Peerless God Lord

"Elder Tongyu, please quickly arrange for your disciples to go into battle!" Seeing the other party's silence, Su Mo urged him.

"We admit defeat!" His face changed for a moment, Elder Tongyu gritted his teeth and said with an ugly expression.

"That's the best!" Su Mo suddenly smiled when he heard this.

When the disciples of the Wind and Thunder Sect saw this, many of them smiled, saying that they had won so easily.

"Haha! Okay!" Elder Jiang couldn't help laughing. Su Mo really made him proud.

And with Su Mo's strength, they had a glimmer of hope against the Shadow Clan.

After all, Su Mo was only in the middle stage of the Martial Saint Realm. The battle in the middle stage of the Martial Saint Realm could be said to be a sure win.

Wan Shengxiao's face was gloomy, and he took a deep breath, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Interesting, your fighting ability is really rare in the world, it makes my hands itch!"

On the side of the Shadow Clan, Dark Sword crossed his arms over his chest, with a trace of fighting intent on his face.

He had never seen such a powerful genius. Where did this Su Mo come from?

"Don't be anxious, there are plenty of opportunities!"

Su Mo said calmly. After saying this, he looked at Elder An Lin of the Shadow Clan and said, "Elder An Lin, arrange for people to go out to fight!"

Elder Anlin had no expression on his face and nodded slightly. Although Su Mo was powerful, the battle with his Shadow Tribe would not be determined by one battle.

Looking at the Wind and Thunder Divine Sect, only Su Mo is powerful, and the others are not to be feared.

"Go to battle!" Elder Anlin looked at a genius in the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm next to him and said softly.

Hearing this, the Shadow Clan genius nodded and raised his feet to go on stage.

"Slow down!" Seeing this, Su Mo immediately raised his hand to stop the opponent from entering.

"What's wrong?" Seeing this, Elder Tongyu asked in confusion.

"There is no need to compete in the battle at the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm. Let's admit defeat!" Su Mo said loudly.

"Admit defeat?" Elder Tongyu was stunned when he heard this. Everyone was confused.

There were only four battles in total, and Su Mo actually had to admit defeat. What was he doing?

"Su Mo, how can we admit defeat?" Elder Jiang was worried. Originally, they had little hope of winning, but Su Mo actually wanted to admit defeat. Wasn't this giving up on purpose?

Some other members of the Wind and Thunder Sect looked puzzled. Su Mo must have wanted the Wind and Thunder Sect to win when he came on stage.

But now, why should we let the battle in the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm admit defeat? This is unreasonable!

"Elder Jiang, I have my own plan!"

Su Mo waved his hand to Elder Jiang, then looked at Elder Anlin and continued: "My Wind and Thunder Sect will admit defeat in the first battle, and I will take action in the next three battles."

"What?" Elder Tongyu heard this and was startled again. Then he immediately shouted coldly: "Su Mo, are you kidding? There are no such rules in the battle."

How could he agree to Su Mo's request?

Su Mo's combat prowess has been demonstrated just now. Except for the Dark Sword, basically no one can match him.

Therefore, it is impossible for Elder Tongyu to agree to this request.

Everyone was shocked. It turned out that Su Mo had such a plan. No wonder he had to admit defeat in the first battle.

It seems that Su Mo has great confidence and can win the next three games!

However, everyone did not have much confidence in Su Mo, because the Dark Sword was not an ordinary monster.

"Isn't there such a rule?" Su Mo smiled when he heard this, then turned around and looked around, and asked loudly: "Everyone, there are rules in the battle. Can't one person fight multiple times?"

When everyone heard this, they all looked at each other.

"No!" Elder Jiang said first. There is indeed no such rule.

Because, according to the rules, there are a total of four battles between the two sides. People with high cultivation will not participate in low-level battles, and people with low cultivation will not participate in high-level battles.

"Then let me ask you again, in the battle, is it stipulated that those with low cultivation cannot participate in the battle with those with high cultivation?" Su Mo asked loudly again.

"No!" Elder Jiang still said. There is no such rule at all, because there is no such person who would be so arrogant as to fight a monster genius with a low level of cultivation against a high level of cultivation.

"now it's right!"

Su Mo looked at Elder Anlin with a warm smile and said, "Since there are no regulations, why can't I fight three games in a row?"

"This...!" Elder Anlin was speechless. There was indeed no such rule, but if Su Mo was allowed to do this, wouldn't it be chaos?

"What a sharp-tongued person!"

Dark Sword had a sneer on his face, fighting spirit rising in his eyes, and said: "You don't need to waste any more words, let's decide the outcome in one battle!"

In the battle between the middle and late stages of the Martial Saint Realm, it was impossible for anyone from the Shadow Clan to defeat Su Mo. Therefore, the Dark Sword was unwilling to argue with Su Mo anymore.

He took action directly and could defeat Su Mo in one battle and decide the outcome completely.

"Okay, if you win, the Shadow Clan will win. If you lose, the Shadow Clan will lose!" Su Mo's eyes flashed. This was what he was waiting for.

Elder An Lin nodded slightly, but he did not stop him. He had full confidence in the Dark Sword.

Uh-huh!

Immediately, the light flashed, and the dark sword strode towards the field, one step thousands of miles away.

call!

Elder Jiang took a deep breath. Success or failure depended on this. He hoped that Su Mo could really create a miracle.

All the disciples of the Wind and Thunder Sect became nervous. This battle would be the absolute final victory.

This battle also showed how far Su Mo's strength had reached.

Soon, the Dark Sword came to the field and stood more than ten thousand miles away from Su Mo.

"You and I are both swordsmen, let's see whose sword is sharper!" Dark Sword had long hair hanging down his waist and stared at Su Mo with a teasing look in his eyes.

"I heard that your fighting spirit is the Ten Thousand Transformations Divine Sword fighting spirit that ranks fourteenth on the ancient martial spirit list. I want to learn from it!" Su Mo's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he did not underestimate him.

After all, it would definitely not be easy to have such a high-ranking fighting spirit.

At this moment, he had some thoughts in his heart and wanted to devour the opponent's fighting spirit. It would be a big loss if he didn't want such a powerful fighting spirit.

However, he had no grievances against this person, so it would not be good if he directly devoured the other person's fighting spirit.

The most important thing is that if he swallows the opponent's fighting soul, he will definitely not be able to stay here any longer.

"You are qualified to see the Divine Sword of Ten Thousand Transformations, which resolves all kinds of magic!" Dark Sword smiled proudly, and the next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared.

The bodies of the people of the Shadow Tribe seemed illusory and unreal, but at this moment, the Dark Sword was not illusory, but had completely disappeared.

There was no fluctuation in the space, and the Dark Sword seemed to have evaporated.

Seeing this, Su Mo raised his eyebrows. This was the Shadow Clan's natal magical power, and it felt very similar to his invisible fighting spirit.

The spiritual consciousness swept out, and Su Mo's spiritual thoughts covered hundreds of thousands of miles in radius.

However, within hundreds of thousands of miles, there was nothing, no trace of the Dark Sword, not even a trace of breath.