High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late-Chapter 247 - 210: Mandate of Heaven, the Spiritual Light of the Fifth Form

Chapter 247: Chapter 210: Mandate of Heaven, the Spiritual Light of the Fifth Form

The murmurs caught Su Mu’s attention. As a pair of eyes, shining with the brightness of the sun, looked over, the last competitor seemed to have seen something terrifyingly dreadful.

She instinctively wanted to retreat, but her legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground.

"I, I give up!"

"The win is yours."

Su Mu surveyed the entire arena, and no one dared to meet his gaze.

At this moment, the whole venue went into a prolonged silence. The photographer’s hands were trembling, the lens inadvertently rotated, and then the scene quivered as the zoom went in infinitely.

When the photographer came back to his senses and hurried to adjust the lens, the live broadcast manager, who had rushed out from backstage at some point, grabbed the photographer’s arm.

"Don’t move..."

"This moment is worthy of being recorded in history!" exclaimed the manager with a final turn of the camera.

On the eight huge screens above the Yangcheng City Central Stadium, a massive close-up of Su Mu appeared.

The screen quivered, swiftly panning over the multitude of defeated competitors, finally fixing on the center of the stage where Su Mu stood proudly. His calm face betrayed a trace of regret.

This scene instantly gave the 300,000 spectators in the arena an enormous shock.

As if the person before their eyes was predestined by the heavens!

"This, is this even real?"

"Is it really just a script?"

"One-Slash Asura, One-Slash Asura!" someone shouted, immediately breaking the silence, and then the whole venue erupted, waves of cheering and applause unprecedentedly fervent.

"As expected, I lost... Su Mu is truly a monster." Sikong Ba looked at Su Mu, yet another figure appeared in his mind, Huangfu Tian.

"Facing a hundred on my own, we all lost?!" another competitor was unwilling to believe it.

At the edge of the platform, a person continuously gasped for breath. Lin Langtian, his nose and face bruised, cupped his pig-like cheek where half of his teeth had been forcibly knocked out, his terrified eyes still filled with confusion.

Could it be Su Mu was targeting him?

Otherwise, why was everyone else not as miserable as him?

Lin Langtian glanced around the arena, his sight fell on Lin Feng, who was from the same Lin Family, but Lin Feng wasn’t in such a terrible state.

If Su Mu was targeting the Lin Family, he wouldn’t have let Lin Feng off.

"Could it be that I am just... unlucky?"

In the audience, Huangfu Xue saw the scene of Lin Langtian with a pig-like face, her eyebrows raised with a smile, unable to resist waving her fist in satisfaction, immensely relieved.

"Hahaha, Lin Langtian is nearly a pig head."

"Su Mu, well done!"

...

As this scene seemingly ordained by destiny took shape. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

In the South China Control Room of Huaxia Television and Radio Station, the people lost their minds; just now, as the live broadcast of the Guangshen Province selection tournament forcefully climbed to the top nationwide, it once soared to eighteen points.

Nearly one-fifth of Huaxia’s population currently watching the selection tournament viewed the Guangshen Province broadcast through various platforms.

Eighteen points completely crushed past so-called prime-time blockbuster national TV dramas.

At that moment, even when the viewership of the Imperial Capital and Modu was combined, they could barely compete with Guangshen Province because a massive loss of viewers happened within both stations in a short time, and where they went, was obvious.

"Bai Ji, well done!" the female supervisor couldn’t help hugging Bai Ji, who was utterly bewildered, and then kissing him hard.

In South Mountain City, at the Hunter Association.

Ji Xiaoyan was extremely excited, and in his excitement, he picked up the equally excited Ling Xue nearby, carrying her around the association for several laps.

"What, what are you doing?"

"Put me down, put me down!"

"Master, he’s just too strong!"

The people at the Hunter Association were all in shock; many looked at the two with envy because being a disciple of a phenomenon like Su Mu was indeed a great fortune.

Not to mention anything else, just having such a connection meant few would dare provoke them easily in the future.

They were disciples of the One-Slash Asura.

"Facing a hundred alone, this One-Slash Asura Su Mu is probably invincible below Grandmaster level now!"

"Don’t just say below Grandmaster, I even think he can take on Grandmasters now!"

Ordinarily, such words would certainly be ridiculed by everyone, but at this moment, no one refuted, even though a few wanted to speak, they couldn’t utter a word.

Invincible below Grandmaster?!

In Ji Xiaoyan and Ling Xue’s view, their master Su Mu was far more than that, thinking he could completely battle Grandmasters because today during the selection tournament, the master hadn’t even truly wielded his blade, the strike that killed the Fire Flood Dragon had not been performed.

Yet, even so, the master easily broke through a hundred with one move, such strength could indeed challenge Grandmasters!

For a moment, all major media outlets were hotly discussing the matter of One-Slash Asura Su Mu, with trending searches skyrocketing.

[Shocking, Guangshen Province’s peerless demon selection tournament breaks through a hundred alone, the first below Grandmaster level is born!]

[Those who missed the Guangshen Province selection tournament, hurry in, One-Slash Asura Su Mu’s ultimate highlight!]

[Ten-meter tall Martial Arts Golden Body clashes with the blooming, One-Slash Asura’s earth-shattering battle!]

[Flesh against Grandmaster-level weapon, dual Grandmaster Secret Techniques, exclusive analysis of One-Slash Asura Su Mu’s strength!]

[The strongest Celestial Pride of Guangshen Province is born!]

...

"What a pity, just a bit more..."

In the battle, Su Mu felt his sword momentum touching a layer of bottleneck, which was the bottleneck of seventy percent sword momentum, just a little bit short.

Meanwhile, amidst the constant fire setting from the Beast Cave and the foodie, Su Mu’s mastery of the power of heaven and earth saw a significant improvement; during his attack against Sikong Ba, he tried integrating the power of heaven and earth into the fourth form of the Surging Waves Saber Technique.

In that moment, a trace of spiritual light flashed in Su Mu’s heart, but he was unable to fully capture it.

If successful, the Fifth Form of the Surging Waves Saber Technique might become a true Grandmaster Secret Technique, and it would also be Su Mu’s first Grandmaster Secret Technique realized by himself.

If this idea of Su Mu’s were to spread, it would certainly be scoffed at, even Hong Lie and the other two probably wouldn’t believe it.

A martial artist who hasn’t become a grandmaster actually wants to create a Grandmaster Secret Technique by himself; this is simply a fool’s dream.

Su Mu looked down at the Cold Moon and Red Flame in his hands, sighed softly, and withdrew the dual blades.

These hundred people didn’t give him much pressure.

The dual blades ultimately had no chance to be unsheathed.

Otherwise, the sword momentum and the Fifth Form of the Surging Waves Saber Technique would have had a chance.

The superpower of reading into sainthood still has some time... there’s still a chance.

The camera caught Su Mu’s micro-expression, and seeing Su Mu sigh for a moment, the contestants on the field felt extremely complex, but they had already done their best.

At this moment, they also tasted the feeling of being crushed by someone.

"Perhaps... this is how it felt for those who lost to me before; it’s truly despairing."

The battle concluded, and Su Mu walked off the stage amid the crowd’s call.

On stage, Zhong Guoping, Hong Lie, and Xiao Yun glanced at each other; even though they witnessed Su Mu’s testing process with their own eyes, they were still deeply shocked at the moment.

"This kid pulled off such a feat... it’s going to be hard for him not to become famous in the future."

"The protruding tree attracts the wind to destroy it. This tree is so strong and already a towering tree..."

The female host stepped back onto the stage; she was somewhat bewildered but could only suppress her inner shock, "Next is the third round..."

As soon as she spoke, the female host’s expression changed, and she spoke aloud.

"Haha, Su Mu instantly defeated all the contestants alone; did the female host accidentally say what she was thinking?"

"Indeed, I feel that this selection competition is already without suspense, just waiting to see who gets second between Gu Ming and Sikong Ba."

The female host immediately changed her tone.

"Ah no, the second round of the second draw begins."

She stretched her hand into a black box and took out a ball, then opened it in front of the camera, causing the audience to burst into laughter.

"This is hilarious; this program effect is impeccable, drawing One-Slash Asura Su Mu again. Are we going to make Su Mu go again?"

"Interesting, hahaha!"

Lo and behold, it’s 100...

Just walking off stage, Su Mu froze for a moment, drawn to himself again?

The other contestants’ eyelids twitched wildly; many were slightly broken.

Isn’t it?

Coming again?

What is this exactly, a selection competition or a breakdown competition?

Fortunately, at this time, Zhong Guoping promptly called to stop this farce.

"Ahem, let’s count this draw as a bye; let Su Mu advance directly to the third round."

As soon as the words fell, all the contestants breathed a sigh of relief, even Sikong Ba and Gu Ming, the two celestial prides on the list, felt the same, and their reaction was caught by the camera.

For a moment, the hall was filled with laughter and joy; this way, the audience seemed to have no objections either, just a bit listless after witnessing Su Mu’s amazing battle, the second round seemed rather sleepy.

For no other reason, everyone wasn’t very interested.

The ratings in Guangshen Province started to drop, but still maintained in the top five, and many people outside the stadium took out their phones to watch the selection matches in other provinces.

Many people hooked into Guangshen Province’s channel, waiting for Su Mu to make his move.

Directly progressing to the third round, Su Mu waved to Miaomiao and others before entering the resting room.

Su Mu closed his eyes and took out the Surging Waves Saber Technique to flip through.

Unawares, a wave of sleepiness crept in.

"This is the sixth time..."

This time, Su Mu had many doubts in his mind. Soon, a figure with features unclear, shrouded entirely in a misty figure, appeared.

"Teacher!"

"Who exactly are you... why are you calling me Teacher?"

Upon hearing the question, the figure in front was startled, then a sense of joy was reflected in their voice.

"Teacher is just Teacher."

The two began to converse.

In the end of the peculiar dream, the figure in front took a deep breath and said something inexplicable.

"Teacher, you must remember what I’m about to say..."

"There’s not much time; It is about to awaken, and the disaster will come once again..."

It?

Who is it?

Su Mu didn’t even get to voice his doubts, suddenly feeling immense pain in his head as if someone was piercing it open, an endless fog rolled in, and then the dream world disintegrated.

"This time, it still didn’t work..."

The figure in the fog spoke with urgency.

In the resting room, Su Mu abruptly opened his eyes, deep suspicion filling them.

"Not much time...?"

The words abruptly ceased; the intense pain of his head being pierced struck again, and as Su Mu calmed down, his expression was solemn, realizing he couldn’t remember what he wanted to say.