"No Heart, No Spirit!"
Zhan Wu's battle intent surged as he channeled the Honest Battle Scripture. Zhan Wu's madness reached the highest level he had ever reached in his life.
A majestic figure vaguely appeared in his eyes, and the divine radiance imprint of the War God Race appeared on his forehead. His head was slightly raised, and his posture was tall and straight. He allowed the magma to wrap around and burn him, and his arrogance was unparalleled.
Boom!
Dazzling golden divine light radiated, and the phantom of a War God enveloped Zhan Wu, exuding a domineering aura. At this moment, it was as if Zhan Wu had been possessed by the War God Tribe's ancestor, and he had transformed into an ancient War God. Countless bolts of lightning intertwined on his enormous phantom, causing the phantom of a giant to be filled with shocking power.
Honest Battle Scripture's profundity, End of Chaos!
Zhan Wu opened his hand and grabbed toward the top of his head. Boundless divine power surged out from his heavenly wheel and condensed into a dazzling golden sun in his palm.
He roared and clenched his hand into a fist, slamming it heavily on the dazzling sun. The dazzling sun let out a sharp whistle and flew wildly. It condensed into an unstoppable sharp arrow midway and collided with Mochizuki's Blazing Moon Divine Technique.
Boom!
This attack caused a turbulent shockwave to spread from the Ninety-Seventh Heaven all the way to the Lower Realm. The entire Glorious Reincarnation Divine Realm shook, and even the supreme Ninety-Ninth Heaven, the pinnacle of the Immortal King Realm, trembled.
Mochizuki's eyes were bloodshot as she roared angrily. She threw the crescent divine halberd in her hand toward the gradually splitting Blazing Moon. The instant the Blazing Moon was pierced by the dazzling golden arrow, the two sides collided for the second time and exploded into light waves that filled the sky.
Poof!
The descendants of the Nine Clans who had weaker foundations felt their chests churn as the two sides collided. Blood mixed with wine spurted out pathetically, and their divine senses fell into chaos.
When the higher-ups of the nine clans saw this, they successively released the energy of Dao Insights to descend onto the juniors and protect the Divine Senses of their children. Only then did the warped expressions of those young men and young women calm down, and their gazes were filled with astonishment as they looked at the two figures that stood towering in the sky above the Dao Square.
"Break!"
Mochizuki gave it her all. She controlled the halberd with her spiritual will. The halberd collided with the arrow, and the friction produced violent sparks.
Traces of blood gradually seeped out from the corner of Zhan Wu's mouth. He silently took out the Sunset Divine Bow, pulled the bowstring with his left hand, and pulled the bowstring with his right hand. The cloak behind him fluttered wildly as he released an arrow into the air. As the bowstring vibrated, an invisible Qi arrow seemed to pierce through space and entered the Radiant Gold Arrow. The arrow instantly exploded with an even more blinding light. An unparalleled battle intent mixed with purple lightning spread across the crescent divine halberd.
Only a "click" sound was heard.
The halberd cracked, shattered, and slowly melted before everyone's eyes.
Whoosh!
This arrow was headed straight for Mochizuki. Dragging along the purple-gold lightning, it drew a beautiful arc in the air.
Mochizuki's hair was disheveled as he floated in his original position. His face revealed a desolate expression. Now that he had exhausted all his strength, the Heavenly Wheel had returned to his body due to the exhaustion of his divine power. How could he block this arrow?
He had lost!
60,000 years of divine power, lost to 50,000 years of divine power.
He was a high and mighty Heaven's Pride of the 97th Heaven, the descendant of the Innate Hongmeng lifeforms. Even though he had the advantage in terms of cultivation, he had lost to someone from the divine race who was inferior to him.
How humiliating!
How sorrowful!
He was so ashamed that he could not show his face!
Yue Shangjiang silently closed his eyes. He felt that everyone from the Nine Clans was looking at him. Those doubtful and disappointed gazes made him feel so ashamed that he had nowhere to hide.
At this moment, Qin Hao's face suddenly appeared in his mind. Mochizuki's heart trembled slightly as he recalled the scene before he fought with Zhan Wu. At that time, he was so proud that he thought that Qin Hao would not be able to last more than ten moves in his hands. This was an analysis that he made after he overestimated Qin Hao's abilities. In fact, he thought that he only needed five moves to make Qin Hao roll out of the Magnificent Divine Realm and never dare to see Xiao Han again.
But now, it seemed that the person who was overestimated was him, Mochizuki. He did not even have the chance to fight with Qin Hao before he was defeated by someone beside Qin Hao. Where was his dignity left?
Subconsciously, Mochizuki suddenly had the thought of killing himself. But he quickly recovered. When he opened his eyes again, the Dazzling Gold Arrow that was about to enter his eyes had already disappeared. He smiled bitterly at Zhan Wu, turned around silently, and left the training hall with his head lowered. He did not return to his seat. Instead, he left directly. Perhaps in this life, he would never appear before Xiao Han and Qin Hao again.
"This …"
"Go up … lost!"
The elders of the nine races were all stunned. They had thought of the worst outcome. After all, the War Gods were not easy to deal with. But the worst case scenario was a draw. They never thought that they would lose.
At this moment, the elders of the nine races suddenly realized that they did not even know how to speak.
"Go up."
Yue Shangqing stared at the departing figure, his eyes brimming with pain. Sixty thousand years of Divine Dao had lost to fifty thousand years of Divine Dao. This battle was undoubtedly a major blow to his younger brother.
"Let him calm down." Zhongqing poured himself a cup of tea and drained it in one gulp.
"Haaa, in the end, Go up is too conceited."
Yue Shangqing understood his younger brother far too well, but this battle had nothing to do with conceit. Mochizuki had lost to Zhan Wu, and the War Gods were truly the most outstanding fighting god race. They could be described as terrifying.
"Hmph, this was an unfair victory."
The three Gods were seated on the main seats, and God Lord Moonflow's eyes were tinged with rage as he coldly spat out these words. At the final juncture, Zhan Wu had taken out a divine artifact to assist him. Otherwise, how could he have broken the Dao halberd?
"A loss is a loss. Go up is truly inferior," God Lord Moonflow said.
Zhan Wu had borrowed the power of a divine tool, and he also had the divine armor that the Divine King had bestowed upon him, so he was not afraid of being burned by the Blazing Moon. Wasn't Yue Shanghou the same?
In their first clash, Mochizuki had summoned the Moon Armor, and the crescent halberd was also a divine tool. It had fused with her Dao Intent and transformed into a halberd.
Thus, this battle had actually been very fair.
At this moment, all was silent. The upper echelon members of the nine races stared at the destroyed Dao Platform in a daze, their hearts filled with a myriad of emotions. They were truly disappointed in Mochizuki, but they also understood that Mochizuki had done her best, but she had not been able to defeat her opponent.
With a "wah" sound, Zhan Wu spat out a mouthful of blood from his throat. The blood that he spat out was emitting a terrifying heat. When it floated down, it even burned through the space. He was not unharmed in this battle. In fact, he had suffered serious injuries. His five viscera and six bowels were almost burned through.
Zhan Wu raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth. Soon after, his body floated down and quietly returned to Qin Hao's side.
"You're pushing it a little too far."
Qin Hao felt that Zhan Wu's fighting style was too rigid and that there was no need to take his opponent's divine technique head-on. His palm, wreathed in divine light, was pressed against Zhan Wu's shoulder. Zhan Wu waved his hand to knock away Qin Hao's palm and said, "There's no need to waste divine power on me. There's an even stronger one coming up next. That's your true target."
Zhan Wu had never believed that his fighting style was rigid. This was called 'standing still and responding to all movements'. It was the most effective and direct method to defeat his opponent.
His mission was complete, but Qin Hao still faced an even greater obstacle.
Through his battle with Mochizuki, Zhan Wu understood the true strength of the Nine Races. The Lower Worlds were one level, the Upper Seven were another, and the Moonflow Race and Chong Hua Race were the truly powerful existences.
Mochizuki was truly powerful, and from this, Zhongqing was even more frightening than Mochizuki. This had nothing to do with their cultivation, but the difference in their innate Dao Intents.
Zhongqing's Dao had inherited the Innate God King's Dao, and Chong Hua's Grand Dao. Just what sort of extreme mysteries did he possess?
Qin Hao nodded and pulled back his hand. He turned to the upper echelon members of the Nine Races and said, "Ah Wu won by a fluke. This battle has allowed us to clearly see just how extraordinary the true geniuses of the Nine Races are. They are truly worthy of respect."
"Hmph."
God Lord Moonflow turned his face to the side in displeasure. Today should have been his son's stage, but now, it was Qin Hao's group that had benefited.
"Little Scoundrel, it seems like you came prepared."
God Lord Chong Hua chuckled as he looked down at his son, Zhongqing.
Zhongqing silently got up, straightened his clothes, and leapt off his seat. Just as he was about to land on the Dao Platform, the shattered Dao Platform miraculously healed, the holes of all sizes wiping away. It was as clean as a jade wall, perfect as it had ever been.
Qin Hao smiled at God Lord Chong Hua, knowing that this was all God Chong Hua's handiwork. He walked up to Zhongqing and cupped his fists. "I presume that this is Lord Zhongqing of the Ninety-Eighth Heaven, the grandson of the Immortal King, Your Highness Zhongqing."
Zhongqing froze for a moment, and then he glanced in a certain direction. He saw that Yue Yuanjin was eating and drinking to his heart's content, not caring one bit about Mochizuki's defeat. Zhongqing inwardly gave Yue Yuanjin a scornful middle finger.
"It seems like Yuanjin has already divulged the true situation of the Upper Nine Races to you. No wonder you didn't want to fight with him," Zhongqing said.
It was precisely because he had learned about the Upper Nine Races from Yue Yuanjin that Qin Hao was certain that Mochizuki was no match for him.
Based on this conjecture, it was not difficult for Zhongqing to see that Qin Hao's cultivation was above Mochizuki's. At the very least, they were on the same level.
"Uncle did speak a little about the situation of the Upper Nine Races, but he did not reveal the Dao Intent that the Upper Nine Races are skilled in," Qin Hao admitted. Addressing Yue Yuanjin as' Uncle 'made the Elders of the Upper Nine Races rather uncomfortable.
"Whew."
Zhongqing exhaled, nodded, and chuckled. "I understand. So your target this time was me. Originally, I didn't want to participate in today's Dao Battle. Even though Father used the honor of the Chinese Race to force me, I still didn't want to fight, but …"
Zhongqing scanned the faces of Qin Hao and Zhan Wu behind him. "All of you swept your way here and defeated the prodigies of the Upper Nine Races one after another. I, Zhongqing, had no choice but to step forward. This has nothing to do with Xiao Han. I never had any intention of marrying her."
Earlier, God Lord Chong Hua truly had oppressed Zhongqing, and even now, his thoughts had not changed. He would not admire Xiao Han because of who she was or how talented she was. He could only admire her.
Admiration was one thing, but he would never marry a woman he had no feelings for. Besides, this woman had married someone else and was no longer a virgin. Zhongqing would never marry her.
The upper echelon members of the Upper Nine Races grimaced at these words, and God Lord Chong Hua also appeared surprised. It turned out that his son had agreed to come to the Dao Temple of the Upper Nine Races but still had no intention of participating in the Dao Battle.
Xiao Han inwardly breathed a sigh of relief at Zhongqing's words.
"Although it's a good thing, why does it sound so unpleasant to the ears?" Yue Yuanyu was displeased, as if Xiao Han was not worthy of Zhongqing.
"Haha, Young Lord Qing is truly extraordinary. Alas, even if you want to marry Han 'er, you won't be able to, because there is no one else in this world who is worthy of her."
Qin Hao took a step forward and stared at Zhongqing. The two of them had been smiling this entire time, but there was a thick smell of gunpowder between them.
"Ninety-eight Young Lord Zhongqing, Zhongqing. Perfect Heavenly Wheel and Seven-Vein Divine Vein. Please enlighten me." Zhongqing gestured for him to attack first.
"Primeval Realm's Pill Sovereign Clan, Qin Hao. Perfect Heavenly Wheel and Seven-Vein Divine Vein. Please enlighten me, Young Lord Qing."
Qin Hao reported his cultivation and his own situation. His words caused a huge stir in the Dao Temple, and the God Lords of the Upper Nine Races all paled.