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Chapter 2237

Words:2742Update:22/07/14 08:14:14

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Hearing Lian Ting's words, Su Mo's face darkened. He was in a hurry to leave Thousand Abyss City. He had no time to waste on these people.

Moreover, these people were obviously not friendly.

Many disciples were watching from afar. They had been watching silently as Lian Ting and the others were going to make things difficult for Shangguan Hao.

"Guys, I have something else to attend to. Excuse me!" Su Mo cupped his fists and was about to walk past the crowd.

"Whoosh!"

Lian Ting's figure flashed and blocked Su Mo's way.

"Junior Brother Shangguan, we have invited you. Aren't you going to give us face?" Lian Ting said with narrowed eyes.

"Why should I give you face?" Su Mo shook his head and strode away.

He could not be bothered with these people who were up to no good.

"You …!"

Lian Ting was infuriated after being humiliated again. His eyes flashed coldly.

"He's too arrogant!"

"He's so hateful!"

"He's so arrogant!"

The other disciples who followed Lian Ting were all furious. How could a lowly person from the Mortal World be so arrogant? That was ridiculous.

Then, Lian Ting winked at the disciples, and they all moved in a flash, surrounding Su Mo in the blink of an eye.

"Shangguan Hao, aren't you being too arrogant?"

Lian Ting came up to Su Mo and said with a sullen face.

"What the hell do you want?" Su Mo asked sternly. He was also angry. Why did these people come to him again and again?

"Shangguan Hao, I heard that you are very talented and the hall master thinks highly of you. He even gave you Sky Nine Hall!"

Lian Ting sneered and continued, "I'm curious about how extraordinary you are. I'd like to see for myself."

When Su Mo heard this, he instantly understood that it was jealousy that had caused these people to be jealous.

It seemed that many people were unhappy that he had obtained Sky Nine Hall.

"What's your cultivation?" Su Mo stared at Lian Ting and asked coldly.

"Superior Grade 2 True God!" Lian Ting said in a deep voice.

"Grade 2 True God?"

Su Mo chuckled and said disdainfully, "With such a high cultivation, how dare you challenge an Empty God like me?"

"Of course I disdain to attack you!"

Lian Ting shook his head and continued, "However, their cultivation isn't high, so they would like to spar with you!"

Lian Ting pointed at the disciples on his right. These people did not have high cultivations. There were Rank One True Gods, and there were even a few Void Gods.

In the Thousand Abyss Palace, although most of the disciples were Real Gods, there were also Martial Sage Realm and Empty God Realm disciples. There were even disciples with lower cultivation ranks.

After all, the Thousand Abyss Palace mainly looked at talent and potential when they recruited disciples.

The Divine Realm was blessed by the heavens. Regardless of whether it was the environment or resources, it was not something the Lower Realms could compare with.

Anyone born in the God Territory could easily become a Virtual God within a hundred years as long as their talent was not bad.

Some geniuses could become True Gods before they were a hundred years old.

For example, that Senior Brother Liang was a genius who became a True God at the age of a hundred. His talent was extremely good, and he reached the level of a rank three True God at the age of a hundred and fifty.

This was not only because of the problem of resources and environment, but also because of the physique.

Even if a martial artist born in the God Territory did not have the power of the Blood Force, their physique was more than a hundred times better than that of the people of the lower world.

However, no matter how talented a person was, once they reached the True God Realm, their cultivation speed would be many times slower.

A genius who became a True God at the age of a hundred might not be able to reach the level nine True God within a thousand years, and might not be able to become a King God within a hundred thousand years.

"Junior Brother Shangguan, how about you show us the Divine Powers of the lower world?"

"Junior Brother Shangguan, I have never seen the martial arts of the lower world. Please enlighten me!"

"Please, Junior Brother Shangguan!"

The disciples with lower cultivation bases all wore unfriendly expressions as they spoke one after another.

They looked like tigers watching their prey. If Su Mo did not agree, they would not be courteous.

Su Mo frowned. These people were simply too much. Did they really think that he was a pushover?

"Senior Brother, there are so many of you. If all of you want to spar with me, doesn't that mean that I have to face a continuous battle?" Su Mo's face was cold as he looked at Lian Ting, anger rising in his heart.

"Haha, there is no need for a continuous battle. How about this, as long as you are willing to spar, three rounds will do!" Lian Ting said with a smile.

"Alright, where do you want to spar? Tell me!" Su Mo nodded. He knew that if he did not fight today, it would be difficult for him to settle this peacefully.

Instead of arguing here, it was better to finish the fight quickly and then leave.

"That's great. Let's go to the martial practice field!" Lian Ting was secretly happy and raised his hand to lead the way.

The eyes of the disciples were all filled with joy.

It was good that Shangguan Hao had agreed to spar with them. At the martial practice field, they would make this arrogant boy from the lower world suffer.

Seeing this, Su Mo followed Lian Ting's direction and walked toward the martial practice field.

The crowd of disciples headed to the Martial Arts Field in a majestic manner.

"Shangguan Hao is going to spar with Lian Ting!"

"Let's go to the martial practice field to have a look!"

"This is going to be interesting!"

Many disciples who were concerned about this matter saw this and they all headed toward the martial practice field.

Before Su Mo and the others arrived at the martial practice field, there were already hundreds of disciples gathered there.

The martial practice field was not big, with a radius of more than a thousand feet. The ground was paved with a purple jade stone.

This purple jade stone was extremely extraordinary and it faintly absorbed the energy of heaven and earth.

When the powerful martial artists fought on it, the energy would not dissipate but would be absorbed by the ground.

When Su Mo, Lian Ting, and the others arrived at the martial practice field, Senior Brother Liang, who was dressed in a silver robe, also arrived.

He stood not far from the martial practice field and watched quietly. He would not interfere at this time and would leave it to Lian Ting and the others.

On the martial practice field, Su Mo, Lian Ting, and the others stopped.

Then, Su Mo walked to the center of the martial practice field and turned around to look at Lian Ting and the others. He said, "Let me make it clear, I will only fight three rounds. Whoever wants to spar with me, please come up."

"Of course, no more than three rounds!"

Lian Ting said with a smile. Then, he slightly turned his head to look at a young man in a light golden robe beside him and winked.

This young man in a light golden robe looked fierce and his eyes were like sharp swords, giving people a feeling that he was showing off his ability.

However, this person's cultivation was not high. He was only at Rank 3 Empty God Realm, the same as Su Mo.

The young man in a golden robe walked to the center of the martial practice field while the others retreated to the edge of the martial practice field.

"Shangguan Hao, my name is …!"

The young man in a golden robe came to Su Mo and was about to protect his name when Su Mo raised his hand and interrupted him.

"I don't want to know your name. You can fight me now!" Su Mo said flatly. As he spoke, a silver light flashed in his hand and the Taiyun Divine Sword that he had just received appeared in his hand.

"You …!" The young man in a golden robe was instantly enraged and a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes.

This lowly man from the Lower World was too arrogant to look down on him.

Buzz!

A bright light flashed in the young man's hand and a huge golden war saber appeared.

A powerful aura rose from his body, together with a ferocious Saber Intent, which was extremely imperious.

The young man in a golden robe was accumulating power and his aura was getting stronger and stronger.

Su Mo did not attack but just looked at his opponent. He had never seen a martial artist from the Deity Plane fight.

Today, he would like to see how strong the people from the Deity Plane were.

"This Shangguan Hao is so arrogant!"

"He is too arrogant!"

"Haha, today we can see how strong the top talents from the Lower World are."

Many disciples who were watching the fight were curious. They had never seen a martial artist from the Lower World and they would like to see it today.

Since this Shangguan Hao could come to the Deity Plane, he must be a top expert from the Lower World and a peerless demon.

The young man in a golden robe was not an ordinary martial artist but a genius disciple of the Thousand Abyss Hall.

In just over 70 years, he had cultivated to Rank 3 Empty God Realm. His combat strength could be said to be the top among those of the same level.

"Shangguan Hao, Shangguan Hao, let's see how you are going to be so arrogant later." Lian Ting stared at the field and smiled coldly.

As for why he sent the young man in a golden robe to fight, it was naturally because the young man in a golden robe had the same cultivation as Su Mo. If he defeated Su Mo, it would mean that Su Mo's talent was mediocre and did not deserve the Sky Nine Hall.

On the other hand, if someone with a higher cultivation defeated Su Mo, it would not mean that Su Mo's talent was not high.

Senior Brother Liang stood in the distance, his eyes cold and his face expressionless. He had great confidence in the young man in a golden robe.

Far away from the Martial Arts Practice Field, on the top floor of a towering tower, a figure stood by the window.

This figure was none other than the master of the Thousand Abyss Hall.

"Whether he is a peerless demon or not, he should be able to show a little, right?" The master murmured to himself.

He knew that Su Mo was not simple and he was hiding something.

After all, as the master of the Thousand Abyss Hall, as a person who had lived for more than 100,000 years, his vision and knowledge were not comparable to that of ordinary disciples.

First of all, a Rank 3 Empty God Realm person could not come to the Deity Plane under normal circumstances.

Secondly, Su Mo's willpower, Blood Force, and Fighting Soul power could be sensed. They were extremely extraordinary.

Therefore, this time, he would take this opportunity to see Su Mo's strength.

"Shangguan Hao, take this!"

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