King of Gods - chapter-612
“Let us welcome our newest hundred-win challenger… Zhao Feng!”
A bright voice sounded across the arena.
Because of Ye Moyu’s defeat, the atmosphere was kind of dim, but
everyone was suddenly shaken by this voice.
“Another challenger has appeared so soon?”
Many experts were surprised. Ye Moyu’s unfair loss wasn’t enough to
stop this challenger?
Furthermore, this new challenger started the challenge directly after Ye
Moyu lost. This meant that their strength should be at least as strong as
“Zhao Feng? Never heard of him.”
“What kind of person will this new challenger be?”
The atmosphere in the arena was lit up once more, and the gazes of the
crowd became expectant.
A figure at the Small Origin Core Realm soon slowly walked onto the stage.
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This new challenger was a calm youth only about twenty years old. From
the Zhao Family to now, he had grown into a powerful youth.
“He’s Zhao Feng?”
Many gazes were disappointed as they landed on the youth.
This new challenger didn’t seem to be special. His cultivation wasn’t
even as high as Ye Moyu.
“It’s that kid?”
The Elder’s eyes lit up as he looked toward Li Yunya. If he remembered
correctly, Zhao Feng and Li Yunya were together.
“Hmph, he’s even weaker than me and dares to try the hundred-win
Ye Moyu’s fists were tightly clenched together. He felt humiliated.
“The first battle of the hundred-win challenge.”
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A Great Origin Core Realm judge said nonchalantly.
In the corner, Ye Moyu watched with a cold gaze. He wanted to personally
witness this challenger’s defeat before leaving.
“Zhe zhe, this brat’s only at the early stages of the Small Origin
Core Realm. It’d be a miracle if he could last more than four or five
The discussions nearby were exactly what Ye Moyu was thinking.
On the stage, Zhao Feng smiled, “The glory of the hundred-win challenge
shall be taken by me.”
Many spectators rolled their eyes, and Ye Moyu’s face twitched. Where
did this brat get his confidence from? It was an especially humiliating
for someone like him who already lost.
“Hehe, brat, if you can’t win ten battles, you won’t even be able
to win back the entrance fee.”
The Elder laughed.
Right at that moment, Zhao Feng faced his first opponent.
“Kid, let this spectator play with you.”
A Small Origin Core Realm middle-aged man rubbed his palms together as he
appeared onstage with a playful expression.
This middle-aged Small Origin Core Realm was a spectator who had reached
the early stage of the Small Origin Core Realm, the same as Zhao Feng.
The early stages of the hundred-win challenge usually consisted of
spectators, and the officials weren’t very strict about things at this
point. As long as one didn’t win fifty fights, they wouldn’t raise
the attention of the officials.
The judge waved his hand.
The middle-aged Sovereign laughed and threw a simple fist toward Zhao
Feng, and it caused the Heaven Earth Yuan Qi to howl.
If this fist was thrown on a continent, it would be able to destroy a
mountain, but this was the Void Ocean Arena; attacks of every type were
The middle-aged Sovereign’s attack missed, and his body froze as he was
“What’s going on?”
The middle-aged Sovereign didn’t see anything at all before he was
thrown out of the arena.
The middle-aged Sovereign spat out a mouthful of blood after landing on
The arena instantly became quiet, and the smiles of mockery on the
spectators’ expressions froze.
Zhao Feng gently blew air on his fist as he landed on the ground.
“It ended just like that? What speed!”
Many spectators finally returned to reality. Most of them couldn’t even
see how Zhao Feng moved, and the red-robed Elder’s heart jumped. Looks
like this new challenger was already charging forward fiercely.
Thinking back to how Li Yunya seemed to listen to this youth’s orders,
the red-robed Elder’s heart became slightly uneasy.
At the center of the esteemed guest spectating stands:
“That punch just now was pure physical strength. His body is like a
The Eternally Sealed Palace Lord murmured. Because this was the
hundred-win challenge, Zhao Feng’s appearance caught the Lord’s
attention, and he surprised many people.
“The second fight.”
The judge waved his hand.
Another spectator flew out.
The newcomer was a skinny man whose aura was sharp, as if he had fought
in many battles. Although he was at the early stages of the Small Origin
Core Realm as well, his strength was obviously stronger than the
“Dominating Tiger Flying Sky!”
The skinny male’s figure flashed as he became as agile as a leopard and
shot toward Zhao Feng as quick as lightning.
It was obvious that this skinny male specialized in speed.
A loud explosion sounded between Zhao Feng and the skinny male.
Zhao Feng made no signs of dodging as he thrusted out his fist.
The instant the punch was thrown, a terrifying aura of an ancient
desolate beast seemed to appear from Zhao Feng’s body.
The skinny male felt unable to breathe.
The skinny male’s arm was broken, and he was sent flying as he coughed
Victory in one move.
The arena was filled with discussion.
Although Zhao Feng didn’t display overwhelming strength, it was
shocking to defeat others at the same cultivation with just one brutal
“This brat’s body seems to contain an ancient bloodline power
that’s probably close to the existence of the Ten Thousand Ancient
Surprise appeared in the Eternally Sealed Palace Lord’s eyes. He felt
that the bloodline aura within Zhao Feng was even purer than Ye Moyu’s.
“The third fight…”
Zhao Feng faced fight after fight.
Another simple punch sent the opponent flying.
At the beginning, the fighters consisted mainly of early-stage Small
Origin Core Realms and middle-stage Small Origin Core realms.
Three consecutive wins… four consecutive wins… five consecutive
Zhao Feng’s speed of winning was much faster than Ye Moyu when the
latter was at this stage.
“What quick speed and terrifying power. He’s easily crushing those at
the same cultivation.”
Ye Moyu was faintly dazed.
The speed that Zhao Feng displayed was even slightly faster than his when
he didn’t use his bloodline power. Furthermore, Zhao Feng wasn’t just
fast. His body and physical strength were also terrifying.
Seven consecutive wins… eight consecutive wins… nine consecutive
Zhao Feng soon faced his tenth battle.
“Let me fight.”
A deep voice sounded, and its owner walked out from the area of the
The newcomer was a black-skinned, bulky youth whose muscles seemed to be
made of black iron that gave off a cold aura.
The black-skinned, bulky male caused the arena to tremble when he landed
on it. The strength he displayed was similar to a giant beast.
“It’s him…. Iron Back Black King!”
Many spectators exclaimed as they recognized his identity. The Iron Back
Black King’s cultivation had reached the middle stages of the Small
Origin Core Realm, and it was closing in on the late stage.
Furthermore, he was a body cultivator.
“Powering the World!”
The Iron Back Black King was like a giant beast as he sent out fists and
punches crushing forward.
“Bloodline techniques and turning body-strength into phantom images.”
Zhao Feng revealed a weird expression. He finally met someone slightly
interesting at the tenth battle because the tenth battle was a critical
If one couldn’t win the tenth battle, they wouldn’t even be able to
win back their entrance fee.
Zhao Feng roared as his bones and blood released a power that belonged to
an ancient source.
The instant this fist was thrown, roars of ancient beasts seemed to sound
around Zhao Feng, and the fierce aura made even the Iron Back Black King
unable to breathe.
“My bloodline power and that brat’s aura….”
The Iron Back Black King’s heart trembled.
The phantom images formed from his bloodline techniques were shattered by
Zhao Feng’s fist.
The Iron Back Black King immediately coughed out a mouthful of blood as
he was sent flying.
Ten consecutive wins. Zhao Feng’s face wasn’t red nor did his heart
beat quickly. He hadn’t used any True Yuan at all nor any bit of
With the use of the Ancient Dream Realm aura and the heart blood essence,
his body and state of existence had changed dramatically. Currently, his
state of existence had reached the limit of the Great Origin Core Realm,
while his body-strength was comparable to a beast of the same cultivation.
On top of that, Zhao Feng’s body contained an ancient aura that
suppressed bloodline powers.
“Apart from the bloodlines of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races, there’s
hardly any other bloodline auras that can suppress so many bloodlines.”
A light flashed through the Eternally Sealed Palace Lord’s eyes as he
After winning the tenth battle, Zhao Feng continued to fight. After all,
he hadn’t even used any True Yuan yet.
Eleven consecutive wins… twelve consecutive wins… fifteen consecutive
Zhao Feng’s win record kept on increasing, and all of his opponents
were sent flying with one fist while their bloodline powers were
“Twenty consecutive wins.”
The arena broke out into discussion. According to the rules of the
hundred-win challenge, the challenger had the right to rest after winning
ten battles each day, but Zhao Feng had won twenty in a row already.
What was even scarier was that his face wasn’t even red or anything. He
still hadn’t used any True Yuan nor bloodline power.
“He’s obviously not a body cultivator, and he’s only at the measly
early stages of the Small Origin Core Realm, and yet…”
Shock appeared in Ye Moyu’s eyes. Twenty victories on the first day was
what he had achieved. However, Ye Moyu was somewhat tired after those
twenty battles, so he didn’t keep challenging.
Currently, Zhao Feng hadn’t displayed strength surpassing Ye Moyu yet,
but this man hadn’t even used any True Yuan or bloodline power.
One could only use “unfathomable” to describe him.
An hour later:
Zhao Feng thrusted out a faint purple fist that sent a late-stage Small
Origin Core Realm expert flying.
The arena broke out into chaos.
“Thirty consecutive wins.”
The judge was slightly stunned as he announced.
This youth had only used the slightest bit of True Yuan in the thirty
battles. If this continued, he could definitely win a hundred fights in a
“Due to the lack of opponents, today’s hundred-win challenge will
The red-robed Elder waved his hand and stopped the challenge. His
expression was grim. This brat’s strength was too great, so he needed
to think of a plan for tomorrow.