Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning Chapter 1425 - 542: Gambling Duel (Part 2)

"..."

Su Mo was speechless, watching them act as if they weren’t the ones who poisoned their side.

Why is it now that I seem to be the villain?

He shook his head helplessly:

"All of you are admirable gentlen.

"If that’s the case..."

Just as he spoke, he suddenly looked up, a slight smile at the corner of his lips:

"I see."

"Hmm?"

Shi Shengtian asked, "What is it?"

"Nothing, just soone else has arrived."

Su Mo smiled.

Shi Shengtian raised an eyebrow, listening intently, but heard no sound.

He couldn’t help but feel awe.

How high have Su Mo’s martial arts achieved?

When he first boarded the boat, though Su Mo’s Finger Flicking Technique forced him to play a trick.

At that ti, despite being potentially unable to defeat him, he thought he could escape.

But now, it seems he still overestimated himself.

After a few breaths, Shi Shengtian finally heard footsteps approaching quickly.

And there were many.

He was slightly stunned, then thoughtful:

"When you said ’I see,’ do you an these Zhong Jian sect disciples are..."

"Did you think so too, senior?"

Su Mo smiled: "I estimate there’s an eighty or ninety percent chance, what do you think?"

Shi Shengtian nodded lightly.

The two exchanged words, leaving Zhong Ding and others puzzled.

Even those close to Su Mo seed confused.

Wei Ziyi murmured quietly to Yang Xiaoyun:

"Your demon lord is increasingly fond of being mysterious."

Yang Xiaoyun secretly pinched Wei Ziyi and whispered:

"Think carefully, are the Zhong Jian sect people truly our adversaries?"

"Hmm?"

Wei Ziyi was startled and then considered:

"The Old Demon’s power is expanding, even Nanhai Martial Elder is on our side. Among the people in Nanhai who can oppose us, there are very few.

"Zhong Jian sect trying to deal with us is like trying to break a rock with an egg."

"But think again..."

Yang Xiaoyun raised her voice, making it audible to both Wei Ziyi and the Zhong Jian sect across:

"How long has it been since Zhong Jian sect surrounded us?"

"Not long."

"Zhong Jian sect ambushed us here; it’s likely not chosen randomly.

"To seek the Martial God Key, it wouldn’t be done so openly. Who do you think they primarily guard against?"

"Of course, those Nanhai experts also seeking the Martial God Key."

Wei Ziyi suddenly realized:

"These people deliberately ambushed us, choosing a specific location.

"As a result, not long after surrounding us, they’ve been discovered.

"Zhong Jian sect is not our opponent; they’ll surely be defeated by us.

"These people didn’t co to help Zhong Jian sect... but to collect their corpses?

"No no... there’s sothing strange here!!"

"That’s impossible!"

Zhong Ding instinctively repeated his earlier lines.

However, as he spoke, he heard approaching footsteps too.

His eyes flashed with shock:

"Could it be... could it be..."

Before he could speak.

A voice rang out from afar:

"Show rcy!!!"

These four words pierced Zhong Ding’s heart like a sharp blade.

Su Mo smiled and waved lightly:

"Give them the antidote."

The sick young master understood Su Mo’s intention, smiling. Without any visible action.

The Zhong Jian sect disciples felt the pain dissipating from their bodies.

Looking at each other, they helped each other up.

Only Zhong Ding’s face was dark.

At this ti, the person shouting ’show rcy’ had arrived.

Originally expecting to see a scene of tragedy among the Zhong Jian sect.

Instead, the Zhong Jian sect appeared as if they’d survived a disaster, while Su Mo’s group was calm and unperturbed.

He was slightly dumbfounded:

"This..."

After uttering the word, he swiftly sheathed his longsword behind himself and clasped his fist, saying:

"May I ask if you are Su Mo of Nanhai Alliance, Young Alliance Leader Su in person?"

"You’re too kind."

Su Mo clasped his fist: "I am indeed."

As he spoke, more footsteps arrived.

A large group appeared before Su Mo and his companions.

This group had a complex composition.

n, won, old, young, monks, and Taoists were all present.

Glances swept over both Su Mo and the Zhong Jian sect disciples, then fists were clasped:

"Greetings, Young Alliance Leader Su."

Su Mo smiled, taking them all in before speaking:

"You are also here for the Martial God Key?"

"Ahem ahem ahem..."

Many coughed imdiately, so lowered their heads, so looked skyward, so exchanged glances, all seed a bit embarrassed.

So had greed in their eyes.

Others were deeply solemn.

They probably hadn’t expected Su Mo to be so direct.

An old Taoist stepped out of the crowd, his gaze briefly pausing on Zhong Ding before smiling at Su Mo:

"Greetings, Young Alliance Leader Su.

"I am Ming Yue from Qingfeng Temple."

The old Taoist had an aura of transcendence.

Su Mo heard Shi Shengtian’s voice:

"Qingfeng Temple is quite famous; they are skilled with swords.

"But this old Taoist’s martial arts are just so-so; I once sought his advice at Qingfeng Temple.

"Within ten moves, I took his Fufeng Sword."

Su Mo chuckled, slightly shaking his head: