Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme-Chapter 1506 - 1452: Contest

A platform with a diameter of several dozen kilometers, accommodating three hundred disciples within, seemed exceptionally spacious. The platform below is crafted from a special Vajra Rock, sturdy and reliable, capable of withstanding very strong impacts; otherwise, if so many people started fighting,

the entire mountain could potentially collapse.

Lin Mo stepped into the third platform, leaving a piece of vacant space around him, while the other disciples competing for the qualification maintained a certain distance from him. Several slightly chilling gazes quietly landed on him, while the rest held complex expressions in their eyes, fear, reverence, dread... But those more aggressive gazes belonged to some older disciples with considerable strength; they possessed their own pride. Even though Lin Mo was widely known within the Seven Sects, solely relying on this reputation to intimidate them was almost impossible. As one participant after another stepped onto the platform, soon three hundred disciples competing in the battle royale gathered on the stage, no one spoke, the atmosphere seemed oppressive and eerie. After the last disciple entered the platform, the runes engraved along the platform's edge

suddenly emitted a faint glow, then turned into beams of light shooting out, converging at the top of the platform to form a bowl-shaped barrier.

This is a protective measure to prevent the aftermath of the battle from spreading, thereby destroying Cornelian Mountain.

"You must be Lin Mo, the most prestigious figure among the recent newcomers?" Suddenly, a young man slowly walked to the front of the crowd, his eagle-like sharp eyes staring directly at Lin Mo.

This young man had a slender physique, a trace of arrogance on his face, and carried a Blood Blade behind him, exuding a kind of violent aura.

"Hmm, and you are?" Lin Mo looked at him curiously, not recognizing him. After all, there are too many disciples in the Seven Sects for him to know them all.

"It's the Blood Blade Madman..."

"Senior Brother Ye..."

When many saw him step forward, their eyes revealed peculiar fluctuations; evidently, this guy carrying the Blood Blade had quite a name in the Seven Sects.

"I heard that Blood Blade Senior Brother's cultivation has already broken through to a high-level Galaxy Level, and he has gathered Martial Arts Will. In terms of combat ability, he is undoubtedly among the top of the Seven Sects!"

"Indeed, I wonder who is stronger between him and Lin Mo?"

These whispered conversations did not escape Lin Mo's ears. Blood Blade, ranked within the top ten geniuses of the Seven Sects, arrogant, and with not weak combat ability, his actual fighting power far ahead of Lin Wuya.

"You can call me Blood Blade. I've been in closed-door cultivation recently, never expected a figure to emerge among our Seven Sects newbies. Later, I'll defeat you ruthlessly." Blood Blade curled up a hint of pride at the corner of his lips, not at all polite.

"Is that so? Then please advise me, Blood Blade Senior Brother." Regarding Blood Blade's blatant provocation, Lin Mo was likewise unyielding, his eyes faintly gleaming. Such challenges were bound to come sooner or later. To quickly become famous in the Seven Sects, the best way is to defeat a renowned person. And now Lin Mo was gaining momentum in the Seven Sects, countless people wanted to challenge him, intending to step on him to climb up.

"The arena match, start now!"

At the same time, a deep and old voice spread across the entire sky.

"Heh, it's starting." Blood Blade took down the wide Blood Blade behind him; it was long, surrounded by strands of Blood Fog, even the air felt slightly bloody from the fog on the blade, not hard to imagine how much blood from Beasts the Blood Blade had been stained with. The sudden chill in killing intent lowered the temperature of the entire platform considerably.

The other trial participants did not move but instead retreated back, forming a circle to surround Lin Mo and Blood Blade, seemingly waiting for the two tigers to fight, hoping to reap benefits.

"Where's your weapon?" Blood Blade tightly gripped the Blood Blade, his True Yuan sweeping out like a Hurricane at this moment, overturning all the dust on the ground, noticing Lin Mo standing before him barehanded, a hint of surprise showed on his face.

"To fight you, fists are enough."

Lin Mo smiled faintly, sensing Blood Blade's strength should be comparable to Red Spider, back in Prison Realm, he could already fight four at once, now facing Blood Blade, there was certainly no need to take out a weapon.

"Arrogant... Wait, I'll crush your bones!" Blood Blade's eyes shot out two fierce chills at the words, the blood blade in his hand instantly slashing out a blood-red Sword Light along the platform, rushing violently with lightning speed.

The raging Sword Light was crimson like substance, facing such an offensive, Lin Mo did not dodge, tightly clenched his right fist, his fist brushed over with metallic luster, fiercely punching towards the Sword Light. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

The condensed True Yuan instantly released sound bursts, then clashed head-on with the ferocious Sword Light.

At the impact point, a rampant True Yuan spread in an arc, the dust on the platform once more flew up, many seeing this scene showed fear on their faces.

The substantial Sword Light was actually shattered by Lin Mo's punch, turning into specks of blood light, dissipating into the air. "No wonder so arrogant, turns out some skills." Blood Blade gritted his teeth, saying such but his face showed extreme heaviness, his feet stamping on the ground, his figure rushing away, waving the blood blade, pieces of Sword Light splendorous as flowers, aiming tightly and relentlessly towards Lin Mo.

"Blood Blade Shadow Splitting!"

The overwhelming Sword Light formed a web, sealing all directions Lin Mo could dodge, the sharp Sword Light carried a touch of heart-palpitating killing intent, like an invincible War God. Facing the Martial Arts exhibited by the opponent, Lin Mo's black eyes flashed a trace of brilliance, skin on his chest under the clothes showing faint blood patterns, then structured into a beast-head diagram, while metallic hue

spread on the skin's surface. Fist out, strong cold True Yuan coiling the arm, abruptly punched out, like an Ice Dragon, penetrating the seemingly impenetrable Sword Light, fiercely smashing onto the true Blood Blade, a metallic collision boom sounded instantly, one

shadow fast flew back amid the overwhelming Sword Light.

The observing disciples' eyes widened, watching the shadow flying back, rather embarrassed as it hit the ground, scraping the surface, carving a trail over ten meters long, it was Blood Blade.

Puff! Blood Blade leaned against his knife's edge, spitting out blood, his face showing pallor, his eyes full of shock; he didn't expect Lin Mo to be strong to this extent, resisting his Blood Blade bare-fisted.

"Together, solve him first, then we have a chance to win the arena's spot!"

Suddenly, Blood Blade shouted loudly, his voice echoing everywhere. Lin Mo frowned, the trees towering in the forest certainly get snapped by the wind, sensing those slightly sharpening gazes around him, he knew, he was surely being targeted!

The wonderful story continues tomorrow.