Chapter 1224: Who Can Fight?

"Awake?!" As Chu Feng saw Yun Tuo open his eyes, the spiked club in his hand immediately whirled like a windmill, swinging endlessly and smashing continuously.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Yun Tuo was stunned. As he barely managed to focus, an intense wave of pain surged over him, making his vision blur. He simply couldn't bear it. In that brief instant, he sustained at least thirty-eight blows, thirty-eight strikes from the spiked club, all aimed at his head. Even a deity couldn't endure that!

This time, his skull was completely shattered. He was in maddening pain; one must remember, that was a heavy weapon—a massive spiked club made of special rare metal, weighing tens of thousands of jin! Being swung and smashed like that, it was as if a metal mountain was bombarding him. Even a dragon wouldn't be able to withstand it.

His head was cracked open, and his soul light was severely damaged, immediately eroded by the dark light emanating from the spiked club. It should be known that the spiked club was a weapon of the Six-Eared Macaque race, a treasured artifact. How else could it be worthy of a monkey like Mi Tian? It could severely injure a person's physical body and even destroy their soul light. Now, Yun Tuo was beaten so badly he nearly died on the spot.

At that critical moment, terrifying beams of light erupted from Yun Tuo's shoulders. Both shoulders bulged, and heads began to push their way out, attempting to emerge. "Thump!" Without a word, Chu Feng immediately shifted his target and went for the kill. There was no room for hesitation; if he couldn't take down Yun Tuo instantly, he would be in deep trouble. After all, this was a deity, and their cultivation realm was significant.

Poor Yun Tuo, though known as the Three-Headed Divine Dragon, primarily relied on one head, while the other two merely housed fragmented soul lights, far weaker than the main head. Moreover, since all soul lights were connected, the damage to the main head also severely affected the two fragmented soul lights. Their resistance was now significantly weakened.

Chu Feng struck fifty-eight more times in one go, and these two heads were also completely shattered. Fortunately, one head wasn't completely shattered and could still be put back together; with powerful medicine, it might even heal.

However, for a Three-Headed Divine Dragon, a top-tier expert among deities who had the qualifications to be here, to end up in such a state was truly tragic. If word got out, it would be a lifelong blemish on his reputation. After all, he had just been crippled by a mere quasi-saint.

No one had anticipated Cao De's ferocity. He took down Yun Tuo without a sound, immediately resorting to underhanded tactics and delivering a brutal sneak attack.

"Cao De... you!" Yun Tuo, filled with hatred, was on the verge of passing out. He was also filled with boundless resentment, sensing that he might have suffered a major problem. Though not dead, being interrupted during his enlightenment had severe consequences.

"That's right, it was me, me, still me!" Chu Feng shouted, perfectly matching the moment. "I—" At the very last moment, Yun Tuo's relatively intact head rolled its eyes, and he completely fainted from sheer rage. Inside his body, various divine chains of order ran wild, eroding his essence and weakening his cultivation foundation. Indeed, a severe problem had occurred.

During this process, it wasn't that no one wanted to intervene. In fact, Chi Feng, the Divine King of the Nine-Headed Bird race, had already stood up but was directly blocked by Mi Hong. The two Divine Kings beside Chi Feng also rose, intending to make a move.

Li Jiuxiao snorted coldly, looking at them with disdain. His long hair swayed without wind, making the two Divine Kings apprehensive and reluctant to act rashly. Although these two were also outstanding among Divine Kings, they were still somewhat inferior to Li Jiuxiao. Currently, Li Jiuxiao was one of the strongest Divine Kings in the world! In recent years, the Divine Kings ranked above him had either become Celestials or passed away. Meanwhile, his own accumulation grew deeper and more terrifying, making him invincible at this level. Thus, Chu Feng continued his merciless assault there, while Yun Tuo had to endure it, with no one able to step forward.

"Whew!" Chu Feng let out a long breath, feeling much more relieved after taking down Yun Tuo. The opponent had completely lost their combat ability. In this place, his challenging a stronger opponent was completely within the rules. However, if he were suppressed in return, he couldn't blame anyone else; he would even have to accept his death as bad luck. After all, this was a battle he had initiated himself.

Chu Feng's choice of Yun Tuo was very risky; if he didn't succeed, he would be in danger himself. However, he didn't completely kill Yun Tuo or pursue a further kill. That would have been too much. Challenging was acceptable, but going for the kill might enrage the hidden Celestials.

"Cao De!" At that moment, Kun Long roared with rage. He had been the first to take a hit earlier, leaving him dizzy with a cracked skull. He had almost collapsed to the ground. Inside his body, various rule fragments ran wild, nearly causing him to suffer qi deviation. After a difficult adjustment of his breath, his internal condition remained extremely poor, but he had finally managed to temporarily suppress it.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Yun Tuo on the verge of collapse, struck by Cao De's underhanded attack. The dignified deity was covered in blood, his head incomplete, lying on the futon. Kun Long's eyes turned cold. He was about to charge forward, intending to wield the long saber in his hand and fight Cao De to the death.

"It was me!" Chu Feng generously admitted, which only made it more infuriating, causing Kun Long's fury to skyrocket. It was akin to someone urinating on your head and then proudly claiming credit, saying, "Yes, I did it." The nature was equally despicable.

Kun Long's long saber unsheathed, ready to strike down Chu Feng. Instantly, it burst forth like a white silk ribbon, or a waterfall from the Nine Heavens, illuminating the stunned faces of everyone present. That saber strike was truly dazzling.

However, Chu Feng was truly fearless. He was already in the late stage of quasi-saint, and after the recent tempering, his confidence had soared because he was walking the path of the strongest! He was confident that he could overcome stronger opponents and fight against the odds! Therefore, when he chose his target earlier, Kun Long was his first choice. This was because he had confidence and wasn't afraid to fight him with genuine skill if it came down to it.

It was only when he saw Yun Tuo, the Three-Headed Divine Dragon, right next to Kun Long, being the closest to him, that Chu Feng couldn't resist the urge to also deliver a sneak attack and take down this deity who always targeted him. So, in the end, after striking Kun Long once, he quickly and decisively shifted his target, "wholeheartedly" delivering a brutal blow to Yun Tuo. If Yun Tuo knew his thoughts, he would probably vomit blood from rage!

Chu Feng unleashed his power, engaging Kun Long in a decisive battle. He opened his mouth and spewed endless golden light—sword energy, his martial dao will, intending to resist Kun Long with full force. Of course, during this process, he had also continuously plundered the creation material. The vortex on his body never disappeared. Even while he was wielding the spiked club and constantly smashing Yun Tuo, he never stopped absorbing the essence of the Dao Integration Grass. This was the real priority; he wouldn't waste such an opportunity. Therefore, this made people particularly displeased. He was harming others, engaging in sneak attacks, yet still so greedy and insatiable. It was truly infuriating.

Amidst the fierce collision, the saber light suddenly vanished. Kun Long coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, his body convulsing and trembling like chaff. A major problem had occurred, and he directly collapsed to the ground. At the critical moment, the divine chains of order within his body ran wild, and rule fragments surged, almost tearing his body apart and causing him to completely suffer qi deviation. With a clang, Kun Long's saber fell to the ground, and all its saber energy naturally dissipated.

The brilliant golden light spewed from Chu Feng's mouth, like terrifying waves of energy, all slammed into Kun Long, sending his body flying horizontally. It should be noted that this attack contained Chu Feng's martial dao will, which was terrifying. For someone of the same cultivation level, it was utterly unstoppable! Even Kun Long, hailed as the top saint in You Province's faction, couldn't endure it now. After all, his body was in disarray, and his defenses had crumbled. At this moment, Kun Long was like a tattered cloth sack, his body covered in cracks from Chu Feng's single breath of dazzling golden light. He coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, and his entire being seemed on the verge of exploding.

Everyone was dumbfounded. Kun Long was defeated?! Hadn't Kun Long just stood up, wielding the number one saint's saber and displaying astonishing killing intent? That saber light had impressed everyone. How could he have been defeated so suddenly?

Naturally, many people saw the problem and knew that the divine chains of order within Kun Long's body were in disarray. However, some people didn't understand the situation and were utterly shocked and dumbfounded, believing that Cao De had defeated Kun Long with just one strike!

"The number one saint—Kun Long, defeated by Cao De!" "Heavens, what did I just witness? Kun Long's saber energy is unparalleled and invincible, yet he was overthrown by Cao De in a single encounter. Is this a change of dynasty, a reshaping of the saint rankings?" "Even if Cao De has advanced, he's only at the quasi-saint realm. How could he severely injure Kun Long with one strike?" Some people erupted in an uproar, especially those in the Golden Body, Quasi-Saint, and Saint realms. All of them were utterly bewildered; Chu Feng's strike was too shocking for them.

Even the Monkey, Peng Wanli, and Xiao Yao were speechless, feeling that their sworn brother was about to reach the heavens by directly defeating Kun Long. Mi Qing's large eyes sparkled with brilliant light, the corners of her mouth curled into a smile, and finally, she clapped her hands in applause. Jin Lie grinned, unsure of the feeling in his heart. Initially, he had been disdainful upon seeing Cao De shamelessly use underhanded tactics to take down Yun Tuo. But then, he witnessed Cao De's display of power, instantly overthrowing Kun Long with a single golden light, which moved him and made his heart tremble. Jin Lin also had mixed feelings. This adversary, this scoundrel who had offended her and audaciously claimed he would take her as his own while sitting on her, was actually so powerful? He had even defeated Kun Long, and in a single move! She had always held a good impression of Kun Long, for she admired strength and revered her father's power that shook the Yang Realm. The dao companion she sought was naturally an invincible evolutionist of such caliber. Yet, now, the number one saint, Kun Long, was sent flying by Chu Feng in one move, bleeding from all seven orifices.

"Who can fight me?" Chu Feng muttered to himself. Not everyone failed to see through it. Mi Hong, Ji Caixuan, Li Jiuxiao, Chi Feng (the Divine King of the Nine-Headed Bird race), and others all understood what had happened. Xiao Yao's aunt, Xiao Shiyun, was even pouting, feeling that Cao De was incredibly shameless. Wasn't this all because he had used underhanded tactics beforehand? And now he actually had the audacity to look down on the world and boast wildly. However, there was also a group of people who didn't know, and at this moment, their hearts were naturally shaken, leading to an uproar.

"Cao De is too formidable! He just opened his mouth and spewed a golden light, and he overturned Kun Long!" "Is he too powerful, or is Kun Long overrated? No one can deny that Cao De has risen, and even several Divine Kings couldn't stop his momentum." "Some people are like comets streaking across the sky, like the proud sun hanging high, destined to shine brilliantly throughout their lives, unstoppable!" A group of people sighed, speaking at length about Cao De's bravery. And some people observing from outside the enlightenment ground directly spread the news.

At this moment, Chu Feng strode forward, and with a bang, he kicked the cracked-bodied Kun Long off the ground, saying, "You're too weak. Though I don't want to call you a worthless worm, you are indeed incapable of taking a hit." Just then, Kun Long had just recovered consciousness. After all, he was the number one saint; even with severe bodily issues, his powerful will had still reawakened. But upon hearing such words and seeing Cao De kick him, Kun Long immediately couldn't bear it. He coughed up blood repeatedly from anger and was about to faint again.

As his vision blurred and before he finally lost consciousness, he desperately wanted to curse. Cao De was truly shameless. He struggled to open his mouth, wanting to say something, "Do you dare to... truly..." He wanted to say the words "fight me," but Chu Feng immediately cut him off, giving him no chance, saying, "Too weak. You's not worthy to be my enemy!" Kun Long was so aggrieved he nearly suffocated. He vigorously blinked, not wanting to close his eyes, desperate to say something, but ultimately, he collapsed with a thud, his consciousness sinking into boundless darkness.