Martial God Asura

Chapter 6090: Upper Hand

Wang Qiang’s standing in the crowd’s hearts had gone through a huge change. Some even thought that Wang Qiang was stronger than Chu Feng, Xianhai Yu’er, and others, but he held back not to steal attention from Chu Feng.

True Gods were different from Half-Gods.

There had always been a fair number of True God level cultivators around, but before the current generation of juniors, very few of them could raise their cultivation by even a single rank, let alone three ranks like Wang Qiang.

“So this is God’s Era. No matter how esteemed those from the older generation were in their respective era, they are lacking compared to the current generation of prodigies,” an elder in the sky stroked his beard as he remarked.

His words echoed the thoughts of many.

Jie Ranqing was the only one whose talent rivaled the current generation of juniors.

“HAHAHAHA!” Baili Zilin suddenly laughed savagely.

Taken aback, Wang Qiang stopped torturing Baili Zilin.

By then, Baili Zilin’s face was disfigured, and his teeth had fallen out. Fresh blood was flowing from his head and mouth. Rather than a human, he looked like a demon who had climbed out of hell.

The crowd was chilled.

But Wang Qiang remained undeterred. He smiled at Baili Zilin and said, “Oh hoh, you have quite some guts to be still able to smile.”

“Is that all you got, Wang Qiang? Surely you have more strength than that?” Baili Zilin sneered.

“Of course.”

Wang Qiang grabbed Baili Zilin’s head with one hand and held down the latter’s shoulder with the other. A vicious glint flashed across his eyes.

The crowd was stunned.

The experts of the Netherworld Sect were prepared to make a move too, and they would have done so if not for a voice transmission telling them to step down.

All of them could tell that Wang Qiang was intending to go all out. At this rate, he might just twist Baili Zilin’s head out.

And that was what Wang Qiang was intending.

But when Wang Qiang exerted his strength, he realized, much to his surprise, that he was unable to separate Baili Zilin’s head from his body. This prompted him to stare at Baili Zilin in astonishment.

He finally understood the meaning behind Baili Zilin’s smile.

“T-t-this makes things interesting.”

“Is that so?” Baili Zilin’s smile grew even more eerie.

Boom!

A black-red aura gushed forth from Baili Zilin and surged into the sky, the tremendous impact jolting Wang Qiang back. The black-red aura swiftly enveloped the sky, covering the area above them.

Soon, two blood-red suns emerged from the black-red aura.

But those blood-red suns weren’t truly suns; they were a humongous pair of blood-red eyes.

“What’s that?!”

“Is that a monstrous beast raised by the Netherworld Sect?”

The crowd initially thought it was a phenomenon, but they quickly sensed a real entity inside the black-red aura.

Baili Zilin had stopped releasing a black-red aura, but a huge amount of it lingered around him. His cultivation rose to rank four True God level.

“He has reached this level too?”

Chen Hui and Yun Ao, who were hiding in the floating warship, were taken aback.

Chen Hui might have lost to Baili Zilin earlier, but he had hidden his strength and was certain that Baili Zilin wouldn’t be a match for him once he unleashed his true prowess. However, he couldn’t confidently assert the same anymore.

Baili Zilin turned to Wang Qiang and said, “Count your blessings, Wang Qiang. You’re the first one to witness my true strength, though I have to admit that you are qualified for that.”

The black-red aura in the sky spiraled, morphing into a massive hurricane that sealed off the dueling ring. The aura obscured what was happening inside the dueling ring, preventing others, including those from the Netherworld Sect, from peering in

As the black-red aura spiraled on, the crowd grew increasingly curious about the battle.

To their relief, the black-red aura eventually dissipated, but the result shocked everyone.

On the dueling ring, Baili Zilin’s face remained bloody, but he had recovered from his injuries. His dashing face no longer looked frightening.

Rather, Wang Qiang was the one covered in blood. He lay on the ground, severely injured.

“The victor has been decided. Baili Zilin has won.”

The crowd was surprised.

Baili Zilin might be formidable, but Wang Qiang was no weakling either. With Baili Zilin triumphing over even the powerful Wang Qiang, he might just be the strongest junior in the present world of cultivation.

“Hmph...” Wang Qiang sneered. “U-u-unorthodox means; it wasn’t a fair victory.”

Baili Zilin ignored Wang Qiang and turned to the crowd, saying, “I didn’t expect Wang Qiang to appear here, but I’m glad that you haven’t made a wasted trip here. You were able to watch a good show.

“However, this dueling ring is still prepared for Chu Feng. Wang Qiang mentioned earlier that Chu Feng thinks that I’m unworthy of being his opponent, not to mention that he has insulted me many times. Someone like him deserves to be punished.

“I’ll trouble everyone here to help me disseminate the news. One month! I’ll wait for Chu Feng here for another month. If he comes, we’ll have a friendly spar that won’t endanger anyone’s life. I know that he has a grudge against the Seven Realms Sacred Mansion, so I’ll ensure his safety if he comes here. No one can hurt him under our Netherworld Sect’s watch!

“I’m willing to spare Wang Qiang as long as Chu Feng comes, but if Chu Feng refuses to fight me, I’ll be taking Wang Qiang’s head,” Baili Zilin declared.

The crowd looked at one another.

Chu Feng had no choice but to come now, unless he decided to abandon his brother.

To make things worse, there was a time limit of a month; even if the news reached Chu Feng’s ear, he might not necessarily be able to make it in time if he was too far away.

Regardless, Chu Feng’s reputation would be in shambles if he refused to come!

“Screw you!” The feeble Wang Qiang mustered his strength and climbed to his feet upon realizing that Baili Zilin was planning to hold him hostage against Chu Feng.

But before Wang Qiang could rise to his feet, Baili Zilin kicked him down to the ground and stomped his head down.

“Why are you resisting? I’m doing this for your own good. You stood up for Chu Feng because you see him as a brother. If Chu Feng sees you as a brother too, he’ll come and save you. If not, it means that you have misjudged him, and I reckon that you wouldn’t want to live anymore. You should be thanking me instead,” Baili Zilin sneered.

With this, he had clinched the upper hand in the situation.