High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late-Chapter 243 - 208: Grandmaster Secret Techniques Take Shape, Defeating One Hundred Alone

Chapter 243: Chapter 208: Grandmaster Secret Techniques Take Shape, Defeating One Hundred Alone

"No rush, since everything is within the rules, let’s continue." Zhong Guoping glanced at the other two, and Hong Lie and Xiao Yun nodded immediately.

If necessary, the three of them can spare no pains to protect Su Mu.

Feeling the pressure from the crowd, Su Mu’s expression on stage remained calm. His gaze lingered briefly on Lin Langtian among the crowd.

Finally, the last contestant took to the stage, and everyone was present.

The host’s face was pale, and he began to speak with a trembling voice.

"Both sides in position, I announce the start of this battle!"

"You, wait a moment, I’ll step down first!"

After saying this, the female host’s legs went weak, and she left the stage with the support of a staff member from the Martial Arts Association. Only after leaving the stage did the female host let out a long sigh of relief, and even the newly arrived staff member felt relieved; the pressure on stage was suffocating.

"It’s finally going to start!"

"Go for it, knock down that arrogant guy."

In the vast Martial Arts Arena, the two sides stood a thousand meters apart, staring at each other.

"I’ll go first. I really want to see what makes you so arrogant, Su Mu!" Gu Ming stepped forward, emerging from the crowd.

Su Mu took a deep breath, and his aura erupted completely. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Thump thump thump!

The powerful heartbeat resonated like war drums, igniting the battlefield, reminiscent of an erupting volcano.

Golden light surged, flowing over every inch of his flesh and blood, then surfaced on his body. Under the midday sun, Su Mu resembled a golden War God.

Feeling this surge of aura, a look of shock flashed across Gu Ming’s face. He gulped down a mouthful of water, sensing an extremely dangerous presence targeting him.

Buzz!

The three-foot-long sword in his hand unsheathed instantly, emitting a sword cry.

Soon, a wave of heat surged around Gu Ming, the surrounding temperature spiked, and then red, blue, purple, green, and yellow flames rose, transforming into a massive flame.

Gu Ming went all out from the start, because his intuition told him that if he didn’t, he might not have another chance.

"So strong, worthy of the Five Flames..."

Before he could finish, a more terrifying heat erupted. Centered on Su Mu, the surrounding air twisted instantly.

In his deep eyes were two rising suns.

In an instant, a massive blazing sun hovered behind Su Mu. At the moment this sun appeared, the five-colored flames behind Gu Ming wavered violently, as if unable to withstand the pressure.

Su Mu transformed his palm into a saber, and the moment his right palm descended, Blade Qi dominated, and the radiant sun unfolded in brilliance.

Boom!

In the instant the Five Flames clashed with the sun, they were instantly annihilated.

Amidst the huge explosion, a scarlet wave surged, then spread across the arena, and even with the spiritual barrier, the audience felt enveloped in flames.

As the light faded away.

Gu Ming’s face was ashen, and his sword fell to the ground. Had he been defeated just like that?

In disbelief, facing his strongest strike, the opponent hadn’t even used a saber but instead transformed his palm into one. If the opponent hadn’t held back, he might have been killed by that strike.

"How, how is this possible?"

"How did you do it?"

Su Mu offered no explanation.

"The first one."

Retrieving his palm saber, Su Mu looked at the remaining ninety-eight challengers. His eyes narrowed as he charged alone towards all ninety-eight remaining competitors.

Though there are thousands, I will go forward!

The Five Flames Sword’s defeat happened in an instant, the colossal impact causing an uproar among the audience, filled with gasps of disbelief.

Before the crowd could recover from the shock, their pupils contracted once more as Su Mu charged towards ninety-eight competitors.

Suddenly, many spectators stood up in surprise.

Su Mu’s second target was Sikong Ba. As Sikong Ba was targeted, his heart skipped a beat, uncertain whether to lament his bad luck or feel honored.

"Attack together, don’t hold back."

"Otherwise, we’ll lose!"

Seeing Gu Ming’s immediate defeat changed Sikong Ba’s mindset. He abandoned his pride and spoke deeply.

"Join forces?!"

Yet many contestants were still in shock. Their pride as geniuses made them hesitate to gang up on one person.

Moreover, they simply couldn’t believe their side would lose!

Sikong Ba sighed inwardly, realizing their inevitable defeat.

His thoughts raced, and he resolved himself. Since the outcome was certain, he might as well fight to his heart’s content. After all, he had already lost once.

"Su Mu, let’s fight!"

Sikong Ba wielded a long spear, one zhang long, black as ink, the spearhead shaped like an angry dragon’s head. His right arm shook, unleashing his domineering spear momentum without reservation.

A black tiger formed behind him, more solid than Gu Ming’s flames.

"Sikong Ba has also... mastered a Grandmaster Secret Technique!"

Gu Ming’s pupils contracted. He had no complaints about losing to Su Mu, for the gap between their strengths was vast. However, he had thought he was not inferior to Sikong Ba, not realizing the latter’s strength probably exceeded his own!

Sikong Ba thrust his spear with all might. He also couldn’t comprehend how Su Mu turned his palm into a saber, but as a genius of the Sikong Family, he knew that martial artists below Grandmaster couldn’t control the Power of Heaven and Earth. Using Grandmaster Secret Techniques consumed a lot of Qi and blood, making it a ’weak’ moment post-strike.

The black tiger roared to the sky, shaking all around.

But in the next second, Su Mu raised his hand, not with a blazing sun, but a towering wave. The roar of the Surging Waves resounded throughout, instantly drowning the tiger’s roar.

Surging Waves Saber Technique Fourth Form: Inverted Sea!

Su Mu saw strands of flowing Power of Heaven and Earth, then his palm descended.

With the integration of the Power of Heaven and Earth, the Great Success Blade Momentum soared, and waves surged.

Boom!

The black giant tiger was instantly swallowed by the waves, then annihilated.

Sikong Ba’s tiger’s mouth cracked, blood flowed, and he couldn’t believe it. Su Mu had mastered two Grandmaster Secret Techniques, yet the second one felt strange or perhaps not fully mastered by Su Mu, weaker than the previous strike.

But the ability to consecutively deploy these techniques suggested formidable Qi and blood.

"Su Mu, take another shot from me."

Sikong Ba forcibly suppressed his trembling right arm and thrust his spear again. Su Mu neither dodged nor evaded, and a sharp aura burst from his arm, weaving Golden Essence Qi and pale golden blood into arm armor.

"The blood is golden?"

"No, that’s not blood, just some Secret Technique!" Sikong Ba’s pupils contracted, dismissing his ridiculous guess.

How could someone without reaching Grandmaster have golden blood?

Clang!

The clash of flesh and spear erupted with a metallic explosion.

In the next moment, Sikong Ba sensed an unbearable, terrifying force in the spear. As the bones cracked, the black spear flew out of his hand.

Psh.

The spear shot out, embedding itself deep into the wall, leaving just a small portion of the spear tail exposed, eliciting screams from the crowd.

"I lost, completely convinced."

Sikong Ba, clutching his limp right arm, retreated to the edge of the arena.

"The second one." Su Mu shook his right arm, suppressing Sikong Ba’s spear momentum in an instant.

"Using one’s flesh to withstand a Grandmaster Weapon?! The rumors weren’t false."

"Can Su Mu really strike down a Grandmaster with one blow?!" Gu Ming at the edge of the arena wore a look of shock and shame. Inside, waves rolled over his heart. He had always believed it just a rumor, but now he saw it was all true.

Moreover, Su Mu seemed even more terrifying than the rumors!

No wonder Su Mu never even glanced at him—Gu Ming was probably just a clown in Su Mu’s eyes. If Su Mu hadn’t held back, he’d likely already be dead.

"Sikong Ba... also lost?"

Seeing Sikong Ba’s swift defeat, the remaining ninety-seven contestants were in complete panic, like cats with their tails stepped on, bristling one by one.

For they suddenly realized...

What Sikong Ba had said earlier was coming true!