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King of Gods – Chapter 588


Chapter 588 – Descendants of Ten Thousand Ancient Races


The Void Ocean Arena was made of a unique and extremely tough material. It was also enveloped by a huge array that could not even be broken easily by the Great Origin Core Realm Sovereign.


There were guards outside the entrance.


"Fifty Primal Crystal Stones for each person."


The entrance fee was enough to bankrupt some cultivators.


Zhao Feng and his comrades all had the Void Sea Token, which contained a large number of deductible Primal Crystal Stones.


Tour guide Xiao Ma also reduced some Primal Crystal Stones.


"That boy has won 29 battles, continues to waste his energy."


"The ratio is now one to twenty-five."


"Ai, five hundred high-grade Primal Crystal Stones!"


Cheers and cries rang out in the arena.


There were a total of eight arenas, and most of the people gathered in the eastern arena.


"So, he's a genius from the True Martial Holy Land?"


"He is only twenty years old and already has the Origin Core Realm cultivation."


Many gazes landed on the short-haired youth. The young man is dressed all in black and looks very normal – type that will not attract the attention of anyone – but here, his every action is captured by everyone, he said, and he made the hearts of many girls sway.


Loulan Zhishui was extremely disappointed when he looked up.


In his mind, a genius from the Spiritual Sacred Land had to be handsome, cold, or domineering, but this short-haired youth was thin and rather short.


"Brother Chen, these opponents are too easy ."


The short-haired youth seemed unwilling as he glanced at a tall, thin young man in the southern arena.


“Your attack just wasn't perfect, otherwise you'll win faster.”


The tall skinny young man shook his head.


The short-haired and tall young man, the skinny young man were both geniuses from the True Martial Holy Lands.


The tall thin young man had the cultivation of the Great Origin Core Realm, so not many people challenged him, but the short-haired young man was only at the early stage Small Origin Core Realm.


"The thirty battle."


A judge spoke.


There were four Great Origin Core Realm judges in the eastern tribune. From this, one could see how important the eastern arena was to the Void Ocean Spiritual Palace.


"Zhe zhe zhe, little boy, let me, Ma Fengyun, see the skills of the Holy Land."


An elder holding a bamboo fishing line jumped into the arena.


“Ma Fengyun? Pirate captain from that time?”


"This Ma Fengyun was once at the peak stage of the Small Origin Core Realm but was injured in a reconnaissance mission, so he descended to the Small Origin Core Realm intermediate stage."


Many people recognized Ma Fengyun's identity. Although he had now descended into the middle-stage Small Origin Core Realm, he used to be a deadly pirate captain. He was not someone who could be compared to a person of the same rank.


"The Limitless Shadow Stick!"


Ma Fengyun used an Earth-Class weapon in his hands. The simple-looking bamboo rod released a wave that seemed to devour everything it went through.


“Earth Class Weapons Earth Class Engineering”


Zhao Fengs heart trembled. He was certain that this power of Ma Fengyun was even slightly stronger than the late stage Small Origin Core Realm pirate captain he had seen before.


The skeletal Division leader might be able to defeat him in one on one, but it would definitely require over a hundred moves.


"Old man, your tricks are meaningless in the Spiritual Sacred Land."


The short-haired youth said with disdain.


"Heaven's Star Destroying Technique!"


The short-haired youth brandished his fists and created a deep explosion in the air, forming hundreds and thousands of fists that smashed forward with the momentum of crushing rocks and splitting the sky.


The explosion!


Ma Fengyun's waves seemed to be hit by stars that weighed thousands of tons and shattered into pieces.


"This is …!"


Ma Fengyun was forced to retreat, and he discovered that his experience of several hundred years did not help in front of this fist.


Each fist of the short-haired youth seemed to contain boundless and domineering pressure. Each of his fists smashed toward his body and soul.


Bam!


Ma Fengyun was suddenly hit by a fist and thrown.


Whoa!


As soon as he landed on the ground, Ma Fengyun spewed out a mouthful of blood and some of his bones broke.


"Whatwhat what? He didn't even last ten steps!”


"The pirate captain who used to travel across the ocean just disappeared?"


The audience broke into chaos. They felt that this young man was not very strong, his opponent had somehow just lost.


"Amazing. Even a late stage Small Origin Core Realm would not be able to last ten or twenty moves in front of him. ”


Although Zhao Feng did not use his God Spiritual Eye, his state of being and body had almost reached the level of the Great Origin Core Realm, so his senses were extremely sharp.


In reality, only those in the Great Origin Core Realm could sense how terrifying the strength of this young man's bloodline was.


"It's 30 wins!"


The audience is waiting for a new challenger, and the gambling ratio has reached 1:28. That is, if one were to bet his money on an opponent, they would receive 28 Primal Crystal Stones for each Prima Crystal Stone they bet. Furthermore, this ratio will continue to increase with each additional win.


Whooshing sound!


Right at this moment, two powerful auras flew straight towards the eastern arena.


"Give this boy to me!"


“Hahaha, I risked a hundred thousand high-grade Primal Crystal Stones for myself. If I win, I'll get a few million back. ”


Those two auras were both at the late stage Small Origin Core Realm. One of them was wearing purple armor, while the other was a fat-faced, big-eared middle-aged man.


“Challenge numbers 31 and 32.”


"One was at the late stage of the Small Origin Core Realm, and the other seemed to have reached the peak stage."


The audience was excited too. These two challengers were clearly much stronger than the previous ones.


This was especially true for the fat-faced middle-aged man who had a peak stage cultivation of the Small Origin Core Realm. One step further and he would become the Master of the Great Origin Core Realm Ruler.


The short-haired young man pouted.


“Why not fight both at the same time, but keep the gambling ratio remains the same?”


The other youth from the Holy Land smiled and suggested.


"Huh? Two against one?"


The jury was shocked. After all, they were part of the "house", and if the short-haired youth were to lose, they would have to pay a large sum.


Their gazes landed on a certain elder, the person in charge of the arena, whose aura was approaching the Void God Realm.


"certain."


The elder looked at the tall, thin young man deeply.


“Hahaha, now it will be more challenging. You two can fight me together.”


The short-haired young man laughed.


Whahuh? Two on one?


The audience paused for a moment before the chaos broke out.


"Hurry up!"


“Bet on him!”


At this moment, the ratio was now more than one in thirty.


The audience is crazy.


More and more people are joining the betting. After all, this time there was a late stage Small Origin Core Realm and a peak Little Origin Core Realm.


"Heaven's Star Destroying Technique!"


The short-haired youth released a wisp of ancient aura as his fighting intent increased.


The Sky Changed Nine Swords!


The Highest Fist of the Ten Directions!


The armored man and the stye-faced middle-aged man both attacked with ridicule in their eyes. The two fought as a team, and they complement each other.


“I remember now, both of them were Two Purple Sovereign Despair, and they specialized in teamwork. They had even managed to stop the Great Origin Core Realm Master Teacher once. ”


“Two Purple Ruler Despair? Those two guys?”


The audience was filled with excitement.


Two Despair Purple Sovereigns.


The purple-clothed man and the big-eared middle-aged man were very in sync with each other.


"The battle power of the Two Purple Sovereign Despair is close to the Great Origin Core Realm."


Zhao Feng could not help but click his tongue. Without using his God Spiritual Eye and the Ghost Corpse Curse Array, it was likely that he would not be a match for either. Even if he had the skeletal Division Leader by his side, the chances were only 50-50.


After all, the Two Purple Despair Rulers were complementary, and they both had Earth-Class weapons.


Boom Boom Boom~~~~


The battle is ongoing. Although the short-haired youth used tactics and techniques, the difference in cultivation was simply too great.


In a normal situation, the difference in the number of True Yuan between the Small Origin Core Realm early stage and the late stage was two or threefold, and their strength was also different.


“This boy is not bad. He still fights even after so long.”


“Unfortunately, the cultivation is not high enough. If he were at the middle-stage Small Origin Core Realm, it might be us who would lose. ”


The two Purple Sovereign Despair both revealed faint smiles. They were not focused on winning, but rather focused on the youth's True Yuan wastage.


Hmph!


The young man's expression became grim as he could not face the pressure from his opponents.


"Open!"


The short-haired youth spread out his hands and an ancient and domineering bloodline aura was unleashed.


The dark tattoo seemed to condense and spread on his skin. It seemed to be the skin of an ancient creature, and it was extremely hard. It wasn't skin or scales, it was more like a kind of shell.


"Brother Jiang, stop!"


The expression of the tall, thin young man changed.


"The aura of this bloodline …!"


The two Purple Sovereign Despairs felt their souls and bloodlines trembling uneasily.


Bam!


Their attacks swept over the short-haired youth. He was focused on fully circulating the strength of his bloodline, so he could neither avoid nor block it.


“Arghh!”


Shouts came from the crowd.


The explosion!


The short-haired young man did not move. He was like an ancient ferocious beast as he released a terrifying aura.


Shua!


A small bloody mark the size of a nail was left on his body, but it quickly recovered. The black tattoo is thick and hard.


“How is it possible!?”


Two Despair Purple Rulers exclaimed. Their combined attacks were unrivalled against those under the Great Origin Core Realm.


"What the hell is going on?"


Furthermore, their souls and consciousness trembled instinctively.


Unknowingly, they had half kneeled and almost completely kneeled. Their faces were filled with unknown fear, and everyone watching felt their souls and blood tremble uneasily.


"What?"


Zhao Feng also felt his bloodline tremble, and even the little thieving cat showed a rare serious expression.


Plash! Plash!


Everyone below the peak True Lord Rank kneeled to the ground.


The sailors and Loulan Zhishui began to tremble and blush.


“Aura this bloodline could it be from the Ten Thousand Ancient Race!?”


A Great Origin Core Sovereign Lord wearing a plain shirt exclaimed. His soul, and even his state, felt restless.


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