Chapter 337: with translation of chapter title

Main text Chapter 338: Issuing a decree for fun【7 more】

"Huh? What are you, a level‑80 trash, daring to act tough in front of me!"

The Korean player 「Miao sha quan shi jie」 saw that the speaker was only of this level and looked down on him.

Xiao Feng shrugged and said, "I'm just stating the facts. Isn't your Cosmic Divine Kingdom claimed to have 1 million high‑end players? Aren't you good at boasting? 1 million members…… 1 million pigs could push down a main city, yet you can't even do that? You're worse than pigs!"

"Ah‑si…… really courting death!"

The Korean's face flushed red, and he flew into a rage.

Not capturing the main city in the territory war is their greatest pain.

Having it pointed out to his face thoroughly enraged him.

He swung his blade at Xiao Feng, opening with a big skill.

"Crazy Devil Heaven Blade!"

Whoosh~

The battle blade burst forth with a flash of light, as if it could cleave the sky.

Xiao Feng's thought moved, and an earth elemental shield instantly appeared to protect him.

Crack!

The battle blade struck his body, popping up a –50,000 damage. With zero defense, dealing that much is barely passable.

But for an elemental shield with 70 million shield points, it was meaningless.

Outsiders cannot see the damage numbers; only the two parties involved and teammates can.

Miao sha quan shi jie discovered that his epic skill couldn't even break the shield of an level‑80 mage, and he froze for a moment.

Xiao Feng gave a contemptuous smile, "Is that it? Is that it? Is this all the strength of your Korean second‑best? Want me to call your number one over to help?"

"You're asking for death!"

Miao sha quan shi jie was totally glaring with angry eyes, shouted a curse, and continued to unleash skill attacks.

The battle blade swung, light effects flying everywhere; his hidden class skill effects were still quite pleasing to the eye, giving a feel of a martial‑arts film.

The surrounding Chinese players were all worried about Xiao Feng and wanted to step in to help.

A few priests even gave him two sips of blood.

However, since they weren't in the same party, they could only heal him and couldn't provide any buff.

Miao sha quan shi jie frantically attacked Xiao Feng, the momentum was like fighting a boss, all skills poured out like a flood, as if trying to chop Xiao Feng—body and bones—into pieces.

However, after he frantically unleashed dozens of skills, he horrifiedly discovered that Xiao Feng was completely unharmed!

Not only was he not dead, he hadn't lost a single point of health.

He only has 10,086 HP!

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

The Korean player who discovered this fact was greatly shocked, his face full of disbelief.

Xiao Feng chuckled, "Don't stop, your massage technique is not bad—give me another round, and later I'll tip you."

"Hahaha~"

"Died laughing, this trash actually thinks he's strong."

"What Korean second‑best, can't even kill an level‑80 mage, truly trash."

"Exactly, exactly, with just that little ability you dare to run wild on our Chinese turf. If Lord Xiao Feng finds out, won't he just send you back to the newbie village?"

The people around laughed loudly.

Although I don't know why this level‑80 little mage is so meaty, no matter how you slash, he doesn't lose blood.

But seeing the pretentious foreigner suffer here, everyone was happy.

"Ahhh…… Shi ba! I just don't believe it!"

Korean players care most about face; after being mocked, they were already furious to the point of almost exploding.

He took out a potion and gulped it down, then took out a scroll and crushed it, then another potion…

After stacking all kinds of buffs on himself, he gripped the battle blade again and let out a low shout.

"Die for me!!!"

Boom!

He unleashed a big move.

This time it was a Legendary skill!

Those who dare to call themselves "second best" still have a couple of tricks up their sleeve.

One blade strike down, Xiao Feng's shield value was reduced by 210,000.

But to outsiders, it still looked like no defense was broken.

"How…… how is he still not dead!" Miao sha quan shi jie was stunned, looking in disbelief at the unharmed Xiao Feng.

That huge 210,000 white‑font damage made him involuntarily doubt life.

Xiao Feng shook his head, wearing a look of pity, and said in a sympathetic tone: "Too weak—how can someone be this weak? Is your gear all white? Are your skills just junk the system gave you? You probably don't even know how to allocate stat points, dumping everything into intellect, right? Tsk tsk, I really don't want to tell you, but adding intellect doesn't fix an IQ deficit; intellect adds magic attack, you get that?"

Miao sha quan shi jie: ……

Xiao Feng's one‑after‑another yin‑yang remarks made him so angry his mind was about to go haywire.

He could no longer speak a complete sentence, shouting wildly as he swung his blade wildly.

Blade light flew about, skill light effects crisscrossed.

Xiao Feng smiled narrowly as he endured the attacks, meanwhile opening the authority function of the City Lord's Token and issuing a decree just for fun.

Decree: 【Arrest the adventurer named 「Miao sha quan shi jie」 and imprison him for 10 years.】

This Korean second‑best still doesn't know what awaits him, howling as he unleashes his skills.

Even the Dragon Nation players around him were already somewhat sympathetic toward him.

At that moment, a team of players from the Dragon Soul Guild rushed over.

The leader was called Longhun Yanyu, level as high as 121, a top‑20 ranker on the leaderboard!

"What's going on? Which Korean is causing trouble?"

Longhun Yanyu came over with his friends to check the situation.

"Hall Master, it's this guy. Uh… but he seems to have been driven crazy." Niruo Anhao pointed at the Miaosha Quan Shijie who was chopping at Xiao Feng.

"Miaosha Quan Shijie, I think I've heard that name before."

Longhun Yanyu glanced at the information, silently thinking to himself.

Then he was shocked to discover that the person who had been taking hits but hadn't lost any HP was actually only level 80!

"Wait, this isn't……"

He saw Xiao Feng's face and his eyes widened instantly.

Xiao Feng's appearance is highly recognizable, handsome.

One glance at his appearance and you'll remember it.

But the information is wrong!

"This guy is called Laozi Zhenshuai!"

"You, you are……"

"Cough!"

Xiao Feng hadn't expected that casually posing as an ordinary player would still let him run into someone he knows.

Seeing the other party about to expose him, he quickly gave a dry cough to stop it.

Longhun Yanyu wasn't entirely sure at first, since game information can't be faked, and he thought they were just two people who looked identical.

But that cough was clearly an admission.

"Xiao Feng, the great god, is here—he daren't act rashly, and quickly fell silent."

Xiao Feng saw more people gathering to watch the fun, and his interest in tormenting the Koreans gradually faded.

He said, "Little trash, have you had enough?"

"I'm going to kill you!!!" Miaosha Quan Shijie let out a roar of helpless rage.

"Sigh, you're really useless. Forget it, I'm done teasing you—get lost." Xiao Feng shook his head, wearing a helpless expression.

Then he raised one hand, condensing a wind blade at his fingertip, which sliced across Miaosha Quan Shijie's neck.

Pfft—

The wind blade slashed, and the damage shot up.

Others can't see this number, but Miaosha Quan Shijie can!

Battle info: 【Player "Laozi Zhenshuai" used Lesser Wind Blade Technique on you, dealing 45,802,993 magic damage—you are dead!】

Korea's second‑strongest player stared wide‑eyed, unable to believe it, and collapsed.

Even in death he couldn't understand why such terrifying damage had appeared.

Moreover, the opponent hadn't even drawn a weapon—the skill was released bare‑handed!

Just outrageous!

"Tsk, Koreans really are trash—one touch and they break." Xiao Feng jeered.

The surrounding players burst out laughing, joining in the mockery.

Miaosha Quan Shijie, lying on the ground unable to bear the humiliation, threw out: "You guys just wait for me!"

Then he went to respawn nearby.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he climbed up from the Teleportation Array, a group of soldiers blocked his path.

"It's Miaosha Quan Shijie—arrest him!" the soldier captain ordered.

"What are you doing? Why are you arresting me!" Miaosha Quan Shijie looked bewildered, utterly confused.

The soldiers ignored him, grabbed him up, slapped a pair of shackles on him, and sealed all his skills.

"Let me go! I'm the successor of the Furious Blade Holy Warrior, I have red‑name immunity—you can't arrest me!" Miaosha Quan Shijie roared, still thinking he was being arrested because of his red name.

The city guard soldiers coldly said: "The lord mayor's decree overrides all; no matter who you are, as long as you are called Miaosha Quan Shijie, you will be arrested and jailed for ten years!"

"What? Ten years!!"

Upon hearing that, Miaosha Quan Shijie's eyes widened and he nearly fainted.

"Throw him into the big cell!" the soldier captain commanded with a wave.

"No!!!"

On the Teleportation Array square, a mournful howl rang out.

(End of chapter)