《Warrior’s Promise》Warrior's Promise
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Chapter 1147: Nation Master
Translator: Transn Editor: Transn
Emperor Qingyu stood up in shock and looked at Su Mo dully. He was horrified beyond explanation.
On the one hand, he was shocked by Su Mo’s strength. He could easily kill Wang Sheng in one strike. Perhaps only those who ranked in the top 20 on the list could do it!
Wang Sheng had been a Lv 9 Martial King Realm martial artist. But as the 62nd Supreme Talent on the list, Wang Sheng might not have been much weaker than him.
On the other hand, Emperor Qingyu was horrified. Wang Sheng was one of the proudest disciples from the Icy Palace of the North Sea. He had died in his imperial palace. His Qingyu Empire could not bear the anger of the Icy Palace of the North Sea.
Princess Qing Ya was equally shocked. She had just been trying to use Su Mo as a shield.
Beyond her expectations, the seemingly ordinary youth in front of her was such a horrible person!
With one finger, he had been able to kill the 62nd Supreme Talent on the List of 10,000 Talents.
He was over ten times stronger than her father!
She and Wang Sheng were fellow disciples, so she knew that the long blue saber had been a Lower Royal Divine Weapon.
How could he penetrate the divine weapon with one finger? What kind of strength was this?
Even the Senior Sister of the Icy Palace of North Sea, Mu Bingxue, who ranked the second on the list, had no such strength.
Qing Ya was shocked and stood there, her mind blank.
After a brief silence, the square suddenly erupted into an uproar.
“Oh my god! Wang Sheng is dead!”
“He killed him with one finger!”
“Who is this guy? Isn’t he afraid of the Icy Palace of the North Sea?”
“What horrible strength! It’s too strong!”
Everyone was shouting aloud, forming a deafening sound wave, rushing to the sky.
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Whoosh!
An earsplitting sound rang out. Wang Sheng’s living companion fled rapidly without saying a word.
Wang Sheng had been killed instantly, so he did not dare to linger. He immediately ran away.
He ran faster than he ever had before. His figure was like a cold current, blowing through the void. He disappeared instantly.
“Not good!”
After a short while, Emperor Qingyu had come to his senses and composed his face.
If this man escaped successfully, the news would immediately be sent back to the Icy Palace of the North Sea. Then, the imperial family would probably suffer great calamity.
The Emperor was going to chase after him, but he stopped.
After Su Mo had killed Wang Sheng, he had gone straight to the spectators stand.
Su Mo ignored the young man who escaped. The young man had not attacked him, so he did not bother to deal with him. Whether he escaped successfully or not, it made no difference to Su Mo.
He came to the fighting ring with two steps. Su Mo stared at the old man, with coldness in his eyes.
The old man had already stood up. He stared back at Su Mo. His thin face was full of dignified expression.
“Tell me your identity, and I will spare your life!” Su Mo spoke lightly in an impassive voice.
The old man was surprised. A wild gleam came into his eyes, and he looked sullen.
Su Mo’s words were too overbearing to resist.
When they saw this, the crowd was confused. What was this formidable young man doing?
Why was he challenging the Nation Master after killing Wang Sheng?
Did not he want to be the Emperor’s son-in-law?
“This … this little friend, this is our Nation Master!” The Emperor was startled and introduced the old man to Su Mo.
The Emperor abruptly changed his mind. He needed to calm Su Mo down now, and he could not offend him.
It was obvious that the unknown youth was much stronger than him and that the imperial family could not contend with him.
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Also, the young man had killed Wang Sheng, so he could not let him go. Otherwise, the imperial family would suffer destruction at the angry hands of the Icy Palace of the North Sea.
The Emperor had an idea. Since Su Mo killed Wang Sheng, he would have to bear the consequences, and he should not let them take the blame.
However, he could not tear his face with Su Mo because Su Mo was too strong.
“I’m Qu Tan, the Nation Master of the Qingyu Empire. Have I offended you in some way?” The old man with an aquiline nose opened his mouth and cupped his hands around his mouth, speaking in a deep voice.
Obviously, he also knew that Su Mo was so powerful that he could not be disobeyed.
“Nation Master?” Su Mo frowned slightly, and then he used his Ghostly Magic Sight Martial Soul to carefully examine the old man.
Under the Martial Soul, he clearly saw Qu Tan’s physical nature.
The man was full of intense Dark Force, with a rolling Corpse Qi, strong Qi and Blood, and very strong vitality.
This meant that the old man was a martial artist who had practiced the Zombie Skill, instead of a Corpse Puppet who had absorbed the essence of heaven and earth.
“Why are you using the Zombie Skill?” Su Mo asked.
“I accidentally came by a Zombie Skill in my early years. I felt like it was very powerful, so I have been practicing this skill for a long time!” Qu Tan was neither humble nor pushy, and he spoke in a low voice.
“Really?” Su Mo’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Does he really have nothing to do with the Netherworld Devil Sect?”
“If you don’t believe me, you can ask all those who are sitting here!” said Qu Tan in a calm, low voice.
“Our little friend, Nation Master Qu, really got the Zombie Skill from a relic by accident!”
“This is not a secret. We all know it!”
“Nation Master Qu has practiced the Zombie Skill for almost 40 or 50 years!”
On the spectators stand, some of the imperial family experts spoke up as they heard Qu Tan’s words.
Su Mo was silent. “Is it really just a coincidence?” “He is not a man from the Corpse Hall of the Netherworld Devil Sect?”
“Friend, why don’t we go to the palace and discuss it in detail?” said the Emperor tentatively. He looked at Su Mo.
He wanted to keep Su Mo. Then, he would be able to explain to the Icy Palace of the North Sea when their warriors came.
Su Mo considered and then nodded.
Since he was here, he had to figure this matter out.
“Please!”
Then, the Emperor personally led the way for Su Mo. They returned to the palace with Princess Qing Ya, Nation Master Qu Tan, and all the imperial family experts.
In the square, the onlookers watched Su Mo leave and talked endlessly.
“Who is this man?”
“What is his purpose? He does not want to be the Emperor’s son-in-law. He killed Wang Sheng, and even questioned the Nation Master!”
“He is fearless. Maybe he is an expert from some super power!”
“Ha ha! He killed Wang Sheng and didn’t even run away. When the warriors from the Icy Palace of the North Sea come, he will find himself in serious trouble, no matter who he is.”
“Let’s wait and find out! The Icy Palace of the North Sea is not far from Qingyu Island. In three hours at most, their warriors will surely come!”
Noisy voices were heard one after another. Hundreds of thousands of people had gathered in the square. No one left, and all stayed to see what would happen.
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