"His cultivation is only at Lv 6 Martial King Realm. If he can defeat Zhan Luan with this cultivation, it would indeed be earth-shattering!"
Dragon Emperor Tuntian's expression was solemn as he continued, "But the possibility is very low, very low!"
"We'll find out soon. Second Uncle, let's wait and see!" Long Teng chuckled. He was very confident in Su Mo.
Then, the two of them did not say anything else and calmly watched the battle.
At this moment, the Jade Cloud Lake area was silent. Hundreds of millions of martial artists were filled with anticipation.
Everyone wanted to know the answer. Could this young man, who had risen like a comet, create another miracle and become invincible among the younger generation in the Firmament World?
In the crowd, an inconspicuous young man stood upright, quietly watching Su Mo on the Jade Cloud Lake.
"Su Mo, if you win today, the time for the Firmament Palace to appear will come!" The young man murmured to himself.
This young man was none other than the descendant of the Illuminious Palace, Wenren Tiandu.
"What an unfathomable person!" Jiang Fengran sighed softly on another peak.
Just as everyone was focused on watching the battle between the younger generation of the Firmament and Continent, no one noticed that a young man in a red robe had landed on one of the peaks.
The young man was Sikong Yan, and Wu Shan was in Sikong Yan's Sky-burn Tower.
Sikong Yan was much slower than Su Mo. He had used a special method to finally reach the Jade Cloud Lake.
On the Jade Cloud Lake.
Su Mo's expression was solemn. He did not dare to underestimate Zhan Luan. The five divine elixirs in his body were all activated, and violent Dark Force surged.
The powerful pressure completely enveloped Zhan Luan. However, Zhan Luan did not move, and his expression did not change. He was completely unaffected by Su Mo's pressure.
"Fight!"
Zhan Luan suddenly roared and took a step forward. In an instant, he was dozens of miles away, directly in front of Su Mo.
Boom!
An iron fist broke through the air. Zhan Luan's fist was surrounded by purple light, and the fist force did not dissipate. It landed heavily on Su Mo's chest.
The power of this punch was unparalleled. The mighty power blasted a hole in the void like a shocking cannonball.
This was Zhan Luan's physical strength. The purple light was the Qi Force formed by his physical strength.
"Kill!"
Su Mo did not hesitate either. With a wave of his arm, the Demonic Sword drew a beautiful arc and slashed at Zhan Luan's fist.
The sword light was incomparably sharp, smoothly tearing through the air. The dazzling sharpness made people not dare to look directly at it.
Su Mo was the complete opposite of Zhan Luan. Zhan Luan's punch had only used his physical strength and not his Dark Force.
As for Su Mo's blow, he used his cultivation Dark Force and did not use any of his physical strength.
The heavy fist was like a mountain, and the sharp sword slammed into each other.
Boom!
A heaven-shaking explosion shook the surrounding ten thousand miles. Where the fist and sword collided, a destructive shockwave erupted.
Rumble!
The void continued to explode, and the Jade Cloud Lake seemed to be under great pressure. In an instant, a deep crater with a radius of several hundred miles and a depth of over a thousand feet appeared.
The lake water in all directions rolled up to a height of ten thousand zhang. It was a shocking sight.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Su Mo and Zhan Luan both retreated a hundred miles away before they finally came to a stop.
Su Mo shook his arm. After the collision, his right arm, which was holding the sword, was shaken to the point of numbness.
Zhan Luan's face darkened slightly. He raised his fist and glanced at it, only to see a deep red mark on it.
Just now, Su Mo's sword had almost broken his fist.
"Very well, perhaps you are qualified for me to use my full strength!" Zhan Luan said proudly as he looked at Su Mo.
After a test, he had a better understanding of Su Mo's strength.
However, Zhan Luan's words were filled with arrogance. Even though Su Mo had almost broken his fist, he was only "perhaps qualified" to fight him.
"Is that so?" Su Mo laughed softly and said, "The more confident a person is, the more miserable their defeat is."
Zhan Luan was testing Su Mo, and so was Su Mo. Zhan Luan was indeed very strong, but it was still within his expectations.
"The word 'defeat' has never appeared on me. It has never appeared in the past, not now, and never in the future!" Zhan Luan was like a God of War looking down on the world, his face filled with invincible confidence.
Su Mo smiled and then shouted coldly, "Show me your true strength! Otherwise, you are not worthy to be my opponent! "
Su Mo's words spread in all directions, causing countless spectators to be shocked.
"My god, Su Mo is underestimating Zhan Luan! He's too arrogant! "
"How arrogant!"
"This is the arrogance of a genius. Su Mo's rise has created the belief that he is invincible among his peers!"
"…"
The crowd discussed animatedly.
It was rumored that Su Mo was extremely arrogant and had no boundaries. It seemed that the rumors were true!
Now, Su Mo actually said that Zhan Luan was not worthy to be his opponent if he did not show his true strength!
No one in the younger generation of the Firmament World would dare to say such arrogant words!
However, what the crowd did not know was that Su Mo was not arrogant, but he was confident.
Ever since his trip to the Fighting Spirits' Plane, his strength had increased by quite a bit.
Not only had his cultivation increased from Lv 5 Martial Royal Realm to Lv 6, but his physical strength had also increased by several realms, reaching the level of a Martial Royal Realm.
Most importantly, the trip to the East Continent had allowed the Billion Demonic Spirit to devour a huge amount of blood.
All the martial artists of the Cold-blood Hall had become nourishment for the Demonic Spirit, and the Demonic Spirit's improvement was terrifying. …
As the Demonic Spirit grew stronger, the power of the Billion Demonic Sword naturally increased as well.
Therefore, Su Mo was more than 70% confident in this battle with Zhan Luan.
"Not worthy to be your opponent?" Zhan Luan was stunned at first, then he laughed.
"Hahaha ~ ~ ~!"
Zhan Luan laughed maniacally and said, "Interesting, how interesting! I never thought that there would be a time when I would be looked down upon! "
Zhan Luan was not angered by Su Mo's words. Instead, he found it interesting.
This was because ever since he had stepped onto the path of martial arts, he had always been feared, fawned upon, and admired by his peers. He had never been looked down upon.
Now, as the number one on the List of 10,000 Talents, he was actually being looked down upon. How interesting!
"Su Mo, I will use 70% of my strength next. I hope you don't lose too quickly, or else it will be too boring!"
After a while, Zhan Luan stopped smiling and said in a deep voice.
Su Mo did not speak. His expression was indifferent as he raised his hand, indicating for Zhan Luan to attack.
"How pretentious!"
Zhan Luan sneered when he saw Su Mo's reaction. He did not say anything else and attacked again.
Swoosh!
Zhan Luan stomped on the surface of the lake, creating a 300-meter-wide pit in the already recovered lake water. He shot up into the sky and instantly arrived at a height of 30,000 meters.
"Take this, Firmament Fist!"
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