Su Mo stood quietly on the battle stage, waiting for others to challenge him.
Whoosh!
A burly young man, holding a spear in his hand, rushed onto the battle platform.
“I’m here to learn from Your Excellency!”
The young man clasped his fists at Su Mo, pierced the air with a flick of the spear, and charged towards Su Mo like a poisonous snake.
Boom!
Su Mo’s battle strength was fully activated, and under the urging of his martial soul, he was cut off from the battle platform with two swords.
This person’s strength is far worse than Yan Ba’s.
After fighting for a period of time, Su Mo already had a rough idea of the abilities of the Martial Soul.
For a martial artist at the sixth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, mobilizing the martial soul is enough to weaken the opponent’s strength by half.
And against a martial artist at the seventh level of the Upper Spiritual Martial Realm, it can probably weaken the opponent’s strength by about 30%.
Even if it is only 30% strength, it is already very remarkable.
If a martial artist at the seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, whose combat power was exactly the same as Su Mo’s, was suddenly weakened by 30%.
Su Mo was confident that he could kill the opponent within ten moves.
Whizzing!
In the following period of time, warriors continued to challenge Su Mo.
These people were all extremely powerful and powerful, but they were still not Su Mo’s opponents, and they were defeated one after another!
Su Mo’s Martial Soul, except that it was not released, had been activated to the extreme. Not only could it defeat the opponent faster, but it could also swallow a lot of true energy and blood energy.
One hundred and five games!
One hundred and six games!
…
One hundred and seventeen games!
One hundred and eighteen games!
It didn’t take long for Su Mo to win 118 games in a row.
The more he fought, the stronger Su Mo became. He devoured the true qi and blood qi of many other people, and his physical strength increased again. His physical strength alone was already comparable to that of ordinary warriors at the seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.
Whoosh!
Another warrior stepped onto the battlefield.
This is a short and stout old man, his eyes are clean and his momentum is surging.
“It’s Mr. Zhong who is on stage!”
“Haha! Elder Zhong’s defense is invincible at the same level. Let’s see how Su Mo can break through!”
In the stands, many people recognized the short and strong old man.
on the battlefield.
The short and strong old man smiled slightly at Su Mo and said, “Your strength, my friend, I admire. Although I can’t beat you, if you want to beat me in a short time, it’s impossible!”
The stocky old man was very confident, with a faint smile on his face.
“Oh? Really?”
Hearing this, Su Mo was also interested. Apart from his sword intent, his current strength has been almost revealed. His extraordinary combat power is obvious to all. This person can still say these words, obviously he has full confidence.
hum~~
The next moment, the old man released his martial soul.
The old man’s martial soul is an illusory golden bell, not high in level, just a seventh-order human-level martial soul.
The mouth of the Golden Bell Martial Soul bell goes down, directly enveloping the old man completely.