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Su Yie's palm slammed onto Mo Jingcang's chest, deploying twenty-five million Dragon's Strength and breaking Mo Jingcang's bones to bits. He spat blood and was flung backward, a sight of utter misery.

After crashing to the ground, just as Mo Jingcang tried to stand up, Su Yie appeared before him, with the blade of the Zhou Wu Sword at his throat, rendering him too terrified to move.

"How is this possible..."

"Why is he so powerful..."

Mo Jingcang was drenched in cold sweat, the blade of the Zhou Wu Sword giving him a piercing sensation at his throat, making him feel that any movement would lead to certain death!

Su Yie looked down on him disdainfully and asked, "Do you concede?"

Defeating the first protagonist of Chaos vested with luck, he still felt somewhat exhilarated.

Grinding his teeth, Mo Jingcang ultimately lowered his proud head in order to survive.

"I am not your equal!"