Peerless God Lord

Duan Jingtian made no other expression and seemed not to care about He Yangjun's life or death.

After hearing Duan Jingtian's words, Nangong Linjue nodded helplessly.

Duan Jingtian had already spoken, so he could only give up killing Su Mo for the time being.

"Su Mo, in the ranking competition, I hope you can survive until the end!"

After giving Su Mo a reluctant look, Nangong Linjue turned around and walked back.

Nangong Linjue's words meant that Su Mo might not reach the end of the ranking competition and would be killed by others.

It's no longer his turn to take action!

"Don't worry, you and I will have a battle!"

Su Mo said calmly.

After saying this, Su Mo also walked off the fighting platform.

The scene was still silent, but everyone felt extremely uneasy in their hearts.

He Yangjun, ranked ninth among the top ten disciples of the outer sect, was killed so easily!

Su Mo's strength was already incredible.

Now even a fool can see that Su Mo is totally confident and wants to fight to the death with the Tianmen Alliance!

Everyone couldn't help but look forward to it. Is Su Mo really capable of fighting against the Tianmeng?

On the viewing platform, the surprise in Wang Hui's eyes slowly faded away.

Su Mo's strength shocked him.

Although what Su Mo was doing now was a bit too high-profile and too sharp, Wang Hui wasn't too worried.

Because he knew that from the moment Su Mo killed He Yangjun, he had already received Elder Wei's approval.

Su Mo has officially become Elder Wei's personal disciple.

Su Mo naturally knew this.

Afterwards, the game continued.

Battles continued on various battlefields.

So far in the competition, the disciples who have performed most eye-catchingly are none other than the top ten disciples of the outer sect.

However, there are exceptions, except for the super dark horse Su Mo.

A dark horse also appeared on the fifth group of battlefields.

This man, named Wu Meng, was dressed in black robes, had a stern face, and was extremely powerful.

Wu Meng only used four moves to defeat Gu Zhan, who was ranked tenth.

Furthermore, this man fought dozens of moves with the third-ranked Ling Muchen before losing by one move.

"This Wu Meng is really powerful. He is probably among the top five in the outer sect."

"Yes! His strength is probably three points stronger than Su Mo!"

"..."

Wu Meng's performance was so dazzling that many outer disciples discussed it and even compared him with Su Mo, guessing who was the biggest dark horse in this competition.

In the second group where Su Mo was, two people had died, and there was one less battle in each round.

"The second group, Su Mo versus Fei Kuang!"

Finally, in the penultimate round, Su Mo met another strong opponent.

The outer gate ranks fifth, Fei Kuang.

"Ha ha!"

Fei Kuang grinned widely and laughed.

"Su Mo, I originally thought that in this second group, He Yangjun would be the only one to play with me, but I didn't expect that you were stronger than him and you killed him with just two moves."

"Now, just play with me!"

Fei Kuang's face was very rough. After laughing a few times, his tall and mighty body suddenly jumped up, spanning dozens of meters, and landed directly on the battlefield.

Boom!

Fei Kuang's body fell, and the battle platform trembled slightly.

"Haha, as you wish!"

Su Mo's eyes were full of fighting spirit and he quickly climbed onto the battlefield.

On the battlefield, Su Mo and Fei Kuang stood opposite each other.

Fei Kuang was over two meters tall, with explosive muscles all over his body that glowed darkly, making him extremely terrifying.

Just standing there gives people a strong sense of oppression, as if they are facing a wild beast.

Seeing Su Mo and Fei Kuang confront each other, a large number of disciples gathered around the second group of battle platforms.

"I wonder who is better between Su Mo and Fei Kuang?"

"Fei Kuang should be better!"

"That's not necessarily true. Su Mo killed He Yangjun in two moves. His strength is no less than Fei Kuang's!"

"You will know who is stronger after they compete!"

Many disciples were having heated discussions in the audience.

Nangong Linjue and other Tianmeng disciples were also paying close attention to the second group of battle stages.

This battle should give us a glimpse of Su Mo's true strength, right?

"Fei Kuang, are you a master of body training, right?"

On the stage, Su Mo looked at Fei Kuang and asked with a smile.

This Fei Kuang was even more terrifying than the Shilong Su Mo saw in Guanwucheng.

This person is not only stronger, but also has a more fierce and domineering aura.

"good!"

Fei Kuang nodded and said confidently: "I don't need Zhen Qi. I can fight against ordinary sixth-level masters of the Spiritual Martial Realm with just the strength of my physical body."

"Is it?"

When Su Mo heard this, he smiled slightly and said thoughtfully, "I have also practiced the art of body refining. How about we compare our physical bodies?"

As soon as Su Mo said this, before Fei Kuang could say anything, the outer disciples who were watching in the audience exploded.

"Fuck, did I hear that right?"

"Oh my god! Su Mo actually wants to compete physically with Fei Kuang!"

"Isn't this asking for torture?"

The disciples around were in an uproar.

They couldn't help but wonder if Su Mo was out of his mind?

Fei Kuang is more than two meters tall. His muscles are like a dragon or a dragon. He is extremely strong. With his physical body and divine power, he can tear apart ferocious beasts with ease.

And what about Su Mo?

That is to say, the body shape of an ordinary person, well-proportioned, even a little thin, less than Fei Kuang's shoulders, and unable to feel much strength in his physical body.

The two people stood on the stage, forming an extremely sharp contrast.

Under the current situation, Su Mo actually wanted to compete with Fei Kuang physically?

Many disciples were even amused by Su Mo.

On the stage, Fei Kuang was slightly startled when he heard Su Mo's words.

"Su Mo, are you kidding me?"

Fei Kuang sneered, but did not take it seriously. He looked at Su Mo and said, "You want to compete with me physically? With your small body, I will slap you into pieces!"

"Strength doesn't depend on size?"

Su Mo smiled lightly. Immediately, he bent down, raised his fist, and without using any Qi, he punched the battlefield at his feet.

boom!

When Su Mo's fist fell, the fighting platform trembled slightly. Where Su Mo's fist hit, fine cracks instantly appeared on the fighting platform.

"Um?"

Fei Kuang raised his eyebrows, his eyes showing surprise.

With just one punch, cracks can be made out of a solid battle platform. This kind of power is indeed not weak!

"No wonder you want to compete with me in terms of physical strength. It turns out that your physical strength is pretty good too!"

Fei Kuang's eyes suddenly erupted with terrifying fighting intent.

There may be a few people in the entire outer sect who are stronger than him, but no one has ever been able to surpass him in terms of pure physical strength.

Now that he discovered that Su Mo's physical strength was extraordinary, he was immediately delighted.

Boom, boom, boom

Fei Kuang's body twisted slightly, and a crisp sound suddenly erupted from his body.

"In this case, let's compete with our physical strength!"

Fei Kuang's voice was like muffled thunder. After speaking, he strode towards Su Mo.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With every step Fei Kuang took, the powerful sense of oppression intensified, like a beast approaching.

"Exactly what I want!"

Su Mo smiled slightly, and soon a faint golden light appeared on his skin.

The next moment, Su Mo kicked off his feet and rushed towards Fei Kuang. ***3***6***9***

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