Warrior's Promise

Wu Mo was extremely famous in Black Glow City. In the same realm, there was basically no one else who was worthy of being his contender!

Maybe there were a few people whose power was equal to that of Wu Mo, yet they did not dare to fight him so easily as Wu Mo's means were strange. Once they were defeated, death was a given.

As for Wu Mo's Fighting Spirit, it was extremely special and rare, one in a hundred million.

As for his Martial Spirit, it gave dreams!

It was called "Dream Realm Fighting Soul."

Su Mo's heart sank slightly. He was not afraid of the strength of the other party, but his strange methods would make him hard to deal with.

At this moment, Wu Mo, who was clad in a black robe, also looked at Su Mo. Both pairs of eyes stared intently at each other, shooting invisible fire rays.

"You are crazy!" Wu Mo opened his mouth, his voice slightly hoarse and very harsh.

"Am I?" Su Mo shrugged, declining to comment.

"I challenge you. Do you dare to accept it?"

Wu Mo stood up and said indifferently, "Don't rush to answer, I will give you time to think about it because of those who have dared to fight me before. None of them in the same rank have lived!"

Wu Mo's voice was not loud, but the confidence within it was higher than the mountains and deeper than the seas. This was the resolute confidence of an invincible model of the same rank.

The entire battlefield was quiet. Everyone's gaze fell upon Su Mo, wanting to see if Su Mo dared to accept the challenge or not.

Once Su Mo agreed, he would practically be dead!

Wu Mo's power was actually not that strong, however it was weird and unparalleled. Even someone whose power was way higher than Wu Mo's had to panic at his hands.

Su Mo was expressionless. From Wu Chen's memory, Wu Mo's name resounded in his ears.

"Dream Realm Fighting Soul?" Su Mo's curiosity was piqued. What was this Fighting Soul? What were its abilities?

On the Platform, Wu Yuan saw that Su Mo had not agreed immediately. His mind turned as he sneered, "Wu Chen, so what if your Fighting Strength defies the natural order? You still do not dare to battle Wu Mo!"

He was worried that Su Mo would not agree to the battle and started taunting him to stir up the competitive spirit within Su Mo.

Su Mo took no notice of Wu Yuan, his stare was fixed on Wu Mo, clad in the black robe. He stayed silent for a moment and then nodded heavily.

"Go up to the Fighting Platform!" Su Mo said dryly. No matter what strange tactics the other party was going to use, he was not the least bit scared.

"Very good!" Wu Mo grinned upon hearing this, revealing his pearly white teeth. It looked unusually awe-inspiring.

Swoosh!

In the next moment, a black shadow flashed and Wu Mo's body appeared on the Fighting Platform, opposite Su Mo.

"Since you have chosen death, I will fulfil your wish!" Wu Mo said icily.

"Don't be so full of yourself!" Su Mo's eyes blazed with murderous intent.

"Have a taste of nightmares!" Wu Mo smiled coldly and instantly the shadow behind him rose. It was a misty fog.

This mist was greyish in color. As soon as it appeared, it expanded rapidly and filled the entire Fighting Platform.

Unsurprisingly, Su Mo's body was immediately shrouded by the hazy mist.

In the next moment, the scene before his eyes started to change and he appeared to be in a dark room.

The room was like a cage and Su Mo found that both his hands and legs were tied to a giant cross skeleton with a thick metal chain.

His was weak, incomparably weak, as if his body cultivation had all but disappeared.

"What's going on?" Su Mo turned pale with fright, he was completely confused by the situation! How had he been captured?

Was this an illusion? Or was it a dream?

"Heh, heh! Wu Chen, how do you want to die?" Wu Mo appeared in front of Su Mo, holding in his hand a short knife that was as thin as a cicada's wings.

"Wu Mo, what place is this?" Su Mo asked in a quiet voice.

"This is a dream, a dream I made for you!" Wu Mo grinned, again revealing his white teeth. He did not hide anything from those who were of the same rank as him, not many had been able to escape from his dream realm.

"Dream Realm!" Su Mu's heart sank, however he was not that surprised. The other party's Fighting Soul was a Dream Realm Fighting Soul which could create many unexpected Dream Realms.

The only thing was that he did not expect this Dream Realm to be this strange and scary!

Tch!

At that instant, Wu Mo stretched out his hand and stabbed the short knife directly into Su Mo's chest.

"Uh--"

Su Mo suddenly snorted and an intense pain shot through his body. Fresh blood flowed down his chest.

"My favourite thing to do is kill talents, especially powerful talents!" While speaking, Wu Mo pulled out the short knife and stabbed Su Mo's body once again.

With two cuts, the blood in Su Mo's body flowed out like a spring, and intense pain shot through his heart.

However, Su Mo calmed himself down and immediately communicated with his Devouring Fighting Soul

This place was just a Dream Realm, and his Cultivation Power was definitely of no use. It could only be broken by a Fighting Soul!

Fortunately, although this was a Dream Realm, Su Mo was still able to communicate with the Fighting Soul within him.

Just as he was about to activate the Devouring Fighting Soul, he immediately suppressed this thought. The Dream Realm Fighting Soul of the other party was quite extraordinary and he wanted to to test how powerful it was.

In an instant, Su Mo communicated with the White Long Sword Fighting Soul and activated the Fighting Soul's power.

Buzz Buzz Buzz~~

The Sword Power reversed and shot out from his body, carrying with it a shocking blade that immediately caused the entire Dream Realm Cage to shake slightly.

However, even though the Cage was shaking, there seemed to be no sign of it shattering.

"It's useless, my Dream Realm Fighting Soul is a unique Perfect Soul, one in ten thousand, you can't break it!" Wu Mo sneered and resumed using the short knife in his hands to slash Su Mo's body.

Tch Tch Tch!!

The sound of a sharp blade slashing flesh resounded, making the crowd grimace. Not long after, dozens of cuts so deep that one could see bone appeared on Su Mo's body.

All of the blood inside his body was nearly drained. His body was weak, and it was almost as if he did not have the strength to lift a finger.

However, Su Mo was not worried. This was just a dream, and as long as he was tenaciously defended his mind, he would not die.

He had also guessed that his opponent would presumably use cruel means to destroy his will and crush his beliefs before completely killing him.

At this moment, Su Mo communicated with the 12 types of Sword Martial Souls once again. Together with the White Long Sword Fighting Ghost, the Sword Strength of his body was extremely powerful.

Rumble!

After which, Su Mo used a large portion of the Martial Souls and Fighting Souls and his Cage started to shake violently, as if it were unable to bear a heavy load.

"How is this possible? Your Fighting Soul is actually so powerful?" Upon seeing this Wu Mo's face turned pale with shock.

The Dream Realm that Wu Mo created was on the verge of collapsing. Was Wu Chen's Fighting Soul also a Perfect one?

"Hmph! No matter how strong you are! Don't even think of destroying my Dream Realm!" Wu Mo snorted. As he tried his utmost best to stabilise the Cage, he raised the short knife in his hand and charged towards Su Mo, aiming for his brain.

"I want your Fighting Soul!" a weak shout came out of Su Mo's mouth as he immediately activated his own Devouring Fighting Soul.

He had already figured out the bottom line of Wu Mo's Dream Realm and breaking it open was going to be as easy as pie.

Boom!

As the Devouring Fighting Soul was activated, the entire Space of the Prisoner Cage instantly collapsed and disappeared into thin air.

"This is impossible!"

Wu Mo's shocked voice reverberated and his cries instantly stopped.

…..

The outside world.

All the people in the battlefield were wide-eyed, staring intensely at Wu Chen and Wu Mo on the Fighting Platform.

Both of them stood still, as if they had completely turned to stone.

The crowd was aware that the two of them had already started battling.

This was an invisible contest, it was both strange and scary!

Whenever Wu Mo killed people, a drop of blood would never be seen, yet he could take away the person's life.

"How long do you think Wu Chen can last for?'

"Wu Chen is very powerful, he should be able to hold on to a dozen more breaths!"

"That's not possible. For all those who were of the same rank, no one has ever been able to last above ten breaths at Wu Mo's hands!"

"My guess is he can last for a duration of seven or eight breaths!"

Many whispered among themselves, guessing how long Su Mo could last in the hands of Wu Mo.

Nobody had thought that Su Mo would be able to last for more than ten breaths, as all those of the same rank that Wu Mo had killed previously did not reach ten breaths, no matter how strong they seemed.

A faint smile appeared on Wu Yuan's face. Wu Chen was finally going to die and Wu Lie's life would be avenged.

Just at that moment, the crowd saw Wu Chen faltering on the Fighting Platform and their faces instantly turned white.

"Ha, ha! That only took four breaths! Wu Chen could not even last for that long?"

"Six breaths is the maximum!"

"This is indeed what Wu Mo is capable of! How terrifying!"

"Even with Wu Chen's powerful strength, he cannot even last for more than ten breaths under Wu Mo. Wu Mo is truly invincible in this rank!"

When everyone saw this, they burst into an uproar as the commotion in the stadium rose. Wu Chen was going to be defeated!