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Chapter 143 Advance to the final(2/2)

boom!

The fists and palms struck each other, and the young man in gray was suddenly shaken all over, and he felt an indescribable force rushing towards him.

Whoosh!

The young man in gray came and went even faster. He was blown away a hundred meters and landed under the battle platform with an ugly expression.

Su Mo's attack was very measured and did not hurt this person.

A punch is still a punch!

The eyes of the remaining disciples on the stage who had not yet taken action suddenly froze.

Immediately, everyone stopped paying attention to Su Mo.

Start looking for opponents among others.

Su Mo was too strong and they were not sure about it, so they had to choose another disciple with weaker strength to take action.

So, after Su Mo defeated the young man in gray with one punch, no one attacked him again.

He just stood on the stage, quietly waiting for the others' battle to end, feeling extremely relaxed.

Of course, there is someone more relaxed than Su Mo, and that is Lu Shaoyun.

From beginning to end, no one dared to take action against Lu Shaoyun.

His reputation as one of the top ten disciples of the outer sect is not in vain.

"Your name is Su Mo? You are quite capable!"

Lu Shaoyun was not far away from Su Mo. He turned to look at Su Mo and said with a chuckle.

"Excellent!"

Su Mo nodded gently and spoke calmly.

"hehe!"

Lu Shaoyun didn't care, smiled slightly, and said: "However, what I want to say is that if you enter the finals, you will definitely die!"

"Um?"

Su Mo frowned when he heard this and asked coldly: "Are you also a member of the Sky Alliance?"

"no?"

Lu Shaoyun shook his head and said: "I just want to remind you, lest you fall on the stage of the finals."

Lu Shaoyun usually couldn't stand Tianmeng's arrogant and domineering behavior, so he just reminded him.

"Thank you for reminding me, I have my own plan."

When he heard that the other party was not from the Heavenly Alliance, Su Mo's face softened slightly and he nodded lightly.

Lu Shaoyun glanced at Su Mo's face and knew that Su Mo didn't listen to his words at all, so he couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

"Do you know Nangong Linjue's strength?"

After a while, Lu Shaoyun asked again.

"It goes without saying that the outer sect is number one!"

Su Mo said.

Lu Shaoyun shook his head slightly and said: "You only know that he is the number one in the outer sect, but you don't know how strong he is!"

"Let me tell you this!"

Lu Shaoyun pondered for a moment.

"I rank sixth in the outer sect, but I am no match for his three moves!"

Lu Shaoyun does not want to destroy his own prestige and enhance the ambition of others.

Nangong Linjue's strength is obvious to all, and almost everyone knows it.

"So strong?"

Su Mo was a little surprised when he heard this.

Even Lu Shaoyun, ranked sixth, is not Nangong Linjue’s enemy with three moves?

Is Nangong Linjue really that strong?

However, Su Mo was only slightly surprised.

Because he has absolute confidence.

As the two of them talked, the battle on the battlefield also ended.

Six people were knocked off the battlefield.

At this moment, there were exactly ten people on the battlefield, including Su Mo and Lu Shaoyun.

"The knockout round of the sixth group is over. You wait for ten people to advance and participate in the finals tomorrow!"

As soon as the deacon finished speaking, Su Mo and others walked off the stage.

At this time, there are still other groups of games that have not yet ended.

However, Su Mo was no longer in the mood to watch the battle and left the square directly.
Chapter completed!
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