"Mo Laoda is already making a move??"
"Huh?? Normally, shouldn’t it be his subordinates who make a move first??"
"Su Tu’s strength is indeed terrifying, to make Mo Laoda act so quickly!!"
At this mont, the figure appearing opposite Su Tu was none other than Mo Laoda. His strength stood at the pinnacle of the True King Class, his Martial Arts Cultivation with the Ninth Transformation of Dao Seed weighed down like a mountain over the entire Celestial Pride Class.
Except for Li Ziran, a true ranking Martial Artist, no one could compete with him.
Normally, given Mo Laoda’s age and cultivation, he ought to be famous on the true rankings, but for so reason, he has never set foot on the true rankings.
To be honest, everyone had already guessed that Su Tu’s actions would inevitably draw Mo Laoda’s attention.
But what they didn’t expect was that Mo Laoda would directly step in. After all, considering Mo Laoda’s level, he should be the grand finale, only making a move after Su Tu gradually showcased his strength.
However, it wasn’t like that now. Su Tu had just revealed a little talent, defeated Qi Hai Lan, and Mo Laoda made his move, as if Su Tu just defeated an elite foe, and the final boss imdiately jumped in.
At this mont, Mo Laoda and Su Tu both stood in mid-air, their eyes filled with a sharpness that was difficult to describe.
Though their bodies appeared relaxed, standing casually, both found that the other’s movents and posture hid a combat stance, ready to erupt and unleash their strength to its fullest at a mont’s notice.
Just from this display alone, both sides realized the other was a seasoned master who had survived countless bloody battles.
"To be chosen by Dean Situ, junior, you’re indeed extraordinary."
Mo Laoda looked at Su Tu and spoke lightly.
"Mo Laoda’s fa, I’ve already heard of it even before the school officially started," Su Tu replied.
As their eyes t, it seed as if cold electricity and frost were clashing, battling.
The surrounding air beca slightly thin, and the temperature around seed to drop to the freezing point.
Bang!!
Without any warning, without any unnecessary words, both moved simultaneously.
Mo Laoda’s hands closed together, turning his hand into a blade. Every strike he made carried endless killing intent, and the space under his slashes showed signs of breaking.
"Absolute Slash!"
The half-moon-shaped terrifying slash erupted instantly, its dark aura resembling a black hole, intending to swallow everything around, dragging all into ’nothingness.’
Faced with such a terrifying blow, Su Tu’s expression remained unchanged. The Sacrificial Fire behind him suddenly revolved; two Sacrificial Daos opened, and in the three clusters of Sacrificial Fire, it seed as if countless beings were chanting.
"Xingtian!"
Then, he raised one hand sideways, and blood-red killing intent surged forth, transforming into a killing halberd filled with extre intent. Su Tu wielded the halberd downwards, and a terrifying headless War God silhouette appeared behind him.
Rumble!!!
Two terrifying attacks collided, stirring a chaotic turbulent flow of space.
"As expected of the apex of the True King Class, truly extraordinary!"
Su Tu’s eyes narrowed. Although they had exchanged just one blow, Su Tu had already sensed Mo Laoda’s formidable strength. Not only did he possess the Ninth Layer of Dao Seed, but he also carried a foundation unreachable by those in the sa realm.
It’s no exaggeration to say that Mo Laoda is also qualified to engage in cross-boundary battles as a top celestial prodigy!
And at this mont, Mo Laoda’s expression subtly changed. His gaze towards Su Tu shifted from indifferent to noticeably cautious.
During their probing move just now, he could clearly feel that the power of rules Su Tu mastered wasn’t strong, indicating the other’s realm wasn’t as high as his own. Yet, strangely, the rules hidden in Su Tu’s technique were more resilient, even more powerful.
From that one move alone, Mo Laoda considered himself sowhat inferior since he had initiated with a killing stance, yet didn’t manage to wound Su Tu.
Once again, their gazes collided.
Next mont.
Crash!
The two of them rapidly engaged in a fierce battle again. Techniques intertwined, Divine Techniques collided, powerful forces continually erupted, and the aftermath of their skirmish produced explosions in the air.
Supre fist light and obliterating blade light clashed.
The terrifying and rampant aura turned the expressions of everyone present incredibly grave.
Although they could already imagine Su Tu’s strength, they hadn’t expected that he could battle Mo Laoda to such an extent.
Clang!!!
Clang!!!
The silhouettes of both fighters withdrew at this mont.
Mo Laoda looked at Su Tu again, his gaze carrying a hint of respect: "New generations will surpass the older ones. Good, good, Su Tu, I admit I underestimated you!"
"Dean Situ’s insight is remarkable. In previous Celestial Pride Classes, you indeed had the qualifications to serve as class leader, but unfortunately, this year has !!"
"If you and I were of the sa age, I fear I wouldn’t be your equal, but for now, go down and accumulate more experience."
Mo Laoda said as he placed his hands before him, forming a virtual grasp, and then a blood-colored long blade ford from the blood aura around him appeared in his hand.
As the long blade erged, Mo Laoda’s montum changed. His eyes beca as sharp as a hawk’s, his aura more fierce, and he casually raised the blade, pointing it toward Su Tu.
The next mont!!
Swish swish swish!!
Countless blood-colored slashes crossed and crisscrossed in the void like threads,
Hearing these words, Su Tu did not respond to Mo Laoda but looked with interest at those countless slashes.
While others might only notice the terrifying marks of slaughter, Su Tu noticed that within those terrifying slashes, there were several semi-transparent scorpion tails, emitting a dangerous glow.
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