Dragon God Supreme

”Bang bang!”

Feng Wuchen kicked each of the two Five-Star Holy Spirit cultivators off the square with a single kick.

A perfect victory!

The senior leaders watching around the square were stunned for a second and then suddenly collapsed en masse.

Dantong, leaning against the stone pillar, almost lost his balance, his eyes bulging as he looked at Feng Wuchen.

Yang Xuan was completely dumbfounded.

So this is the Divine Technique Feng Wuchen used to defeat two Five-Star Holy Spirits!

”Supreme... won just like that?”

”What... what’s going on? Is this even allowed? Isn’t this a bit too cheap?”

”Supreme actually won with just a single sentence!”

The plot twist was so abrupt that no one could react.

”Haha!” The three ancestors were first stunned, then couldn’t help but burst into loud laughter, laughing so hard they almost got cramps.

With just a single threat, Feng Wuchen easily won.

”Haha! I understand now, this kid has been plotting against the Third Elder from the start, leading him into his trap step by step!” Long Shi Hun laughed heartily.

”Cunning and shrewd! Haha!” Long Shiyun laughed.

The three ancestors never expected Feng Wuchen to come up with such a sneaky move.

But it worked!

No one present expected such a comical scene; they all thought Feng Wuchen would use some earth-shattering technique.

Feng Wuchen looked at the two people below the square and asked with a smile, ”Did I win?”

”Yes, yes, yes!” The two below, with faces full of fear and innocence, trembled.

”Third Elder, did you see it? I won, so the Library Pavilion is mine.” Feng Wuchen said with a bright smile, and at that moment, feeling a supreme sense of accomplishment, he felt like he had reached the pinnacle of life.

Yang Xuan was so angry that he trembled all over, his cells roaring, his organs churning.

With murderous eyes on Feng Wuchen, Yang Xuan angrily shouted, ”I said it was a fight, is this what you call a fight?”

Feng Wuchen was taken aback, then analyzed earnestly, ”Isn’t this a fight? Everyone saw they started it, the power of the Five-Star Saint Spirit Realm burst out like two feral wolves charging at me, and then they suddenly tripped, maybe it was fate, they just happened to fall at my feet, and I took the opportunity to kick them down with two bangs.”

”Isn’t such an obvious scene considered a fight? Third Elder, didn’t you see such a wonderful fight just now?”

”Come on, Third Elder, it was such a splendid fight, it’s understandable you didn’t see it, never mind the lost Library Pavilion, maybe when I’m in a good mood, I’ll give it back to you.” Feng Wuchen described it so vividly, making people feel like they were really there.

Everyone in the square was amused by Feng Wuchen, covering their mouths to chuckle.

The Grand Elder Chu Tianshu also smiled and said, ”To anger the Third Elder like this, only Supreme has managed it all these years.”

”Ah, Grandpa is really something, getting into a spat with Supreme, who is clearly a mischievous spirit, how could Grandpa possibly compete?” sighed a handsome young man, shaking his head helplessly.

Long Shiyun looked at the young man and laughed, ”Haha! Qing Kui, your grandfather was completely outwitted by Feng Wuchen, calculated from the very beginning, and still doesn’t know it.”

”Haha!” Several elders couldn’t help but laugh.

Seeing Yang Xuan get the short end of the stick was undoubtedly the freshest experience this lifetime.

”You... you call that a threat! How did I lose? This victory isn’t honorable!” Yang Xuan roared, gasping angrily.

Feng Wuchen pouted and said, ”Third Elder, you didn’t say no threats in fights, did you? There’s something that feels off when ’not honorable’ comes from your mouth.”

”You!” Yang Xuan was furious, gritting his teeth in rage, ”Anyway, it doesn’t count!”

”Third Elder, that’s unsporting, with so many people watching, aren’t you afraid they’re laughing at you? We’re all on the same side; give it a rest.” Feng Wuchen rolled his eyes.

”Nonsense! Since you bet with me, you have to go by my terms! Fight again!” Yang Xuan shouted angrily.

Feng Wuchen shrugged and asked with a smile, ”Third Elder, you’ve already lost the Treasure Pavilion and the Library Pavilion to me; do you have anything else to bet?”

”I haven’t lost! When did the Library Pavilion become yours?” Yang Xuan was so angry he wanted to tear Feng Wuchen into pieces and roast him.

”If the Third Elder doesn’t admit it, never mind, the ancestors are all witnesses for me! I’m pressed for time, so I won’t accompany the Third Elder further.” Feng Wuchen said with a bright smile and turned to leave.

”Hold on!” Yang Xuan shouted immediately.

”What other instructions does the Third Elder have?” Feng Wuchen turned around, still with a bright smile, embodying a victor’s stance.

Seeing Feng Wuchen’s expression, Yang Xuan grew furious.

”The bet continues!” Yang Xuan shouted angrily.

”Third Elder, it seems you have no more stakes.” Feng Wuchen shook his head.

”Who says I don’t?” Yang Xuan shouted angrily, ”I’ll bet his life!”

”Grandpa, I’m your own grandson, are you kidding?” The young man’s eyes bulged and he shuddered in fright.

Feng Wuchen glanced at Yang Qing Kui and said, ”Third Elder, isn’t this a bit much?”

”It’s up to me! A real fight, if you lose, return the Treasure Pavilion and Library Pavilion!” Yang Xuan shouted, truly enraged.

”Alright, alright, let’s bet your life.” Feng Wuchen cast a glance at Yang Qing Kui, even raising his brows.

”Alas.” Yang Qing Kui sighed helplessly.

”You two, go all out!” Yang Xuan glared at the two of them, scaring them nearly out of their skin.

”Come on up.” Feng Wuchen smiled.

The real fight was about to begin.

Everyone’s eyes were again on Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen took it so casually, making them very curious and expectant.

In a real battle, could Feng Wuchen win?

”Supreme, no offense!” The two bowed respectfully, then fully unleashed themselves, charging up again like feral wolves.

”Third Elder, did you see? Did you see? They’re charging again just like the feral wolves before!” Feng Wuchen shouted earnestly, like a commentator.

”...” Yang Xuan.

Their speed was rapid, and in the blink of an eye, they were approaching Feng Wuchen, both simultaneously punching towards him, attacking fiercely without mercy.

In that instant, the Dragon God Holy Temple fell silent.

Feng Wuchen grinned, and the Divine Power of Time within him suddenly erupted.

The attacks of the two Five-Star Holy Spirit cultivators were about to hit Feng Wuchen, but when they were half an inch from his face, they bizarrely stopped.

”How is this possible!” Their expressions were like they’d seen a ghost.

”Heh heh, Third Elder, your grandson’s life is now mine!” Feng Wuchen said with a victorious smile.