Su Yu slowly raised his right hand.
"Shinra Tensei!"
As his words fell, an invisible repulsive force erupted from Su Yu's palm, meeting the attacks of Tang Xiao and the other four.
Boom-!
With an earth-shattering crash, the five men's attacks collided with Shinra Tensei.
To the disbelief of Tang Xiao and the others, Su Yu had effortlessly blocked their combined strike!
"What?!"
Tang Xiao's pupils contracted sharply, his eyes filled with horror.
An icy curve lifted the corner of Su Yu's mouth, and the Black Rod in his palm suddenly shot out.
The Black Rod moved far faster than Tang Xiao and the others could react.
Thud-!
With a muffled sound, the Black Rod pierced straight through a Titled Douluo's chest, pinning him to the mountain wall behind him.
"Next."
Su Yu's tone was flat, as though he had merely swatted away a fly.
As Tang Xiao and the others looked at the young man before them, intense fear welled up in their hearts for the first time.
What... what kind of monster was this?!
Looking at Su Yu before him, Tang Xiao forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart and said:
"Brat, who are you in Spirit Hall? How could Spirit Hall possibly have nurtured someone like you?!"
Before Su Yu could speak, Chrysanthemum Douluo stepped forward and spoke first:
"Tang Xiao! This is the Saint Son of our Spirit Hall. Under his leadership, your Clear Sky Sect will surely be annihilated here today!"
Hearing Chrysanthemum Douluo's words, Tang Xiao looked at Su Yu in disbelief:
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! It hasn't even been twenty years since this brat became the Saint Son!"
"Even a monstrous prodigy couldn't possibly cultivate to the Titled Douluo realm in such a short time!"
He stared fixedly at Su Yu, his voice trembling