226: Chapter 225 You guys are too weak, I'm going to take on ten of you!

Lin Feng's words were like a resounding slap, fiercely striking the faces of all the young Prodigies present.

Humiliation!

This was naked, unadulterated humiliation!

Comparing the supreme art of the chief of the Qinglian Sword Sect to "square dancing" and telling him to go do embroidery? This was more painful than killing him!

After a brief silence, explosive rage erupted.

"Arrogant!!!"

"How dare you, brat, act so arrogantly and bully us in the Immortal Realm?!"

"Senior Brother Ye just underestimated the enemy and let him take advantage of a loophole! Don't be fooled by him!"

Some tried to make excuses, but more were incited to anger. Especially those Prodigies who usually clung to the faction of the Seven Luminaries Immortal King; their eyes were sinister, and they exchanged glances.

Can't win in a one-on-one? Then gang up on him!

Anyway, this is their territory, and the rules are made by people.

"I will take him on!"

With a loud "boom," a burly man with a figure like an iron tower leaped onto the arena, causing the ground to shake the moment he landed.

He was the Young Lord of the "Giant Spirit Sect," specializing in the Physical Body, with a cultivation of Late Stage Golden Immortal, his copper skin and iron bones comparable to an Immortal Artifact.

"I will also come to learn from you!"

A refined man holding a feather fan, with Formation patterns flowing around his body, floated over. He was a young Genius from the Immortal Court's Formation Division, skilled in trapping and killing Formations.

Immediately after, three more figures rushed onto the arena.

A beast cultivator controlling a three-headed flaming lion, a female cultivator holding dual rings, and a man in black skilled in hidden weapons.

Five people!

Five Golden Immortal Prodigies who were top-tier in their respective fields surrounded Lin Feng in a fan shape.

"Since Division Master Lin thinks Brother Ye's sword technique is no good, why not try our methods!"

The burly man grinned and twisted his neck, making a cracking sound, "We aren't bullying you, it's just a 'spar.' Division Master Lin wouldn't be afraid to accept, would he?"

There was an uproar off the stage.

"Five against one? Isn't that too shameless?" Some neutral Immortals couldn't bear to watch.

"Shh! Keep your voice down! These few have big shots backing them. And look, the Seven Luminaries Immortal King hasn't said a word; it's clearly tacit approval."

"Lin Feng is done for. Two fists are no match for four hands, especially since these five have tacit cooperation, enough to surround and kill a Grand Unity Golden Immortal!"

On the high platform, the Seven Luminaries Immortal King finally revealed a satisfied smile.

He picked up his teacup, his eyes playful.

Lin Feng, let's see how you die.

However, Lin Feng, who was in the middle of the encirclement, did not have a trace of panic on his face.

He scanned the five murderous opponents, then looked at the other Prodigies off the stage who were still clamoring and eager to try.

He suddenly yawned out of boredom.

"Five?"

Lin Feng shook his head, a look of disappointment on his face.

"Just these rotten sweet potatoes and smelly bird eggs?"

"Too few, really too few."

"Since we're playing, let's play big."

Amidst everyone's puzzled gazes, Lin Feng slowly walked to the center of the arena, then raised his hand and crooked his finger at the crowd off the stage that had been cursing the loudest.

His movements were extremely provocative, and his expression was arrogant to the extreme.

"You, that sissy in red."

"And you, the one who looks like a toad."

"And those few in the back rolling your eyes."

"Don't look around, I'm talking about you!"

Lin Feng took a deep breath, centered his Qi in his Dantian, and his voice exploded across the entire venue like thunder:

"Don't waste everyone's time."

"Get up here!"

"I want to fight ten!!!"

Boom—!

This shout directly ignited the entire audience.

Arrogant!

Too arrogant!

Never had they seen such an arrogant and domineering person!

Facing five Prodigies of the same level and still thinking it's not enough, and actually wanting to add five more? Does he really think he is an Immortal Emperor Reincarnation?

"Good, good, good! Since you are courting death, we will grant your wish!"

"Fellow Daoists, this villain is bullying us too much; if we don't cripple him today, where will our dignity remain?!"

"Go! Kill him!"

Swish, swish, swish!

Five more figures rushed onto the arena with monstrous rage.

Ten top-tier Golden Immortal Prodigies!

There were those skilled in Five Elements Spells, those specializing in Divine Soul attacks, those with eerie Movement Techniques... Standing together, these ten people unleashed an Aura that was earth-shattering, even scattering the sea of clouds above.

"Kill!!!"

Without any nonsense, all ten attacked simultaneously!

In an instant, the arena was filled with a riot of colors, and terrifying energy fluctuations erupted like a tsunami.

The Giant Spirit Sect Young Lord's mountain-splitting giant axe, the Formation Master's Nine Heavens Thunder Fire Formation, the beast tamer's Samadhi True Fire, as well as the sky full of Flying Swords, Magic Treasures, and Talismans...

At this moment, it was as if the whole world was targeting Lin Feng alone.

With such an offensive, let alone a Golden Immortal, even an ordinary Early Stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal would have to drink hate on the spot if they were slightly careless!

"It's over! This time it's really over!" Liu Ming off the stage covered his eyes in fear, and Huang Fugui also huddled in Liu Ming's arms, trembling.

However.

Just at the moment when the world-destroying energy storm was about to engulf Lin Feng.

A faint voice sounded in the center of the storm.

"Domain Expansion."

"Myriad Laws Return to Void."

Hum—

A gray ring of light, not dazzling but as deep as a black hole, instantly expanded outward with Lin Feng as the center.

The next second, an extremely bizarre scene appeared.

The sky full of flames, thunder, Sword Qi, Magic Treasures... the moment they touched the gray ring of light, it was like a mud ox entering the sea, silently—disappearing!

Yes, completely disappeared!

No explosion, no collision, as if swallowed directly by an invisible gluttonous giant mouth.

What was even more terrifying was that those ten Prodigies discovered in horror that the Immortal power within their bodies was uncontrollably and crazily draining away, being forcibly extracted along some invisible channel!

"Wha… what's going on?!"

"My Magic Treasure has malfunctioned! My Immortal power!!"

"What kind of Demonic Technique is this?! Stop it quickly!!"

The ten people who were originally aggressive instantly became birds startled by the mere twang of a bow, their faces pale as paper.

In the center of the storm, Lin Feng was still dressed in white as snow, not even a single strand of hair out of place.

Feeling the "critical hit points" numbers jumping wildly on the System panel in his body, he felt so comfortable he almost groaned aloud.

[Ding! Swallowed Golden Immortal rank attack! Gained critical hit points: 50 billion!]

[Ding! Swallowing...]

"That's it?"

Lin Feng looked at the group of panicked "experience babies" in front of him, a demonic smile curling the corners of his mouth.

"You've finished attacking, now… it's my turn."

Swish!

Lin Feng's figure disappeared into thin air.

"Slap!"

A crisp, loud sound of a slap, transmitted through the amplification Formation, spread throughout the entire Jade Pool.

The burly man from the Giant Spirit Sect who provoked him first received a solid slap to the face.

This slap didn't use any Immortal Spells, it was purely physical power plus a little bit of "humiliation" bonus.

The burly man's two-hundred-jin body flew up like a spinning top, half his face swollen like a pig's head, and a mouthful of teeth mixed with blood sprayed all over the floor.

"Slap!"

Before anyone could react, the Formation Master was also slapped flying, the Formation Plate in his hand shattering into dregs.

"This slap is to teach you what it means to respect the old and love the young."

"Slap!"

"This slap is because you are too ugly and it affects my appetite."

"Slap!"

"This slap has no other meaning, I just wanted to hit you."

On the arena, a one-sided slaughter... oh no, a one-sided beating was performed.

Lin Feng shuttled between the ten people like a ghost, not using a sword, nor any big moves, it was just one word—slap!

Big slaps were landing on the faces of these Prodigies as if they were free.

They wanted to dodge, but couldn't; wanted to defend, but couldn't; wanted to run, but their legs were weak.

In just ten breaths.

The ten Prodigies who were just imperious and wanted to show their faces before the Immortal Realm were now all lying neatly on the edge of the arena.

Each one was bruised and swollen, unrecognizable even to their own mothers, groaning in pain on the ground, without even the strength to crawl up. Their Dao Hearts were shattered all over the floor.

Lin Feng stood in the center of the arena, elegantly straightened his collar, and brushed off non-existent dust from his hands.

He turned around, his gaze looking straight at the Seven Luminaries Immortal King on the high platform, whose face had already turned as black as a pot bottom.

Lin Feng grinned, revealing a mouthful of stark white teeth, gave a thumbs up, and then slowly inverted it, pointing downward.

"Just this?"

"Is this the dog you raised?"

"Too weak."

"Can you… change to a batch that can actually fight?"