Chapter 270: The Deceiving Protectors! Losing Even Their Undergarments!

Kill them!

Kill them!

……

The courtiers above and below shouted in unison, united against a common enemy!

On the battle stage, the giant monk light‑shadow formed by the eighteen monks, a true‑god level entity, glared with torch‑like eyes!

In the giant monk's hand, the dharma staff already glittered with golden light, and it had swollen so thick that no one could wrap their arms around it.

In contrast, Shen Qingli and her companions facing the giant monk were like tiny folk from the Dwarf Country, unable to withstand a single strike.

Such a stark contrast……

"Shen Qingli, aren't you fond of gambling?"

Jialuona suddenly spoke, her expression inscrutable.

Shen Qingli's attention was focused on what lay before her, yet it didn't hinder her from answering absent‑mindedly.

"What, the Regent Prince can't do it, so the Jia Protector has to step up?"

"Silver‑tongued!" Jialuona sneered, "I'm in!"

"If your side wins, I, Jialuona, will abolish my cultivation right away!"

"If my side wins, I want you to commit suicide before the grave of my disciple Luosha."

As Luosha's master, Jialuona could not possibly be indifferent to her disciple's death.

At present, she also believed! Their court was sure to win—however——

"Deal."

Shen Qingli readily agreed.

The Dao court fell silent.

For a moment, they even thought Shen Qingli was overconfident.

The opposing side, though not as mighty as the Primordial God, is still of a level that can attain godhood—how, then, do we fight it?

Not to mention the Dao court observers outside, even the contestants on site changed their faces.

Liu Meng even wanted to speak but held back……

"I'll join the bet too."

Tianyi also spoke.

Di er hurriedly pulled him!

But he insisted, "If your side wins, I, Tianyi, will also abolish my cultivation right away!"

Anyway, if he loses, his cultivation will be useless—but how could he possibly lose? Impossible!

"If my side wins, I want your mother, the Zhu Que Nu Di, to die!" Tianyi hadn't forgotten their old grudge.

Shen Qingli's face changed, however——

"Deal."

From the direction of the Dao court, behind Shen Qingli, Zhong Minglan's voice rang out.

Shen Qingli's eyes reddened; she wanted to stop it.

However——

"Not enough."

Tai Jin spoke,

"Me too."

"In this battle, if our side wins, I want Protector Di er dead—right away!"

"If your side wins, I, Tai Jin, am willing to be refined into a puppet by your side—at your command."

"I decline." Di er refused, "The purpose of a battle pact is to avoid depleting both sides' divine power—what are you all doing?"

"I have a death feud with the Zhu Que Nu Di! Even without this wager, someday I will kill her or be killed by her!" Tianyi insisted!

Jialuona also said, "My disciple died miserably; if I don't gamble, my mind will be unsettled and I won't be able to maintain my cultivation. Di er, don't stand in our way."

Di er sighed and remained silent.

"Uncle Tai Jin, I've received your feelings."

Shen Qingli spoke loudly, understanding that Tai Jin meant to let her feel that the Shen Ting also stood behind her.

"Let's pray for A Li and the others." Ji Wanxing suddenly said, "Don't you believe in the Shen Goddess?"

"Believe!" Old Tai Jin's eyes were firm, "How many miracles has the Little Goddess brought us? You all haven't forgotten, have you?"

"Not forgotten!" Chimo exclaimed, "The Little Dark Lord will surely win!"

"Sure to win!" The immortals who had once witnessed Shen Qingli's epic deeds all ignited an unprecedented confidence.

In the vague distance, an invisible qi seemed to have arisen as if destined……

On the battle stage, the Dragon Prince had already manifested his true dragon form, dragon aura vast, golden light spilling forth—"Just a big bald donkey, what's there to fear!"

"Not bad!" The Young Chief of Qingqiu, Qingchun, also revealed his true form—a sacred, beautiful nine‑tailed white fox; though his cultivation was only Ninth Grade Earth Immortal, his aura and combat power were no inferior to those of an Upper Immortal.

Yuliuyun, Bai Qiyun, Beiming Ying, Kongsang Liuchen, Ruohanbing, Tian Shui Yun Tuo Guan Zhang, Buzhou Zhao Guangping, West Sea Ao Rui, South Sea Meng Guan Shan, North Sea Shui Zhao Yue—all burst forth with their utmost strength!

Four Seas and Eight Wastelands, all gathered!

Di er examined this far, then fixed his gaze on Shen Qingli again.

By Shen Qingli's side remained those five: Liu Meng and her siblings, Shen Qingmo and his brother, while the outskirts held the Twelve Talents of the Four Seas and Eight Wastelands.

"They're hardly opponents." Tianyi snorted softly, "They're practically strangers to each other—how could they compare to our side's Eighteen Rakshasas?"

"Don't underestimate Shen Qingli; she's certainly not someone who casually challenges friends." Di er still felt that Jialuona and Tianyi were being rash.

"So what then?"

Don't forget, the eighteen most tacit disciples, eight of them were taken by Luo Ya, they are not without flaws.

It's just a tiny flaw! Moreover, the Regent Prince has already passed on the Rakshasa Evil Ghost Technique to them, which can make up for that flaw.

Ground Two nodded slowly, that's also true; it seems he indeed overthought it, this round! They will surely win.

By then, even if they lost the court or the holy hall, it wouldn't be so heartbreaking; at least they'd still have a chance for another round! But if they lose this round as well, the ecclesiastical court would be finished, with no chance for another round.

However, Shen Qingli on the battle platform showed not the slightest panic, and even had the leisure to continue provoking, "Regent Prince, are you coming or not? My fiancé has thunder-crippled you to the point of being unable to speak!"

Courting death!

The giant monk is not used to it!

He's here!

Shen Qingli actually dares to ignore him!

They haven't made a move yet; it's only so the elders can humiliate this dead girl, not to let her continue provoking!

Thus……

Boom!

The overbearing dharma staff swept down!

The twelve people from the four seas and eight wildernesses immediately wanted to go up!

But——

Retreat, retreat, retreat!

Liu Meng and the five others blocked them, all retreating together.

At that very moment, Shen Qingli herself also sat down cross-legged.

This move……

It's tantamount to waiting for death!

What is she doing!

No one understands!

The giant monk is even less likely to refrain from attacking her just because she sat down.

Boom!

The monk's staff crashes down violently!

The terrifying God-Sealing level strong breath swept across the battle platform.

If it weren't for the battle platform itself being shrouded in a restriction.

At this moment, the little immortals on both sides' stands are about to be flung away!

It's over!

Some people who don't understand Shen Qingli think she is courting death!

But is Shen Qingli someone who courts death?

No, at least in such an occasion, where the life and death of the Dao Court is at stake, she would not.

As expected——

Bang!

At the moment when many Dao Court little immortals cannot bear to watch!

On the battle platform there were no tragic cries, nor any sounds of bones breaking or flesh tearing.

Only the collision sound of the tyrannical power violently exploding together! Evenly matched.

My heavens! What the heck is this! Even the Old Grandmaster's voice turned shrill!

The Queen Mother of the West, watching from afar, couldn't help but recall his disgrace that day, already frowning, wondering if she should call that old thing back, lest she lose face.

However, how could one blame the Old Grandmaster?

After all, Shen Qingli is advancing!

Who could have imagined——

Shen Qingli sitting cross-legged is cultivating, is advancing.

Moreover, her advancement is terrifyingly formidable, from first-grade lower immortal to second-grade lower immortal, third, fourth… all the way to ninth!

Not only that, far from it! Earth Immortal!

First-grade Earth Immortal!

Still rising!

The Old Grandmaster slapped his thigh!

He understood!

The Little Divine Princess intends to use the explosive power inherent in her advancement to fling away the opposing God-Sealing giant monk!

But that's also too dangerous!

Don't even think about advancing further! Die!

The humiliated, furious giant monk roared out a wild howl.

The monk's staff enlarged again, crushing down with force!

Shen Qingli's smoothly advancing progress was obviously suppressed!

It's over! It won't be knocked back, will it? Otherwise it's ruined!

The Old Grandmaster only felt his dear heart couldn't bear it, so he hastily took a fast-acting heart-saving pill.

All the immortals of the Dao Court stared fixedly at Shen Qingli!

No way, no way……

If they really are knocked back, would they be ruined?

No way!

Impossible!

She is Shen Qingli!

「No way! We have to help! 」

The Dragon Prince panicked and was about to charge forward.

However——