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Chapter 342

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"Su Mo, come down!"

Ao Wushuang shouted. He did not want to waste any more time. The most important thing was to defeat Su Mo and obtain the Dragon Luck to open the Firmament Divine Realm.

In the spectators stand, Su Mo stood up, his eyes full of fighting desire.

"Su Mo, just do your best! Second place is already very impressive! "

The Second Elder said. He did not think that Su Mo had the strength to defeat Ao Wushuang, but he did not want to hurt Su Mo, so he comforted him.

"That's right! Su Mo, don't push yourself too hard, or you'll get hurt! "

Elder Wei also reminded him.

Su Mo nodded and said, "I know what I'm doing!"

Then, Su Mo stretched out his body and shot out from the spectators stand to the Central Fighting Ring like a sharp sword.

"Su Mo, you're still young. It's already very good for you to win second place!"

Ao Wushuang nodded and praised Su Mo with his hands behind his back. However, Ao Wushuang's attitude was like an elder commenting on a junior, which made it hard for people to have a good impression of him.

"Second place?"

Su Mo said coldly, "However, I want to try and see if I can go one step further!"

Su Mo was already in second place. Going one step further naturally meant that he could defeat Ao Wushuang and win first place.

"Go one step further?"

Ao Wushuang was startled, then he shook his head and sneered, "You're very brave. Do you think you're qualified to fight me?"

"Qualified? How can you talk about qualification before the winner is decided? "

Su Mo sneered.

Su Mo's words inevitably caused an uproar in the spectators stand.

"Su Mo is actually very confident. Does he really have the strength to challenge Ao Wushuang for first place?"

"Is Su Mo still hiding his strength?"

"That's not possible!"

Everyone was talking among themselves, and their eyes were filled with surprise. Su Mo's strength had always been strong, and no one dared to underestimate him now that he was in second place.

Now that Su Mo's words were full of confidence, they could not help but doubt him.

If Su Mo really had hidden his strength, he might really be able to fight Ao Wushuang.

However, even so, no one thought that Su Mo could defeat Ao Wushuang.

Ao Wushuang, who was invincible among his peers, was one level higher than Su Mo. It was simply a fantasy for Su Mo to defeat him.

In the fighting ring.

"The winner is decided?"

Ao Wushuang's face turned cold and he said proudly, "The moment you stepped onto the fighting ring, the outcome was already decided!"

"I don't want to talk to you. Lose!"

Then, Ao Wushuang made the first move.

"Emperor 'Fist" Wushuang's Su Mo.

Ao Wushuang pulled out his right hand from behind his back and punched out. The vast fist radiance was like a golden sun, and the fist force was unstoppable. It burst through the void and instantly appeared in front of Su Mo.

This punch was incomparably powerful. Wherever the fist light passed, the air instantly exploded and everything was annihilated. Its power was earth-shattering.

Su Mo's face was extremely grave. He had never seen such a powerful attack among the younger generation, which could easily kill a martial artist at Peak Lv 7 True Spirit Realm.

Su "Mo" Tian "Mo" Mo "Su" Tian "Mo" Dead. Wl "Su" Mo "Mo" Mo "Have." Mo "Su" Mo was Su.

The spectators stand was silent. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Ao Wushuang and Su Mo.

"Will Su Mo also be defeated by one punch?" The Ninth Princess was also watching this battle. She had fought with Su Mo and Ao Wushuang before, so she knew their strengths. In her opinion, Su Mo should be able to withstand a few moves from Ao Wushuang, but it was impossible for him to defeat Ao Wushuang!

"Infinite Supremacy!"

Su Mo raised his strength to the strongest state. His nine Spiritual Spirals spun rapidly, and a massive amount of Genuine Vitality poured into the Spirit-slayer Sword. The sword will above his head soared into the sky, and the Grand Completion of the First Order sword will was pushed to the extreme.

At the same time, Su Mo's body shone with a golden light, and a huge shadow of a barbaric elephant suddenly appeared, roaring silently.

"Swoosh!"

The sword radiance tore through the sky and slashed out at an incredible speed. In an instant, it collided with Ao Wushuang's fist radiance.

"Boom!"

There was a loud explosion, and the horrible golden blast wave spread out in a circle, shattering the air within a radius of more than a thousand meters.

Su Mo and Ao Wushuang were covered by the golden blast wave, so no one could see the result of this blow.

One breath later.

Swoosh!

A figure was sent flying backward for thousands of meters before stopping at the edge of the fighting ring.

Everyone looked at it, and they were not surprised to find that it was Su Mo!

At this moment, Su Mo's face was a little red. Ao Wushuang's punch was really powerful. Not only did it push him back thousands of meters, but it also made his blood flow backward.

If it wasn't for the fact that his physical body was strong enough, this blow would definitely have caused him serious internal injuries.

"Su Mo, is this where your confidence comes from?"

Ao Wushuang stood tall and straight, and he sneered. "You're still saying that the winner hasn't been decided yet. You can't even take one of my punches. What qualifications do you have to challenge me?"

Ao Wushuang looked proud. After saying that, he glanced at the Ninth Princess in the distant spectators stand.

Su Mo had defeated the Ninth Princess before, and now he wanted to defeat Su Mo with force. He wanted to show the Ninth Princess that in the Hong Domain, he was the real young king.

Hearing this, Su Mo frowned. Ao Wushuang's strength was both beyond his expectation and within his expectations.

He had expected that Ao Wushuang was very strong, much stronger than him.

However, he had not expected that Ao Wushuang's strength would be this strong!

"Ao Wushuang, do you think you've won?"

Su Mo suppressed his surging Blood Qi and shouted coldly. He did not wait for Ao Wushuang's reply and quickly rushed toward him.

Whoosh!

The flying Su Mo's body suddenly split into two, and then into four. In an instant, there were four Su Mos.

In the next moment, the four Su Mos attacked at the same time, each slashing at Ao Wushuang.

The sharp sword Qi broke through the shackles of space, whistled, and rushed toward Ao Wushuang like lightning.

This avatar technique was none other than the Phantom Avatar that he had obtained in the Ethereal Territory. During this period of time, Su Mo had taken some time to cultivate this secret skill.

These three Phantom Avatars, when cultivated to the Grand Completion Realm, could burst out 90% of Su Mo's strength.

However, Su Mo's cultivation time was too short, so he had only reached the Minor Completion Realm.

Even so, each avatar had 50% of Su Mo's strength, which was half of Su Mo's strength.

In the spectators stand, Mo Yue narrowed his eyes when he saw Su Mo's Phantom Avatars. This was because Su Mo's Phantom Avatars were exactly the same as his Shadowing Skill.

However, his Shadowing Skill could produce 15 avatars, while Su Mo could only produce three.

In the fighting ring.

Ao Wushuang saw Su Mo's avatars turn into four and immediately smiled disdainfully.

"This kind of camouflage skill again. Even Mo Yue's 16 avatars were useless against me, let alone your four!"

Ao Wushuang shook his head and sneered.

"Emperor's Fist — Calm the River!"

"Explode!"

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