Chapter 132: The Terrifying Di Shitian

Duan Fengyun gathered his strength and unleashed a supreme strike; just as the Yellow Emperor Sword was about to pierce the Divine Official, the Divine General leaped onto the stage and blocked the blow directly.

The Divine General was forced back a few steps by this strike, but he did not suffer any damage at all.

Seeing his attack blocked by the Divine General, Duan Fengyun mocked:

"What is this!

Aren't you supposed to be having a fair and square competition?

The Divine Official hasn't surrendered yet, so why has the Divine General come up?"

The Divine General laughed:

"Duan Fengyun, I am surrendering on behalf of the Divine Official.

I will fight you in this final battle!"

Seeing the Divine General on the stage, Nie Feng leaped directly onto the martial arts arena and said to Duan Fengyun:

"Junior Brother Duan, since the Divine Official has lost and the Divine General wants to enter the fray,

then according to our agreement, it is my turn to take the stage. You should go down and rest first!"

"Very well, Feng, I leave everything to you."

After saying this, Duan Fengyun returned his sword to its scabbard and turned to walk off the martial arts arena.

The Divine Official was also helped off the arena by the Divine Calculator and Pojun, leaving the stage to the Divine General and Nie Feng.

Looking at Nie Feng and recalling how he had been defeated by him two days prior and subjected to endless mockery, the Divine General felt rage rise in his heart.

The Divine General condensed his Fire-Thunder True Qi and attacked Nie Feng.

Nie Feng held his blade with both hands; the blade moved with his will, and the scabbard flew off instantly.

Nie Feng raised his blade and engaged the Divine General's Fire-Thunder True Qi with the force of Ice Freezing Ten Thousand Miles.

Suddenly, the entire arena seemed polarized, with scorching heat on one side and extreme polar cold on the other.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Both the Divine General and Nie Feng roared, and ultimately, relying on the icy cold of the Snow Drink Blade and the suppression of his Cultivation Method's attributes, Nie Feng drove the Divine General back.

Seeing this, the Divine General retracted his Fire-Thunder True Qi, turned his hands into claws, and attacked Nie Feng with the Ice Nether Hand.

Seeing this, Nie Feng used one hand to plunge the Snow Drink Blade into the ground and formed his own hands into claws; Nie Feng was using the Claw Technique from the Ten Strong Martial Arts.

The two peerless martial arts collided directly; since Nie Feng's Ten Strong Martial Arts was a technique that had wounded Di Shitian, the Divine General was unsurprisingly knocked back.

Di Shitian, who had been secretly watching the battle between the two sides and enjoying it immensely, stopped smiling the moment he saw the Claw Technique Nie Feng used.

He gritted his teeth and said:

"Ten Strong Martial Arts! Xuanwu True Skill! Wu Wudi!"

Ever since he came out of Seclusion, Di Shitian had been searching for the whereabouts of Wu Wudi.

But after searching for a long time, there was still no

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news; seeing Nie Feng actually use Wu Wudi's Ten Strong Martial Arts today, Di Shitian was shocked.

Driven by his urgent need to find Wu Wudi, Di Shitian revealed his figure directly in front of everyone.

Seeing Di Shitian appear, the Divine Calculator and the others hurriedly knelt down:

"Greetings, Master!"

Di Shitian looked at the Divine Official, who was holding his severed arm, walked over to him, and struck the Divine Official with a palm.

Suddenly, a terrifying and shocking sight appeared: the Divine Official's severed arm slowly reattached itself to his body.

The Divine Official immediately kowtowed several times:

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"

Di Shitian ignored the Divine Official and turned to look at the people on the stage.

Seeing that Di Shitian had arrived, Duan Fengyun and the others had already stepped onto the stage to stand with Nie Feng.

Di Shitian looked at them and mocked:

"Duan Fengyun, Qin Shuang, Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, and that brat Jian Chen from Wuming's house—why haven't you five little brats knelt down upon seeing this seat!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Di Shitian erupted with a terrifying aura; under his fearsome pressure, Duan Fengyun and the others actually felt the urge to bow and submit.

The group circulated their True Qi, and only through the resistance of their True Qi were they able to control their bodies.

Duan Fengyun stood in front of the others and said:

"You are Di Shitian!"

This was the first time Duan Fengyun had seen Di Shitian in the flesh.

He was truly an old monster who had lived for thousands of years; Duan Fengyun felt a sense of oppression from Di Shitian that he had never felt before.

Looking at the enemy before him who had caused his wife and children to be separated from him, Bu Jingyun shouted angrily:

"Di Shitian, you old devil, everyone in the martial arts world wants you dead; if you think you can make us submit to you, you can give up that thought."

Di Shitian ignored their words and stared at Nie Feng, saying:

"Nie Feng, where did you learn your Ten Strong Martial Arts?

Where is Wu Wudi? Speak!"

Nie Feng shook his head; he had only just learned from Di Shitian's own mouth that the techniques he had taught himself were called the Ten Strong Martial Arts.

He replied:

"I don't know who this Wu Wudi you speak of is.

I learned this Ten Strong Martial Arts by pure coincidence."

Di Shitian did not doubt Nie Feng's words in the slightest; based on his knowledge of Wu Wudi, he knew that the Wu Clan had strict rules against passing on their Clan's Cultivation Method to outsiders.

It seemed Nie Feng had merely found the legacy left behind when Wu Wudi was in Seclusion practicing martial arts.

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Di Shitian spread his arms and said to the five people with incomparable arrogance:

"Haven't you always wanted to challenge me?

Come on, I'll give you the chance today.

If I don't teach you a lesson, I'm afraid you won't know the difference between you and a god.

I want to let you know what despair is!"

Since Di Shitian was so rampant, Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, and the others wanted to properly dampen Di Shitian's momentum.

And Duan Fengyun wanted to understand just how large the gap was between himself and this demigod.

Thus, the five of them drew their respective weapons and rushed toward Di Shitian, using their strongest strikes directly.

But the ideal is beautiful, while reality is cruel.

The five people's attacks struck Di Shitian like clay oxen entering the sea, causing not the slightest bit of damage to Di Shitian.

The five, refusing to believe it, gathered their strength again and attacked Di Shitian's chest together.

But reality dealt them another blow to the head; the several great divine weapons did not move a hair when they struck Di Shitian's clothes.

Let alone wounding Di Shitian, the few of them didn't even pierce a single bit of Di Shitian's clothing.

Di Shitian added fuel to the fire; with a light lift of his right hand, the five were sent flying away instantly.

The few of them lay on the ground spitting blood; Bu Jingyun looked at Di Shitian, unwilling to accept it—how could the gap be this large?

If things went on like this, how could he defeat Di Shitian, and how could he go find Chuchu and Xiao Butian to reunite with them?

On the other hand, Duan Fengyun had no fluctuations; he had long been prepared for this result.

But this battle only strengthened his determination to obtain the Dragon Yuan.

Di Shitian could reach this level after consuming Phoenix Blood and practicing for over a thousand years.

If he were like Duan Lang in the original story and consumed two or more Dragon Yuans, then added the Divine Doctor's Heaven-Reversing Universe, he would certainly be able to surpass Di Shitian by then.

Duan Fengyun was full of confidence in the future; he was not worried about the predicament before him.

Because he knew that Di Shitian would certainly not touch a single hair on them right now.

For the time of the Jingrui Dragon Slaying, Di Shitian needed the Seven Weapons, and he had at least three divine weapons on his side; Di Shitian would treat them like treasures now and would not let anyone harm them in the slightest.

Di Shitian stood before the few of them and laughed triumphantly:

"You brats, do you know the power of this god now?

If you want to defeat me, give up that thought as soon as possible."

The imposing Di Shitian formed a sharp contrast with Duan Fengyun and the other four, who were kneeling on one leg and spitting blood.

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