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- Afterwards, the competition continued with five sets of platforms.
On the viewing platform, Elder Wei had a faint smile on his lips.
Although it is not a good thing for Su Mo to be an enemy of the Sky Alliance, Su Mo's strength still makes him very satisfied.
In less than a year, he has possessed this kind of strength, even if his talent is not as good as Duan Jingtian, it is almost the same.
The second group of platforms.
The battles were carried out one by one, the first round of ten battles ended, and soon entered the second round.
In the first round, whether it was Su Mo, He Yangjun or Fei Kuang, they easily crushed their opponents.
Everyone gets one point.
In the second round of battle, Su Mo soon played again.
This time, his opponent was a very muscular young man with a long sword hanging from his waist.
On the stage, the burly young man looked at Su Mo with a serious expression on his face.
"It's the Absolute Shadow Swordsman Huang Feiyang. I wonder if he can defeat Su Mo!"
"Perhaps it is possible. Huang Feiyang's Absolute Shadow swordsmanship can disappear without a trace. He is definitely second only to the top ten disciples of the outer sect."
Under the stage, many disciples were discussing.
"Su Mo, although you are very strong, it is impossible for you to defeat me!"
The burly young man Huang Feiyang was expressionless, and said in a deep voice: "Let me see how strong you are!"
"Use your sword!"
Su Mo smiled slightly.
Huang Feiyang nodded, and immediately released his martial spirit.
This person's martial soul is a long silver sword with a rank of eighth human level.
"Clang!"
The sword was unsheathed, the martial spirit was released, and Huang Feiyang's aura suddenly became extremely fierce.
After a few breaths, when Huang Feiyang's aura reached its peak, he drew his sword.
"Phew!"
I saw Huang Feiyang shaking his hand, and a faint sword light disappeared in a flash.
The next moment, a twisted sword light suddenly appeared beside Su Mo, cutting towards his waist.
Swish!
Su Mo's feet were blown by the wind, he swayed slightly, and moved a few meters to avoid the sword light.
Whoosh!
Just as Su Mo stood still, three sharp sword lights came.
The sword light was as thin as a hair and as fast as lightning. It was hidden in the void, and it would have been difficult for Su Mo to find it if he hadn't been keenly aware.
Whoops!
The sword light cut across Su Mo's figure, and the figure was instantly shattered.
It's an afterimage!
Immediately, Su Mo's figure appeared more than ten meters away.
"What a quick move!"
Huang Feiyang was secretly startled.
His swordsmanship, few people in the same level can avoid it.
Generally speaking, warriors whose strength is lower than his can be dealt with with just one sword strike.
"This Su Mo is really powerful, his body skills are so extraordinary!"
"That's right! This speed is almost catching up with Senior Brother Ling Muchen!"
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All the disciples watching from the audience were also amazed at Su Mo's speed.
on stage.
"I see how you hide?"
Huang Feiyang yelled angrily, the long sword in his hand shook again and again, and his arms turned into countless afterimages
咻咻咻咻~~~
The sword light shone, the sword energy shot out, and the fine and sharp sword energy cut vertically and horizontally, forming a large net, sweeping the entire battle platform.
Shua Shua ~
Su Mo was like a piece of willow catkin, shuttling and floating in the sword aura, with ease.
"How can this be?"
Huang Feiyang couldn't hide the shock on his face.
"Your swordsmanship is good, but your attack power is too weak!"
A faint voice came from Su Mo's mouth: "I'm chasing after ten sessions with one force, breaking ten thousand spells with one force."
The next moment, Su Mo's figure stopped suddenly and he no longer dodged.
Roar!
The roar of the tiger resounded, and Su Mo's fists were like a fierce tiger, constantly bombarding out.
Boom boom! !
The tiger roared, its fists rushed, and all the sword energy was wiped out in the blink of an eye.
"The Dragon!"
Following Su Mo's soft shout, a huge fist pierced through the void.
hold head high!
Above the shadow of the fist, there is a phantom of the dragon churning endlessly, and the sound of the dragon's chant shakes the soul.
"break!"
??Fei Yang's face became extremely solemn, holding a sword in both hands, he slashed towards Fist Shadow like lightning.
Boom! !
? A blow collided, and the howling fist shadow was as powerful as a prehistoric beast. Huang Feiyang's figure was instantly knocked back tens of meters, and fell directly under the battle platform.
"Accepted!"
Su Mo nodded to the opponent, and then stepped off the battle platform.
Huang Feiyang stood under the stage, his expression changed, and finally he sighed helplessly.
The opponent's strength is far superior to his own, and he is already showing mercy.
Su Mo's strength once again gave everyone a new understanding.
The strength he has shown now has the qualifications to compete with the last few of the top ten disciples of the outer sect.
"snort!"
He Yangjun snorted coldly, with a sneer on his face.
"The higher you climb, the harder you will fall!"
The game continued.
However, Su Mo's second group could no longer fight against each other in ten rounds because one person died.
Therefore, the last extra person can freely choose his opponent.
In the next three rounds of battle, Su Mo won easily and effortlessly.
He has scored five points.
During the period, he also met another disciple of the Tianmeng.
But the man's face changed for a while, and finally he didn't dare to go on stage and resolutely admitted defeat.
oh! ! !
At this moment, bursts of excited shouts suddenly erupted around the fourth group of battle platforms.
Su Mo turned his head to look. It turned out that it was Nangong Linjue who was facing off against Mei Ling, who was ranked eighth among the top ten disciples.
Mei Ling is a tall, lithe woman.
Although her appearance is not as good as Duan Bingye's, she is still very beautiful.
"Senior Brother Nangong, I won't let you beat me easily!"
On the stage, Mei Ling was holding a long sword with a dignified pretty face.
"One knife!"
Nangong Linjue said calmly, carrying a sharp long knife on his back.
Normally, Nangong Linjue would still be in the mood to play with Mei Ling, but at this moment, Su Mo had already aroused his anger.
I'm not in the mood to play anymore.
"One knife?"
When Mei Ling heard this, her pretty face turned cold.
The other party is too arrogant, right?
Even if you, Nangong Linjue, are powerful, you still can't defeat me with one move!
"Take the knife!"
Nangong Linjue didn't want to waste time, drew his long knife out of its sheath, and pointed at the ground obliquely.
Swish!
The next moment, Nangong Linjue shot up into the sky, and slashed down with a knife.
"Heaven breaks the cloud!"
Nangong Linjue yelled violently, and immediately, a ten-meter-long pale white saber aura tore through the air and slashed down instantly.
This knife is extremely powerful, and the energy of the knife is as fast as lightning, destroying everything and being unstoppable.
"What?"
Merling turned pale immediately.
This knife is too strong, this knife is too fast, he can't stop it at all.
Boom! !
There was no accident, with just one blow, Mei Ling was sent flying, and landed far below the battle platform.
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Mei Ling's mouth, and even the robe on her body was torn by the knife energy, revealing a large piece of delicate skin.
After defeating Mei Ling with a single blow, Nangong Linjue turned around and walked off the stage.
"So powerful!"
"It's really too strong. I defeated Mei Ling, who is also one of the top ten disciples of the outer sect."
Everyone was shocked.
Nangong Linjue deserves to be number one in the outer sect, and his strength is shocking.
In the previous competition, most of the disciples who met Nangong Linjue directly conceded.
The few disciples who did not admit defeat were also defeated by Nangong Linjue. No one could make him show his true strength.
Now, in the face of Mei Ling, who is the eighth in the outer sect, Nangong Linjue's explosive strength is beyond imagination.
Su Mo looked at Nangong Linjue's back and narrowed his eyes slightly.
This person is indeed not weak!
At this time, Lian was far away on another mountain peak.
Duan Jingtian, who was paying attention to the game, had a rare smile on his face.
Nangong Lin feels good, and he can focus on training in the future.
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