Warrior's Promise Chapter 2024 - Great Rotating Sword Fighting Soul

Chapter 2024: Great Rotating Sword Fighting Soul

“Elder Tong Yu, please send a disciple up for battle!” Su Mo persuaded him, seeing that the elder was silent.

“We admit defeat!” As his face darkened, Elder Tong Yu gritted his teeth and glowered.

“Great!” Su Mo’s face lit up instantly with a smile.

Many smiles emerged on the faces of the Wind-thunder Sect disciples. They had won so easily.

“Haha! Great!” Elder Jiang burst out into laughter. Su Mo had brought pride to him.

With Su Mo’s strength, they had a hope of confronting the Dark Shadow Tribe.

After all, Su Mo was only a Middle Stage Martial Sage. He could sweep out all the Middle Stage Martial Sages.

Wan Shengxiang’s face darkened as he sighed deeply. Cold radiance crossed his light as he pondered deeply.

“Interesting, your combat strength is rare. I am itching for a fight!”

In the side of the Dark Shadow Clan, Tong Jian held his arms across his chest as a smile stretched across his face.

He had never seen such a talented individual. Where did Su Mo come from?

“You don’t need to rush, you have plenty of chances!”

Su Mo lightly said. With that, he turned towards Elder An Lin and said, “Elder An Lin, please send someone out!”

Elder An Lin remained expressionless as he nodded his head. Although Su Mo was strong, he might not want against a battle with the Dark Shadow Tribe.

Among all the Wind-thunder Sect members, Su Mo was the only talent. The others were not worth mentioning at all.

“Go!” Elder An Lin turned towards an Initial Stage Martial Sage beside him and lightly ordered.

This talent of the Dark Shadow Tribe nodded his head and stretched his leg out, intending to battle.

“Wait!” Su Mo immediately raised his hand and stopped the young man.

“What is it?” Elder Tong Yu asked in confusion.

“We don’t have to battle against the Initial Stage Martial Sages, we admit defeat!” Su Mo shouted.

“Admit defeat?” Elder Tong Yu jumped in surprise. No one could understand what Su Mo was doing.

There were four battles in total but Su Mo was admitting defeat to one. What was he trying to do?

“Su Mo, how can we admit defeat?” Elder Jiang urgently asked. They had a low hope of winning but Su Mo had admitted defeat for a battle. Was he purposely giving up?

Many of the Wind-thunder Sect members held confused looks. If Su Mo stepped up, he must be trying to win for the Wind-thunder Sect.

However, why did he admit defeat for an Initial Stage Martial Sage battle? That didn’t make sense!

“Elder Jiang, I have a plan!”

Su Mo waved his hand dismissively towards Elder Jiang before he looked at Elder An Lin and continued, “The Wind-thunder Sect will surrender for the first round. The next three rounds will be handled by me alone.”

“What?” Elder Tong Yu jumped in surprise before he yelled angrily, “Su Mo, what nonsense are you trying to do? There is no rule in the battle like this.”

How could he agree to Su Mo’s request?

Su Mo had showed his combat strength. Aside from An Jian, no one else could go against him.

As such, Elder Tong Yu would not agree to Su Mo’s request.

Everyone was also taken aback. If Su Mo actually had such a request, it was no wonder he had admitted defeat for the first battle.

It seemed that Su Mo had absolute confidence that he could win the next three rounds.

However, the crowd did not have too much confidence in Su Mo. An Jiang was no ordinary G.o.dly talent.

“There isn’t this rule?” Su Mo laughed as he turned to his surroundings, “Everyone, is there a rule in the contest that one person cannot partic.i.p.ate in more than one round?”

Everyone instantly exchanged looks.

“Nope!” Elder Jiang spoke first. There wasn’t a definite rule that prevented that.

That was because, according to the rules, the two partic.i.p.ants had to partic.i.p.ate in all four battles. Martial artists could not partic.i.p.ate in lower-ranked battles and low-ranked martial artists would not partic.i.p.ate in the higher ranked battles.

“Then, I ask everyone again. Is there a rule that states that lower-ranked martial artists cannot battle against higher-ranked ones?” Su Mo asked in a loud voice again.

“No!” Elder Jiang replied again. There was no need for such a rule as no one would boldly battle against someone of a higher cultivation rank than him.

“That’s it then!”

Su Mo smiled as he stared at Elder An Lin and said, “Since there is no such rule, why can’t I partic.i.p.ate in the next three matches?”

“This…!” Elder An Lin was rendered speechless. There was indeed no such rule. However, if Su Mo got his way, the contest would be wrecked!

“What a sharp mouth!”

An Jian scoffed as battling intent surged in his eyes, “You don’t have to waste your words. Let’s settle it with one battle!”

There was no one in the Dark Shadow Tribe of the Middle Stage and End Stage Martial Sage Realm who could win against Su Mo, so An Jian refused to let Su Mo get his way.

He directly stepped out. If he could defeat Su Mo in battle, the loser and the winner would be decided.

“Alright, if you win, the Dark Shadow Tribe wins. If you lose, the Dark Shadow Tribe loses!” A bright light flashed through Su Mo’s eyes. He had been waiting for this.

Elder An Lin nodded his head slightly. He did not stop the battle as he had absolute confidence in An Jian.

Shoos.h.!.+

Rays of light flashed through the sky as An Jian stepped forward.

Whew!

Elder Jiang sighed deeply. The victor would be decided in this battle and he prayed that Su Mo would be able to create a miracle.

Nervousness filled the hearts of the Wind-thunder Sect disciples. This battle was definitely the last crucial battle.

With this fight, they would be able to see how strong Su Mo was.

Very quickly, An Jian arrived in the middle of the grounds, separated from Su Mo by a dozen meters.

“Both of us are swordsman. Let’s see whose sword is sharper!” An Jian’s curtain of black hair fell to his waist as he glared at Su Mo.

“I heard your Fighting Soul is ranked fourteenth on the Archean Martial Souls Board, the Great Rotating Sacred Sword Fighting Soul. I want to see how strong it is!” Battling intent surged in Su Mo’s eyes. He did not underestimate his opponent.

After all, such a highly ranked Fighting Soul would be strong.

At that point, his heart was moved and he had a desire to devour An Jian’s Fighting Soul. it would be a pity to let off such a strong Fighting Soul.

However, he was grudgeless against An Jian and it wouldn’t be right for him to devour An Jian’s Fighting Soul.

Most importantly, if he devoured the man’s Fighting Soul, he could no longer stay there.

“The Great Rotating Sacred Sword, you have the qualifications to see it!” An Jian snickered. All of a sudden, his body disappeared.

The body of the Dark Shadow Tribesmen was virtual. However, at that point, An Jian was not virtual. He had disappeared into thin air.

There wasn’t a movement in s.p.a.ce, and it seemed as though An Jian had evaporated into thin air.

Su Mo raised his eyebrows. The strength of the Dark Shadow Tribe seemed very similar to his Invisible Fighting Soul.

Spreading out his Spiritual Senses, Su Mo heightened his alertness.

However, there wasn’t a single thing within a hundred kilometers of him. There was no sign of An Jian, not even a single aura of him.