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“Zhang Qi is back! Since we lost, it's only right for the opponent to take their spoils. We can win them back in the next round!” Qilin Jun shouted loudly.
“But…” Zhang Qi was somewhat unwilling; after all, the Sword of the Dao was their Dao Sect's top Divine Weapon. It was hard for him to accept that it was taken away so easily.
“Come back!” Qilin Jun shouted again, his gaze sharp as he looked at Zhang Qi. Everyone present could almost feel Qilin Jun's anger. After all, they had lost the first battle, and Qilin Jun bore a significant responsibility. Now, with Zhang Qi arguing shamelessly, it only added to his embarrassment. If Zhang Qi weren't a skilled expert, Qilin Jun would have likely slapped him dead by now.
“Hmph!” Zhang Qi glanced at Hate Emperor with a cold snort and reluctantly returned to the Central Domain's camp.
“Let’s go!” Hate Emperor looked at Xun Yuhuan with appreciation and then spoke calmly.
“Do the people from the Four Great Domains still want to continue this match? If everyone is going to act like this Daoist Sect Leader, I see no need for this battle to continue,” Xing Chen stood up and addressed the people from the Four Domains.
“This was just an accident; the match must continue. Moreover, we guarantee that such a situation will not happen again!” Xuanwu Jun stepped forward and said.
“In that case, let’s continue!” Xing Chen nodded and said nothing further. In the next eight battles, the Eastern Region had four wins and four losses. The final match would be crucial; if they won, they would achieve complete victory in the duel within the True Sovereign Realm. If they lost, it would merely be a draw with no winner.
“This is the final match of the True Sovereign Realm. This round is crucial; we cannot lose under any circumstances. Qi Gaojie, your strength is quite good. You can temporarily use this Sword of the Dao. I believe you can achieve victory,” Xing Chen handed the Sword of the Dao, which was brought back by Xun Yuhuan, to Qi Gaojie.
“I will not disappoint everyone’s expectations or your expectations!” Qi Gaojie cupped his hands and said.
“Go! Let them know how powerful we are in the Eastern Region! ” Xing Chen nodded and spoke.
“Yuru, you go. We absolutely cannot lose this time. If you lose, we will lose face for the Four Domains! ” Vermilion Bird Lord glanced at the red-clad girl beside him and slowly said.
This girl in red is named Pan Yuru, a disciple of Vermilion Bird Lord. She has only been cultivating for three years but has already reached the peak of a True Lord, poised to break through to become a Divine Lord. Such speed is undoubtedly top-tier throughout history, though she cannot compare to someone as monstrous as Xing Chen.
“Yes, Master!” The girl in red, Pan Yuru, nodded and then walked slowly forward to stand before Qi Gaojie.
"Are you the last person from the Four Domains?" Qi Gaojie glanced at the girl in front of him and said slowly.
"I am the last one in True Lord!" Pan Yuru nodded.
"Good, as long as I defeat you, our Eastern Region will achieve victory in the first round, and my mission will be complete!" Qi Gaojie declared, his Sword of the Dao slightly twisting, a chilling aura instantly emanating from it, enveloping Pan Yuru's delicate figure with a cold killing intent.
"Vermilion Bird Divine Weapon!" Pan Yuru's snowy white jade hand slightly turned, and a fiery red spear appeared in her grasp, radiating intense heat that began to distort the surrounding space.
This was the Vermilion Bird Divine Spear, incredibly powerful. Although what Pan Yuru held was not the true Vermilion Bird Divine Weapon, its might was still quite terrifying.
"Slash!" Qi Gaojie’s eyes flashed with a chilling light as he swung his Sword of the Dao fiercely at Pan Yuru, showing no mercy whatsoever.
"Not bad, not bad. Qi Gaojie's temperament is commendable; he hasn't been tempted by the opponent's beauty and strikes with full force. Such a person is truly a rare talent," Xing Chen remarked, observing how Qi Gaojie remained unaffected by Pan Yuru's allure.
If it were someone else fighting Pan Yuru, they might have already weakened by three points before even starting due to her delicate appearance that naturally evokes pity. Such a person is simply irresistible to ordinary individuals.
However, Qi Gaojie resisted this temptation and showed no mercy in his attack. From this alone, it was clear that Qi Gaojie was indeed a remarkable talent.
"Vermilion Bird Divine Flame, incinerate the earth!" With a slight movement of her Vermilion Bird Divine Weapon, an endless sea of flames enveloped her body—this was one of the ten divine flames, the Vermilion Bird Divine Flame.
"Not good!" Seeing the approaching Vermilion Bird Divine Flame, Qi Gaojie inwardly cursed. At the same time, his figure flickered slightly and instantly transformed into a ball of fire, merging into the Vermilion Bird Divine Flame, making it impossible for Pan Yuru to detect where he was.
"Fire Release?" Pan Yuru's pretty face changed slightly. This type of flame attack was most afraid of encountering Fire Release techniques because such evasion techniques could directly merge into flames and then strike at an opportune moment, making it nearly impossible to defend against or evade.
"Conceal yourself!" Someone from the Four Domains suddenly shouted loudly. Hearing this voice, Pan Yuru's delicate body moved slightly, and she vanished into thin air.
"Damn it!" Qi Gaojie struck empty air, his face revealing an expression of anger. If it weren't for those from the Four Domains speaking out at that moment, he would have surely captured Pan Yuru.
"People from the Four Domains, do you have no shame? Don't you know that one shouldn't speak during a duel?"
"A bunch of shameless fools! You think you can oppose us from the Eastern Region with your kind? Truly delusional."
"Ha ha, you should just roll back to where you came from! You are not worthy to be our enemies in the Eastern Region, and we don't even care to associate with you."
The people from the Eastern Region shouted in unison.
"What now? Aren't you supposed to give us an explanation?" Xing Chen's sharp gaze fell on the Vermilion Bird Lord, White Tiger Lord, Xuanwu Jun, and Qilin Jun. These four lords were undoubtedly the true rulers of the Four Domains, and most matters concerning the Four Domains were decided by them. At this moment, Xing Chen's attention was naturally directed at them.
"In the first round of the True Sovereign Realm competition, we lost. Next up is the Divine Monarch Realm competition," Vermilion Bird Deity said after a moment of contemplation. After all, Pan Yuru was her disciple, and she had the most authority to speak.
"You all know that now. It's getting late; let's continue the Divine Monarch Realm competition tomorrow!" Xing Chen glanced at the setting sun and said lightly, "You can stay in any houses within Sun Kingdom, but don't go anywhere else."
With that, Xing Chen led everyone away from that place and returned to Sword Kingdom.
"What kind of attitude is this from you Eastern Region? Is this how you treat your guests?"
"People from Eastern Region, come back quickly, or don't blame us for being rude!"
"You Eastern Region turtles, are you afraid of the Divine Monarch Realm competition and trying to escape?"
The people from the Four Domains shouted angrily. The Eastern Region had left them here directly, which infuriated them, especially after their defeat in the first round.
"Master, I'm sorry. I lost this match; I didn't expect him to use Fire Release!" Pan Yuru appeared before Vermilion Bird Deity with an apologetic expression.
"This isn't your fault; no one expected the opponent to use Fire Release," Vermilion Bird Deity said with a slight shake of her head.
...
In Sword Kingdom, at Hate Emperor Palace.
"We won the first round of duels today; it's a good start. However, the next round of Divine Monarch Realm battles will be more challenging. Although we have quite a few strong individuals in Divine Monarch Realm on our side, winning against them won't be easy," Xing Chen said slowly.
"Why? Our strength is not inferior to theirs; how could we possibly lose?" Yun Qing frowned.
"Because the gods over there, the Emperor of Hate, are ancient monsters that have lived for tens of thousands of years, their combat experience is simply not something our Divine Lords can compare to. Therefore, winning in the Divine Monarch Realm's duel will be very difficult. As for the Emperor Realm, it will be even harder. We don't even have ten experts from our Emperor of Thunder Punishment, and most of them are just newcomers to the Emperor of Thunder Punishment. It's simply unrealistic to think we can compete head-on with them," Xing Chen shook his head and said.
"That's right. Although we achieved victory in the first match, continuing to win is indeed not easy!" Hate Emperor also nodded in agreement.
"Woo woo woo..." Suddenly, the Purple Gold Tiger on Xing Chen's shoulder began to wave its claws and whimper.
"Can you participate in the Divine Lord battle?" Xing Chen looked at the Purple Gold Tiger with confusion.
"Woo woo woo..." The Purple Gold Tiger nodded. At this moment, it had already reached the peak of Divine Lord and was on the verge of breaking through to Emperor of Thunder Punishment. Moreover, the strength of the Purple Gold Tiger was beyond doubt; even an ordinary Emperor of Thunder Punishment might not be its opponent. If it were allowed to take action, winning a round would definitely not be a problem.
"Alright then, if that's the case, we'll count you in," Xing Chen nodded.
"Rascal is so lovable! You even know how to help us deal with strong enemies. Come here for a hug, sister!" Meng Xiner looked at the Purple Gold Tiger and couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.
"Woo woo..." The Purple Gold Tiger shook its head repeatedly. If it were another beautiful girl, it would have pounced directly on her by now. However, Meng Xiner was different; she had often teased it before, leaving a psychological shadow in its mind. Now, it dared not let Meng Xiner hug it at all.
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