Chapter 2025
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"Elder Tong Yu, please arrange for the disciples to fight!" Su Mo urged when he saw that Elder Tong Yu was silent.
"We admit defeat!" Elder Tong Yu gritted his teeth and said with a ghastly expression.
"That would be great!" Su Mo smiled brightly when he heard what Elder Tong Yu had said.
When the Wind-thunder Sect disciples saw this, many of them smiled. They won. It was such a simple victory.
"Haha! Great! "Elder Jiang could not help but laugh. Su Mo had really made him proud.
With Su Mo's strength, they had a glimmer of hope against the Dark Shadow Tribe.
After all, Su Mo was only a Middle Stage Martial Sage. They would definitely win the Middle Stage Martial Sage battle.
Wan Shengxiang's face darkened as he took in a deep breath. Cold light flashed in his eyes and no one knew what he was thinking.
"Interesting. Your combat strength is rare. My hands are itching to fight you!"
An Jian crossed his arms in front of his chest on the Dark Shadow Tribe's side as a fighting spirit flashed across his face.
He had never seen such a powerful genius before. Where did this Su Mo come from at Lv 4?
"There is no need to be anxious. There will be plenty of opportunities!"
Su Mo lightly said. With that, he looked at Elder An Lin from the Dark Shadow Tribe and said, "Elder An Lin, arrange for the disciples to fight!"
Elder An Lin was expressionless as he nodded his head. Although Su Mo was strong, the battle with the Dark Shadow Tribe would not be decided in a single battle.
In the entire Wind-thunder Sect, Su Mo was the only powerful one. The others were not a threat.
"Fight!" Elder An Lin looked at an Initial Stage Martial Sage genius beside him and said.
The genius from the Dark Shadow Tribe nodded his head and lifted his leg to fight.
"Wait!" Su Mo immediately raised his hand to stop the genius from fighting.
"What is it?" Elder Tong Yu asked curiously.
"There is no need to fight the Initial Stage Martial Sage battle. We admit defeat!" Su Mo said loudly.
"Admit defeat?" Elder Tong Yu was stunned when he heard that. Everyone did not understand.
There were only four battles in total and Su Mo wanted to admit defeat for one of them. What was he doing?
"Su Mo, how can we admit defeat?" Elder Jiang was very anxious. They did not have much hope of winning, but Su Mo had admitted defeat. Was he giving up on purpose?
The rest of the Wind-thunder Sect disciples were puzzled. Su Mo must have wanted Wind-thunder Sect to win the fight.
However, why did the Beginner Realm Martial Sages have to admit defeat? This was illogical!
"Elder Jiang, I have my own plans!"
Su Mo waved his hand at Elder Jiang. He then looked at Elder An Lin and said, "My Wind-thunder Sect admits defeat in the first round. I will fight in the next three rounds."
"What?" When Elder Tong Yu heard what Su Mo had said, he was stumped once again. He immediately shouted coldly, "Su Mo, are you kidding me? There is no such rule in the contest."
How could he agree to such a request?
Su Mo's combat strength had already been displayed. Other than An Jian, no one else could match up to him.
Therefore, Elder Tong Yu would never agree to this request.
Everyone was stunned. It turned out that Su Mo had such a plan. No wonder he admitted defeat in the first round.
It seemed that Su Mo had absolute confidence in winning the next three rounds!
However, the crowd did not have much confidence in Su Mo as An Jian was not an ordinary godly talent.
"There is no such rule?" Su Mo laughed. He then turned his head to look at the crowd and asked, "Everyone, is there a rule in the contest that one person cannot fight more than once?"
The crowd looked at each other in confusion.
"No!" Elder Jiang was the first to answer. There was indeed no such rule.
According to the rules, there would be a total of four battles. Those with high cultivation ranks would not participate in the battles of lower cultivation ranks and those with lower cultivation ranks would not participate in the battles of higher cultivation ranks.
"In that case, let me ask everyone again. Is there a rule in the contest that those with lower cultivation ranks cannot participate in the battles of higher cultivation ranks?" Su Mo asked again.
"No!" Elder Jiang answered again. There was no such rule. No one would be so arrogant as to use a lower cultivation rank to fight a godly talent with a higher cultivation rank.
"That's right!"
Su Mo wore a warm smile as he looked at Elder An Lin and said, "Since there is no rule, why can't I fight three rounds in a row?"
"This …!" Elder An Lin was instantly at a loss for words. There was indeed no such rule. However, if Su Mo did so, wouldn't the situation be a mess?
"What a sharp-tongued man!"
An Jian sneered as fighting spirit surged in his eyes, "Don't waste your breath. Let's fight to decide the winner!"
No one from the Dark Shadow Tribe could defeat Su Mo in a battle between a Middle Stage Martial Sage and an End Stage Martial Sage. As such, An Jian was not willing to argue with Su Mo anymore.
If he attacked, he could defeat Su Mo in one battle and decide the winner.
"Alright, if you win, the Dark Shadow Tribe will win. If you lose, the Dark Shadow Tribe will lose!" Su Mo's eyes flashed. He had been waiting for these words.
Elder An Lin nodded his head slightly and did not stop An Jian. He had full confidence in An Jian.
Shoosh!
With that, a bright light flashed and An Jian strode towards the battlefield.
Poof!
Elder Jiang took in a deep breath. Success or failure depended on this battle and he hoped that Su Mo could create a miracle.
The disciples of the Wind-thunder Sect started to get nervous. This battle would determine the final outcome of the battle.
Through this battle, one could see how powerful Su Mo was.
Very quickly, An Jian arrived at the battlefield and stood a few kilometers away from Su Mo.
"You and I are both swordsmen. Let's see whose sword is sharper!" An Jian's long hair flowed down to his waist as he stared at Su Mo with a mocking look in his eyes.
"I heard that your Fighting Soul is the Great Rotating Sacred Sword Fighting Soul ranked 14th on the Archean Martial Soul Board. I would like to see it for myself!" Fighting spirit surged in Su Mo's eyes. He did not underestimate An Jian.
After all, a Fighting Soul of such a high ranking would not be simple.
At that point, Su Mo's heart was moved. He wanted to devour An Jian's Fighting Soul. It would be a waste if he did not take such a strong Fighting Soul.
However, he had no feud with An Jian and it would not be good for him to devour An Jian's Fighting Soul.
Most importantly, if he devoured An Jian's Fighting Soul, he would not be able to stay here any longer.
"Great Rotating Sacred Sword Fighting Soul, you have the right to see it!" An Jian laughed proudly. In the next instant, his body suddenly disappeared.
The bodies of the Dark Shadow Tribesmen were illusionary and did not seem real. However, at that point, An Jian was not illusionary. He had completely disappeared.
There was no movement in the space and An Jian seemed to have evaporated into thin air.
Su Mo's eyebrows jumped. This was the Natal Power of the Dark Shadow Tribe and it felt similar to his Invisible Fighting Soul.
Su Mo's spiritual senses swept out and his mental strength covered a radius of a few hundred kilometers.
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