Chapter 1282: I, Wu Chen, Accept!
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Infinite Sword Qi flew past as blood spurted everywhere and the stench of torn flesh permeated the air. The Blood Arrow that shot up into the sky seemed like a fountain, spurting blood all over the Air Shield arrays.
Before they could even let out a scream, Wu Lie and Wu Yu'er had been shredded to pieces. Their bodies turned to dust suspended in the air, spewing in all directions along with the Dark Force that cascaded down on the arena.
With lightning fast reflexes, Su Mo stepped out and charged towards the explosion that obscured the sky, devouring Wu Lie's Fierce Blaze Stone Fighting Soul.
As for Wu Yu'er's Fighting Soul, it had integrated into the long sword. Under the fierce attack not a moment ago, it had been completely annihilated.
Su Mo was not worried about being discovered by others because the Fighting Platform was in chaos. The blast was overpowering, Ghost Qi thundered through the stadium, sweeping all corners. He devoured the Fierce Blaze Stone Fighting Soul in the blink of an eye, there was no way anyone would have found out.
After a while, the blast slowly disappeared and calm on the Fighting Stage was restored.
Both Wu Lie and Wu Yu'er no longer existed. The only thing that remained was the scrawny body of Wu Chen, who stood perfectly upright on the Fighting Stage.
The entire battlefield was silent. Everyone's faces were blank.
In the blink of an eye, the entire fight had ended.
What's more, the outcome of the battle was the opposite of what everyone had expected.
Wu Chen, who was of Rank 3 Martial Emperor Realm had actually killed Wu Lie and Wu Yu'er, who were of Rank 4 Martial Emperor Realm!
This was totally unexpected!
A moment later, the entire spectator platform burst into an uproar as cheers and gasps of surprise filled the air.
"How is this possible? How did Wu Chen become this powerful?"
"What kind of Ghost skills did he cultivate?"
"Is Wu Chen really this powerful? How have we never heard of this before?"
"What powerful swordsmanship! Overcoming the battle, fighting two people at once, and dealing with them in an instant!"
"No wonder he was fearless!"
The crowd burst into chatter, looking with bewilderment at Su Mo.
As someone who was not reputable and whose talent was only average in the past, to suddenly rise to such immense power created quite an impression on the crowd.
Of course, other than express shock, many faces darkened.
Many of them were hoping that Wu Chen would die. After all, he was way too despicable, a beast in human form.
However, now Wu Chen was not only alive, but Wu Lie and Wu Yu'er were dead. This was no good!
Wu Tian Yu looked expressionless and slightly narrowed his eyes, staring fixedly at Su Mo on the Fighting Stage.
He also did not expect Wu Chen to possess this level of strength. Even if he was an experienced fighter, there was no guarantee that he would to take down Wu Lie and Wu Yu'er this quickly.
Of course, his cultivation was only of Rank 2 Martial Emperor Realm, which was one rank lower than that of Wu Chen's.
However, no matter what, Wu Chen's strength was not that much greater than his own, it was only slightly higher.
As he stared at Wu Chen's silhouette, a sense of recognition suddenly grew in Wu Tian Yu's heart. But he could not verbalize where he felt this sensation came from.
On the Fighting Platform, Su Mo, who had completely demolished Wu Lie and Wu Yu'er, heaved a sigh of relief.
They were both dead and the possibility of his identity being revealed was greatly reduced.
After a while, the Air Shield array on the Fighting Platform opened up. Su Mo's body moved in a flash and he flew down the Fighting Platform.
Immediately, without even stopping, Su Mo strode towards the outside of the battlefield.
"Stop there!"
Seeing that Su Mo was about to walk out of the battlefield, a voice suddenly boomed from behind him, shaking his vision.
Su Mo turned around and saw an enormous, tall, middle-aged man standing among the spectator stand.
The man's features were extremely similar to that of Wu Lie's. Su Mo pondered over this for a moment, and then knew the other person's identity.
The man was an ordinary elder of the Sorcerer Tribe. It seemed that his name was Wu Yuan, Wu Lie's uncle.
At that moment, the middle-aged man's body trembled slightly, his face ashen and the strength of his aura overpowering. He looked at Su Mo, his eyes filled with murderous rage.
"Wu Chen, you killed Wu Lie, were you going to walk away just like that?" Wu Yuan shouted angrily. As Wu Lie's uncle, he could not let Wu Lie die just like that. If he did, how would he answer his brother, the boy's father, when he returned that night!
"What? After having a fair fight on the battleground, Wu Lie's skill was not as good as mine. He deserved his death. Are you thinking of violating the rules of the tribe and attempting to avenge him?" sneered Su Mo. Although this man was an elder, Su Mo had no fear.
The rules of the Sorcerer Tribe were relatively strict. Wu Yuan would not have the guts to violate the rules in public.
Of course, Su Mo was taking a foolish risk, he was playing with fire. If he kept fighting with others and challenging people, he would eventually get burned. One slip-up and he would deal with the fatal consequences.
However, he was devoted to his mission. This trip to the Sorcerer Tribe was life or death, and he swore not to stop until he reached his goal.
He would either die tragically among the Sorcerer Tribe, or he would rise among them and create chaos in their ranks.
"Hey! You little beast, you are a monster in the form of a human. Everyone is capable of challenging you, so why should an elder take action!"
Wu Yuan snorted with rage. He then proceeded to examine his surroundings and said in a clear loud voice, "Wu Chen, this beast, is a disgrace to our tribe if he lives. Any junior who is willing to challenge and slay him will earn ten thousand Lower Spiritual Crystals from me!"
Upon hearing Wu Yuan's offer, the crowd fell silent. A few of them gasped, one could hear the increase of excited, murderous breathing.
Ten thousand Lower Spiritual Crystals, this was a extravagant sum!
For ordinary warriors of the Martial Emperor Realm, ten thousand Lower Spiritual Crystals was an immensely valuable amount. The winner would not have to worry about obtaining more for the next few years!
Many were tempted. They already loathed the beast-like actions of Wu Chen, and were hoping that he would be killed.
Now that there was a reward from Wu Yuan, many of them were eager to do the deed themselves!
Swoosh!
A young man of the Sorcerer Tribe, dressed in a black robe, took the lead and flew down to the Fighting Platform.
"Wu Chen, I challenge you! Let's fight!" shouted the young man, staring at Su Mo with hatred and excitement.
Su Mo glanced at the other man and instantly scoffed. "Are you a fool? You, with a Rank 5 Martial Emperor Realm Cultivation want to challenge me, a Rank 3 Martial Emperor Realm warrior!"
"You...!" the young man was instantly lost for words. He knew that there was a low possibility of Su Mo accepting his challenge, but Su Mo's words were too insulting!
"I'll fight with you!"
"I challenge you!"
"Do you dare to fight me?"
"..."
In an instant, fierce cries rose from all directions and shadowy forms flashed. A dozen figures flew onto the platform, all of whom challenged Su Mo.
These people had Rank 3 Martial Emperor Realm Cultivation, which was similar to that of Su Mo's. It was evident that they were people who perceived themselves to be powerful. Even though they knew that Su Mo was extremely formidable, they seemed to have no fear at all.
Upon seeing this, Su Mo was speechless. Did he just kick a beehive?
How much did these people want him dead!
Sinking slightly, Su Mo sighed in his heart. Since these people wanted a fight, he would not refuse.
He would stand to gain if he could kill more of these young warriors of the Sorcerer Tribe. Furthermore, the more he devoured, the stronger he would become.
Additionally, fighting with these warriors of the Sorcerer Tribe would boost his reputation.
When it was time for the Young Priest Selection, he would be able to come before the High Levels of the tribe as a noteworthy contender. This was extremely beneficial for him becoming a future Young Priest.
"I am tired today. After three days, I, Wu Chen, will accept the challenges of all those who wish to fight me!" shouted Su Mo, then he turned around and strode out of the battlefield.