Warrior's Promise

The extremely powerful strike Ding Tao gave was far beyond that of a normal martial artist in the Peak Lv 3 Spiritual Martial Realm.

With this strike, he could even fight a Lv 4 Spiritual Martial Realm martial artist.

The wide-eyed crowd stared at the fighting ring, wondering how would Su Mo block such a strike.

Having just stepped into Lv 4, Shen Qing's carelessness was one reason why Su Mo managed to kill him, but the latter's mighty strength was the main reason. Su Mo was no worse than the average martial artists in the Peak Lv 3 Spiritual Martial Realm.

Swosh!

His long sword giving off a dazzling radiance, Su Mo brandished it 13 times in a row, making an air-tearing sound.

"Sword Essence of Wind Devil!"

The sword radiance was chilling and 13 rays of sword Qi converged to release the piercingly invincible sword essence. It was enough to destroy everything that blocked its path.

Tch!

Ding Tao's black palm was easily torn the moment it collided with Su Mo's sword essence, and consequently, the devastating sword essence struck him hard.

Whoosh!

Su Mo's sword essence pierced Ding Tao's body and blood gushed from his wounds.

Ding Tao was instantly split in two.

Ding Tao, a martial artist in the Peak Lv 3 Spiritual Martial Realm, was killed by only one slash!

"You are the one who seeking your death, you can not blame me!"

Su Mo shook his head in disdain.

Dead silence once again hung over the hall.

The crowd felt astounded as they looked at the tall boy standing on the fighting ring.

He was too aggressive and domineering!

Was he really a warrior at Lv 2 Spiritual Martial Realm? How could he easily slash someone at Lv 4 and kill Ding Tao, who was at Lv 4? He was violating logic!

"What arrogance! He actually killed two of our people!"

"You are really asking for it!"

"Kill him! Seniors, go up and kill him! Avenge our Sky Alliance!"

Those from the Sky Alliance was truly angered this time, the fury in their eyes burning wildly.

Some of the weaker disciples who feared Su Mo dared not step forward, only resting their hopes on their fellow elites.

Clump! Clump! Clump!

From the reverberating sound of footsteps, a young man dressed in purple walked out of the crowd.

This man, with a long sword hanging on his waistband, looked handsome, tall, and extraordinarily charming.

Approaching the fighting ring, he rose high into the sky with a tread before graciously landing on the ring.

"Su Mo, you killed two of my fellow disciples. I swear I will not let you leave the Decisive Struggle Hall alive."

The young man glared at Su Mo with a sullen face.

"It is Senior Brother Zhao Fu!"

"Haha! With Brother Zhao Fu around, Su Mo's dead meat!"

"Of course! He possesses a Rank 8 Human Class Martial Soul and already reached the Lv 4 last year. Now I suppose he has elevated to the Peak!"

The crowd immediately began chattering about Zhao Fu as soon they saw him on the ring.

Yan Qi smirked, and so did Feng Zilan.

Su Mo was too bold to ruthlessly kill members of the Sky Alliance!

Now that he had aroused public outrage, both would really like to see how he would try and survive this.　　

On the fighting ring, Su Mo frowned. He had just killed Ding Tao, but here came another one.

"You people from the Sky Alliance are so shameless! After I killed the first, the second one comes! After I killed the second, here comes the third! Are you guys attempting victory by attrition?"

Su Mo scoffed sarcastically.

"You recklessly killed our fellow brothers. That is a disgrace of the Sky Alliance. Only your death can wash off our shame."

Zhao Fu said, his ghastly eyes filled with murderous intention.

"Their death is a disgrace to Sky Alliance? You mean it is fine for you all to kill me but not the other way around? Ridiculous!" Su Mo said scornfully.

"I do not want to waste time talking to a dying man. You and I both practice swordplay. Today I will show you what a real swordsman is like."

Zhao Fu snorted and added, "You go first!"

Su Mo squinted. These people really did not know what it meant to stop before everything was too late.

Even if he could kill Zhao Fu, there were still others would stand out and fight him again.

But since Zhao Fu was already on the fighting ring, he would not cower either.

Whoosh!

With a flash of the sword radiance, Su Mo sent a ray of sword Qi at Zhao Fu across the air. It was his attempt at testing his opponent.

"You think this puny attack can hurt me?"

Zhao Fu sneered. With a clang, he unsheathed his sword and effortlessly smashed the oncoming sword Qi with a mere shake of his long sword.

"I only need three stabs to kill you!" Zhao Fu lightly said.　

He instantly leaped up with growing fighting desire and stabbed with his brilliant sword, making a thundering bang.

"Thunder Swordplay, Thunder Shocking the World!"

Indigo sword Qi besieged by thunder and lighting emitted cracking sounds.

Staring at the coming stab, Su Mo though his opponent was far better than Ding Tao and truly deserved to be a Lv 4 Spiritual Martial Realm martial artist.

"Cross Chopping Technique of Wind Devil!"

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two flickering rays of fierce sword Qi intersected and collided with the thundering force.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sword Qi exploded, its destructive aftermath sweeping the ring.

"Infinite Thunder Force!"

Zhao Fu once again wielded his word, having cut down one strike, with even stronger permeating sword momentum.

"Die!" Zhao Fu cried.

Crackle!

Zhao Fu's sword Qi was akin to the sound of thunder striking the earth from the heaven, its thunder doubling in power.

"You are way too weak to kill me!"

A raging gale suddenly surged in the next moment, which was accompanied by a sharp sword voice.

"Swirling Winds and Clouds!"

Su Mo's sword power and his wind force interplayed in the eye of the raging gale, once again sweeping away Zhao Fu's Thunder Sword Qi.

"You are not that bad! I'd say you are qualified to witness my strongest swordplay!"

Surprise fleeted across Zhao Fu's face but he turned arrogant.

Instantly, a white sword shadow rose high behind him. It was a Sword Martial Soul of the Rank 8 Human Class.

After releasing his martial soul, he looked as if he had incarnated a peerless sword whose sharp sword Qi pierced into the welkin.

Swoosh!

Zhao Fu dashed close to Su Mo, agile and quick like a leopard.

A gleaming sword radiance turned into lightning and hurled toward Su Mo as if it were thunder and lightning breaking through the void.

"One Stab of the Thunder Swordsmanship!"

As the name implied, this stab, as swift as lightning, was formidable like rolling thunder.

"It is the One Stab of Thunder Swordsmanship! It is too powerful!"

"It is the final technique of Thunder Swordplay. Its attack power is comparable to the Upper Lv 2 Martial Skill."

"It is already hard to practice Thunder Swordplay, but I did not expect Brother Zhao Fu had even acquired its final technique."

The crowd burst into an uproar after they saw Zhao Fu's swordplay.

Li Feng and Niu Xiaohu grew nervous and anxiously looked at Su Mo on the fighting ring.

Could Su Mo resist this attack?

They doubted he would be able to block such a powerful strike!　　

On the fighting ring, the attack made Su Mo's flesh creep and unprecedented sense of crisis rose in him.

This was the most powerful blow he had ever met.

Four Spiritual Spirals started to violently vibrate inside him, emitting boundless genuine Qi. The force contained in his flesh was completely released with the rattling sound of his bones. He deflected the oncoming strike.

"Final Hit of Heavenly Wind!"

Just then, the wind died down and the air became stagnant. Time seemed to have come to a standstill.

Nothing but one glaring sword radiance was left. It swiftly transformed into a chilling wind blade, unparalleled and incredible.

The wind blade had struck Zhao Fu's Thunder Stab.