Chapter 2019
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"Is the Dark Shadow Tribe really that strong?" Su Mo was skeptical. Other than the Sky Tyrant Tribe, no one of the same rank would be a match for the geniuses of the Dark Shadow Tribe. Wasn't this a little too much?
"The reason why the Dark Shadow Tribe is so strong is not only because of their Natal Super Powers, but also because of their Fighting Souls!" Xu Ming said.
"They have Fighting Souls?" Su Mo was surprised. Most of the tribes did not have Fighting Souls and few of them had Fighting Souls.
No wonder the Dark Shadow Tribe was ranked 16th on the Ten Thousand Archean Tribe Board. They had Fighting Souls.
"That's right!"
Xu Ming nodded. He then looked at a tall young man with long hair and said, "He is the top genius of the Dark Shadow Tribe. His name is An Jian and he has the Great Rotating Sacred Sword Fighting Soul, which is ranked 14th on the Archean Martial Soul Board. His strength is terrifying and he is ranked 18th on the King Sage Board!"
Xu Ming's voice was full of respect. Against such a genius, they did not stand a chance of winning.
"Great Rotating Sacred Sword Fighting Soul?" Su Mo's eyes flashed when he heard this. An Jian actually had a Fighting Soul that was ranked 14th on the Archean Martial Soul Board.
He had never seen such a powerful Fighting Soul. He had defeated many geniuses in the Infinite Region but he had never seen such a ranked Fighting Soul. He did not expect to see one when he had just arrived in the Dark Region.
What surprised Su Mo even more was that the Dark Region actually had a King Sage Board.
However, even with such a powerful Fighting Soul, An Jian was only ranked 18th on the King Sage Board. He must be ordinary in other aspects.
When one's cultivation reached the Martial Sage Realm, the overall strength of a martial artist could not be controlled by the Fighting Soul alone.
Cultivation skills, martial arts techniques, Ultimacy, Blood Force physique, Fighting Souls, etc. were all factors that determined a martial artist's strength.
Even if one had the Fighting Soul that was ranked first on the Archean Martial Soul Board, his strength would not be terrifying if his other aspects were not as good.
"That's right! This Fighting Soul is very powerful and it is not something that we can imagine! "
Xu Ming sighed and looked at Su Mo in surprise. He said, "An Jian is very famous in the Dark Region. Have you not heard of him?"
"Of course I have, but I have not had the chance to meet him!" Su Mo smiled. He had come from the Infinite Region, how could he have heard of An Jian?
"The battle is about to start. Brother Su, you will definitely gain a lot of knowledge!" Xu Ming looked at the field and said in a deep voice.
When Su Mo looked up, he saw an ugly man from the Eight-eyes Tribe walking to the center of the field.
This person was dressed in black and had an unkempt beard. There were eight eerie eyes on his forehead, making him look extremely frightening.
"Who from Wind-thunder Sect wants to fight me, Tong Chou?"
The Eight-eyed Race in black robes looked at the disciples of the Wind-thunder Sect and shouted.
Whoosh!
An air-piercing sound rang out as Junior Brother Huo from the Wind-thunder Sect's camp stepped onto the stage.
Junior Brother Huo's name was Huo Yun. He had delicate features and a unique aura. His cultivation rank was at the Initial Stage Martial Sage Realm.
The first battle started with an Initial Stage Martial Sage.
"Huo Yun, you're no match for me at all, yet you still dare to enter the arena?"
Tong Chou from the Eight-eyes Tribe looked at Huo Yun in disdain.
This kind of contest was held once every six months. It was not his first time participating, nor was it Huo Yun's first time participating.
One year ago, he had fought with Huo Yun and Huo Yun was no match for him at all.
"I was no match for him in the past, but that doesn't mean that I'm no match for him now!" Huo Yun looked determined.
"Alright, I shall let you have a taste of failure!"
Tong Chou sneered as a powerful aura rose from his body. The space within a ten thousand mile radius around him instantly exploded.
Huo Yun did not back down. Sword radiance flashed in his hand and a silver longsword appeared. The sword power shot up to the sky.
The two of them were not in a hurry to fight. Two strong auras collided with each other, causing explosions in the Empty Space.
"Not bad!"
Elder Jiang from the Wind-thunder Sect's camp nodded. Huo Yun's strength had increased significantly in the past six months.
"Shengxiao, what do you think of Huo Yun's chances of winning?" Elder Jiang asked Senior Brother Wan, who was standing beside him.
"The odds are fifty-fifty!" Senior Brother Wan crossed his arms in front of his chest and said in a deep voice.
"Alright!" Elder Jiang nodded. He thought so too. Huo Yun's chances of winning were 50-50.
"Junior Brother Huo will not disappoint us!"
"Junior Brother Huo will definitely win!"
"I have faith in Junior Brother Huo!"
Many Wind-thunder Sect disciples voiced out their opinions. They had great confidence in Huo Yun.
"Huo Yun will definitely lose!"
Right at that moment, a cold voice sounded and shocked everyone.
Swoosh swoosh!
In an instant, everyone turned their heads to look at Su Mo. That was because Su Mo had said that.
Su Mo was speechless. He was only speaking the truth and these people seemed to be unhappy.
"Su Mo, how can you be so sure that Huo Yun will lose?" Elder Jiang's face darkened. Su Mo's words were a blow to the morale of the disciples.
"I feel that the aura is not strong enough!" Su Mo laughed. He had his own reasons for being so sure that Huo Yun would lose.
His Mental Energy was extremely powerful and his senses were extremely sharp. He could sense that there was a powerful energy rapidly gathering in Tong Chou's eight eyes.
This force was so strong that Huo Yun would not be able to withstand it.
Su Mo could tell that Tong Chou was powerful but he could not say it out loud. He could only say so.
Elder Jiang's face darkened. Su Mo was talking nonsense. Even he could not tell that Huo Yun's aura was weak. How could Su Mo tell that?
"How dare you make irresponsible remarks with your low cultivation level? You don't know what's good for you! "Senior Brother Wan shouted coldly as cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Junior Brother Su Mo, you better watch your words!"
Senior Sister Lin shook her head and a wry smile flashed across her face. This new Junior Brother is a weirdo. His cultivation level is not high but he acts as though he is omnipotent.
Not only did he want to participate in the fight earlier, he is now commenting on the outcome of the fight!
"Let's wait for the outcome!" Su Mo shook his head. He could not be bothered to talk to the disciples. At that moment, the fight had already begun.
Huo Yun was the first to strike and he slashed at Tong Chou of the Eight-eyes Tribe.
This blow was not weak. The powerful Sword Qi pierced through the sky and it was filled with killing intent as it headed toward Tong Chou.
Huo Yun did not hold back and he gave his all when he struck.
His Fighting Soul was a long sword and it was powerful. Purple light shone from his body and the power of the Blood Force surged.
When Su Mo saw it, his eyes narrowed. Huo Yun's Fighting Soul was not outstanding but the power of the Blood Force was powerful. It was definitely a powerful Blood Force Physique.
In the face of Huo Yun's attack, Tong Chou sneered and he threw out a punch.
The Fist Print was like a mountain and the fist force was as vast as the sea. It immediately shattered Huo Yun's Sword Qi.
Tong Chou immediately used his Natal Super Power. Eight sharp white rays of light shot out from his eight eyes and shot toward the sky. They were like sharp arrows and they headed toward Huo Yun.
These eyes were similar to the Blood Pupil Clan's Blood Force Pupil Technique and they were even more powerful.
Under the attack of the eight eyes, Huo Yun could only try his best to block the attacks and he did not have the strength to counterattack.
The attacks from Tong Chou's eight eyes were like a storm and they did not stop.
The white rays of light that were like sharp arrows were powerful and they were extremely sharp. They continuously shot toward the sky.
Huo Yun's strength was not weak. However, he was unable to block the attacks for a long time. In just a few breaths' time, he was hit by the white rays of light and he flew backward. Along the way, there was a lot of blood.
There was no suspense in the fight between the two of them and Huo Yun was defeated.
"This …!"
The people from Wind-thunder Sect were dumbfounded. Tong Chou's strength had increased tremendously and he had easily defeated Huo Yun.
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