Su Mo passed through the stairs and quickly arrived at the second level.
The second level was no different from the first level, except that it was more spacious, as if it was tens of thousands of miles wide.
In mid-air, Wu Ling's projection was already waiting for him.
Swoosh!
Su Mo's body leaped and flew into mid-air, facing the other party.
"To be able to break through to the second level, you can be called a true genius in my tribe!" Wu Ling's projection spoke, his voice indifferent, without the slightest hint of emotion.
Su Mo was surprised to hear this. Could it be that this projection had a mind of its own?
However, he only looked at it for a while before rejecting this idea. Wu Ling's projection was expressionless and his eyes were lifeless. He simply did not have any consciousness. Even if he did, he only had a simple fighting consciousness.
"Slash!"
Su Mo was not interested in talking to a projection. He immediately tried to slash out with his sword. The Sword Radiance was dazzling and the Ghost Force surged, directly attacking Wu Ling's projection.
Boom boom boom!
Wu Ling's projection attacked again. Similarly, he pointed out with his finger and struck out with the same Finger Radiance.
This finger was obviously more powerful. The majestic finger force formed a light pillar with a diameter of more than ten feet. It rotated rapidly and its power was monstrous.
The light pillar flew towards Su Mo's Sword Qi. The majestic power was like a huge, angry dragon, roaring in the sky.
In the next breath, the Sword Qi and the light pillar fiercely collided.
Boom!
A deafening explosion sounded as the Sword Qi and the light pillar exploded. The force swept out, mighty and mighty.
"Really extraordinary!" Su Mo was a little surprised. The projection with 50% power was not just a little stronger than the projection with 30% power.
However, this was not enough to stop his footsteps.
"Die!"
Su Mo shouted. The Ghost Qi in his body surged up, forming a billowing smoke. He completely displayed his strongest cultivation strength.
The long sword in his hand turned into a dark Ghost Sword. The powerful Sword Radiance soared up to a hundred feet and the sword power rushed to the sky.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!!
The Sword Radiance flashed and the Sword Qi shot out, covering the sky and covering the earth as it surged towards Wu Ling's projection.
This time, Su Mo even used Guo Jian Qing's Long Sword Fighting Soul, causing the sword power to be even stronger. The sharp Qi instantly shattered the space within a thousand miles around him.
This attack was Su Mo's sure-kill attack. It was merely a projection with 50% of his strength, so he could kill it in an instant.
Faced with the overwhelming Sword Qi, Wu Ling's projection extended both his palms and struck continuously. Instantly, a huge palm print was formed.
The palm imprints were like huge mountains, flying out, shaking heaven and earth.
The mountain-like palm print stretched across the void, the surging force was like a vast ocean, unfathomable.
Boom boom boom!!
In an instant, countless Sword Qis slashed onto the mountain-like palm imprints, causing deafening booms to ring out.
The palm prints were instantly torn apart. The overwhelming Sword Qi was invincible and unstoppable. In an instant, Wu Ling's projection was drowned.
After a while, the Sword Qi dissipated and everything returned to normal. Wu Ling's projection had already disappeared.
Su Mo shook his head slightly. Although this kind of projection had 50% of Wu Ling's strength, it was actually far from 50%.
This was because although the power of this projection was strong, it was too rigid and did not know how to be flexible. It was completely impossible for it to be like a real warrior, changing according to the situation and displaying real combat power.
Without the fighting consciousness of a real warrior, all that was left was brute force. It was not worth mentioning.
Moreover, a projection was after all a projection. Without the power of a Fighting Soul, its strength was once again greatly reduced.
Immediately, a simple and unadorned staircase appeared in front of him. In a flash, Su Mo flew up the staircase and walked towards the third floor.
At this time, almost 99% of the geniuses of the Sorcerer Tribe had been eliminated. It was not that they were not strong enough, but that Wu Ling's projection was too strong.
Countless Sorcerer Tribesmen gathered around the three storey pagoda. Many of those who had been eliminated had faces full of unwillingness.
Ah!
At this moment, a scream rang out. A tall young man from the Sorcerer Tribe spat out a mouthful of blood. He was thrown out of the pagoda door and landed heavily on the ground.
"It's Wu Tong!"
"Wu Tong has actually been eliminated!"
"How is this possible? With Wu Tong's strength, how could he be defeated?"
When the crowd saw that the tall young man had been eliminated, there was an immediate uproar. This young man named Wu Tong was a super genius of the tribe.
Although he was not placed on the Young Priest Candidate List, he was second only to those super geniuses on the Young Priest Candidate List. Such a genius had actually been defeated!
This made the crowd extremely shocked. Could it be that this three storey pagoda was so difficult to pass?
"Brother Wu Tong, how are you?" Immediately, a few geniuses came forward and helped Wu Tong up. They asked with concern.
Wu Tong got up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. When he turned his head and saw the burning gazes of the crowd, his face instantly turned red.
As one of the super geniuses of the tribe, he could not even pass the first stage of the three storey pagoda. This really made him lose face.
"The strength of the third storey projection is very terrifying. Moreover, its fighting consciousness seems to be like the real Brother Wu Ling. I did not lose unjustly!" Wu Tong said in a deep voice after taking a deep breath.
"What?" The crowd was shocked when they heard this. Basically, they had not made it to the third storey and naturally did not know the situation there.
It turned out that the projection of the third storey was so strong. Its fighting consciousness was no different from that of Brother Wu Ling. It was not like the first and second storey where the projection had no consciousness and was very stiff when it fought.
How could this be!
With Brother Wu Ling's fighting consciousness, even if it was a battle between people of the same level and only 70% of its strength, it was still terrifying beyond imagination.
If that was the case, how many people would be able to pass the three storey pagoda and reach the top?
"The number of people who can pass the first stage of the three storey pagoda will definitely not exceed 200!" Wu Tong said with a serious expression. No one knew if what he was saying was the truth or if he was giving himself an excuse for his failure.
"A bunch of trash!"
At that moment, an indifferent voice rang out. Wu Ren Wang, who was on the top of the pagoda, opened his eyes and scanned the many people who had been eliminated. His eyes were full of disdain.
Millions of geniuses from the tribe had entered the pagoda and yet almost all of them had been eliminated. This made Wu Ren Wang very speechless.
These so-called geniuses from the tribe were simply a joke. They actually dared to call themselves geniuses. This really made him feel very disdainful.
"I hope that Wu Ma and Wu You Lan have some ability and play with me. Otherwise, it will be really boring!" Wu Ren Wang sighed and closed his eyes again.
In his heart, among the geniuses in the tribe, only Wu Ma and Wu You Lan could barely compete with him. The others were just there to go through the motions.
Many people heard Wu Ren Wang's insulting words and their faces darkened. However, they did not dare to say anything.
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