High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late Chapter 355 - 292: Masterful Techniques, Climax Approaches,

"Who will win or lose is still unknown!"

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"Only one battle remains to reach the final climax, this show should co to an end..."

"But for the last Grandmaster’s fall, this battle cannot end too quickly, or it will scare away Sima Lin."

"And the previous fire is not fierce enough, we must make Sima Lin take the initiative."

"Martial Saint disciple, as heavy as a mountain, huh..."

"Sorry, I intend to try to destroy it with a storm!"

Su Mu’s mind raced, and soon an interesting idea erged in his mind. Imdiately, a hint of apology appeared in his eyes, an apology to Dao Jiu. But for the final fall of the Grandmaster, this step could not be omitted.

He could only first put this Martial Saint disciple through so hardship.

Su Mu then strode onto the Martial Arts Arena, shook his head lightly in response to Dao Jiu’s speech.

"I won’t draw my saber..."

"Because you are not enough to make draw my saber."

In this mont, his calm tone instead rendered arrogance to the fullest.

His words were like a thunderclap, rendering the entire place instantly silent.

Not only were the referees on stage stunned, but even the three Great Grandmasters at the organizer’s seat, as well as all the audience present, and the billions of Huaxia citizens watching the broadcast were completely stupefied.

Su Mu was saying that a Martial Saint disciple was unqualified?

Did they hear it wrong?

Or had Su Mu gone mad?!

Several seconds later, the entire place was boiling, like a boiler of boiling water, constantly bubbling over.

In the organizer’s seat, Grandmaster Lu Heng from the Huaxia National Martial Arts Association imdiately looked towards Zhao Dong on the side, but saw Zhao Dong equally bewildered; evidently, this was not Southern War Zone’s directive.

Bai Ji trembled all over, as Su Mu on stage rged completely with that peerless figure who defeated a hundred that day.

The black dragon shadowing the sky soared above the nine heavens, at this mont overlooking Celestial Cloud Mountain’s peak. Su Mu perhaps was not being arrogant.

But truly possessed such strength...

"Could this be..."

"Get out of the way, let handle the cara myself!" Bai Ji signaled several photographers to move aside, taking control of the cara himself.

After Su Mu finished speaking on stage, he frowned slightly, as if his expression was saying.

What?

Dare not?!

Sotis silent damage is far more lethal than words; this frown from Su Mu hit Dao Jiu hard, not only sparking the entire crowd, but also stirring Dao Jiu’s anger for the first ti since arriving at Celestial Cloud Mountain; he genuinely harbored lethal intent towards the person in front of him.

"The next slash, I won’t hold back..."

"No need, the final victor will be anyway." Su Mu interrupted Dao Jiu with a smile.

In the next instant.

Like a silver bottle breaking suddenly, the sound of blade resonated sharply.

Buzz!

The ancient and domineering long saber was drawn suddenly, like a streak of white tearing through the sky. Dao Jiu’s figure swayed, no longer still like a mountain as in the battle with Ye Wanqing.

But like rolling thunder.

Without any piercing screeching, yet white waves rolled and surged. This signified Dao Jiu’s speed instantly broke through to supersonic, such speed belonged to the Grandmaster’s domain!

Previously, Gu Xing could only reach it during Demon Giant Transformation in a life-and-death instant.

Amidst the rolling white smoke appeared a residual figure, moving so fast that the majority of people on the field couldn’t capture it with the naked eye.

In just a blink, Dao Jiu’s saber crossed the thousand-ter arena, appearing before Su Mu.

The Blade Qi on the blade ripped through the sky, a towering mountain appeared behind Dao Jiu.

With then one slash down.

The earth trembled, like Mount Tai pressing down.

Instantly, everyone on the scene felt a heaviness, those with slightly weaker strength even staggered, directly being pressured down unexpectedly with the weight.

A stunning slash showcased Dao Jiu’s strength as a Martial Saint disciple to the fullest.

This slash sent many minds trembling violently, even Ye Wanqing realized this slash was far stronger than the one that defeated her!

"So...Dao Jiu hadn’t been using his full strength just now."

"I can’t possibly withstand this slash."

Dao Jiu’s slash seed to aim at everyone present, many could hear cracking sounds as this stunning slash cracked their Martial Arts Heart.

Such an extraordinary slash magnified in Su Mu’s pupils.

Then slashed the entranced figure on the stage into two.

"Is it over?"

"Was Su Mu thus slain?"

"Hmph, serves him right, I thought this Su Mu was so strong, turns out to be just..."

The crowd roared, many appeared incredulous.

However, Dao Jiu’s face on the stage showed solemnity for the first ti, not present even when facing Ye Wanqing, because only he knew.

That slash had missed...

"Too slow."

A calm voice resonated, Su Mu spoke leisurely a hundred ters beside Dao Jiu.

At this mont, Su Mu’s long black hair was wild, azure light swirling around his body, violent winds circling around him.

"Breath of the Wind..."

Dao Jiu’s face showed a flicker of shock, if it weren’t for the saber in his hand, he couldn’t even have captured Su Mu’s figure just now, this person seed like teleporting.

But Dao Jiu was after all a Martial Saint disciple, he quickly cald down, the mountain behind him beca more solid, Great Success Blade Montum and Spiritual Power instantly locked onto Su Mu’s position.

Then another slash.

The Blade Qi surged, transforming into an enormous crescent moon Blade Qi, nearly twenty ters long.

"Did this slash hit?"

The Blade Qi shattered two figures, causing an uproar, but Dao Jiu’s face grew more solemn because this slash still missed.

"Too slow."

Unbeknownst when, Su Mu’s true self appeared behind Dao Jiu.

Dao Jiu’s whole body trembled, with a feeling of numbness in his scalp, having never encountered such a terrifying opponent.