Pursued by the Top Grade Saintess after Engagement Annulled Chapter 427 - 423: Three Hundred-Person Battle Royale

The spectators below had sowhat subtle expressions, montarily unable to discern whether Li Qingyu truly wanted fairness or had so new trick up her sleeve.

It was Li Qingxue on the opposite side who couldn’t hold back any longer, speaking with a face full of anger: "Li Qingyu, must you target my people?"

"Not ntioning the manipulation of contestants in private, he’s already defeated ten Celestial Tier Ninth Layer Martial Gods and should have received a token. Now you’re pulling this stunt again!"

"You’re obviously doing this deliberately!"

The spectators below instantly realized; they hadn’t guessed Li Qingyu’s motives while watching earlier, but now that Li Qingxue pointed it out, everyone understood.

"Isn’t this clearly targeting the followers of Goddess Qingxue?"

"Let him understand the vastness of the world, so he knows who to follow for a better future."

"But isn’t this a bit too unfair for him?"

On the judges’ platform, Li Qingyu’s expression was unsightly as she spoke coldly: "Luck is originally a part of strength, so why be envious here?"

"Li Qingxue, I know you’re angry with , but this assessnt is hosted by . As an honorary judge, you should just sit back and watch the show without jumping out to get humiliated."

Li Qingxue’s face also darkened, her pretty face tinged with thin anger: "Though Father assigned this matter to you, he didn’t permit you to ddle unfairly."

"Do you rember the initial intent of this assessnt?"

Li Qingyu didn’t respond; the thirty tokens released were intended for the loose cultivators in the Celestial Sword Divine Domain to compete fairly.

This was the intention of the Celestial Sword Divine King, and even Li Qingyu didn’t dare to go against it directly. However, her father probably wouldn’t bla her too much for a slight manipulation.

Thinking of this, Li Qingyu’s expression turned indifferent as she spoke: "No need to say more, do as I instructed."

"If Father blas us, then I..."

She let out a light laugh, "Don’t worry, Father won’t bla for such a trivial matter."

After speaking, she waved her hand, seemingly in a much better mood, and casually sat down in the chair to watch the ongoing fights.

Li Qingxue’s argunt granted Xia Feng quite a bit of rest ti, allowing his Divine Power to restore sowhat.

The people around him observed this and fixed their gaze on him, waiting for him to relax once he was on the stage so they could knock him out.

Xia Feng understood; he let out a cold laugh, glancing around at the others, completely unfazed by them.

The new large arena was soon organized.

Once three hundred people stood on it, it felt exceptionally crowded, making turning around sowhat difficult.

There was no ti to announce the start yet; Xia Tianming and Xia Feng were squeezed together, waiting to unleash chaos once it began.

Beside him, Xia Tianming’s face appeared sowhat pale, whispering to Xia Feng: "Xiao Feng, are you confident?"

Xia Feng turned to glance at his complexion and knew he had indeed won ten consecutive matches but ultimately over-exerted his Divine Power.

He pondered for a mont, tightened his lips, and whispered: "Grandfather, don’t worry, I am definitely confident, but I’ll need your cooperation later."

Xia Tianming’s eyes sparkled with eagerness, though his expression was puzzled: "Cooperate in what?"

Xia Feng lightly coughed, "When the match starts later, imdiately use the Void Cauldron to shield yourself."

Xia Tianming frowned: "Wouldn’t that leave you alone to face these people outside?"

Xia Feng’s expression was slightly relaxed, "Don’t worry, it’s just a skirmish, I can handle them all."

Xia Tianming was sowhat skeptical, but seeing Xia Feng’s determined look, he said nothing more.

Just then, a bell rang, and the people around imdiately surged towards Xia Feng.

The Celestial Sword Divine Domain mostly consisted of Sword Cultivators, and those charging forward were mostly Sword Qi, but almost entirely blocked by the Infinite Divine Armor on Xia Feng.

This was Xia Feng’s first ti testing its capabilities after obtaining the Infinite Divine Armor, and he was pleasantly surprised.

The people nearby, on the other hand, had their expressions tighten and shouted: "Increase the force; this kid is wearing Divine Armor, his defense is high."

"His Divine Armor’s defense must be limited; let’s work together to break that armor!"

A Divine Armor indeed!

Li Qingyu, in a spiteful gaze, glared at Li Qingxue opposite, subconsciously assuming the armor was given by Li Qingxue to Xia Feng.

But Li Qingxue didn’t even glance at her, rely frowning with a bit of anxiety as she looked toward the large arena.

At this mont, Xia Feng no longer held back, drawing out the Heaven-Burying Sword, causing the surrounding Divine Swords to shrink for a mont, seemingly afraid of this Ancient Divine Artifact.

Were it not for the ongoing fight, Xia Feng might have been able to make the Divine Weapons in these people’s hands submit to him.

Even now, the overwhelming Sword Qi was affecting those around.

Among the spectators, there were many capable ones, witnessing Xia Feng’s radiance, their eyes reflected both surprise and suspicion.

"This kid’s mastery in the Great Dao of Celestial Sword is indeed not low."

Just as this thought arose, Xia Feng let out a cold laugh, muttering, "Sword of the Four Directions!"

Then a sweeping Sword Qi burst straight out from the Heaven-Burying Sword, undeniably one of its strongest Sword Techniques.

This technique cleared out nearly half of those barely standing against Xia Feng in an instant.

The remaining ones were rely resisting in embarrassnt, with neither power nor room for counterattack.

Li Qingyu grew more vigilant, thinking that if he aligned wholly with Li Qingxue, she must find a way to eliminate him.

The vicious glint in her eyes hadn’t fully concealed when Xia Feng’s gaze turned towards her.

His deanor was calm, carrying an icy murderous intent, as he glanced at Li Qingyu while swiftly beheading the two most active Celestial Tier Ninth Layer Martial Gods.

Those heads flew a distance, then fell heavily to the ground, rolling a few tis before stopping at the edge of the large stage.

The expression on those faces remained horrified, the eyes wide open in death, staring in Li Qingyu’s direction.

Startling Li Qingyu enough to shiver, failing to respond in ti to stop Xia Feng, who continued beheading several of her confidants in succession.

Li Qingyu finally regained her senses, screaming sharply: "Stop it! How dare you kill on the arena stage directly!"

"Ahhhh! And you’ve killed so many, you, you..."

She was so furious that she nearly beca incoherent, especially as Xia Feng continued beheading two or three more after her shout to stop.