Not only were the people from the Wind-thunder Sect dumbfounded, but their faces also darkened.
Many of them turned to look at Su Mo and thought to themselves that Su Mo had guessed correctly.
However, no one thought that Su Mo had seen through Huo Yun and Tong Chou and they thought that Su Mo had guessed correctly.
Even Senior Brother Wan and Elder Jiang had not guessed correctly. How could Su Mo have guessed correctly?
"Senior Brother Wan, Elder Jiang, facts speak louder than words!" Su Mo said with a smile.
He was not trying to be a hero. He just wanted to show off his strength. If the disciples of Wind-thunder Sect were defeated later, he might have a chance to go up to the ring.
When Elder Jiang and Senior Brother Wan heard what Su Mo had said, their faces turned ghastly pale.
This was especially so for Senior Brother Wan. He had said that Su Mo was making irresponsible remarks earlier. Now that Su Mo had guessed correctly, he felt embarrassed.
"Su Mo, you're lucky to have guessed correctly!" Senior Brother Wan said with a gloomy face.
When Su Mo heard what Senior Brother Wan had said, he chuckled and did not reply. He could not be bothered to argue with Senior Brother Wan.
Tong Chou had won and Huo Yun had been defeated. This made the men from Wind-thunder Sect depressed. On the contrary, the men from Eight-eyes Tribe were elated.
"Elder Jiang, thank you for letting us win!"
Elder Tong Yu of Eight-eyes Tribe smiled and cupped his fists at Elder Jiang.
Elder Tong Yu was eight feet tall and he was muscular. The eight eyes on his forehead shone brightly when he blinked.
"It is just one round. Let's continue!" Elder Jiang said casually. He was not bothered by it.
This was not the first time that Wind-thunder Sect had lost. They had lost nine out of ten battles and he was used to losing.
Another genius from Eight-eyes Tribe went up to the ring while Senior Brother Wang from Wind-thunder Sect went up to the ring.
Unsurprisingly, Senior Brother Wang was defeated after more than 100 blows!
Fortunately, Senior Brother Wang had fought for more than 100 blows and he was not defeated badly.
The men from Wind-thunder Sect were disappointed with Senior Brother Wang's defeat.
They had already lost two rounds. If they were to lose another round and lose three rounds, there would be no need for them to compete in the fourth round as they would not have any hope of winning.
If they were able to win the last two matches, they would have the chance to compete again.
"The disciples of the Wind-thunder Sect are getting more and more useless!"
Elder An Lin of the Dark Shadow Clan shook his head slightly. The final victor this time was still their Dark Shadow Clan.
"I hope it ends soon!"
An Jian, the top genius of the Dark Shadow Tribe, said emotionlessly. No one was qualified to fight with him. The geniuses of the Wind-thunder Sect and the Eight-eyes Tribe were nothing to him.
However, An Jian was also helpless against this kind of competition. In order to ensure that the Dark Shadow Tribe would win every time they fought, the Dark Shadow Tribe would definitely win.
Almost every time, he would be dragged to participate in the battle.
Although it was just a small matter to him, it would still delay his cultivation.
"An Jian, sorry for disturbing your seclusion. However, it won't take long!" Elder An Lin said.
"It's alright!" An Jian shook his head. Perhaps he didn't even need to fight. The first three battles would determine the final victor.
At this moment, the third battle was about to begin.
Another genius from the Eight-eyes Tribe went up to the arena. His majestic aura caused the Empty Space to explode.
The genius from the Eight-eyes Tribe wore a grey and white shirt. His face was long and narrow and his eight eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.
"Ling Man, are you confident?" Elder Jiang asked 'Senior Sister Lin' who was beside him.
The genius from the Eight-eyes Tribe was called Tong Hua. He was extremely powerful and could be considered a top expert among the End Realm Martial Sages.
As such, Elder Jiang did not have much confidence in Lin Man.
"Elder Jiang, I will try my best!" Lin Man took a deep breath. In a flash, she flew up to the arena.
When the disciples of the Wind-thunder Sect saw this, they sighed. They felt aggrieved.
If Senior Sister Lin lost, they would have to return to the sect.
Wan Shengxiang squinted his eyes. He also hoped that Lin Man would win. Otherwise, he would not even have the chance to fight.
In the past six months, his strength had improved greatly. This time, he wanted to challenge An Jian and defeat him. Although he did not have a high chance of winning, he wanted to give it a try.
"I have a chance of winning!"
Su Mo squinted his eyes and sized Lin Man up. He could sense that Lin Man's strength was on par with that of the genius from the Eight-eyes Tribe.
Granted, this was only his perception. He did not know if either of them had a powerful trump card.
Very quickly, the battle began. Tong Hua from the Eight-eyes Tribe was the first to attack. He used his Natal Pupil Technique to attack Lin Man.
The attack of the Eight-eyes Tribe was simple and direct. There were no fancy moves. Their eyes were their strongest attack.
Eight rays of sharp white holy radiance were like meteors that pierced through the sky. They were extremely fast.
"Smash!"
Lin Man shouted. She held the long, snow-white sword in her hand and shook it. Suddenly, a strong gust of wind was formed.
The gust of wind was powerful and it swept through the sky. It was a combination of wind-based Dark Force and wind-based Ultimacy.
The gust of wind was strong enough to destroy everything and tear everything into pieces.
Boom!!
There was an earth-shattering explosion as the gust of wind and the holy radiance from the Eight-eyes Pupil Technique collided. The gust of wind exploded and caused endless waves.
"Die!"
Lin Man shouted again. Her voice was filled with cold fighting intent as she waved the long sword in her hand.
Streaks of wind blades that were more than 100 miles long were like invisible long sabers. The sharp aura shot up to the sky and they attacked Tong Hua.
Tong Hua from the Eight-eyes Tribe did not show any weakness in the face of Lin Man's crazy attack. As he attacked with his spear, he used his Natal Pupil Technique.
The battle between the two of them was like a needle against an awl. It was extremely explosive, both of them attacking each other non-stop.
"Wind Spiritual Body and Gale Fighting Soul!" Su Mo squinted his eyes. Lin Man is talented. She has the same Wind Spiritual Body as Jiang Fengran and she has a compatible Wind Fighting Soul. They complement each other well.
Moreover, Lin Man's wind-based Ultimacy is profound. It has reached the Peak of Rank 6.
The two of them fought head-on. The gust of wind howled and countless wind blades swept through the sky. The sharp divine radiance from the Natal Pupil Technique continued to shoot out.
The vast sky continued to explode, repair, and explode again and again.
The battle between the two of them seemed to be in a stalemate. After fighting for half an hour, there was still no winner.
After half an hour, Tong Hua finally could not take it anymore. He gradually fell into a disadvantageous position and he kept moving backward.
"Lose!"
Lin Man shouted and her attacks became more violent. Numerous wind blades appeared around her and she looked like a mountain of swords.
She waved her long sword and the numerous wind blades instantly formed a huge saber.
The huge saber was transparent and it was more than 1,000 miles long. Its power was monstrous and it was accompanied by a vast amount of wind-based power. When the saber slashed out, it hit Tong Hua.
Rumble!
When the huge Wind Blade Saber slashed out, the Empty Space within a radius of 100,000 miles was split apart. Many people were shocked and they quickly moved back.
"What?"
In the face of the powerful blow, Tong Hua used all his strength to block it. The long spear in his hand was like a dragon and he displayed his Natal Pupil Technique to the maximum.
However, Tong Hua was defeated. He was unable to block the saber and he was sent flying backward and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Thank you for letting me win!"
Lin Man looked at Tong Hua who was defeated and cupped her fists. She looked even more confident and proud.
The people from Eight-eyes Tribe sighed. However, this was within their expectations as they knew how powerful Lin Man was.
Fortunately, they had won two rounds and they would not be defeated completely.
"Senior Sister Lin is mighty!"
"Haha! Finally, we won one round! "
"I'm really worried!"
The disciples of Wind-thunder Sect were overjoyed. Lin Man had won and Wind-thunder Sect still had a chance.
If Senior Brother Wan could win again, Wind-thunder Sect and Eight-eyes Tribe would have won two rounds each and it would be considered a draw. They could then compete again.
This competition would not be a competition between the people who had participated in the previous rounds. Instead, they would choose a new person and the final winner would be decided by a new round.
"Good!" Elder Jiang shouted. His face was full of joy. He was very pleased that Lin Man could win.
"Hehe, Junior Sister Lin did not disappoint me. Leave the rest to me!" Senior Brother Wan, Wan Shengxiang, smiled.
Lin Man had given him a chance to win and she had paved the way for him. Otherwise, he would not have had to fight.
The disciples of Wind-thunder Sect were overjoyed. Only one person frowned. That person was Su Mo.
After Lin Man had won, the next battle between Wind-thunder Sect and Wan Shengxiang would be the most crucial one.
If Wan Shengxiang won, Wind-thunder Sect would stand a chance. If Wan Shengxiang lost, they would not stand a chance at all.
However, Su Mo was worried about Wan Shengxiang. He would only be confident if he fought Wan Shengxiang himself.
Seeing that Lin Man had won, Su Mo quickly flew back. Wan Shengxiang, who was not far away, waved his sleeve and got ready to fight.
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