Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

Lin Mo fell into silence. He unleashed several moves of swordsmanship expertise to strike his opponent, but the opponent didn’t even move, and directly killed him with a single sword. This terrifying strength is probably only possessed by some World King level experts, who can make it difficult for him to withstand with a single thunderous strike.

”No, that’s not right either.”

Lin Mo shook his head again in denial. The Blood Demon Vine Armor on him is already an ’Extreme Dao’ level armor; how could he be killed by the opponent with one sword?

Even if a Realm King uses an Ultimate Weapon, he shouldn’t be instantly killed; there must be something strange here.

Lin Mo looked at the massive blood shadow in the sky and asked: ”Excuse me, is there a time limit for challenging the Asura Tower Number 1 legacy?”

”Of course, there is a time limit. You have three chances, within the period of one year. You can attempt the second challenge anytime you like, but you only have a year to use these three chances,” the massive blood shadow in the sky said slowly.

”Alright, I’ll continue the challenge later!” Lin Mo nodded, then directly sat cross-legged in the void, quietly contemplating.

”Think it through, and step into the array,” the massive blood shadow said before disappearing into the Blood Fog without a trace.

Sitting cross-legged in the void, Lin Mo began to ponder seriously.

Even facing a true Nine-Turned Asura Realm, given his Magic Treasure, the strength of his physique, his power shouldn’t be instantly killed like this! Where exactly is the problem?

One day!

Two days!

A month passed consecutively, and Lin Mo remained sitting cross-legged in the void, not in a hurry to waste his second chance for the challenge. ”Right, he is a blood shadow, not a true Realm General, and what he is testing is my Asura Body’s strength!” Lin Mo finally understood, ”If I truly died, how could I appear again? That blood shadow ’killed’ not the real me, but only the strength of my Asura Body.”

”Once I step into the array, my True Yuan, Star Wheel Universe Map, Blood Demon Vine Armor, Xuanyuan Sword within my body are all fake, merely virtualized by the power of Blood Fog, according to my Asura Body’s strength, not my real power!”

Lin Mo finally figured it out, a flash of inspiration crossed his mind.

Once he stepped into the array, the power of the array automatically virtualized a Lin Mo with the strength of a ’Five-Transformation Asura Body’, challenging a blood shadow with ’Nine-Transformation Asura Body’ strength.

”Isn’t this a dead end? Even if I reach Nine-Turned Asura Body, facing another Nine-Turned Asura Body without Magic Treasure, Blood Demon Vine, or Cultivation Technique, how can I defeat the opponent?”

The Asura Body, it battles over the gathered amount of Blood Evil, it battles over the mastery of the Asura Body, and all external items cannot help including one’s Magic Treasure and Cultivation Technique.

”In terms of the concentration of Blood Evil, I am just a Five-Transition Asura, how can I surpass a Nine-Turned Asura Body?” Lin Mo pondered bitterly.

Time continued to pass, second month, third month, fourth month...

Pondering painstakingly for a long time, until entering the fifth month in Asura Tower Number 1, Lin Mo, sitting cross-legged in the void, finally opened his eyes, and a sparkle flashed across his black pupils.

After meditating for five months, Lin Mo finally thought of a method, and that is Dao Heart, and realm.

Magic Treasures, Cultivation Techniques became external, but Dao Heart and realm always remain their own, and the blood shadow within the array simply cannot replicate them!

”Blood Shadow, I want to launch the second challenge!”

Lin Mo stood up and said calmly. ”Oh.” In the void, the massive blood shadow recondensed from the Blood Fog, overlooking Lin Mo said, ”Cultivator, your eyes are filled with confidence, it seems you have found the method, I hope you succeed! Actually, you still have more

time to think.”

”No need, I can’t wait any longer.” Lin Mo said.

”Alright, step into the array, the second challenge begins!” the blood shadow said.

This time, Lin Mo retracted the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo Sword, Xuanyuan Sword into his Space Ring, then stepped into the array, indeed the array once again emerged with a blood shadow identical in appearance to him, this time the opponent was also barehanded. ”Just as I guessed, the array has a ’copy’ function, copying a Five-Transformation Asura powered self, then copying a Nine-Turned Asura powered opponent.” Lin Mo was pleased in his heart, this time, he must succeed in the challenge

. Lin Mo wasn’t in a hurry to strike, instead secretly sensing the True Yuan within the Dantian. Indeed, the Star Wheel Universe Map had disappeared. Everything was just as he guessed, the him within the array, now just a Five-Transition Asura Realm cultivator, just Blood Fog

forming into an illusionary phantom. ”Cultivator, it seems you’ve already seen through the array’s mysteries!” The blood shadow in the sky didn’t disappear this time, but slowly said: ”The array has replicated a Nine-Turned Asura you, and a Four-Transition Asura you, your Magic

Treasure, Armor, Cultivation Technique are of no use.”

A self-confident smile appeared on Lin Mo’s face, his palms slightly clenched into fists, his dark eyes brimming with confidence, ”You can imitate my face, but not my Dao Heart, my Martial Arts Essence!”

With that, Lin Mo brought his two fingers together, surrounded by strands of blood wrapping his fingers, a treasure sword formed from Blood Fog rapidly coalescing.

The blood shadow opposite also extended two fingers, likewise wrapped with blood mist at the fingertips, coalescing a treasure sword identical to his own.

”The power of Blood Fog can only replicate an identical me, but cannot replicate my Dao Heart, and Sword Dao Connotation!” A confident glow adorned Lin Mo’s face as he shouted, ”Battlefield Autumn Inspection!”

This move, based on the Heavenly Reversal Nine Swords Foundation, and further cultivated and comprehended by years of Sword Dao Connotation, was created by Lin Mo, encompassing his Sword Dao Connotation, also inspired by the passionate spirit of the battlefield.

It embodied the clash of armors and iron horses, heroic aspirations towering to the sky, brotherly loyalty!

”My Sword Skill is not something you can mimic!”

Swish!

The moment the Blood Sword was unleashed, the wind surged and clouds moved, Sword Qi like red light, millions of strands pierced through the darkness, countless Sword Qi turned into warhorse generals, brandishing weapons, gushing blood, defending the homeland!

At the same time, the blood shadow’s fingers moved, the Blood Sword unleashed, instantly a mighty force like an army of thousands surging wildly, aura like a rainbow, drenching the earth with blood, the killing intent overwhelming, the quantity of Sword Qi far exceeded Lin Mo by hundreds of times!

Lin Mo’s Sword Qi seemed like a troupe of ten thousand encountering millions of troops, collapsing instantly upon contact, without any resistance.

”Th-this, how can this be!”

Lin Mo was completely stunned.

Then, in his shocked pupils, his body was pierced by a thousand Sword Qi, vanished like smoke.

The next moment, Lin Mo reappeared outside the array, the array’s spectacle of thousands upon thousands of troops long disappeared, the blood shadow also gone, Lin Mo was left dazed, lost in thought.

”Cultivator, you have failed once more, you have one last chance.” The massive blood shadow in the sky lamented: ”Had you comprehended ’Extreme Martial Arts’ realm with that move just now, perhaps you would have had a chance to resist.

This time, Lin Mo didn’t speak, instead directly sitting back down cross-legged in the void. ”It turns out, I have my own Dao Heart, my own Sword Dao Connotation, and although that blood shadow isn’t a real cultivator, lacking a Dao Heart, in terms of connotation he doesn’t lag behind; Asura Tower stands in the Asura Battlefield over several Eras, accumulated countless killing aura, Evil Qi, Blood Energy, in terms of battlefield connotation perception, he is more profound than I!”