"I’m pretending I don’t know?"
Bai Yun rolled his eyes, looking at Lingyunzi as if he were an idiot.
’This old bastard must be a fucking idiot.’
The ox leg was clearly thrown by Su Mo, and Su Mo even admitted it himself.
And yet, the old bastard was still trying to pin it on him.
’It was so fucking ridiculous.’
Bai Yun said flatly, "Think whatever you want. This has nothing to do with me, and I can’t be bothered to explain it to you."
With that, Bai Yun turned to leave.
Lingyunzi said, refusing to let it go, "Bai Yun, don’t even think about running."
Just as he was about to block Bai Yun, Su Mo shot to his feet and cursed, "Fucking hell, are you going to let a man sleep or not?"
"Huh? I think that’s Su Mo!"
"What? Su Mo is actually here? Could it be that he was the one who threw that ox leg earlier?"
"It’s possible!"
Although Su Mo had been sitting in the seat of honor, he had been fast asleep with his head covered and hadn’t made a single sound.
As a result, many people hadn’t noticed him.
Now, seeing Su Mo stand up, all the disciples who had participated in the Holy Spirit Competition grew excited.
"Is... is he finally going to make a move?"
Liu Wuxie said with a tremor in his voice.
Shi Lei asked curiously, "Is he very strong?"
Strong?
’He’s more than just strong!’
Liu Wuxie fell into a terrifying memory, his face pale as he said, "He’s a monster. He’s unfathomable. He’s a devil."
"A devil?"
Shi Lei was stunned.
’Just what kind of person could make Liu Wuxie this frightened, to the point of calling him a devil?’
Liu Wuxie sighed. "Sigh... I was going to keep this from you, but it looks like I can’t hide it anymore. Since it’s come to this, I’ll tell you the truth. He’s the one who destroyed our Profound Celestial Sect."
"What?"
Shi Lei was dumbfounded.
Liu Wuxie glanced at Lingyunzi and Duan Shuiliu. "Just watch. Those two are about to be smacked to death, without even a speck of dust left."
Su Mo stepped onto the arena platform!
Lingyunzi said angrily, "Brat, are you trying to stop me from killing Bai Yun?"
BOOM!
Lingyunzi erupted with a terrifying aura that enveloped Su Mo.
However, Su Mo was unmoved. He pointed at Xiao Lin and said, "You’re the one who broke the Restriction I placed on him?"
"What? You were the one who placed that Restriction?"
Lingyunzi was so shocked his eyes nearly popped out of his head.
Beside him, Duan Shuiliu sneered, "Martial Brother, don’t believe this brat. How could a terrifying Restriction like that possibly be placed by a wet-behind-the-ears kid like him?"
"Right, right! I was almost fooled by this brat."
Lingyunzi instantly breathed a sigh of relief.
The Restriction on Xiao Lin had taken him, an expert at the Mid Stage Martial King Realm, a great deal of effort to break.
He had even lost the use of his right hand in the process.
Su Mo hadn’t even finished puberty, and he was only in the measly Warrior Realm. It was impossible for him to have placed such a powerful Restriction.
Lingyunzi glared at Su Mo furiously.
’How dare this brat lie to me? I’ll tear him to a million pieces!’
"Are you alright?"
Su Mo asked, walking up to Xiao Lin.
"I’m fine!"
Xiao Lin said in admiration, "Young Master, the Restriction you placed was incredible. That old bastard’s hand was crippled by the backlash from your Restriction."
"Good, as long as you’re fine."
Su Mo instructed, "Go on, get down from here. I’ll handle the rest."
"Yes!"
Xiao Lin ran down from the platform.
Lingyunzi said in a cold voice, "Hmph. None of you will be leaving today."
THUMP!
He had just moved to attack Xiao Lin when Su Mo grabbed his wrist. "Didn’t this hand of yours already get crippled? Looks like it wasn’t thorough enough. Let me help you with that."
RIP!
With a light tug, Su Mo ripped Lingyunzi’s arm clean off.
HISS...
Everyone who witnessed this scene was completely stunned.
Even if Lingyunzi’s hand had been crippled, he was still an expert at the Mid Stage Martial King Realm! For someone to rip his arm off so easily...
What did this mean?
It meant Su Mo’s strength was far beyond Lingyunzi’s.
Heavens!
’There’s actually someone this powerful in the Northern Profound Domain?’
Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, Su Mo tossed aside the severed arm and stared at Lingyunzi. "Since this is a martial tournament, everyone should fight fairly. Your Celestial Tiger Sect disciple was less skilled and got kicked off the platform. He deserved it. What gives you the right to interfere? Because you’re old? Or because you think you can fight?"
"I... I... I..."
Lingyunzi stumbled backward in terror.
Facing Su Mo was like facing an Evil Demon; it was a primal, instinctive fear.
Now, he finally understood.
That ox leg from earlier had been thrown by Su Mo, and it was what had shattered his arm.
’What are this guy’s origins? How can he be so powerful?’
Lingyunzi screamed internally.
If he had known things would end this horribly, he never would have been so protective of his disciple.
But it was too late for regrets.
Su Mo said coldly, "So you like being overprotective and bullying people, right? Today, I’ll show you what real bullying looks like."
BANG!
Lingyunzi exploded into a mist of blood.
He was obliterated into dust!
The crowd was utterly dumbfounded.
Strong!
Too strong!
That was a Mid Stage Martial King!
With just a thought, he had forced his opponent to explode into a bloody mist. He was more terrifying than the Evil Demons of legend.
"You’re next."
Su Mo turned his head to look at Duan Shuiliu.
Duan Shuiliu managed to force a smile, stammering frantically, "A misunderstanding. This is all a misunderstanding."
Facing such a powerful being, he didn’t even have the will to resist.
All he could do was apologize repeatedly.
But Su Mo said, "Misunderstanding my ass. You really think I was asleep? You were the first one to jump out, break the rules, and try to kill one of my people. You fucking deserve to die ten thousand deaths."
"What? You’re going to kill me?"
Duan Shuiliu’s face stiffened, then he roared in fury, "Su Mo, don’t be so arrogant! I am a member of the Celestial Tiger Sect!"
"Is the Celestial Tiger Sect that big a deal?"
Su Mo scoffed and slapped him directly.
BANG!
Duan Shuiliu’s head was instantly blown apart by the slap, and the remaining half of his body collapsed to the ground.
Su Mo glanced at Duan Shuiliu’s corpse. "Idiot. You dared to threaten me with the Celestial Tiger Sect? You think I’m afraid of your Celestial Tiger Sect?"
"Th-th-this... He actually killed two Elders from the Celestial Tiger Sect in a row."
"Heavens, is he planning to offend the Celestial Tiger Sect to the death?"
"The Celestial Tiger Sect is jack shit. The man clearly isn’t afraid of them!"
"Not afraid? Hmph, that’s because you don’t know how powerful the Celestial Tiger Sect is. They have nine Taishang, and every single one of them is terrifyingly strong."
Thinking of the Celestial Tiger Sect’s power, the crowd began to tremble in fear.
Liu Wuxie was trembling too.
He, however, was trembling because he was scared of Su Mo.
Today’s scene was so similar to a few days ago, when Su Mo had annihilated their Profound Celestial Sect.
’I’m going to have nightmares again tonight.’
Bai Yun sighed with emotion. "Sigh... I fucking told you all not to touch his people. You just had to do it. Now you’ve gotten yourselves smacked to death."
Immediately after, Su Mo’s gaze swept over to the area where the people from the Western Profound Domain were gathered.
Everyone from the Western Profound Domain looked as if they were facing a great enemy.
"Don’t attack... We’re not from the Celestial Tiger Sect."
"Me neither."
"I’m a Loose Cultivator!"
"If you’re going to kill someone, kill the people from the Celestial Tiger Sect! Don’t kill us, we just came to watch the show!"