His Battle Prowess Was This Strong?

In the victory dojo's arena, both Sun Mo and Ma Sui were standing 30 meters apart from each other.

The spectator stand was already filled with several hundred students, and more of them were coming.

"If I win, please give up the spot to me. If I lose, this body-refinement pill will be yours!"

Sun Mo had agreed to a duel, but Ma Sui continued to offer his bargaining chip. He felt that this was only fair.

"Teacher Ma, there's no need to do this."

Sun Mo frowned slightly.

"Teacher Sun, there's no need to say anymore. My mind is made up!"

After saying that, Ma Sui stopped with the crap talk. He held onto his longspear and assumed a starting stance. "Ma Sui, sixth level of the blood-ignition realm. Please give me your guidance!"

Hearing this cultivation level, the students on the spectators stand immediately let out loud gasps.