They were filled with envy and jealousy towards Su Mo for having two goddesses!
Many elite disciples of the Martial Arts Refined Hall were cultivating with all their might.
They only had one goal.
On the day of the Mohist Grand Tournament,
He was going to beat up Su Mo, this f * cking winner of life!
However, they did not know that…
Even though Su Mo did not cultivate at all,
However, the harder they cultivated, the harder they were.
The more cultivation EXP Su Mo's Strongest Salted Fish System picked up, the more he would get.
As the host, Su Mo would become even stronger.
Mohist Swordsmanship Experience 66, 77, 88…
Mo Family's internal force fragments 55, 86, 75, 99…
Ding! Congratulations to user Su Mo for reaching Houtian ninth stage!
Ding! Congratulations to host Su Mo for reaching the 10th level of the Mohist Sword Style!
Days passed.
The Mo Family Tournament had finally begun.
All the disciples were united against a common enemy.
He said that no matter who met Su Mo,
They had to avenge their brothers!
……
The higher-ups of the Mo Family sat on the high platform.
Giant and the other commanders discussed.
When the Six-fingered Black Swordsman saw that his son had become the public enemy of the Mo family disciples, his hair turned much whiter.
"This brat,
I had expected him to work harder in the Jingwu Hall.
But I didn't expect him to not only eat, drink, and play all day long,
He even offended all the other male disciples.
Sigh, I'm really worried about this brat.”
Thief Zhi laughed,"Giant, do you think Su Mo can get into the top ten?"”
Six-fingered Black Man shook his head.
"I never expected him to get into the top ten.
Just set a higher goal,
She just hoped that he would make him work harder.
However, in this one month…
This brat didn't even cultivate the internal energy of the Mo family.
They were all just fooling around.
Top ten?
I don't even dare to think,
She only hoped that he wouldn't be too embarrassed.
Just don't get hurt."
Commander Master Xu shook his head.
"Alas, Giant, your son,
He was clearly the most talented person in the Mo family in a hundred years.
But he had such a lazy personality.
If he could cultivate diligently this month,
He might even be able to break Commander Yan Dan's cultivation record.
Reaching Houtian third stage in a month!
What a pity for his super talent!"
The chivalrous Mo commander, Jing Ke, pointed at the many disciples below the stage.
"Today's Mo Family competition is also to select the new First Seat.
I wonder who do you think will be able to defeat the other powerful enemies and ascend to the position of Chief?
I think Qin Wuyang, the best swordsman of the Mo Family, can become the first seat!”
Swordsmith Master Xu also nodded.
"I also think that Sequence Disciple Qin Wuyang can become the first seat!”
"I'm more optimistic about Wu Gong, who has the highest internal energy and cultivation in the Mo family!"”
"You don't know anything." Master Ban shook his head.
My daughter has now obtained a top-notch mechanism, the Vermilion Bird.
Right now, he was undoubtedly the strongest among the three major Sequence disciples.
However, I feel that Su Mo, the son of a giant, might be able to become the First Seat.”
The other commanders laughed.
Giant Six-fingered Black Knight's face darkened.
"Haha!"
"Master Ban, you're joking again!"
"We all know that you've always hated Su Mo's laziness and hate him!
But now that the giant is here, you have to give him face. Don't say such things!”
Master Ban snorted and couldn't be bothered with them.
"I also feel that Su Mo is a little special.”
Sitting next to Master Ban, the Mo Family's Commander Yan Dan spoke.
"Especially lazy?" Thief Zhi laughed.
The cold Yan Dan only shook his head and did not explain further.
He felt that Su Mo was not a simple person.
But it was just a feeling.
It wasn't much evidence.
……
The giant gave the order, and the Mo Family Tournament finally began.
Under everyone's expectant gazes, Su Mo finally went on stage.
He waved his hand.
Behind him, the ice beauty Luo Ning placed the chair behind Su Mo and left.
Su Mo sat on a chair and leaned back.
He closed his eyes.
The big shots on stage were speechless.
Why did it feel like Su Mo wasn't having a nervous competition?
Instead, he was leisurely basking in the sun.
"You…"
Su Mo's opponent, Zhao Yi, was furious!
As soon as the competition began, he drew his sword and was about to slash.
"You…are going to die!"
Su Mo said as he raised his eyebrows.
Although he could crush his opponent, he did not intend to draw his sword and attack. He planned to defeat his opponent with his words.
When he used the Eye of Insight, he immediately saw through all the information about his opponent.
Naturally, he also saw the flaws in his cultivation.
Zhao Yi suddenly paused.
"What do you mean?"
Su Mo calmly said,"Right now, the lower right corner of your abdomen should be aching, right?"
That's because you were too hasty in your cultivation and made a mistake.
If you continue like this, you will die!”
Zhao Yi panicked. Su Mo was right.
No wonder his right abdomen had been hurting more and more recently.
Am I going to die?
"Then what should I do?"
Zhao Yi panicked.
Su Mo could tell what was wrong with him.
Perhaps it could help him solve his cultivation problem.
Su Mo sat on the chair and moved his lips again.
"How about this? You should hurry back now.
If you find the medicine I mentioned and drink it, there's still hope.”
When his opponent Zhao Yi heard this, he immediately jumped off the stage and ran.
Su Mo had won without even moving his hand.
Not to mention the other disciples, even the big shots on the high platform were stunned.
In order to slack off, Su Mo said,
He actually thought of such a method?
Six-fingered Black Man covered his face.
Why do I have such a strange son?
How embarrassing!
Yan Dan's pupils constricted.
Su Mo could actually see the problem with that disciple.
This eyesight was indeed not to be underestimated!
Another opponent went up the stage.
"I, Sun Er, don't feel pain anywhere in my body.
You can't fool me!"
Su Mo shook his head.
"Your sword art has too many flaws. I can defeat you with a raise of my hand!
But because your flaws are too serious, I'm afraid that I won't be able to stop and will kill you!”
"What did you say?" His grandson said angrily," I'm a core elite disciple!
How dare you say that my swordsmanship is flawed?
That's impossible!"
"Ignorant child." Su Mo shook his head." You have no idea how bad your sword skills are.
Your swordsmanship has a total of 33 flaws!
Any one of them could take your life!”
Sun Er thought Su Mo was talking nonsense.
After all, everyone knew that Su Mo had won over the two goddesses because of his words.
He would not believe Su Mo's nonsense like a girl!
"Your first flaw is…"
Sun Er, who was charging at Su Mo, suddenly stopped.
"This…this is indeed my fatal flaw?
Why didn't I think of that?
If the enemy were to target this weakness of mine,
I'm afraid I'll be killed in an instant!"
As he continued to listen, Sun Er knelt down.
"Thank you for pointing out my flaws,
Otherwise, I won't even know how I died!
I admit defeat!"
With that, he went down.
Just like that,
Su Mo sat on a chair and said,
He didn't even move his hand.
While talking and laughing, he pointed out his opponent,
Let the opponent take the initiative to admit defeat.
Gradually advancing,
He was about to become the top ten of the competition.
The big shots watching the battle felt that it was strange.
Even though Su Mo was lazy, he could easily see his opponent's fatal weakness.
It was enough to show how high his attainments in sword theory were.
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