Bang!
On the battle platform, Su Mo sent another Lingtian Peak disciple flying with a single sword strike. This was already the one hundred and thirty-seventh person he had defeated.
Having defeated this person, Su Mo was also ready to step down. There was no longer any point in staying.
Whoosh!
Just then, a graceful young man landed on the battle platform.
The young man had delicate, feminine features, almost like those of a woman. He was Wan Xingyun, once the nominal Number One Outer Disciple and the son of the Haotian Peak Master.
"Su Mo, let us exchange a few moves," Wan Xingyun said calmly.
Wan Xingyun's words carried a rather subtle meaning.
Since he had said they would exchange a few moves, it was clear that he did not believe Su Mo could defeat him in a single strike.
Su Mo sized the man up. He had heard of Wan Xingyun's name before.
The Number One Outer Disciple?
Fine, then he would defeat him openly and fairly. Wan Xingyun would serve as the final battle of this martial arts competition.
"You make the first move," Su Mo said with a nod.
Wan Xingyun nodded lightly, and his expression immediately turned solemn.
His aura rose without end. Wan Xingyun no longer seemed soft and feminine; instead, he gave off an impression of resolute dominance.
Yellow gang yuan surged around him as Wan Xingyun shot toward Su Mo, then threw a punch through the air.
"Sky Shattering Fist!"
Yellow fist radiance flashed as immense fist force tore through the void, hurtling straight at Su Mo.
This punch was far from simple. As it flew forth, the void collapsed, and the air within several hundred zhang was instantly compressed into the fist force. Once the air and fist radiance were compressed