Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning - Chapter 1442 - 546: Willing Submission
The speed of the movement technique was not human; it resembled a ghostly silhouette in blood-red.
In the blink of an eye, it swept past many experts in the Jianghu present, heading straight toward the sea.
Yet at this moment, a figure descended from the sky.
A hand stretched out to seize, the palm wind was fierce!
The person looked up suddenly, their pupils constricting.
The newcomer was none other than Su Mo!
However… I burned my blood energy, used blood as a catalyst, unleashing the power of the Crimson Blood Divine Skill, thus propelling my movement technique so dramatically.
This speed, I believed no one in the world could stop it.
How could Su Mo catch up so quickly?
This thought flickered through the mind, but then a furious shout erupted:
“I will fight you to the end!!!”
Taking a deep breath, a blood light instantly appeared on his face.
He raised one palm, the center glowing red.
However, in the next moment, Su Mo flipped his hand and struck, effortlessly flicking away a full-powered strike.
“You…”
The black-clothed man glared with anger: “Back then, the Crimson Blood Demon Lord ran rampant in the Nanhai with the Crimson Blood Divine Skill. My Crimson Blood Divine Palm, though not at its peak, is also at mastery. How could it fall so easily?”
“The martial arts of the world are ever-evolving; though past arts were great, they need not be treated as sacred!”
As Su Mo spoke, he advanced with a single palm, gripping the person’s shoulder, his inner strength flowing, directly sealing the acupoints.
His figure descended, lightly tapping on the sea’s surface, rising as a dragon.
In a flash, he appeared on the large ship, casually tossing the person onto the deck:
“Tie him up.”
The Dragon King Hall disciple accepted the order with a nod, immediately securing the person tightly.
Only a glance revealed the person’s face was pale, and the severed arm’s wound had scarcely any blood flowing out.
Clearly, the Crimson Blood Divine Skill had burned his blood energy to this point, depleting the blood energy within.
He laughed coldly, continuously:
“Just kill me. Why bother capturing? Anyway, all you get is a corpse.”
Su Mo nonchalantly took an elixir from his bosom and stuffed it into the man’s mouth.
In the next moment, he pressed a couple of points on the severed arm, sealing the acupoints.
Not bothering with more words, he waved his hand:
“Detain him for now; I have questions later.”
It wasn’t Su Mo’s first encounter with the Crimson Blood Divine Skill.
The last time was on Weilong Island.
Back then, those in Dark Dragon Hall refining Whale Swallowing Skill, also used the Crimson Blood Divine Skill as their trump card.
The night Shui Wuchang was assassinated, the assassin used this skill in a desperate attack against Old Ma, thus escaping.
Though letting him escape then was part of Su Mo’s ploy.
Yet such skills still surprised Old Ma.
According to Old Ma…
Those in Dark Dragon Hall who refined Whale Swallowing Skill did not practice the complete set.
They innovated, making significant alterations to the Whale Swallowing Skill.
Removing many defects allowed for earlier mastery of Whale Swallowing Skill.
However, correspondingly, its benefits were greatly reduced.
Thus, even if they claimed great success in Whale Swallowing Skill, Old Ma’s martial arts still surpassed theirs.
Hence, the Crimson Blood Divine Skill served as their last resort.
Only… Su Mo hadn’t thought much of it then.
Now he realized, even under the command of the Yuhai King Ship, were experts in the Crimson Blood Divine Skill.
Whether these two events had any mystical connection, he needed to investigate further.
Of course, if the person died, it wouldn’t matter much.
After all, the Yuhai King Ship was soon advancing full speed, headed for hell.
As these thoughts passed, he looked back to see Mingyue Taoist and others gathering around.
Zhang Quan and Shi Shengtian were among them.
The old man, grumbling, removed his mask, revealing his true face:
“If it wasn’t for this wretch causing chaos, I’d have shown you, kid, some real power!”
“Can’t you stop bragging for a second?”
Zhang Quan, fearless of heaven and earth, naturally wasn’t afraid of this Nanhai Martial Elder, sneering and glaring at him fiercely:
“Can’t you see that Young Master Su was holding back?
“Effortlessly handling the Crimson Blood Divine Skill and still able to play with us as he wished…
“If he intended to kill, could you withstand a single strike?”
“You old hag! You’ve always been unreasonable, and now you cheer for others while undermining yourself. How couldn’t I withstand a single blow?”
Shi Shengtian glared at Zhang Quan.
“That’s better than you having no self-awareness, old man.”
Shi Shengtian was momentarily speechless.
He knew Zhang Quan’s words weren’t false.
Yet, as the dignified Nanhai Martial Elder, how could he admit it?
In a sense, he also had to somewhat thank the black-clothed man who just intervened.
If not for him, today could have been even more embarrassing.
He was contemplating how to smooth things over and then bond with Su Mo.
Then, he saw Zhang Quan clasping his fist, dropping to one knee:
“Today, in the face of competition, Zhang Quan is no match. From today onwards, I lead Yukun Palace’s men to submit to Young Master Su, willing to serve without complaint!”
These words, projected with inner strength, resonated far and wide.
On the Yukun Palace’s large ship, disciples who heard immediately dropped to one knee:
“Yukun Palace submits willingly to Young Master Su, ready to serve without complaint!”
Su Mo smiled at this sight:
“Master Zhang, please rise. Do not take the words of the duel to heart.
“You plotted against my Martial God Key, provoking me into a duel, which led to those words merely out of provocation.
“Now knowing you are all true heroes and valiant men, what virtue do I have to command you?”
Yet Zhang Quan did not rise:
“Precisely because everyone here is a true hero and valiant.
“How can we be people who eat their words?
“Can words spoken, like children born, be taken back?”
Mingyue Taoist and the others grimaced.
What kind of metaphor is this?
Yet the words rang true, and with exchanged glances, they too knelt on one knee:
“Master Zhang speaks rightly.
“The words duel were entirely willing.
“Since we’ve dueled and lost!
“Naturally, we won’t eat our words.
“We willingly submit to Young Master Su, ready to serve without complaint!!”
All present spoke these words with inner strength, and instantly their voices thundered across the sea!
