Chapter 33: Oppressive Attacks

The position of city lord in Duishou City was contested by ten people, five of whom came from Tianfeng Camp.
Yang Guo, Guo Jing, Xiao Feng, Duan Yu, and Xu Zhu, full of confidence, ignored the vicious gazes of the cultivators at the Divine Marshal stage and focused only on the other five Divine Marshal cultivators on the combat platform.
A command from Jing of the Divine King Sect rang out, and a disc flew out, containing ten square golden cards that looked identical. The disc hovered among the ten people.
“Draw lots,” Jing said calmly. “Under these ten cards are five colors. Those who draw the same color will be opponents.”
There was a special spatial rule within this disc—cultivators at the Divine Marshal stage couldn’t sense the color beneath the cards using their divine senses. Thus, the ten people could only rely on luck to draw one card each.
“I’ll go first,” Xiao Feng said, stepping forward boldly and grabbing a card at random.
Yang Guo, Guo Jing, Duan Yu, and Xu Zhu smiled and quickly followed suit, each drawing a card.
“It can’t be that lucky!”
After all five of them drew cards, they flipped them and found that each had a different color—red, yellow, blue, green, and purple. In other words, their opponents would definitely be the other five people; the five from Tianfeng Camp wouldn’t fight among themselves.
So, the five of them laughed.
The other five felt disappointed, as they had hoped that the five from Tianfeng Camp would fight each other, giving them a chance to reach the final round. With that, they also went to the disc and drew cards.
As soon as the five drew their cards, Jing announced, “Xiao Feng vs. Luohualiu, Yang Guo vs. Yaxi, Guo Jing vs. Qiuliumang, Duan Yu vs. Rong Momo, Xu Zhu vs. Kuangmengyi.”
The names of the five were Luohualiu, Yaxi, Qiuliuzang, Rong Momo, and Kuangmengyi.
In an instant, the Yin-Yang fish-shaped area expanded rapidly, and five transparent light shields appeared like the sky, enclosing the five pairs of combatants.
The virtual battlefield also contained powerful spatial rules that could be adjusted in size.
Wuyuan watched the five pairs inside the light shields with envy, wishing he were the one fighting. Of course, if he were allowed to participate in multiple battles, Wuyuan would undoubtedly take part in all of them.

“Qu Yi, when will I get to fight?” Wu Yuan was eager for action and couldn’t help but send a mental message to Qu Yi. Not being able to fight himself while having to watch other cultivators battle was a torment for Wu Yuan, so he couldn’t understand why Qu Yi didn’t want him to fight right away and seize the position of city lord. Qu Yi smiled faintly and immediately replied mentally, “Wu Yuan, why are you in such a hurry? Fighting those weaklings would be a waste of your time. As long as a cultivator with extraordinary strength appears, I’ll let you enter the battle arena.” Wu Yuan pouted, still dissatisfied, but had no choice but to endure it—after all, the rules of one-on-one battles allowed only one chance to fight. At that moment, Qing Wu Gui asked, “Qu Yi, do you think Xiao Feng, Yang Guo, Guo Jing, Duan Yu, and Xu Zhu can all win?” Qu Yi nodded and said with a smile, “Without a doubt, we will win all of them.” These words reached the ears of the Eight Realms Divine Kings. “Qu Yi, don’t think just because your subordinates have hundreds of millions of spiritual entities in their bodies that you’re necessarily stronger than your opponents. Every cultivator at the Eight Realms Divine General level has achieved this through hundreds of millions of years of hard training. Do you really think some strange method allowed you to increase the number of spiritual entities in their bodies to hundreds of millions? Can their combat experience compare to that of the Eight Realms Divine General cultivators?” Yan Que shouted angrily, rebuking Qu Yi. Clearly, Yan Que was furious that Qu Yi hadn’t been killed in the outer seas but instead had taken six divine king-level artifacts from the Yan clan. Hearing Qu Yi’s words, he became even angrier and immediately started scolding him. The Eight Realms Divine Kings nodded smilingly—it was obvious they agreed with Yan Que and also wanted to mock Qu Yi to humble him. Qu Yi smiled faintly, looked straight at Yan Que, and said, “Yan Que, how about we have a bet, or even five bets? For each win or loss, we bet a divine king-level artifact.” Yan Que’s expression froze. Qu Yi had resorted to this tactic! As a divine king, Yan Que realized that his words had been trapped by Qu Yi. If he didn’t bet against Qu Yi in front of these cultivators at the Eight Realms Divine General level, his dignity as a divine king would be completely lost. After all, the divine king-level artifacts in Qu Yi’s hands were all taken from the Yan clan’s disciples. By doing this now, it was as if Qu Yi was using the Yan clan’s artifacts to gamble against him, the ancestor of the Yan clan. No matter how frustrated he was, Yan Que had no way out at this point.

“Alright, I’ll take your bet. I’ll set the rules—winning depends on how many matches are won, and the stake is a Divine King Artifact,” Yan Que replied immediately.
By saying this, Yan Que already seemed somewhat uneasy, but to avoid losing more Divine King Artifacts, he had no choice but to do so.
Divine King Artifacts contain five laws, and currently, among the gods in the divine realm, only Sun Gongxia from the Gouye family has the ability to forge them. Therefore, if any Divine King from the Eight Realms wants to create one, they must not only find precious materials but also enlist Sun Gongxia’s help, paying a large sum in return. In short, forging a Divine King Artifact is extremely difficult.
Thus, Yan Que couldn’t just casually hand over a few as stakes.
Seeing this, Qu Yi laughed heartily and nodded, saying, “Alright, seeing how desperate you are, Yan Que, I’ll have mercy on you—let’s use one Divine King Artifact as the stake.”
The rules for winning were simple: if the five members of Tianfeng Fort won three matches or more, they would win the bet. Qu Yi was well aware of the skills of those five and was certain they would win all five matches, so he was confident of victory.
Yan Que breathed a sigh of relief. Now, he could only place his hopes on Luohualiu, Axixi, Qiuliuzang, Rong Momo, and Kuangmeng Yishen.
Qu Yi then smiled at the other Divine Kings and shouted, “If any other Divine King wants to join this bet, come ahead! The rules are the same—the stake is also a Divine King Artifact.”
The other Divine Kings showed slight anger but none spoke up. With Yan Que already embarrassing himself, they certainly wouldn’t go out of their way to boost Qu Yi’s chances.
Seeing this, Qu Yi said with a smile, “It seems the Divine Kings are focused on cultivation and unshaken by external matters. Then I won’t insist. Alright, Yan Que, it’s just the two of us now. I’ll take out a Divine King Artifact and hand it to Divine King Zongjing. You do the same.”
With that, Qu Yi took out a Divine King Artifact in the shape of a long sword and threw it to Zongjing.
Under everyone’s gaze, Yan Que had no excuse to refuse and could only take out a Divine King Artifact, also a long sword, and throw it at Zongjing.
Zongjing smiled, took both artifacts, and said, “Good. As the moderator, I’ll act as a temporary guarantor for both of you. Whoever wins this bet will keep both artifacts.”
Qu Yi nodded with a smile, while Yan Que remained silent.
Inside the five transparent energy shields, the battles had already begun.
Xiao Feng bowed to Luohualiu and shouted loudly, “Brother Luohua, please.”

Luo Hua Liu immediately took out a stick, rushed forward, and swung it. Suddenly, 80 million spiritual entities formed a massive club that struck straight at Xiao Feng’s head.
Xiao Feng didn’t even need a divine weapon. His fleshy palms moved swiftly, creating numerous illusions. With each push, 100 million spiritual entities formed a giant palm that pressed toward Luo Hua Liu.
The massive club broke upon contact with the palm, but the force from the giant palm continued, striking Luo Hua Liu again.
Luo Hua Liu was shocked. He hadn’t expected Xiao Feng to be so powerful. In panic, he quickly dodged the palm of spiritual entities and stood there, trembling and indecisive.
“Brother Luo, I’ve recently mastered the Three Dragon Subduing Palms. Try them out,” Xiao Feng said calmly. Seeing that Luo Hua Liu didn’t dare attack, he loudly called out.
After saying that, Xiao Feng leaped into the air. As he was in mid-air, he pushed with his right palm, and suddenly, 100 million spiritual entities burst forth from his body, forming a majestic dragon image that roared loudly as it flew toward Luo Hua Liu.
“I’ll block it!” Luo Hua Liu panicked. He gripped the stick with both hands and pushed upward in a blocking stance.
The dragon launched a surprise attack, biting into the stick, yet its force remained unrelenting, continuing to press forward. Luo Hua Liu desperately summoned spiritual entities to form a huge shield to resist the dragon’s advance.
Roar!
The spiritual entities forming the dragon finally dispersed, and the dragon sent out a fierce sound wave that soared through the sky.
Before Luo Hua Liu could calm himself down, Xiao Feng had already landed in front of him. This time, he pushed with both palms simultaneously, summoning a dragon from both the front and back—both formed from 100 million spiritual entities—that attacked Luo Hua Liu at once.
It was extremely oppressive!
Luo Hua Liu was furious but knew it was impossible for him to resist the attacks of these two dragons with his current strength.
“Fire Dragon Stick, explode!”
Suddenly, Luo Hua Liu became decisive. He threw the divine weapon in his hand, detonating it. This Fire Dragon Stick was a divine weapon at the Divine General level. Once detonated, its power was even greater than that of 100 million spiritual entities.
A massive explosion occurred in front of the two dragons, quickly scattering them and making them disappear.
At that moment, Xiao Feng’s loud laugh echoed: “Brother Luo, my apologies.”
Luo Hua Liu sensed something bad was happening. As he tried to dodge, he found a divine weapon at the Divine General level, shaped like a great sword, appearing in front of him.
The great sword exploded violently, sending a massive wave of chaotic energy that engulfed Luo Hua Liu, reducing his body to a skeleton-like shape.

Xiao Feng accidentally activated the divine artifact while detonating it at Luohua Liu, catching him off guard.
Luohua Liu exhausted all his divine energy; his skeleton supported only his head as he fell to the ground.
Xiao Feng did not attack further but stood there, smiling at Luohua Liu.
“I lost,” said Luohua Liu wisely.