Chapter 393: Shameless Myriad Races Enthroned King!

However, at the instant the battle had just begun.

Zhao Wei immediately noticed something was off.

Boom—!!!

As Mo Ling's figure shot out, an extremely terrifying surge burst forth from his body with a boom.

A late-stage Great Sun Grand Master's cultivation instantly erupted.

Zhao Wei's face drastically changed, and he stared in horror at Mo Ling.

You know, when Mo Ling first came up, the aura he released was exactly that of a mid-stage Great Sun Grand Master.

And it was only at the instant of their clash that Mo Ling fully unleashed his strength.

Late-stage Great Sun Grand Master!

A powerful surge erupted with a boom, carrying wave after wave of terrifying demonic qi.

A ferocious flicker crossed Mo Ling's face.

"Today, I will surely kill you, the heaven‑chosen pride of the Human Race!"

Mo Ling sneered and thrust out a horizontal punch.

Endless demonic qi, as if seeping up from the netherworld below, surged forth carrying a powerful surge, erupting in an instant.

Thud—!!!

Rumble after rumble came from between heaven and earth.

Zhao Wei's face suddenly changed drastically, and the Great Sun Illusory Image behind him kept bursting forth.

He unleashed wave after wave of attacks, hoping to stop Mo Ling.

However, within the Great Sun Grand Master realm, even a small difference in stage is extremely obvious.

Facing the late-stage Great Sun Grand Master Mo Ling, Zhao Wei had no power to resist and was instantly struck by a punch.

Fortunately, that punch, deflected by Zhao Wei's successive attacks, veered and finally landed on his arm.

Yet even so, the immense power instantly shattered the cellular tissue on Zhao Wei's arm.

"Ah!!!"

Zhao Wei let out a miserable scream, his arm instantly snapped, and blood spattered everywhere.

"I surrender!"

Zhao Wei said somewhat unwillingly.

However, Mo Ling acted as if he hadn't heard and continued his attack.

Above the void, Heaven Sword King's face twitched slightly.

"Impudent!"

Heaven Sword King roared angrily, intending to intervene.

However, a rough voice sounded.

"Heaven Sword King, why are you doing this? Zhao Wei hasn't surrendered yet, has he!"

Only see, a thick demonic qi howled out, directly blocking Heaven Sword King's figure.

Heaven Sword King glared at the source of the voice.

"Heaven Demon King, what are you doing? Are you meddling with the rules of the Myriad Races Grand Contest? Zhao Wei has already surrendered!" New Biquge

Heaven Demon King gave a faint smile.

"You surrendered? Why didn't we hear it—did you hear it?"

Heaven Demon King looked toward Holy Spirit King and the others.

And Holy Spirit King and the others also gave a cold snort.

"We didn't hear anything!"

At this moment, they all actually acted as deaf men.

However, Heaven Sword King was blocked, the other Human Race Kings wanted to act, but the Myriad Races' Kings on their side reacted even faster.

They instantly moved to block, stopping each Human Race King one by one.

"Lords, we didn't hear Zhao Wei surrender—do you Humans want to defy the rules!"

A Myriad Races King coldly laughed and conceded.

The Human Race Kings were furious, even Martial King showed a hint of anger.

"Holy Spirit King, you're courting death!"

Martial King roared and thrust a punch forward instantly, aiming to kill Holy Spirit King.

Holy Spirit King gave a cold snort.

"Martial King, don't think I'm afraid of you!"

Instantly, Holy Spirit King rose into the air and became entangled with Martial King.

They weren't really intending to spark a King‑level battle; they just wanted to buy Mo Ling some time to slay Zhao Wei.

Even Immortal Spirit King directly approached Slay Dragon King; although he was extremely wary, he still believed he could buy a little time.

However, what surprised Immortal Spirit King was that Slay Dragon King simply sat there motionless.

He made no movement at all.

As if he hadn't even seen Mo Ling's actions on the plaza.

Zhao Wei covered his broken arm; blood flowed out between his fingers and dripped to the ground—at this moment, his aura had waned to the extreme.

Facing the oncoming Mo Ling, Zhao Wei's face rarely showed a trace of terror.

"Damn it, I've surrendered!"

Zhao Wei let out a miserable cry.

However, Mo Ling, as if he hadn't heard, threw another punch.

He wanted to kill Zhao Wei.

However, at that moment, a sharp blade Qi instantly howled forth.

Terrifying blade Qi, mixed with streaks of thunder.

It rose from the ground, like a crescent moon.

At first, Mo Ling didn't even notice, but the instant that blade Qi approached, his body trembled slightly.

As if he had sensed something terrifying.

His whole body actually began to tremble uncontrollably.

Boom—!!

The blade Qi struck Mo Ling's body directly, neutralizing his attack.

A ferocious wound appeared on Mo Ling's body, and pitch-black blood flowed from it.

Mo Ling suddenly looked toward the Human Race's quarters.

All that could be seen was Su Yu walking slowly, holding a war blade in his hand, walking slowly.

Su Yu's expression was somewhat grim.

"Indeed, the Myriad Races have nothing good; to kill our Human Race's pride, they've done such a despicable thing!"

Su Yu spoke calmly.

That strike just now was none other than the Heavenly Thunder Slay Demon Slash.

It has an extremely terrifying suppressive effect against the Demon Race.

It is precisely that suppressive effect that allowed Zhao Wei to dodge Mo Ling's deadly punch.

Zhao Wei trembled as he stepped down from the plaza, his eyes filled with fear.

Su Yu glanced at Zhao Wei calmly and said.

"Don't worry, I'll help you regain your face later!"

Zhao Wei looked gratefully at Su Yu, then left the arena somewhat unwillingly.

Mo Ling stared at Su Yu with a half-smile.

"You're being a little out of line, aren't you?"

At this moment, the battles between the Kings also came to a halt.

The Heavenly Demon King gazed at Su Yu calmly and said.

"Interfering in the Myriad Races' Grand Competition, the Human Race is surely breaking the rules!"

Even with the Slay Dragon King presiding, the Heavenly Demon King felt no fear.

The Slay Dragon King said that he was ultimately just one person, while the Myriad Races had dispatched three Five-step Kings; even so, they still weren't a match for the Slay Dragon King.

But they believed they could still hold the Slay Dragon King at bay.

The Heavenly Sword King stared fixedly at the Heavenly Demon King and roared.

"It's you Demon Race who first broke the rules!"

The Heavenly Demon King snorted coldly.

"Ridiculous; we never heard of surrender, it's you Human Race trying to intervene that we stopped."

The Heavenly Sword King was so angry he couldn't speak.

He had never seen such a shameless person.

To kill the Human Race's pride, they've even thrown away the dignity of a King.

But at that moment, a golden light suddenly burst forth.

It instantly struck the Heavenly Demon King's ears, and the powerful force instantly shattered his eardrums.

"Ah!!!"

The Heavenly Demon King let out a miserable scream, then clutched his ears and wailed in pain.

At this moment, the Slay Dragon King finally stood up, looked at the Heavenly Demon King, and said calmly.

"Since you can't hear, you might as well do without these ears!"