Countless sword shadows slashed down upon Tang Xiao.
Su Mo unleashed Sword Douluo's signature soul skill, and everyone who recognized the move widened their eyes, their gazes shifting repeatedly between Su Mo in the arena and Sword Douluo outside it.
They were already beginning to suspect that every soul skill Su Mo possessed had been taught to him by Sword Douluo.
But... since when could soul skills be learned through instruction?
They were skeptical yet uncertain.
"Seven Kills, Thunder Arise; One Sword Breaks the Firmament!"
"Sword Dao: Divine-Demonic Dual Slash!"
Once Su Mo used both Sword Douluo's eighth and ninth soul skills, they were completely certain that all of Su Mo's soul skills had been learned from Sword Douluo.
"They're all Sword Douluo's soul skills..."
"The earlier soul skills were, and that Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin was too. These later ones are all his as well..."
"I was fortunate enough to witness Sword Douluo use them before. They're identical! Completely identical!"
"The ones Su Mo used are merely less powerful than His Excellency Sword Douluo's!"
"How is that possible? Sword Douluo's soul skills are all soul ring skills! Not a single soul ring lit up on Su Mo—how did he use them?"
"He reproduced all of Sword Douluo's soul ring skills as Self-Created Soul Skills! Not just one move—all of them! He can use every one of Sword Douluo's soul skills as a Self-Created Soul Skill!"
"My god... those are a Title Douluo's soul skills! He reproduced every single one of a Title Douluo's soul skills?!"
"Is he even fucking human? Everything Sword Douluo spent his life cultivating, he reproduced it all?!"
Huo Wu's mouth hung open, her short red hair trembling slightly in the wind.
She turned to Huo Wushuang, her voice cracking. "Brother, those are all