Warrior's Promise

"I'll take on the 32 of you together!" Su Mo spoke flatly.

The audience was shocked.

"What? Did I hear that correctly? He's taking on the rest of them all together?"

"He's so damned arrogant and aggressive!"

"He's too conceited! It's undeniable that he has great strength, but to take on so many people at once is impossible!"

"…"

A tossed stone raised a thousand ripples. In just one sentence, Su Mo had caused an uproar in the spectators stand.

Some called him arrogant, and some called him conceited. None of them believed that Su Mo could take on 32 people in one go.

Even Luo Qianfan and Luo Huan thought that Su Mo was overconfident.

Yan Ba and Liu Canyang were seated in two different locations. Both of them looked mockingly at Su Mo.

"There should be a limit for arrogance!"

"Su Mo has gone too far!"

The martial artists who were about to enter the fighting ring looked gloomy.

Su Mo was too cocky -- he had no respect for them.

The sixth prince, who was seated at the lower end of the spectators stand, looked intrigued. He was tempted to take Su Mo on. However, he could not do so, as his cultivation was at Lv 7 Spiritual Martial Realm!

"Both of you, join forces and take him!" the sixth prince said as he looked at the two youths beside him.

Their cultivations were at Lv 6 Spiritual Martial Realm. They were talented disciples of the Sky Yuan Sect.

"Yes, sir!"

Both of them nodded and dashed toward the fighting ring.

"Su Mo, we'll join together and take you on!"

The one in yellow spoke as the two men stepped into the fighting ring.

"It's not enough!"

Su Mo shook his head and looked around. He shouted, "Those who wish to take me on, come up now! Don't waste time!"

Su Mo's voice was loud and clear. He sounded as though he had no regard for the martial artists.

Numerous people were fuming with rage.

"Since you wish for a quick defeat, I'll grant it for you!" One martial artist roared as he dashed toward the fighting ring.

"I'll join in!"

"…"

Whoosh! Whoosh!

More than 10 martial artists whirred toward the ring.

In a blink of an eye, there were 20 people in the fighting ring taking Su Mo on.

"It's still not enough!"

Su Mo shouted, "Anyone else? Get on up here!"

Su Mo was so conceited that even the calm martial artists could no longer take it.

"This is outrageous!"

"He's so arrogant! In the 20 odd years of my life, I have never seen someone so conceited!"

"Let's kill him together!"

Suddenly, 18 people dashed one person after another towards the fighting ring.

There were more than 32 people now. There were a total of 38 people in the fighting ring to take Su Mo on.

"Alright, this is a good number!" Su Mo nodded, looking indifferent. He was not bothered by the few extras.

Su Mo looked at the Stewards of Four Seas Fighting Ring, who were seated at the sixth administration counter, and asked, "Can over 30 combatants fight just one?"

"This..."

The Stewards were stunned and could not reply.

They had never faced such a situation before throughout all their years of service in the Four Seas Fighting Ring.

"Over 30 people combining forces to challenge Su Mo?"

"And he is pitting against a higher level!"

"Is he kidding?"

"Permission granted!" An authoritative voice suddenly thundered from a distant tower.

Elder Yuan was standing in the tower. He had been watching the combat.

He had seen that all the defenders had failed to defeat Su Mo.

He had been brooding over how he could stop Su Mo from winning!

Su Mo's request was the answer to the problem.

Upon hearing Elder Yuan's voice, a steward nodded and said, "Yes, you may proceed!"

Su Mo nodded, looked at the crowd of opponents, and said, "Are you guys ready?"

He looked calm. However, to his opponents, he was being disrespectful.

"Su Mo, there's no doubt that you're powerful, but you're too arrogant. Meet your doom today!"

A youth, who was about 25 years old, shouted out.

"That's right! I was on your side before, but now it's over!"

"Your arrogance will cause you to lose the chance of winning the 100 rounds!"

"…"

The opponents voiced out their displeasures against Su Mo.

"I'm arrogant?"

Su Mo laughed. Maybe he was!

However, it was only if he did not have the ability that he would be considered arrogant. If he had it then he would be considered confident!

"Let's fight!" Su Mo shouted.

Su Mo activated the seven Spiritual Spirals within. The Spirals churned crazily, and a powerful aura shot up to the sky.

The Black-dark Sword sparkled, and its sword ray shot up more than 10 meters high. Su Mo attacked with his sword.

"Divine Wind Swordplay—Gale Blade!"

The sharp sword's Qi was evasive like ethereal wind and quick like lightning. It slashed toward the opponents.

Su Mo had fully activated his Martial Soul.

"Destroy!"

As Su Mo threw out the attack, the opponents fought back, wanting to destroy the oncoming sword Qi.

"Huh?"

"What's happening?"

Everyone's expression changed.

Each one of them could feel his Qi blood and genuine Qi in turmoil and draining uncontrollably out of the body.

The air was filled with blood Qi and genuine Qi, which rushed toward Su Mo in streams.

Swish!

As the opponents remained shocked, the sword Qi was already before them.

"Oh no! Strike quickly!" Someone shouted.

In an instant, rays of all kinds shone brightly. More than 10 of them tried to block the sword Qi despite their jumbled blood Qi and genuine Qi.

Slash!

The sword Qi was extremely sharp and tore everything apart.

Those who had tried to block the attack were in bad condition. Their strokes were a mess, and their genuine Qi was unstable. Their power had been depleted and was easily destroyed by the sword Qi.

Boom! Boom!

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Seven to eight people were injured and flew. Blood spewed out all over.

If they had not countered the attack and reduced the power of the sword Qi earlier, this stroke would have been deadly!

"Die!"

Su Mo's body was like lightning. He dashed toward the opponents and attacked endlessly with his black-dark sword!

"Sword Essence of Wind Devil!"

"Amazing Chopping Technique of Wind Devil!"

"Swirling Winds and Clouds!"

The sword ray shone brightly above, and the sword Qi covered the sky. Strong winds raged in the air.

Su Mo gave it his all to end this combat speedily.

He had activated his Devouring Martial Spirit to the maximum. A huge amount of blood Qi and genuine Qi rushed into his body.

However, Su Mo did not channel them to his Spiritual Spirals.

Since there were all kinds of genuine Qi and blood Qi, if he did not spend time cultivating them, not only would they not help his cultivation, but they would also affect his combat strength.

Su Mo slightly activated his Elephant's Strength Skill, and the blood Qi and genuine Qi merged into his flesh and bones.

"Let us join forces!"

All the opponents shouted and joined forces to take on Su Mo.

However, their genuine Qi was in turmoil and uncontrollable. They only managed to use part of their genuine Qi.

Their strokes were not steady and had lost much of their power. For those martial artists who were less powerful, as soon as they attacked, their genuine Qi flowed toward Su Mo.

"What's going on?"

Everyone was stunned. They did not know what was happening!

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Screams were heard, and people were seen flying out of the ring.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

One after another, the martial artists crash-landed on the ground like raindrops. They looked wretched and filthy with grime. Most of them were injured.

After a few rounds of attack, only three people were left in the fighting ring.

"Do you want to walk down from here, or you want me to send you down?" Su Mo looked at the three of them and asked with a smile.

The three men looked pale. They shivered upon seeing the smile on Su Mo's face. They could feel cold lumps enter their foreheads straight from their spines.

"Is he a monster?"

The three looked shocked.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Without hesitation, they retreated quickly from the battle ring.

More than 30 rounds of combat had ended in a little over 10 breaths.

The entire place was dead silent!

Everyone was stunned!

Each of them had their eyes and mouths wide open.

Even though the combat had ended, many of them were unable to collect themselves.