Peerless God Emperor

"Treat each other courteously." Yi Sheng said blandly. He couldn't stop South Lin Yuan from attacking Qin Xuan, but neither could Southern Lin Yuan. At worst, he would just kill these two juniors. South Lin Yuan's heart would definitely ache even more than he did.    

Seeing this, Yi Sheng looked away and looked away. At this moment, Nan Yin felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders, as if he had just walked through the gates of hell.    

"The outcome of this battle is already very clear." Yi Sheng looked at Xia River and said, "When Qin Xuan had broken through, Nan Yin had attacked him many times, but still failed to win. And just now, Qin Xuan's casual attack had forced Nan Yin to retreat. The gap is very clear."    

Xia He's face froze for a moment, and his gaze turned to Lin Yuan in the south, as if he wanted to hear what Chen Changsheng had said.    

Lin Yuan frowned. He could tell that Qin Xuan was much stronger than Nan Yin after breaking through. If the battle continued, Nan Yin would definitely lose miserably.    

But if he admitted defeat just like that, wouldn't it be very embarrassing?    

Before this, they had already lost six rounds. Adding this round to the seven consecutive losses, he was extremely unwilling to face this result.    

"It seems that he still wants to continue to fight. In that case, let's continue. There's no need to hold back." Yi Sheng shifted his gaze away from Xia He, towards Qin Xuan who was in the air above him. Qin Xuan immediately understood Yi Sheng's intention after hearing his words. He then responded in a clear voice, "Understood."    

After speaking, he stepped forward, releasing an incomparably tyrannical pressure that was akin to the might of the heavens, enveloping the entire space. Nan Yin's expression changed drastically, as he felt the pressure multiplied. Qin Xuan, who had just broken through, was indeed much stronger than him.    

"Kill!" Qin Xuan shouted angrily, the Heavenly Dragon Halberd in his hand thrusted out once again, releasing a Golden Giant Dragon. Its claws tore through space, and it pounced towards Nan Yin.    

Nan Yin's aura blossomed crazily, his body was filled with resplendent divine light, as if he was a body made of a great dao. His arm trembled, and countless Divine Spear phantom s surged out from the void, colliding with the Golden Giant Dragon. One after another, explosive cracking sounds were emitted, and the Divine Spear phantom s were all ripped apart by the dragon claws.    

But the Golden Giant Dragon continued to dive downwards, with unstoppable momentum.    

"Bam!"    

A loud sound rang out, and the sharp dragon claw broke through Nan Yin's defenses, piercing through his body. Nan Yin screamed, and a bloody hole appeared in his chest. Blood spurted out from the wound, staining the air red.    

"Pfft." A mouthful of blood spurted out from Nan Yin's mouth. The destructive power wreaked havoc in his body, destroying his flesh and blood. His body was like a broken kite, powerlessly falling down from the sky, on the verge of death.    

"Protect the prince!" It was unknown who shouted.    

After that, a figure appeared out of nowhere and caught Nan Yin. When his consciousness entered his body, the expression on his face instantly turned extremely ugly. Countless bones were broken, and all his internal organs were shattered!    

At this moment, Nan Linyuan took a step forward and arrived beside that person. He placed his palm on Nan Yin's body, and instantly, an incomparably powerful aura of life spread out, enveloping Nan Yin's body. The injuries within his body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.    

After a while, Nan Yin's face regained its rosiness. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Lin Yuan looking at him. He couldn't help but turn serious and say, "royal father."    

Upon seeing him wake up, Lin Yuan withdrew his hand. However, he did not have much expression on his face. He seemed exceptionally calm, making it impossible for others to see what he was thinking in his heart.    

He knew that he had let royal father down. Not only did he lose, he even lost in an extremely ugly way, making everyone present see him as a huge joke.    

In a battle of the same level, he was no match for Qin Xuan.    

It could be seen that their talents were on a completely different level.    

Qin Xuan glanced at Nan Yin, his expression still as cold as ever. However, the aura he was exuding soon calmed down as he returned back to the side of Yi Sheng.    

Yi Sheng stared at him with a meaningful look, remained silent for a while, then said, "You still have a long way to go. Don't forget, we can meet in the future."    

"Eh?" Qin Xuan was stunned, after which he seemed to understand the meaning behind Yi Sheng's words. He seriously replied, "We shall follow Senior's teachings."    

The next moment, a rumbling sound suddenly came from another space, attracting the gazes of the crowd. A figure was sent flying, looking rather miserable. That figure was none other than Chou Zhou.    

The hearts of the crowd skipped a beat when they saw this scene. It seemed as though he, too, had been defeated.    

Zai Wang's eyes were fixed on a certain direction, his gaze incomparably cold. After which, a graceful silhouette walked out, naturally Chang An. A knowing smile could be seen on his face as he glanced at Zai Zhou, smiling lightly, "Thank you for your benevolence."    

When the crowd saw this, the corners of their mouths couldn't help but twitch. They had admitted their defeat in front of the losers, and there was even a smile on their faces. This was simply acting good at the expense!    

"Eight consecutive victories!" Someone said in a low voice. Qin Xuan and Chang An had both obtained victories. Yi Sheng's side had maintained an undefeated record. It was simply too strong.    

This was a result that no one had expected. Originally, this was the home ground of the Nanhua Empire, but it had been lost in a complete mess.    

Nan Linyuan's gaze suddenly shifted to a direction in the air, his expression extremely solemn. This was the final battle. If they were to lose this battle, then they would lose nine matches in a row. This was an unprecedented humiliation for the Nanhua Empire.    

Yi Sheng was also paying attention to that fight. After a while, a bright smile appeared on his face and he said, "Victory!"    

As the sound of his voice faded, a hint of joy flashed across the eyes of Qin Xuan and the others beside him. Nine battles, complete victory!    

On the other hand, as he gazed at the Southern Wasteland, his countenance turned extremely cold. Clenching his fists tightly, a bone-piercing coldness emanated from his body, causing the heartbeats of the people around him to accelerate unceasingly.    

The result of that battle might not be too good.    

The instant this thought appeared in their minds, a loud sound rang out. The two figures fell downwards at the same time, but the difference was that one of them was knocked down by the attack while the other one was sent down from the air.    

The gazes of the crowd were all riveted onto the figure that was being blasted downwards. When they saw who it was, their expressions froze. That person was none other than the Eastern Emperor!    

The proud figure from not long ago had actually been defeated.    

Dong Huang Hao let out a muffled groan, then stabilized his body in the air, while his eyes turned towards Jiang Feng, who was standing not far away in despair. His eyes revealed a hint of disbelief, and he asked, "Who are you?"    

"It's not important." Jiang Fengjue replied.    

The facial expression of Eastern Emperor Hao stiffened. It was indeed unimportant who the other side was, because the loser didn't have the right to ask the question!