บท 783: The Happiness of a Baller

It was rare for two top-notch experts to fight. The soldiers surrounded them to watch.

In the battle with Qin Canglan, Su Mo's strength was displayed bit by bit.

Seeing that Su Mo had actually taken so many moves in the hands of the Grand Marshal, Liu Ren finally believed that Su Mo had indeed not used his full strength just now.

Qin Canglan's spear shot out like a dragon and attacked Su Mo's lower body. Su Mo tapped the ground with his spear and jumped up. He flipped over Qin Canglan's back and attacked him with a beautiful reversal the moment he landed.

Qin Canglan did not turn around. He stabbed the red tassel spear into the ground. Su Mo's spearhead pierced his red tassel spear.

"Great!"

In the crowd, someone clapped and cheered.

Su Mo smiled. "Granduncle, it seems you're still young. Then what about this move?"

He decisively retracted his spear, raised it above his head, and turned in the air before slashing down.