Chapter 176: The Mighty Dragon-Slaying King, Myriad Races Suffer a Loss!

The Peace Marquis's voice echoed throughout Hope City and the entire livestream room!

In an instant, everyone was infected by the Peace Marquis's voice.

Soldier after soldier standing on the city walls straightened their spines and looked downward.

Removing their hats, they saluted.

"Congratulations to Su Yu, congratulations to Daxia!"

"Congratulations to Daxia!"

The sound waves came in wave after wave.

In a short time, like tides on the sea surface, they surged in instantly.

Rolling sound waves reverberated through heaven and earth.

Su Yu, who had been grinning carelessly, also restrained his smile at this moment.

His expression gradually became solemn.

He brought his feet together, placed his hands on his trouser seams, and saluted the soldiers on the city walls.

In the livestream room, there was first a stretch of silence.

Then, countless barrage comments flooded the screen instantly.

"Congratulations to Su Yu! Congratulations to Daxia!"

"Hahaha, our human race's heavenly pride can slay a Grand Master; what myriad races are just a bunch of jumping clowns!"

"Exactly, what does a myriad races invasion matter? Our human race has countless evildoers; how could those myriad races' clowns possibly match us!"

"This battle, Daxia will surely win!"

At this moment, whether Hope City or the livestream room, everything instantly boiled over.

Countless people cheered, congratulating Su Yu and congratulating Daxia!

Seeing this, the Peace Marquis also showed a smile on his face.

What he did was precisely to arouse the soldiers' spirit, wasn't it?

Now... he has done it.

At the same time.

Myriad Races battlefield, in the wilderness.

The earth trembled slightly, with fierce winds sweeping continuously.

Dust rose up to fill the sky.

The rolling clouds of wind and dust obscured the vision of countless people.

In the distance, dense troops rushed toward the direction of Wolf City in unison.

Innumerable races were mixed among them.

Leopard Race, Tiger Race...

All kinds of races gathered here in droves.

Among them, there was the Divine Race clad in golden light, the Immortal Race brimming with immortal energy, and even the Demon Race seething with demonic qi.

Among the Myriad Races, the three top races had all arrived!

Above them, in the nine heavens, between the cloud layers,

stood terrifying existences, silently stationed between heaven and earth, like war gods.

Merely the aura they released caused the surrounding clouds to churn and turn to powder.

Even space twisted instantly, like a whirlpool of sea waves, writhing point by point.

"There's still half an hour until we reach the Wolf Race."

A terrifying existence said lightly.

"Hope City, I don't know what state the human race will be in upon seeing our appearance."

Someone smiled faintly, their words full of mockery.

"Hahaha, that Martial King boasts of his unrivaled schemes, comparable to the Civil King, daring to place the college entrance exam's practical test in the Myriad Races battlefield."

"Thus, this year's human heavenly pride is doomed to be cut off!"

Someone said lightly.

"Exactly, the petty human race will eventually fall before my Myriad Races army; I know Hope City now has only a Marquis-level Expert holding the fort, and we can destroy it in an instant!"

A Tiger Race King-Conferred One chuckled and said.

As if he didn't even regard Hope City in his eyes.

At that moment, a bewitching voice sounded.

"It's not certain either; since the Martial King dared to put the practical test in Hope City, he likely has a backup plan. Against the Martial King, I think we should still be cautious."

This is a Fox Race King-Conferred One.

"Hmph! Even if the Martial King is here, what of it? He's just a King-Conferred One—could he possibly match our five King-Conferred Ones?"

A Demon Race King-Conferred One snorted coldly.

Indeed, this time the Myriad Races actually dispatched five King-Conferred Strong Ones to invade Hope City.

What does five mean?

In the human race's four major regions and two major cities, only Jingdu and Modu can muster five King-Conferred Ones; other regions cannot.

One can see how fervent the Myriad Races' obsession with Hope City is this time.

Five King-Conferred Ones are usually the price for invading other relatively important human race main cities.

"That Martial King previously managed to trap and kill ten King-Conferred Ones, which was only possible because a human race King-Conferred One lay in ambush beside him, and moreover the Flower Emperor held the fort, allowing him to barely achieve it."

"This time, I don't believe there is a Half-Emperor holding the fort in Hope City!"

The Demon Race's King-Conferred Strong One gave a cold laugh.

One must know that the whereabouts of a Half-Emperor are extremely clear; if a Half-Emperor were stationed at Hope City, then the Myriad Races would dare to immediately invade other main cities.

Even with a Half-Emperor taking action on the other side as well.

Therefore, an ordinary Half-Emperor would not easily take action.

After all, having reached their stage, if they did not move, so be it; once they moved, it would be slaughter on a massive scale.

Neither the Human Race nor the Myriad Races wished to deploy Half-Emperor combat power.

Because such combat power was already the top-tier combat power on the Myriad Races Continent today.

For example, our current atomic bombs.

If your Half-Emperor dared to take action, then my Half-Emperor would simply take action on the other side.

Both sides would suffer heavy losses.

"That's right. Even if a Martial King is stationed at Hope City this time, the five of us are determined to suppress and kill that Martial King, and break the wings of his Human Race!"

A deep, resonant voice rang out.

It was unexpectedly from the Bear Race's King-Conferred Strong One.

The Bear Race's combat power among the Myriad Races was extremely terrifying, comparable to the Dragon Race of the past.

One must know that the Dragon Race back then was almost able to become an existence that could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Three Races.

If not for the Slay Dragon King causing such a ruckus and wiping out the entire Dragon Race, once the Dragon Race's Dragon Emperor advanced to Half-Emperor, then the Dragon Race would inevitably have become an existence on par with the Three Races.

And the Bear Race of the past was a race that could rival the Dragon Race; due to their sheer size, their combat power was extremely terrifying, and with their thick skin and tough flesh, their defensive power was also astonishingly formidable.

Among ordinary King-Conferred Strong Ones of the same realm, there was no one willing to proactively face the Bear Race's King-Conferred Strong One.

Even the Demon Race's King-Conferred Strong One, when facing the Bear Race's King-Conferred Strong One, felt a slight hint of apprehension.

"That Hope City has at most one Martial King and one Marquis Ping'an. This time, with five King-Conferred Strong Ones and seven Marquises, we will certainly be able to inflict heavy damage on the Human Race!"

At this time, the last King-Conferred Strong One spoke up.

This was a King-Conferred Strong One from the Sea Star Race.

The Sea Star Race was considered a major race of the ocean floor; although their combat power would be slightly weakened on land, they were still no different from an ordinary King-Conferred Strong One.

But once in the ocean depths, even a King-Conferred Strong One a minor realm higher would not dare claim they could defeat the Sea Star Race's King-Conferred Strong One.

They could be considered a first-rate race.

This time, the Myriad Races had deployed no fewer than five King-Conferred Strong Ones and seven Marquises.

With such a formidable lineup, they could potentially crush even one of the Human Race's top five main cities.

Not to mention the countless Grand Masters, Flying Heaven Realms, and Golden Body Realms beneath the Marquises.

By a rough estimate, there were easily hundreds of thousands of them.

Every single one was a battle-hardened soldier.

High above the Nine Heavens, the five King-Conferred Strong Ones chatted and laughed cheerfully, as if the next moment, Hope City would be annihilated at their hands.

However, right at this time, a discordant voice rang out.

"Hehehe, I wondered how the Myriad Races dared to invade Hope City — so this is the lineup you've brought!"

The instant the voice rang out, the five King-Conferred Strong Ones high above the Nine Heavens had drastic changes in their expressions, violently turning to look in the direction the voice came from.

They saw that in that patch of void—

Space twisted slightly, and the next moment, a greasy middle-aged man wearing flip-flops, a floral shirt, beach pants, and sunglasses, dragging a coconut in his left hand, walked out from the void.

The moment he appeared, the five King-Conferred Strong Ones of the Myriad Races immediately braced for a powerful enemy, staring fixedly at the existence before them.

A trace of apprehension showed in the eyes of the Demon Race's King-Conferred Strong One.

And even more so, fear.

A sound of unwillingness rose from his throat.

"Slay Dragon King!"

As soon as these words came out, the several King-Conferred Strong Ones nearby changed their expressions even more drastically; in an instant, soaring auras engulfed the Slay Dragon King.

They cautiously pulled open their distance, their soul power locking firmly onto the Slay Dragon King.

As a ruthless figure capable of wiping out the entire Dragon Race, while he might not be comparable to a Half-Emperor, he was absolutely not far off.

Moreover, within the Myriad Races Continent, there circulated news that the Slay Dragon King was about to undergo the Emperor Tribulation and break through to the Half-Emperor realm.

Any King-Conferred Strong One, when facing the Slay Dragon King, was filled with fear.

After all, the number one King-Conferred Strong One of the Myriad Races Continent was no joke.

Facing the blockade of five King-Conferred Strong Ones, the Slay Dragon King's face showed not the slightest panic — only endless mockery.

"You five little mice, the fact that I've come with merely a clone has scared you like this; if my main body had come, wouldn't your souls have fled in fright?"

The Slay Dragon King looked at the five with keen interest, as if he had not come to cause trouble but rather to watch a show.

The Fox Race's King-Conferred Strong One smiled seductively.

"The great Slay Dragon King, we admire you to the utmost. When facing the Slay Dragon King, we naturally must be a bit serious."

"If the Slay Dragon King has time, why not come visit our Fox Race for some fun? I guarantee the Slay Dragon King will linger and forget to return."

The Slay Dragon King's eyes lit up, drool dripping from his mouth.

"Is that true?"

The Fox Race's King-Conferred Strong One was taken aback, clearly not expecting the Slay Dragon King to actually accept, but being a King-Conferred Strong One after all, she quickly revealed another seductive smile.

"That is only natural. If the Slay Dragon King is willing to grace our Fox Race, even I myself can keep you company!"

The Slay Dragon King gave a heh-heh laugh, wiped away his drool, waved his hand, and said—

"Give it a rest. I can't stand the fox stink on you Fox Race — I'm not coming, not coming!"

The Fox Race's King-Conferred Strong One's expression darkened, the seductiveness on her face vanishing in an instant, replaced by a look of gloom.

The Bear Clan King-Conferred wanted to laugh, but after all he was standing on one side, so he forcibly held it in.

The Demon Clan King-Conferred glanced coldly at the Slay Dragon King and said.

"How? The Slay Dragon King is so refined, preparing to wait for us in Hope City?"

Although the Demon Clan King-Conferred said this, he also knew the Slay Dragon King could not wander about at will; one must know that now the myriad races' attitude toward the Slay Dragon King is almost the same as facing a Half-Emperor.

As long as the Slay Dragon King dares to walk about, wherever the Slay Dragon Army is, the myriad races will certainly take action.

The Slay Dragon King gulped down the coconut juice and tossed it away.

The originally ordinary coconut, upon hitting the ground, instantly turned into a missile, exploding directly in the midst of the myriad races' great army.

Boom!!!

Roaring repeatedly.

In just a moment, countless Myriad Races experts fell in this innocent disaster.

Above the nine heavens, the five King-Conferred's faces changed drastically, instantly locking onto the Slay Dragon King.

"Slay Dragon King! You dare to act against those beneath the conferred title? Aren't you afraid we'll tear up the agreement?"

The Demon Clan King-Conferred roared.

As for this move of the Slay Dragon King, not to mention how many experts fell, it also numbered in the thousands.

Among them, there were even two or three Grand Master-level experts.

Even before reaching Hope City, Grand Master-level experts had fallen; for the Myriad Races, this is certainly not a good omen.

The Slay Dragon King gave a hehe laugh and said.

"Come on, I just threw away a piece of trash. Well, looking at this situation, from now on I shouldn't litter randomly, or else trouble will easily arise!"

The Demon Clan King-Conferred, with a solemn face, let out a low growl.

"He's merely a clone, without the power of his true body; we'll go all out to slay him, but if he goes berserk, the people below will likely lose more than half!"

The other four King-Conferreds' faces tightened, and they instantly attacked.

In an instant above the nine heavens, the cloud layers surged, a terrifying ripple sweeping out in a flash.

Among the Myriad Races' great army, the seven Marquis-level Experts' faces changed, and they hastily erected layer after layer of protective shields, enveloping hundreds of thousands of troops.

Even the aftermath of a battle between King-Conferred Strong Ones is something that beings below the Grand Master realm cannot resist.

Once caught in the aftermath, losing many lives is inevitable.

After the time it takes to burn an incense stick, the fluctuations above the nine heavens gradually dissipated.

The five King-Conferreds emerged with grim expressions.

Among them, the Sea Star Clan's King-Conferred was covered all over with dense footprints; though not seriously injured, it was extremely humiliating!

As for the Tiger Clan's King-Conferred, blood streamed from his body, drop after drop falling to the ground and actually blasting out deep pits in the earth.

His breath was somewhat disordered, and his eyes were filled with fear.

"Indeed worthy of being the Myriad Races' foremost King-Conferred; even just a clone has made us five look so sorry!"

The Tiger Clan King-Conferred took a deep breath, his face grim.

Even before reaching Hope City, he himself had been injured; though not serious, it really did hurt.

The Demon Clan King-Conferred, with a solemn face.

"Damn it, the news has leaked; apparently Wolf City's side is also unreliable—let's march straight for Hope City!"

He slowly gazed toward the direction of Hope City, his eyes flickering slightly.

"The Slay Dragon King holds down Mie Long Cheng; even if his clone is destroyed, now that we know the situation and have informed the Human Race, they still need at least an hour or two to react."

"If we go all out, we can reach Hope City within half an hour."

Behind him, the four King-Conferred Strong Ones nodded, their eyes flickering slightly.

"That's right; if we go all out now, we still have a slight chance, but once the Human Race reacts, it'll become troublesome."

The Bear Clan King-Conferred said in a deep voice.

Without any hesitation, the Demon Clan King-Conferred waved his hand and let out a loud shout.

"Everyone, go all out!"

"Target… Hope City!"