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Chapter 21 Tang 3, you were born into such a family!
Chapter 21 Tang San, you were born into such a family!
"A ten-thousand-year-old spirit ring?"
Almost everyone in the restaurant was a Soul Master, and each of them was acutely aware of the meaning of a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring.
"Young man, didn't anyone teach you the principle of keeping your sharp edge hidden if you don't have the ability?"
Ye Zhi Qiu looked at Su Mo's four spirit rings and said calmly.
But his heart was already in turmoil.
As a Soul King, his highest Soul Ring was only a thousand-year Soul Ring. How did this young man manage to obtain two ten-thousand-year Soul Rings?
"Do you dare to fight me one-on-one?"
Su Mo slowly walked up to Ye Zhi Qiu and spoke softly.
But he couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion, because Ye Zhi Qiu was far stronger than him in terms of soul power.
Ye Zhi Qiu is probably already at level 55 or higher; Su Mo simply cannot see through his cultivation level.
"I advise you to call your teacher out. If it's a one-on-one fight, I won't hold back."
Ye Zhi Qiu was only 1.7 meters tall. He looked up at Su Mo, not wanting to argue with him.
The young man before him had just reached level 50 in soul power, and with his ten-thousand-year soul ring, he might very well lose.
"Su Mo, don't be impulsive!"
Xiao Wu hurriedly advised.
The higher the realm, the greater the gap; a Soul King's soul power is more than three times stronger than a Soul Sect Master's.
"Su Mo, I'll fight alongside you!"
Dai Mubai suddenly spoke, and then walked towards Ye Zhi Qiu.
"That's fine, so people won't say I'm bullying the younger generation."
Ye Zhi Qiu smiled, thinking that it was normal to lose in a group fight.
"Me too!"
"Me too!"
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing spoke one after the other.
Although they were only Great Soul Masters, they still didn't want Su Mo to be bullied.
"Hmph, what are you pretending for?"
Ning Rongrong muttered to herself, not at all believing that Su Mo could defeat Ye Zhi Qiu.
No one present understood the difference between a Soul Master and a Soul King as clearly as she did; it was a world of difference.
Tang San stared silently at everyone, his heart filled with immense excitement.
He desperately wanted Su Mo to be beaten to death here, so that no one would compete with him for Xiao Wu.
Although Xiao Wu hadn't paid any attention to him these past few days, Tang San assumed that it was his elbow strike that had angered Xiao Wu.
Su Mo looked at everyone and felt a little moved.
He shook his head at the crowd: "If you really want to help me, then let me fight him one-on-one."
"Su Mo! Even at a time like this, you're still acting impulsively."
Dai Mubai frowned and couldn't help but shout.
Su Mo simply shook his head silently, his expression resolute.
"Walk?"
Su Mo looked at Ye Zhi Qiu provocatively.
"Walk!"
Ye Zhi Qiu frowned slightly.
He couldn't stop the person in front of him from wanting to be beaten.
The two quickly walked out of the hotel and came to an open space.
The people in the restaurant also came out to watch the game, losing all interest in eating.
After all, a battle between a Soul King and a Soul Master with a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring is something that may never be seen again in a lifetime.
"What's your name?"
Ye Zhi Qiu suddenly asked.
"Level 50 Soul Weapon Master, Su Mo."
Su Mo spoke calmly, without hiding anything.
His words had barely left his lips when they caused a huge uproar.
Tang San looked at Su Mo in disbelief. He had always thought that Su Mo was still at level 41 and that he would be able to surpass him soon after he started cultivating.
To everyone's surprise, Su Mo reached level 50 in just a few days, a breakthrough speed that was astonishing.
"Hmph, so what if you're level 50? When Grandpa Sword arrives, he'll annihilate you instantly."
Ning Rongrong had already thought about how Su Mo would die a few days later. She wanted to cut off pieces of Su Mo's flesh and let him bleed to death.
"Level 53 Beast Soul King, Ye Zhi Qiu."
Ye Zhi Qiu also revealed his cultivation level and name, indicating that he had already regarded Su Mo as a worthy opponent.
Without further hesitation, he unleashed his third soul skill.
"The mysterious waters surge!"
In an instant, a stream of inky cold air shot out from his mouth.
"Sword Light Shield"
A blood-red light shield suddenly appeared, protecting Su Mo within it.
As the cold front attacked, Su Mo hurriedly channeled his soul power into the light barrier, barely managing to block the attack.
"The mysterious waters surge!"
Ye Zhi Qiu pressed his advantage, shooting out a stream of cold air from his mouth.
Su Mo, not wanting to get entangled, dodged the attack and unleashed his second soul skill.
"Sword Realm Prison!"
A hundred blood-red longswords surrounded Ye Zhi Qiu, ready to kill him at any moment.
"The Black Tortoise protects you!"
Ye Zhi Qiu let out a low growl.
His body was instantly completely encased in the tortoise shell.
With a thought, Su Mo switched from defense to offense with his hundred sharp swords.
A series of clanging sounds rang out, and after a hundred attacks, Ye Zhi Qiu's tortoise shell only developed a few more cracks.
As the sword formation disappeared, Ye Zhi Qiu swiftly unleashed his soul skill.
"Mysterious Water Frozen in Ice".
A beam of black light, carrying an extremely cold force, swept towards Su Mo. Even with his protective shield, Su Mo felt a chill.
Cold sweat involuntarily trickled down his forehead. Although Ye Zhi Qiu's attacks were not very effective, his defense was abnormally strong.
Looking at Su Mo, who was completely unharmed, Tang San secretly felt it was a pity.
He desperately wanted Su Mo to die on the spot, so that no one would compete with him for Xiao Wu.
"The mysterious waters surge!"
Ye Zhi Qiu launched another attack, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.
Su Mo's defense was already comparable to his, only his attack was slightly inferior.
If Su Mo were a Soul King, he would undoubtedly lose.
This made Ye Zhi Qiu's attacks even more swift; he couldn't afford to lose.
Several jets of water carrying a cold current shot towards Su Mo.
Su Mo could only keep dodging, because the soul power required to repair the shield was too much.
If he were to withstand these attacks head-on, he would have to expend a third of his soul power just to repair the shield.
"I'm going to find Teacher Zhao."
Dai Mubai frowned slightly, said something, and then turned and left.
Tang San, however, released his Blue Silver Grass to block it.
"Tang San! What do you mean?"
Dai Mubai roared and instantly activated his martial spirit.
He angrily tore the Blue Silver Grass in half and walked towards the hotel.
Tang San stopped him again, and said calmly:
"Don't you know that Teacher Zhao is already resting? It's not very nice to disturb her so late."
Seeing the two about to clash, Ning Rongrong immediately released her martial spirit to aid Tang San.
She harbored resentment towards Dai Mubai for beating her yesterday.
"The seven treasures have names: the first is strength, the second is speed."
Tang San gained a boost, making him far stronger than Dai Mubai.
"I advise you not to bother Teacher Zhao; he's already very tired!"
His tone was threatening, as if he were ready to strike at any moment.
"Alright, alright, I misjudged you; you were born into this family!"
Dai Mubai glared at Tang San angrily, then had no choice but to give up.
After being enhanced, Tang San's strength was close to that of a Soul Master, and he was no match for him.
A room on the second floor of the hotel.
Zhao Wuji stood with his hands behind his back, his face ashen.
He never expected that Tang San would actually stop Dai Mubai.
He was awakened by the battle downstairs and intended to intervene when Su Mo could no longer hold on.
But given the situation, we need to act now.
Say goodbye to your friends!
Ye Zhi Qiu released a black light, preparing to end the battle.
At this point, Su Mo had already exhausted most of his soul power.
Because his opponent's tortoise shell was too abnormal, his several uses of Sword Realm Prison were blocked, and he couldn't deal any damage at all.
But soon, Su Mo remembered the soul bone he had just fused with the day before yesterday.
Given the current situation, it's better to fight to the death.
"Sword Realm Prison!"
Su Mo dodged the black light and released the Sword Realm once again.
"Hmph, still haven't given up?"
Ye Zhi Qiu simply smiled faintly, not taking it to heart.
At this moment, a blood-red sword aura was slowly condensing on Su Mo's right arm.
(End of this chapter)