Douluo: Martial Soul Asura Sword, Supreme Killing God

Su Mo, who was immune to fire, did not feel any heat at all; this flame was far less intense than the hot spring of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

However, he noticed that his soul power was being consumed twice as much, and his body seemed to be under invisible pressure, which restricted his movements.

Su Mo frowned slightly, not expecting the other party to possess a soul skill similar to a domain.

He knew that under the constraints, it would be difficult to win with only the soul power blood sword in his hand.

Just then, a crisp snapping sound came from behind him.

He unleashed the external soul bone, the black-gold sword wings.

Su Mo's attributes were instantly amplified, not only offsetting the suppression brought by Tiger's fifth soul skill, but even the amplification effect far exceeded the opponent's suppression.

Because the external soul bone will improve as Su Mo's strength increases, the Black Gold Sword Wings are now completely different from what they used to be.

"What are those black and gold wings?"

"Could that be a soul bone?"

"No wonder Shura doesn't use his martial soul; he had such a trump card all along."

"Go Shura!" The few spectators who had bet on Su Mo were instantly filled with hope and shouted their encouragement at the top of their lungs.

On the arena, Su Mo's black and gold sword wings suddenly flapped, and his figure shot out like a ghost, with astonishing speed.

The blood sword thrust out, this time aiming straight for Tiger's throat.

At the critical moment, Tiger suddenly turned to the side.

The blood-stained sword grazed his neck, leaving a shallow bloodstain.

Su Mo gave him no chance to catch his breath, and with a turn of his body, he thrust the blood sword forward again.

Tiger, as expected of a level 59 offensive Soul King, reacted extremely quickly, retreating several steps to barely avoid the second sword strike.

However, this was only the beginning of Su Mo's offensive.

Suddenly, the black and gold sword wings on his back flapped, and he soared into the air. With the amplification of all attributes and the ability to fly brought by the external soul bone, he moved around in mid-air.

Sometimes diving, sometimes swooping sideways, the sword flashes intertwined like a tapestry, launching attacks on Tiger from all angles.

Although each of Su Mo's sword strikes did not cause serious injury, they accumulated little by little. As time went by, Tiger's wounds increased, and the Asura power invading his body became more and more intense.

Compared to Su Mo's ease and control, Tiger was extremely frustrated because he couldn't fly.

Despite possessing abundant soul power and powerful soul skills, they were completely unable to lock onto the agile and mobile Su Mo.

He could only defend passively, occasionally unleashing a soul skill to counterattack.

What made him even more desperate was that Su Mo did not dodge his fire soul skill at all. The raging high-temperature flames seemed to have no effect on Su Mo. He seemed to be completely unafraid of fire.

Just moments later, Tiger was covered in blood, wounds all over his body, and blood was seeping out uncontrollably.

"It's time to end this."

In mid-air, Su Mo spoke calmly.

The next moment, he transformed into a streak of light and swooped down.

The sword light flashed like a rainbow, carrying an indomitable momentum, heading straight for Tiger!

Tiger's pupils contracted sharply; he tried to dodge, but it was too late.

He could only exert all his strength to unleash the soul power within his body in a final act of resistance.

boom!

The Blood Sword collided with Tiger's arms with a loud, muffled thud.

Tiger grunted, his entire body thrown back by the enormous impact, crashing heavily outside the ring, his breath weak.

The audience was silent.

Everyone stared blankly at the scene, momentarily forgetting to react.

"The victor—Shura!"

The host, recovering from his shock, loudly announced the results of the competition.

The moment the words were spoken, the entire audience erupted in a deafening gasp.

"They won? That newcomer actually won?"

"He defeated Tiger, a level 59 warrior, using only a sword formed from soul power, without using his martial spirit?"

"Oh no! My gold soul coins! I should have bet on Shura!"

"Haha, I made the right bet! I've hit the jackpot this time!"

The audience erupted in uproar; some were shocked, some regretful, and some delighted.

Amidst the clamor of the arena, Su Mo calmly turned and walked off the stage, wielding the blood-stained sword.

And this battle will surely spread the name of Shura throughout the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena.

Chapter 47 Rising Fame, Undercurrents

"Oh, senior sister, you're already done? How did it go?"

As soon as Su Mo stepped out of the contestant passage, he saw Bibi Dong leaning against the wall, idly playing with a strand of hair between her fingers.

Clearly, she had already finished her fight and was waiting for Su Mo.

Upon seeing Su Mo emerge, her beautiful eyes beneath the mask instantly lit up. She took a few steps forward and affectionately took Su Mo's arm.

"Of course I won. The opponent was only a level 42 Soul Master. I hadn't even used my full strength yet."

Su Mo nodded slightly, without saying anything more.

With Bibi Dong's current strength, she could easily crush a beginner Soul Master.

"You must be hungry. Let's find somewhere to eat first, and come back tomorrow."

As Su Mo spoke, he subtly glanced around at his surroundings out of the corner of his eye.

He keenly noticed that among the bustling crowd, there were several figures who seemed to be chatting idly, but their eyes were actually wandering, vaguely locking onto him and Bibi Dong.

Su Mo knew that the Heavenly Battle Arena was a mixed bag, with people from various major forces present.

Their performance in the ring today was so dazzling that it was bound to attract attention.

Bibi Dong, in particular, had a second spirit ring that was a thousand years old, and the colors of her subsequent spirit rings were extremely rich. Her fourth spirit ring, in particular, was clearly close to the ten-thousand-year level.

This secret of breaking the limits to absorb spirit rings is enough to drive any spirit master crazy, let alone sects and families. As long as they master this secret, their overall strength will be greatly enhanced.

“Okay.” Bibi Dong nodded slightly; she wasn’t entirely oblivious.

During the previous Soul Battle, when she revealed her Soul Ring, the stage was initially deathly silent, but then erupted in thunderous exclamations and discussions.

After the competition, she keenly noticed several tails that were following her closely.

Su Mo and his companion showed no sign of anything amiss, continuing to chat and laugh as they walked out of the Soul Arena.

Not long after they stepped out the gate, several figures quietly followed them.

The group moved with light steps and concealed their breathing, maintaining a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

Su Mo and his companion ignored them and continued walking at their leisurely pace.

As they turned into a secluded dead-end alley, the figure of Golden Crocodile Douluo quietly appeared beside them, completely isolating the three of them.

Immediately afterwards, the three figures disappeared without a trace, like water droplets merging into the sea.

When those tails reached the dead end, all that was left was an empty alley.

……

Outside Tiandou City.

A continuous mountain range is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, resembling a fairyland.

In the mountains, there is a mountain called Qibao Mountain, which is majestic and looks like a sharp sword piercing the sky.

At the summit, a magnificent complex of buildings stands, with pavilions and towers arranged in a harmonious and orderly manner, showcasing the profound heritage and grandeur of a prestigious school.

This is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, one of the three upper sects.

Inside the sect's council hall, an old man sat in the main seat, holding a steaming cup of tea.

The old man was Ning Mingyuan, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and also the father of Ning Fengzhi, the future sect master.

Although he was old and his temples were gray, his eyes were bright and piercing, and his every move exuded the majesty of a superior.

Below him sat Sword Douluo Chen Xin, level 93, and Bone Douluo Gu Rong, level 92.

Just as the group was discussing sect affairs, a disciple's voice suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Reporting to the Sect Master, an outer disciple requests an audience, saying he has urgent intelligence!"

Upon hearing this, the conversation in the hall came to an abrupt halt.

Ning Mingyuan put down his teacup and said in a deep voice, "Let him in."

A short while later, a middle-aged man dressed in a gray robe hurriedly walked in.

His forehead was covered in sweat as he knelt on one knee in the center of the hall, breathing somewhat rapidly.

He was an outer disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and today he happened to be at the Heaven Dou Arena, where he witnessed Bibi Dong's match.

At the same time, he was also one of the people who had been following Su Mo and his companion.

He was unaware of Su Mo's battle situation until he discovered that Su Mo and Bibi Dong knew each other and lost track of them. Only then did he inquire with the people in the Soul Arena and learn about Shura's situation. Only then did he rush back to the sect to report.

"Such panic, what kind of behavior is this?" Ning Mingyuan frowned slightly, his tone carrying a hint of displeasure. "Speak, what urgent intelligence do you have?"

The disciple took a deep breath, calmed himself, and said loudly:

"Reporting to the Sect Master, today in the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena, I discovered a woman with a second soul ring that is a thousand years old. Not only that, her subsequent soul rings should all have exceeded the limit of absorption, especially her fourth soul ring, which is probably close to ten thousand years old."

"What?!" Ning Mingyuan's gaze instantly sharpened.

Such an extraordinary soul ring configuration means that the other party possesses a method to absorb soul rings beyond their level, or has obtained some heaven-defying opportunity.

Either way, it is of utmost importance to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

If we can obtain this method, or recruit this person to our sect, the sect's overall strength will experience a qualitative leap.