The Competition Begins

Hearing Sikong Yan's command, Su Mo stared right back at him calmly.

Then, he said coldly, "Unfortunately, I never apologize to or repay people."

Sikong Yan's eyes flashed sharply.

"Alright, then it seems you're going to attack me."

Sikong Yan smiled coldly, and countless fire snakes appeared on his body, causing the air temperature around him to spike.

The terrifying temperatures distorted the air, and the ground melted into rolling waves.

Everyone around them was shocked and hurriedly fell back.

The heat waves emanating from Sikong Yan rolled crazily towards Su Mo.

Although the waves were shapeless, they were hot enough to melt metal.

Su Mo frowned and activated his Spiritual Spirals, causing his five-colored Dark Force to surge into an air shield to protect him against the heat waves.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!