In the spirit arena.
Nobody could understand what Feng Haoyu was feeling right now.
When he saw Su Zimo charge over, Feng Haoyu felt as though he was not facing a human, but a savage fiend demon!
Feng Haoyu could clearly see a hint of scarlet blood in the depths of Su Zimo's eyes.
Dense veins had also appeared on his face, and it was a ghastly sight that was terrifying and horrifying!
"Ah!"
Feng Haoyu was shocked and instinctively summoned his silver shield to block in front of him.
When Su Zimo arrived before Feng Haoyu, he took the final step and stomped on the ground. With a loud bang, the entire spirit arena shook!
Splash!
Su Zimo's bloodline surged and the shocking sound of a tsunami could be heard clearly by all the cultivators present.
Swoosh!
Su Zimo raised his arm and in midair, the clothes on his arm were torn into shreds.
What appeared before everyone was a muscular and thick arm that resembled a gigantic python. Green veins popped and his muscles were knotted together like molten steel, filled with explosive power!
When the fist landed, it was filled with flesh and blood, growing in size. It was like a gigantic seal that crashed down with a terrifying aura!
At that moment …
Everyone was hallucinating.
Although Feng Haoyu was a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, he was as insignificant as an ant against Su Zimo's fist!
Boom!
The fist collided with the silver shield, and an earth-shattering explosion erupted. It was deafening.
The disciples of the five peaks felt their hearts skip a beat as their throats quivered and they could not help but gulp.
Crack! Crack!
Crack! A series of strange sounds echoed.
A gigantic crack appeared on the silver shield in Feng Haoyu's hands. The crack continued to extend and eventually covered the entire shield!
It shattered!
An inferior-grade spirit weapon was shattered by Su Zimo's bare hands!
The crowd was dead silent. Not a single sound could be heard.
Everyone looked at this scene in horror, forgetting to breathe as their eyes widened.
Feng Haoyu fell far away from the spirit arena and rolled a few times on the ground. He coughed out blood with his eyes closed and his face pale – it was unknown if he was dead or alive.
Was it over just like that?
The swiftness of this change caught everyone by surprise.
Initially, Feng Haoyu's victory was guaranteed when he advanced to Foundation Establishment. However, the tables were suddenly turned as Su Zimo closed in on him and sent him flying out of the spirit arena with a single punch, completely losing his combat strength.
Everyone's first reaction was that Su Zimo had cultivated some kind of extremely powerful body refining technique.
But why did this body refinement technique look like some kind of demonic technique?
Although the bloodstains on Su Zimo's face had gradually faded, every cultivator had seen the scene just now.
In the Spirit Arena.
Su Zimo lowered his head and tried to calm his blood.
Just Now, when he attacked, he had intentionally suppressed it. However, the new bloodline that he had gained from cultivating the Marrow Cleansing chapter had completely merged with his bloodline. It was difficult to differentiate between the two and he could not control it at all.
Thankfully, Su Zimo did not show any obvious signs of demonization.
Even so, this scene attracted the attention of the five peak masters.
At that moment, all five peak masters stood up with grim expressions as they looked at Su Zimo with doubtful, suspicious and scrutinizing gazes.
Right then, a blinding light burst forth from the other side of the spirit arena, diverting everyone's attention.
The light came from the Ten Formations Stele.
On the Ten Formations Stele, the words on the first row had changed.
There were three words in the original blank space – Su Zimo!
"Su Zimo, cleared Level 10 of the Ten Formations Pagoda, took seven days and 18 hours!"
That line of words caused everyone to exclaim.
"Su Zimo? Why is it Su Zimo? "
"T-T-This doesn't make sense. Is there a problem with the Ten Formations Stele?"
"The mysterious challenger is Su Zimo?"
The disciples of the five peaks were so shocked that they could not even speak properly.
Suddenly, a disciple shouted, "Guys, look! That's Su Zimo's sect badge!"
Everyone looked down.
An inferior-grade flying sword and sect badge were at the feet of the Ten Formations Stele.
The flying sword belonged to Feng Haoyu.
However, the sect badge belonged to Su Zimo.
"I've got it!"
Suddenly, someone said, "Just Now, when Senior Brother Feng and Junior Brother Su were fighting, Senior Brother Feng's flying sword knocked down Junior Brother Su's sect badge and struck the Ten Formations Stele."
At that point, everyone was enlightened.
However, right after, everyone was shocked by an even more unacceptable truth!
If the mysterious challenger was Su Zimo, Su Zimo would be the first person to challenge the formation.
This meant that the number one of Array Peak this year should be Su Zimo as well.
Because Spirit Peak's master had once forbidden Su Zimo from entering Spirit Peak, he could not take part in the face-off.
However, in today's battle, Su Zimo had defeated the number one of Spirit Peak, Feng Haoyu.
This meant that Su Zimo was the number one of Spirit Peak this year!
Coupled with Weapon and Elixir Peak, Su Zimo was the unprecedented number one of the four peaks this year!
As everyone looked at Su Zimo in the spirit arena, their gazes changed gradually.
A person like this could no longer be called a genius.
He could be called a monster incarnate!
Little Fatty was completely stunned.
She could not help but recall that back in Su Zimo's cave abode, Su Zimo had casually said that challenging the array formation was nothing much.
At that time, he was unhappy and told the other party to be humble and keep a low profile …
"Bro, you're too humble!" Little Fatty said with a long face.
Little Fatty knew that it was not Su Zimo's fault.
At that time, Su Zimo had even said that he was the mysterious challenger. However, Little Fatty did not believe him at all, thinking that Su Zimo was just making a casual remark …
The Array Peak disciple, Zhong Wen, smiled bitterly as he lowered his head and muttered to himself, "I had countless guesses about your identity, but I could not have guessed that you're an outer peak disciple. Furthermore, it hasn't even been a year since you joined the sect. Hais."
Leng Rou's eyes lit up as well as she could not help but think, "If you were given more time, would you have taken away my number one of Talisman Peak as well?"
Not to mention the numerous disciples below, even the four Peak Masters were stunned on the spot.
Since Xuan Yi knew about this, it was naturally normal.
However, the eyes of the other four peak masters were filled with disbelief.
Wen Xuan looked at Xuan Yi with an apologetic gaze.
Previously, he had misunderstood that Xuan Yi had disregarded the sect's rules and imparted the Hexagonal Sword Formation to Su Zimo without permission.
But now, Wen Xuan knew that Xuan Yi's actions were entirely because Su Zimo was qualified!
Suddenly, Wen Xuan recalled something more important and arrived beside Feng Haoyu in a flash. After checking carefully, he heaved a sigh of relief.
Feng Haoyu had merely fainted and his life was not in danger.
Wen Xuan withdrew an elixir from his storage bag and fed it to Feng Haoyu. Raising his head, he looked at Su Zimo in the spirit arena with a burning gaze.
At that moment, Su Zimo had already calmed his bloodline and was back to normal.
However, the five peak masters did not say anything – they needed an explanation from Su Zimo.
Otherwise, even if Su Zimo was the number one of the four peaks and an unprecedented monster incarnate, they could not let him live!
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