High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late Chapter 247 - 210: Mandate of Heaven, the Spiritual Light of

The murmurs caught Su Mu’s attention. As a pair of eyes, shining with the brightness of the sun, looked over, the last competitor seed to have seen sothing terrifyingly dreadful.

She instinctively wanted to retreat, but her legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground.

"I, I give up!"

"The win is yours."

Su Mu surveyed the entire arena, and no one dared to et his gaze.

At this mont, the whole venue went into a prolonged silence. The photographer’s hands were trembling, the lens inadvertently rotated, and then the scene quivered as the zoom went in infinitely.

When the photographer ca back to his senses and hurried to adjust the lens, the live broadcast manager, who had rushed out from backstage at so point, grabbed the photographer’s arm.

"Don’t move..."

"This mont is worthy of being recorded in history!" exclaid the manager with a final turn of the cara.

On the eight huge screens above the Yangcheng City Central Stadium, a massive close-up of Su Mu appeared.

The screen quivered, swiftly panning over the multitude of defeated competitors, finally fixing on the center of the stage where Su Mu stood proudly. His calm face betrayed a trace of regret.

This scene instantly gave the 300,000 spectators in the arena an enormous shock.

As if the person before their eyes was predestined by the heavens!

"This, is this even real?"

"Is it really just a script?"

"One-Slash Asura, One-Slash Asura!" soone shouted, imdiately breaking the silence, and then the whole venue erupted, waves of cheering and applause unprecedentedly fervent.

"As expected, I lost... Su Mu is truly a monster." Sikong Ba looked at Su Mu, yet another figure appeared in his mind, Huangfu Tian.

"Facing a hundred on my own, we all lost?!" another competitor was unwilling to believe it.

At the edge of the platform, a person continuously gasped for breath. Lin Langtian, his nose and face bruised, cupped his pig-like cheek where half of his teeth had been forcibly knocked out, his terrified eyes still filled with confusion.

Could it be Su Mu was targeting him?

Otherwise, why was everyone else not as miserable as him?

Lin Langtian glanced around the arena, his sight fell on Lin Feng, who was from the sa Lin Family, but Lin Feng wasn’t in such a terrible state.

If Su Mu was targeting the Lin Family, he wouldn’t have let Lin Feng off.

"Could it be that I am just... unlucky?"

In the audience, Huangfu Xue saw the scene of Lin Langtian with a pig-like face, her eyebrows raised with a smile, unable to resist waving her fist in satisfaction, imnsely relieved.

"Hahaha, Lin Langtian is nearly a pig head."

"Su Mu, well done!"

...

As this scene seemingly ordained by destiny took shape.

In the South China Control Room of Huaxia Television and Radio Station, the people lost their minds; just now, as the live broadcast of the Guangshen Province selection tournant forcefully climbed to the top nationwide, it once soared to eighteen points.

Nearly one-fifth of Huaxia’s population currently watching the selection tournant viewed the Guangshen Province broadcast through various platforms.

Eighteen points completely crushed past so-called pri-ti blockbuster national TV dramas.

At that mont, even when the viewership of the Imperial Capital and Modu was combined, they could barely compete with Guangshen Province because a massive loss of viewers happened within both stations in a short ti, and where they went, was obvious.

"Bai Ji, well done!" the female supervisor couldn’t help hugging Bai Ji, who was utterly bewildered, and then kissing him hard.

In South Mountain City, at the Hunter Association.

Ji Xiaoyan was extrely excited, and in his excitent, he picked up the equally excited Ling Xue nearby, carrying her around the association for several laps.

"What, what are you doing?"

"Put down, put down!"

"Master, he’s just too strong!"

The people at the Hunter Association were all in shock; many looked at the two with envy because being a disciple of a phenonon like Su Mu was indeed a great fortune.

Not to ntion anything else, just having such a connection ant few would dare provoke them easily in the future.

They were disciples of the One-Slash Asura.

"Facing a hundred alone, this One-Slash Asura Su Mu is probably invincible below Grandmaster level now!"

"Don’t just say below Grandmaster, I even think he can take on Grandmasters now!"

Ordinarily, such words would certainly be ridiculed by everyone, but at this mont, no one refuted, even though a few wanted to speak, they couldn’t utter a word.

Invincible below Grandmaster?!

In Ji Xiaoyan and Ling Xue’s view, their master Su Mu was far more than that, thinking he could completely battle Grandmasters because today during the selection tournant, the master hadn’t even truly wielded his blade, the strike that killed the Fire Flood Dragon had not been perford.

Yet, even so, the master easily broke through a hundred with one move, such strength could indeed challenge Grandmasters!

For a mont, all major dia outlets were hotly discussing the matter of One-Slash Asura Su Mu, with trending searches skyrocketing.

[Shocking, Guangshen Province’s peerless demon selection tournant breaks through a hundred alone, the first below Grandmaster level is born!]

[Those who missed the Guangshen Province selection tournant, hurry in, One-Slash Asura Su Mu’s ultimate highlight!]

[Ten-ter tall Martial Arts Golden Body clashes with the blooming, One-Slash Asura’s earth-shattering battle!]

[Flesh against Grandmaster-level weapon, dual Grandmaster Secret Techniques, exclusive analysis of One-Slash Asura Su Mu’s strength!]

[The strongest Celestial Pride of Guangshen Province is born!]

...

"What a pity, just a bit more..."

In the battle, Su Mu felt his sword montum touching a layer of bottleneck, which was the bottleneck of seventy percent sword montum, just a little bit short.

anwhile, amidst the constant fire setting from the Beast Cave and the foodie, Su Mu’s mastery of the power of heaven and earth saw a significant improvent; during his attack against Sikong Ba, he tried integrating the power of heaven and earth into the fourth form of the Surging Waves Saber Technique.

In that mont, a trace of spiritual light flashed in Su Mu’s heart, but he was unable to fully capture it.

If successful, the Fifth Form of the Surging Waves Saber Technique might beco a true Grandmaster Secret Technique, and it would also be Su Mu’s first Grandmaster Secret Technique realized by himself.

If this idea of Su Mu’s were to spread, it would certainly be scoffed at, even Hong Lie and the other two probably wouldn’t believe it.

A martial artist who hasn’t beco a grandmaster actually wants to create a Grandmaster Secret Technique by himself; this is simply a fool’s dream.

Su Mu looked down at the Cold Moon and Red Fla in his hands, sighed softly, and withdrew the dual blades.

These hundred people didn’t give him much pressure.

The dual blades ultimately had no chance to be unsheathed.

Otherwise, the sword montum and the Fifth Form of the Surging Waves Saber Technique would have had a chance.

The superpower of reading into sainthood still has so ti... there’s still a chance.

The cara caught Su Mu’s micro-expression, and seeing Su Mu sigh for a mont, the contestants on the field felt extrely complex, but they had already done their best.

At this mont, they also tasted the feeling of being crushed by soone.

"Perhaps... this is how it felt for those who lost to before; it’s truly despairing."

The battle concluded, and Su Mu walked off the stage amid the crowd’s call.

On stage, Zhong Guoping, Hong Lie, and Xiao Yun glanced at each other; even though they witnessed Su Mu’s testing process with their own eyes, they were still deeply shocked at the mont.

"This kid pulled off such a feat... it’s going to be hard for him not to beco famous in the future."

"The protruding tree attracts the wind to destroy it. This tree is so strong and already a towering tree..."

The female host stepped back onto the stage; she was sowhat bewildered but could only suppress her inner shock, "Next is the third round..."

As soon as she spoke, the female host’s expression changed, and she spoke aloud.

"Haha, Su Mu instantly defeated all the contestants alone; did the female host accidentally say what she was thinking?"

"Indeed, I feel that this selection competition is already without suspense, just waiting to see who gets second between Gu Ming and Sikong Ba."

The female host imdiately changed her tone.

"Ah no, the second round of the second draw begins."

She stretched her hand into a black box and took out a ball, then opened it in front of the cara, causing the audience to burst into laughter.

"This is hilarious; this program effect is impeccable, drawing One-Slash Asura Su Mu again. Are we going to make Su Mu go again?"

"Interesting, hahaha!"

Lo and behold, it’s 100...

Just walking off stage, Su Mu froze for a mont, drawn to himself again?

The other contestants’ eyelids twitched wildly; many were slightly broken.

Isn’t it?

Coming again?

What is this exactly, a selection competition or a breakdown competition?

Fortunately, at this ti, Zhong Guoping promptly called to stop this farce.

"Ahem, let’s count this draw as a bye; let Su Mu advance directly to the third round."

As soon as the words fell, all the contestants breathed a sigh of relief, even Sikong Ba and Gu Ming, the two celestial prides on the list, felt the sa, and their reaction was caught by the cara.

For a mont, the hall was filled with laughter and joy; this way, the audience seed to have no objections either, just a bit listless after witnessing Su Mu’s amazing battle, the second round seed rather sleepy.

For no other reason, everyone wasn’t very interested.

The ratings in Guangshen Province started to drop, but still maintained in the top five, and many people outside the stadium took out their phones to watch the selection matches in other provinces.

Many people hooked into Guangshen Province’s channel, waiting for Su Mu to make his move.

Directly progressing to the third round, Su Mu waved to Miaomiao and others before entering the resting room.

Su Mu closed his eyes and took out the Surging Waves Saber Technique to flip through.

Unawares, a wave of sleepiness crept in.

"This is the sixth ti..."

This ti, Su Mu had many doubts in his mind. Soon, a figure with features unclear, shrouded entirely in a misty figure, appeared.

"Teacher!"

"Who exactly are you... why are you calling Teacher?"

Upon hearing the question, the figure in front was startled, then a sense of joy was reflected in their voice.

"Teacher is just Teacher."

The two began to converse.

In the end of the peculiar dream, the figure in front took a deep breath and said sothing inexplicable.

"Teacher, you must rember what I’m about to say..."

"There’s not much ti; It is about to awaken, and the disaster will co once again..."

It?

Who is it?

Su Mu didn’t even get to voice his doubts, suddenly feeling imnse pain in his head as if soone was piercing it open, an endless fog rolled in, and then the dream world disintegrated.

"This ti, it still didn’t work..."

The figure in the fog spoke with urgency.

In the resting room, Su Mu abruptly opened his eyes, deep suspicion filling them.

"Not much ti...?"

The words abruptly ceased; the intense pain of his head being pierced struck again, and as Su Mu cald down, his expression was solemn, realizing he couldn’t rember what he wanted to say.