Peerless God Lord

The morning sun rises, the morning mist fills the air, and the Dao Sect gradually becomes lively again.

Su Mo came to the square on the mountainside. Thirty to forty disciples had gathered in the square paved with white jade. All of them were at the ninth level of the Martial Emperor Realm. They had strong aura and extraordinary strength.

Su Mo's arrival attracted the attention of all the disciples in the square. This was not because of his extraordinary appearance, but because he was different from everyone else.

The people gathered here are all those who are going to the Taiyin tribe to participate in the martial arts competition. Only the core disciples of the ninth level of Emperor Martial Realm are eligible.

However, Su Mo's cultivation level was not up to par. Standing with everyone, he seemed to stand out from the crowd.

"Who is this guy?"

"Is he also going to participate in the martial arts competition?"

"Probably not! Are you going to be a spectator at the eighth level of the Martial Emperor Realm?"

Everyone looked at Su Mo and started talking. They didn't know Su Mo, so they were a little confused.

Su Mo glanced at everyone and then stood at the edge of the square. He had no acquaintances or anyone and did not say hello to these people.

Everyone in the square didn't pay much attention to Su Mo. After a few casual discussions, they started chatting with people they knew.

"This martial arts competition will put great pressure on our Dao Sect!"

"Yes! Among the seven major forces, our Dao Sect is already at the bottom in terms of strength, and the geniuses under our sect are somewhat inferior to those of the other six major forces!"

"Especially the Xiaotian Clan and the Shining Clan, they are too difficult to deal with!"

"In this martial arts competition, only Emperor Lin and Lu Gang of our Dao Sect can compete with the evil geniuses of the other six major forces!"

Dozens of disciples who participated in the martial arts competition gathered together in twos and threes and talked about the martial arts competition.

Su Mo listened to everyone's discussion and was a little surprised. Lu Gang's strength seemed to be the best among the core disciples of Dao Sect.

Su Mo had also heard about the seven major forces under the Taiyin Clan. Only three of these seven major forces were ordinary human forces, namely Dao Sect, Tianxu Sect, and Yujian Valley, and there were also two foreign forces. They are the Shining Clan and the Black Flame Clan, and finally there are the two major demon clan forces, the Xiaotian Clan and the Thunder Cloud Bird Clan.

Among these seven major forces, Dao Zong is indeed at the bottom in terms of overall strength, and the most powerful among them are the Xiaotian Clan and the Shining Clan.

The other major forces are all similar. Even if they are slightly weaker, the gap is not that big.

Su Mo didn't care about the strength of these major forces. There were evil geniuses among them. He didn't care either. All he wanted was to see Qingxuan.

As time passed, the sun rose three poles high, and the sun poured down on the earth. More and more people gathered in the square, and soon it exceeded two hundred people.

Su Mo was quite surprised. The disciples of the Dao Sect were much stronger than the branch of the Tianmingxing Witch Clan!

On that day, the Mingxing Witch Clan branch didn’t seem to have so many geniuses from the younger generation at the ninth level of the Martial Emperor Realm.

tread! tread! tread!

At this moment, heavy footsteps sounded, and the tall and rough-looking Lu Gang arrived.

"Senior Brother Lu!"

"Good morning, Senior Brother Lu!

"Senior Brother Lu's aura is unusually strong, and his strength seems to have improved again!"

Many people clasped their fists at Lu Gang. Of course, they were not too respectful. After all, everyone was at the ninth level of the Martial Emperor Realm, and Lu Gang was just stronger than them.

"Yes!" Lu Gang nodded casually and glanced around. He was startled because he saw Su Mo in blue clothes.

"hehe!"

Lu Gang sneered. He had not forgotten Su Mo's arrogance in the Zongwu Palace last time and actually despised him.

"Su Mo, what are you here for? Are you going to watch the martial arts competition?" Lu Gang asked with a playful look on his face. He didn't think Su Mo was going to participate in the martial arts competition because Su Mo's cultivation level was only at the eighth level of the Martial Emperor Realm.

"You can go, but I can't?" Su Mo asked with a calm expression.

"Haha, you might as well go and gain knowledge!" Lu Gang sneered. He guessed that Su Mo might have known an elder who was leading the team this time, so he could follow him to watch the martial arts competition.

Su Mo looked calm and didn't bother to pay attention to Lu Gang. If the other party didn't provoke him, he didn't want to cause trouble. But if the other party didn't know how to flatter him, don't blame him for being rude.

"Senior Brother Lin!"

"Senior Brother Tang!

"Good morning, two senior brothers!"

At this moment, there was another noisy sound in the crowd, and two more young people were seen coming hand in hand.

Of these two young men, one was wearing a bright yellow gown, with a tall figure and a handsome face.

The other young man has a strong body. Although he is not as tall as Lu Gang, his aura is not weaker than Lu Gang's.

Of these two people, the tall young man was named Lin Huang, and the sturdy young man was named Tang Gu.

Both of them are top geniuses among the core disciples of Dao Sect, and their strength is no weaker than Lu Gang.

Emperor Lin and Tang Gu also said hello to everyone.

Immediately, Emperor Lin looked at Lu Gang and said in a deep voice: "Lü Gang, this meeting of the seven major forces is also an opportunity for us to perform. Don't let people down!"

"Hmph! In this martial arts competition, I want to see what the geniuses of the other six major forces can do against heaven!" Lu Gang had confidence on his face, obviously having a lot of confidence in his own strength.

Emperor Lin nodded. In this martial arts competition, only the three of them in Daozong could carry the banner.

Everyone continued to wait, and after another half an hour, the number of people in the square reached more than 260, and no one came again.

In fact, these are not the only disciples who are at the ninth level of the Dao Sect's Martial Emperor Realm. It's just that some people don't want to participate in the martial arts competition, or they are in retreat, or they have not returned from training outside.

A moment later, the elders arrived. From the top of the upper peak, dozens of elders flew in and landed on the square. Their auras were as strong as the waves.

There were more than a dozen elders, including men and women, middle-aged people and old people. The leader was an old man with half-white hair, who was thin and hunched over.

"I've met all the elders! I've met the Zhenku Half Saint!"

Seeing this, everyone immediately clasped their fists in salute. Su Mo also clasped his fists slightly. It turned out that the hunchbacked old man was actually a semi-saint.

Half Saint means that half of the foot has stepped into the realm of Martial Saint. He can be called a half-step Martial Saint, the strongest person under the Martial Saint realm.

"Well, everyone is free of charge!" The hunchbacked old man, the Zhenku Half Saint, waved his hand.

"He's here too!" Su Mo looked at the dozen elders and was a little surprised, because among them was Feng Guang, who had extremely bad conduct.

Feng Guang came to the square and saw Su Mo at a glance. A look of surprise appeared on his fat face. Could it be that Su Mo had really broken through to the ninth level of the Martial Emperor Realm.

However, after looking at it for a moment, he suddenly realized that there was no breakthrough. He saw that Su Mo was still at the eighth level of the Martial Emperor Realm. Although he had reached the peak of the eighth level of the Martial Emperor Realm, there was still a big gap between him and the ninth level of the Martial Emperor Realm.

Then why did Su Mo come here?

Feng Guang had some doubts in his heart. Could it be that he asked the True Sage Taoist Saint for help? Make an exception to participate in the martial arts competition, or go to watch the battle and increase your knowledge?

At this time, Zhenku Half Saint's eyes were like lightning, he scanned the crowd and said loudly: "This martial arts competition has great significance behind it. I hope you will use all your strength to win glory for Dao Zong and yourself!"

"Yes!" Everyone responded loudly, and the sound was loud.

"Um!"

Zhenku Semi-Saint nodded slightly, then his eyes fell on Lu Gang, Lin Huang and Tang Gu, and said solemnly: "You three are the three strongest among the disciples of our sect who participated in the martial arts competition. Don't let me down!"

"Don't worry, Half Saint, I will never let you down!" Lu Gang was the first to speak, with a fierce fighting spirit in his eyes, revealing his strong self-confidence.

"We will not let Elder Zhenku down!" Emperor Lin and Tang Gu also spoke together, with firm expressions on their faces.

"Very good, I'm looking forward to your performance!"

Seeing this, Half-Saint Zhenku showed a smile on his old face. In fact, among the core disciples of Dao Zong, there are still two people whose strength is not weaker than Lu Gang, Lin Huang and Tang Gu. But those two are out. I have been through this for a long time and have not come back.

Therefore, the entire burden of this martial arts competition fell on Lu Gang and the other three.