Douluo: Martial Soul Asura Sword, Supreme Killing God

Instantly, dazzling blue lightning condensed in Su Mo's right palm, crackling and radiating a terrifying aura.

The next moment, lightning suddenly shot out, striking Tang Hao directly at the ground.

Blue lightning instantly enveloped Tang Hao and the entire arena, the light so bright that no one could open their eyes.

The lightning lasted for several breaths before slowly dissipating.

On the arena, a huge charred crater appeared, emitting wisps of smoke.

Tang Hao lay in the pit, his body charred black, his clothes tattered, and crackling electric arcs still lingering on his body. The ruptured flesh even emitted a burnt smell, making him look utterly wretched.

He struggled to get up, but found that he had no strength at all, and the excruciating pain made him groan.

He could only lie there helplessly, staring blankly at the dome, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He actually lost?

And they lost so completely...

This scene plunged the entire audience into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared wide-eyed and gaped, dumbfounded at the arena.

It has been less than ten seconds since the start of the match.

Tang Hao, the young master of the Haotian Sect, a level 58 Battle Soul King, and known as invincible among his peers, was instantly killed.

"Match over... Shura wins!"

In mid-air, the host broke the silence first, announcing loudly, his voice also trembling uncontrollably.

This sound was like a thunderclap, waking everyone from their daze.

The audience erupted in chaos.

"Shura...Shura won? It was over in less than ten seconds, that's unbelievable!"

"Hiss, such a terrifying soul bone skill, could it be the legendary 100,000-year soul bone?"

"That's right, only soul bones that are 100,000 years old can have two skills."

"Is it really a 100,000-year-old soul bone? My god, that's a legendary treasure! Just who is this Asura?"

"Hahaha, I've struck it rich! I bet on Shura to win, I'm going to be rich!"

Those present were shocked, ecstatic, and also greedy for the soul bone.

……

Meanwhile, inside the VIP box where the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was located.

Ning Mingyuan's teacup slipped from his hand and shattered on the ground, splashing tea all over him, but he was completely unaware.

"A 100,000-year-old soul bone... Shura actually possesses a 100,000-year-old soul bone? Is the Spirit Hall so wealthy and powerful that they would be willing to entrust such a treasure to a junior?"

As the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he knew all too well what a 100,000-year-old soul bone meant.

Looking across the entire continent, there are only a handful of people who possess such a treasure.

Even though their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is incredibly wealthy, they have never owned a single piece of it.

In his view, since Su Mo was a member of the Spirit Hall, this 100,000-year-old soul bone was naturally a gift from the Spirit Hall.

After all, how could a Soul King possibly hunt down a 100,000-year-old Soul Beast on his own?

Ning Fengzhi was equally shocked: "The power of a 100,000-year-old soul bone is too terrifying. Tang Hao didn't even have a chance to resist."

Gu Rong said in a deep voice: "Powerful restrictive ability, coupled with terrifying lightning attacks."

Although Shura is only at the Soul King level, with this soul bone, even ordinary Soul Saints would probably be no match for him.

No wonder he dared to boast that he could end the match in one minute; this wasn't arrogance, but absolute confidence.

……

Meanwhile, in the VIP box where the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family was located.

"What! Tang Hao actually lost?"

Yu Xiaogang stood by the window in disbelief, his eyes wide open.

He was just waiting to see a spectacular duel, to see Shura's martial soul and soul ring configuration, and to record every detail of the battle as important material for his theoretical research.

The results of it?

Before he could even open his notebook, the battle was over.

"Impossible...this is impossible..." Yu Xiaogang muttered to himself, "Tang Hao is a level 58 Soul King, and the Clear Sky Hammer is the number one weapon spirit in the world. How could he possibly lose? And lose so quickly?"

The three sects are closely connected and have frequent exchanges, so Yu Xiaogang is no stranger to Tang Hao.

You could even say that Tang Hao is his idol.

But now, his idol, the genius hailed as a once-in-a-century talent of the Haotian Sect, has actually been defeated, and defeated so decisively.

He naturally found it hard to accept.

Unlike Yu Xiaogang's reaction, Yu Yuanzhen's face was solemn, and he remained silent.

He stood by the window with his hands behind his back, gazing intently at Su Mo on the arena, his mind filled with complex emotions.

None of the younger generation of his Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family are capable of shouldering the responsibility.

However, the Spirit Hall possesses a monstrous talent like Shura...

……

Just as everyone was in shock, a group of people suddenly rushed out of the passage; it was the Haotian Sect.

Tang Wei leaped into the air and landed heavily on the arena, leaving two cracks in the arena with his footsteps.

Tang Xiao and several disciples of the Haotian Sect also jumped onto the arena, their faces ashen and their eyes filled with disbelief.

Tang Yuehua was a little slower, her face filled with anxiety and panic.

"Hao'er!" Tang Wei squatted down to check Tang Hao's injuries.

Upon seeing the wounds on Tang Hao's body, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his hands trembled slightly.

His son, Tang Hao, was the most brilliant genius of the Haotian Sect, and had never suffered such a serious injury since childhood.

"Brother Hao..."

Tang Xiao, who was standing to the side, wanted to help Tang Hao up, but was afraid of touching the wound. His hand trembled slightly as it hovered in mid-air, and his eyes were full of heartache.

"Brother Hao, how are you?"

At this moment, Tang Yuehua also squeezed through the crowd and ran up. She knelt on the ground, her eyes red and tears welling up.

However, Tang Hao seemed to have been hit hard at this moment. He ignored everyone and stared blankly at the dome of the Soul Arena.

After carefully examining Tang Hao for a while, Tang Wei confirmed that Tang Hao was not in any danger and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, he stood up angrily and looked at Su Mo not far away: "You little beast, how dare you hurt my Hao'er!"

"If you don't give me an explanation today, don't even think about leaving the Great Soul Arena!"

The next moment, he clenched his fist, and the Haotian Hammer instantly took shape, with two yellow, two purple, and five black rings appearing simultaneously, and a terrifying pressure suddenly swept across the entire area.

Chapter 53 The Golden Crocodile's Concerns

The moment the oppressive force descended, Su Mo felt his body sink.

He felt as if a towering mountain was pressing down on his shoulders, and his back involuntarily bent slightly under the weight.

He gritted his teeth, trying to resist the terrifying pressure.

Suddenly, the dark red mask on his face could no longer withstand the terrifying pressure and shattered, revealing a young and handsome face.

However, his face looked slightly pale at the moment.

The mystery surrounding Su Mo that had always existed was completely shattered at this moment.

In the audience, the crowd that was originally planning to escape suddenly stopped and countless eyes focused on Su Mo.

"Shura is so young?"

"Oh my god, Shura is so handsome..." Many female viewers who were more infatuated with him had their eyes light up instantly.

Just then, a burly figure suddenly appeared in front of Su Mo.

It was none other than Golden Crocodile Douluo.

He didn't even make any movement; he just stood there, like an insurmountable mountain, completely blocking Tang Wei's terrifying pressure.

The pressure on Su Mo suddenly dissipated, and he gasped for breath, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat.

Just then, Bibi Dong rushed onto the stage, grabbed his arm, and looked at him with worry in her beautiful eyes.

"Junior brother, are you alright?"

"It's nothing." Su Mo shook his head and straightened up.

At this moment, Golden Crocodile Douluo's gaze swept over the Haotian Sect members, and he said coldly:

"What? The mighty Haotian Sect, are you perhaps unable to accept defeat and intend to renege on your debt?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an even more terrifying aura suddenly erupted from his body.

Immediately afterwards, nine spirit rings appeared one after another.

When the final, blood-red, 100,000-year spirit ring appeared, the entire Great Soul Arena seemed to have been paused.

Everyone froze on the spot, staring blankly at the dazzling red soul ring.

For most of the audience, a 100,000-year spirit ring was something they had only heard of but never seen.

"A 100,000-year spirit ring, the Golden Crocodile King Martial Soul... You are the Golden Crocodile Douluo!"

Tang Wei's pupils shrank sharply, and his previously overwhelming anger dissipated in an instant, replaced by deep apprehension.

Throughout the entire continent, there are only a handful of Title Douluos who possess a ninth spirit ring that has lasted for 100,000 years.

Before becoming a respected figure, Golden Crocodile Douluo had already established a formidable reputation on the continent, and older generation powerhouses like Tang Wei naturally knew of him.

At this moment, Tang Wei's face alternated between pale and flushed, looking extremely unsightly.