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Chapter 48 Demon King Su Mo, Honorary Teacher Position.
Chapter 48 Demon King Su Mo, Honorary Teacher Position.
Su Mo seemed to sense the killing intent emanating from Yan, and glanced at him with a smile.
Seeing Su Mo's smile, Yan's hatred intensified; he felt that Su Mo was humiliating him.
The old man beside the arena was also taken aback. He hadn't expected that even Hu Liena could be easily defeated, and without even activating her martial spirit.
Suppressing his astonishment, he shouted again, "Su Mo, five consecutive wins!"
Although Hu Liena is a control-type Soul Master, her combat strength should not be underestimated.
Seeing this, no one dared to step onto the ring to fight anymore.
Three minutes passed quickly, and Su Mo became the only person to challenge the Demon King today.
"Now, please welcome the Demon King, Yan, to the stage to face the challenge!"
Yan jumped into the arena and used his soul skill without saying a word.
"Granite Rock!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his upper body clothes were torn to shreds.
His muscles bulged, and in an instant, his body had swelled to three meters.
He then slammed his fist into the ground, instantly turning the entire arena into scorching hot rock.
Unfortunately, this move had no effect on Su Mo, since Su Mo was already immune to water and fire after consuming the Eight-Cornered Mystic Ice Grass and the Fiery Apricot.
Even if Su Mo stood still and let Yan hit him, he wouldn't get hurt at all.
"Hellish Purgatory!"
Seeing that his soul skill was useless, Yan immediately unleashed his third soul skill.
His purple spirit ring flashed, and then he stomped his right foot hard on the ground.
In an instant, rocks flew up from the arena, and countless small magma particles suddenly appeared.
"Is that all?"
Su Mo glanced at Yan indifferently and chuckled.
"Flying Sand and Raging Flames!"
Yan unleashed his fifth soul skill, his biggest trump card.
In an instant, the entire arena was covered in flames, a strong wind arose, and sand flew in the wind, making the entire arena extremely hot.
"Is that all?"
Su Mo shook his head in disappointment and said indifferently.
"court death!"
Hearing Su Mo's sarcasm, Yan could no longer sit still.
He strode towards Su Mo and swiftly threw out his right fist.
Su Mo also extended his right fist, which collided with Yan's right fist.
With a loud bang, Yan's right arm was shattered, and he was sent flying several meters before crashing off the stage.
Yan lost, utterly lost.
It was also his bad luck that he ran into Su Mo, who had a strong physique and was immune to water and fire.
"Su Mo! Su Mo! Su Mo!"
A deafening roar erupted from below the arena.
The Demon King's position had been occupied by Yan for several years, but today he has a new master.
Yan was carried into the infirmary, and with the treatment of a healing-type Soul Master, his right arm was fully recovered in a few days.
But he lost the title of Demon King forever, and could never take it back.
"Excuse me, could you please take me to the classroom?"
Su Mo looked at the old man beside the arena and asked.
The old man was already laughing like a chrysanthemum. The only thing that made him feel sorry was that Su Mo still hadn't used his martial soul.
"Your strength is such that you no longer need to go to the classroom. I would like to invite you to be an honorary teacher of the Spirit Hall Academy, and you will receive 10,000 gold soul coins every month."
The old man smiled as he looked at Su Mo, his words revealing undisguised admiration.
Upon hearing this, Su Mo was startled.
He never expected to earn a salary for participating in a competition, let alone that the old man in front of him wielded such power that he could directly make him an honorary teacher.
"Thank you very much. May I ask your name?"
Su Mo smiled.
"Just call me Lao Fu, I'm the vice dean here."
Old Fu stroked his gray beard, his face beaming with smiles.
"Thank you very much, Lao Fu."
Su Mo patted Old Fu on the shoulder, showing no restraint despite Old Fu's status as vice dean.
The students in the distance were dumbfounded. The usually stern and unsmiling vice dean was actually chatting and laughing with a student, even though that student was the new demon king.
"Come with me."
Old Fu led Su Mo to the dormitory building and selected the best single room for him.
The number of students at the Spirit Hall Academy is more than ten thousand, and those who can live in a four-person room are extremely rare. Only students at the Soul King level or above can enjoy a single room.
"Thank you so much, Lao Fu. Just come to me if you have any problems in the future."
Su Mo said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Old Fu chuckled. In the past, students would ask him to solve problems, but this was the first time someone had asked him to solve a problem.
Old Fu left the dormitory building with a smile. Su Mo's dormitory was arranged on the first floor, and he was stunned the moment he entered the dormitory.
This dormitory is comparable to the hotel that costs 100 gold soul coins, and it even has a bathroom, and the big bed can accommodate at least six people.
Su Mo arrived here without any luggage, only carrying a few sets of clothes in his black jade ring.
He lay on the bed and took a deep breath, his heart filled with joy.
Bibi Dong's generosity this time made him very satisfied, and he was even more grateful that he had been chosen by God.
If it weren't for the divine aura emanating from him, his cultivation level and soul rings would be truly inexplicable.
It was already evening. After three days of travel, Su Mo took a comfortable bath and then lay down on the big bed and fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning.
A series of urgent knocks reached Su Mo's ears.
"Brother, are you sure he lives here?"
"I asked Dean Fu, and it's true that this is the dormitory I was assigned to?"
After a few whispers, the knocking on the door became more urgent.
Su Mo frowned slightly and opened the door while still wearing his pajamas.
"Nana can't watch!"
Seeing that Su Mo's clothes were revealing, Xie Yue hurriedly covered Hu Liena's eyes.
Hu Liena struggled to free herself from Xie Yue's hands and said irritably, "I'm nineteen already, what's wrong with me looking at this!"
Then she stared at Su Mo with great interest, her gaze lingering on his explosive abs for a long time.
"Is there something you need?"
Su Mo frowned slightly, guessing that Hu Liena had come seeking revenge.
"I want to see that!"
Hu Liena's eyes blinked, and she smiled mischievously.
"That? Which one is that?"
Su Mo's gaze turned strange, and his tone suddenly changed.
Although he claimed to be handsome, dashing, and highly capable.
But is it really necessary to be so proactive after just meeting someone?
"What are you thinking! I'm talking about martial spirits!"
Hu Liena chuckled, her interest in Su Mo growing even stronger.
"Well, I'm afraid that won't work."
Su Mo shook his head helplessly.
His strength is so great that Hu Liena would probably feel inferior if she saw it.
"What did you say?"
Hu Liena frowned. As Bibi Dong's disciple, no one had ever dared to refuse so readily.
Moreover, her charm and beauty are unparalleled, and no man would refuse her.
"As I said yesterday, my martial spirit is very special and cannot be released easily."
Su Mo said this with an air of seriousness.
"Why can't it be released easily? Is it some kind of shady martial spirit?"
Hu Liena's tone turned cold, and she moved extremely close to Su Mo.
Seeing Hu Liena's sudden change in expression, Su Mo had a sudden inspiration and said:
"My martial spirit blossoms in slaughter, and every time it is unleashed, blood is inevitably drawn."
(End of this chapter)