"Elder Zhenku, you can't quit!" Su Mo said hurriedly to Half Saint Zhenku.
Hearing this, Semi-Saint Zhenku glanced at Su Mo, but he ignored him.
He had his own considerations about whether to withdraw from the competition, and it was impossible to listen to the words of an ordinary disciple who came to watch the battle.
"Elder Yinze please agree!" Semi-Saint Zhenku asked sincerely, clasping his fists slightly toward the northern stand.
"How dry...!" Su Mo was about to say more, but Elder Feng Guang suddenly pulled him and signaled him not to say anything.
Feng Guang was speechless. Elder Zhenku decided to withdraw from the martial arts competition based on the current situation. Su Mo, an irrelevant person, actually tried to stop him. Isn't this uncomfortable?
The people of the Black Flame Clan couldn't help but sneer when they saw that Zhenku Half Saint was about to withdraw from the martial arts competition. Zhenku Half Saint's move was considered self-aware and there was no need to continue to embarrass himself here.
In the northern stands, Elder Yinze heard the words and pondered for a while, then nodded and said: "Since Zhenku, you want to withdraw, I will not stop you...!"
Elder Yinze did not object. In the current situation, it would be meaningless for Dao Sect disciples to continue to stay, so he did not object.
However, before Elder Yinze could finish his words, he was interrupted by a harsh sound that broke through the air.
I saw a young man in green clothes in the Daozong camp in the southern stands, like a bolt of lightning, piercing the sky and flying directly to the battlefield.
When Elder Yinze saw this, he looked startled and immediately stopped speaking.
All the people watching the battle in the martial arts arena were startled when they saw this. Half Saint Zhenku was about to withdraw from the martial arts competition. At this time, there were actually Dao Sect disciples on the stage.
The Dao Sect members looked at the person flying down on the battlefield and were confused for a moment, because this person was Su Mo.
Su Mo stepped onto the battlefield?
What is this for?
Su Mo stood tall on the fighting platform and flew onto the fighting platform before Elder Yinze finished speaking.
He had to do this and couldn't wait any longer. Otherwise, how could he stay when Zhenku Half Saint left with all the Dao Sect disciples?
So, he came on stage immediately.
On the fighting platform, Su Mo looked back at Half-Saint Zhenku and said loudly: "Elder Zhenku, it has not been long since the martial arts meeting started, and the outcome is still unknown. How can you quit like this?"
After hearing Su Mo's words, everyone watching the battle had strange expressions on their faces. What did this Dao Sect disciple want to do? He actually refuted the decision of Zhenku Half Saint in public.
At this moment, the faces of all the Dao Sect members could not help but look ugly. Is Su Mo deliberately causing trouble? Doesn't he think the Dao Sect is not embarrassed enough?
Zhenku Half-Saint's face turned dark. His decision was refuted by his disciples in public, which made him feel humiliated. Moreover, he was an unrelated disciple who came to watch the battle.
At this moment, there was an invisible fire burning in his heart.
Originally, Daozong had lost all face today, and he was very depressed. Now that Su Mo had done this to him, he couldn't help but feel angry even though he was extremely well-educated.
If he hadn't known that Su Mo was related to Elder Zhenxian, and that Elder Zhenxian specially told him to bring people to the Taiyin tribe, he would have suppressed Su Mo on the spot.
"Su Mo, what are you doing? Come back quickly?"
Feng Guang's face changed and he shouted to Su Mo hastily. At the same time, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Is this Su Mo a fool? Why did you come to the battlefield as a spectator? How could you refute the truth?
The withered half-saint’s decision!
"Elder Feng, why should I go back? Now I want to challenge!" Su Mo said in a deep voice.
"What?"
When Feng Guang heard Su Mo's words, his face suddenly froze, and his jaw almost dropped, as if he had heard something incredible.
Want a challenge?
Are you kidding me?
You are only at the eighth level of the Martial Emperor Realm, and you are not a famous genius. In this situation, you actually threatened to challenge?
Feng Guang staggered and almost fell to the ground.
All the disciples and elders of the Dao Sect were slightly startled. Is there something wrong with Su Mo's brain? He was only at the eighth level of the Martial Emperor Realm, but he actually wanted to challenge him at this time?
They always believed that Su Mo was just here to watch the battle and never thought that Su Mo would challenge him. At this moment, they were all a bit unable to recover.
"Hahaha!!"
At this moment, a burst of hearty laughter suddenly rang out and spread throughout the fighting arena.
The person who laughed was Yan Huo who had just returned to the stands.
"Is there really no one in Daozong? Even warriors at the eighth level of the Martial Emperor Realm are going to come on stage to challenge him?" Yan Huo's face was full of teasing.
As soon as Yan Huo finished speaking, the entire fighting arena was in an uproar.
"Is this Dao Sect disciple kidding me?"
"The three top geniuses of the Dao Sect have all been defeated. He, a warrior at the eighth level of the Martial Emperor Realm, still wants to challenge?"
"I guess this guy is a little angry after seeing Daozong defeated and humiliated, so he wants to go out and give it a try!"
"How ridiculous!"
Discussions and laughter arose one after another, and many people were amused by Su Mo.
This kind of scene is indeed ridiculous. The top geniuses of Dao Sect have been defeated, but an ordinary disciple with low cultivation level is still threatening to continue the challenge depending on the outcome. Isn't it ridiculous?
Hearing the roar of laughter around them, all the Dao Sect disciples and elders were almost going crazy.
In today's martial arts competition, Dao Zong suffered a complete defeat. They were already disgraced and depressed, but now Su Mo actually came to make a fool of himself, making them want to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
"Su Mo, enough trouble! Let's return to the sect!" Zhenku Half Saint tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart and said with a livid face.
Su Mo sighed secretly when he heard this. Do these people think he is fooling around?
Also, he is only at the eighth level of the Martial Emperor Realm and has no reputation at all in Mingxu Galaxy. It is natural for everyone to think that he is fooling around.
Okay! If that's the case, let's use our strength to prove that he's not messing around!
Ignoring the Zhenku Half-Saint, Su Mo scanned the southern stands to choose a suitable opponent.
His eyes first fell on Yan Huo. This person was arrogant and arrogant, which made him very disgusted.
However, this person had just fought with Lu Gang and could no longer accept the challenge.
Then, Su Mo's eyes fell on Yang Tiancheng again. This man actually wanted to pursue Qingxuan. He was his enemy and he would definitely defeat him.
However, Su Mo pondered for a moment and did not choose Yang Tiancheng because he was afraid that others would not accept his challenge. After all, as an evil genius, the other party would probably not bother to fight with an eighth-level Martial Emperor Realm warrior like him.
And he couldn't waste time now, otherwise he was afraid that Zhenku Semi-Saint would directly take action and drag him out of the battlefield.
Su Mo's eyes turned and fell on Black Wolf from the Howling Sky Wolf Clan.
This Mo Lang is powerful, a genius on the same level as Lu Gang and Yan Huo, and is his best opponent in the first battle.
"Mo Lang, do you dare to fight?" Su Mo's faint voice sounded, but it was like thunder in the sky, exploding throughout the fighting arena.