“Is the Shadow Clan really that strong?” Su Mo was skeptical. Except for the Tyrant Clan, there were not many people in the same rank who could match the Shadow Clan geniuses. Isn’t that an exaggeration?
“The reason why the Shadow Clan is powerful is not only because of their natal supernatural powers, but also because of their fighting spirit!” Xu Ming said.
“Have a fighting spirit?” Su Mo was surprised. Most of the general alien races did not have fighting spirits, and very few had fighting spirits.
It’s no wonder that the Shadow Clan is ranked sixteenth on the list of the ancient ten thousand races. It turns out that they still have battle spirits.
“yes!”
Xu Ming nodded, and then looked at a tall and straight young man with long hair hanging down his waist among the Shadow Clan. Jian, possesses the battle spirit of Wanhua Shenjian, which ranks fourteenth on the Immemorial Martial Soul List, is extremely powerful, and ranks eighteenth on the Saint King List!”
In the words, Xu Ming’s voice was full of reverence. Facing this kind of genius, their chances of winning did not exist.
“War Spirit of Myriad Transformation Sword?” Hearing this, Su Mo’s eyes flashed. This person actually has the fourteenth most ancient martial spirit.
He had never seen such a powerful fighting spirit before. He had defeated many geniuses in Tianhuang, but he had never seen such a ranked fighting spirit. He never thought that he would be able to see it when he first arrived in Xuanhuang.
What surprised Su Mo even more was that Xuanhuang also had a list of holy kings.
However, this person has such a powerful fighting spirit, and he is only ranked eighteenth among the holy kings, so it must be normal in other aspects.
When the cultivation base reaches the realm of martial saints, the comprehensive combat power of a warrior cannot be controlled by the battle spirit alone.
Cultivation techniques, martial arts, profound meanings, blood physique, battle spirit, etc., are all factors that determine the strength of a warrior.
Even if he has the No. 1 battle spirit in the ancient martial spirit list, his strength in other aspects is not as good as expected, and his strength will not be too terrifying.
“Yes! This kind of fighting spirit is very powerful, beyond our imagination!”
Xu Ming sighed, then looked at Su Mo in surprise, and said, “The Dark Sword is very famous in Xuanhuang. Hasn’t Su Mo heard of it?”
“Of course I’ve heard of it, but I didn’t have the chance to meet it!” Su Mo smiled. He came from nowhere, how had he heard of the other party’s name?
“The competition is about to start, brother Su, you will definitely increase your knowledge!” Xu Ming looked into the field and said in a deep voice.
Su Mo looked up and saw an ugly Eight-eyed tribe strode towards the field.
This person was dressed in black, with an unshaven beard, and the eight eyes above his forehead were gloomy, making him look very frightening.
“Shenzong of Fenglei, who will fight with me?”
The eight-eyed tribe in black looked around at the disciples of the Fenglei Shenzong and shouted loudly.
Whoosh!
There was a sound of piercing through the air, and that Junior Brother Huo entered the camp of the Fenglei Shenzong.
This Junior Brother Huo, named Huo Yun, has a handsome face and a unique temperament, and his cultivation is at the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm.
This first battle started from the early days of the Martial Saint Realm.
“Huo Yun, you are not my opponent at all, how dare you play?”
Tong Qiu of the eight-eyed tribe immediately showed disdain when he saw that Huo Yun was on the stage.
This kind of battle is held every six months. It is not the first time he has participated in the battle, and it is also not the first time for Huo Yun to participate in the battle.
A year ago, he had fought against Huo Yun, and the opponent was not his opponent at all.
“We were not opponents before, but it doesn’t mean we are no opponents now!” Huo Yun had a firm look on his face.
“Okay, I’ll let you taste the taste of failure again!”
Tongchou sneered, a huge aura rose from his body, and the void within ten thousand miles around him exploded instantly.
Huo Yun did not show any weakness, the sword light in his hand flashed, and a bright silver long sword appeared, and the power of the sword soared straight into the sky.
The two of them were not in a hurry to act, and the two huge auras collided non-stop, causing the void to explode continuously.
“good!”
In the Fenglei Shenzong camp, Elder Jiang nodded slightly. Huo Yun’s strength has improved a lot in the past six months.
“Sheng Xiao, what do you think Huo Yun has a chance of winning?” Elder Jiang asked ‘Senior Brother Wan’ beside him.
“The odds are between five and five!” Senior Brother Wan folded his arms around his chest and said in a deep voice.
“En!” Elder Jiang nodded, he also felt the same way, Huo Yun’s chances of winning were between five and five.