Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 159 - 159 100 Who Dares to Ascend the Deer Platform to Battle the One Man Against Ten Thousand of Our Domain_3

159: Chapter 100: Who Dares to Ascend the Deer Platform to Battle the One Man Against Ten Thousand of Our Domain?_3 159: Chapter 100: Who Dares to Ascend the Deer Platform to Battle the One Man Against Ten Thousand of Our Domain?_3 Wang’s thick brows raised slightly, and with a sweeping motion of his large hand, he flipped over the table before him.

Clang!

Clang!

The table and those bronze dining plates, fruits, and cakes tumbled down the steps.

“What are you babbling about?”

Wang roared, “Unpleasant to the ear!”

Actually, the sound of chanting had made Wang’s severe headache subside to a dull ache, providing him with considerable relief.

But Wang wanted more—to eat the man’s heart, to rid himself of the headache once and for all.

“It’s over!”

Tang Zhiqian and Xiao Li were shocked in their hearts.

Lin Baici was going to die; what were they going to do?

They couldn’t possibly spend their whole lives as eunuchs in these Divine Ruins, could they?

“Damn it, will this not do?”

Wang Mingfu clenched his teeth, ready to fight to the death.

“Let’s fight our way out!”

Guo Zheng was about to make a move.

“Kill Wang!”

Xia Hongyao already had a dagger in hand, one foot perched on the table as if she were a lithe female panther poised to pounce on its prey.

“Everyone, sit down!”

Lin Baici roared, then switched to a different scripture.

It was the same passage he had heard and chanted in the Daxiong Treasure Hall of the Dragon Temple.

Wang, who was about to unleash his rage and order the execution of these people, now sat back down again, listening quietly.

The chief eunuch, the armored soldiers, and even the dancing courtesans all stopped in their tracks, staring dumbfounded at Lin Baici.

The original sounds of the Zhong Qing Silk Bamboo instruments halted abruptly.

This scripture was a complete version, sung by the monks painted on a mural in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, which Lin Baici remembered clearly thanks to his Guo Er Cheng Song ability.

However, because he rarely chanted it since then, his articulation was somewhat choppy, but it didn’t matter, the effect was surprisingly good.

The entire platform fell silent.

The Buddhist law is boundless, salvation for all beings.

After Lin Baici finished chanting, he brought his hands together.

“Amitabha!”

“Well said, well said!”

Wang, staring bewildered at Lin Baici, realized his headache was gone.

This chanting, so effective!

But…

I still want to eat your heart and liver.

“Servants, bring the wine and dishes, let’s resume the feast!”

Wang laughed heartily, “Continue the music, continue the dance!”

The armored soldiers returned to their positions, swords and spears sheathed, the sounds of string and bamboo instruments started up, and the courtesans began to dance gracefully once again, instantly restoring a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere to the Star-Plucking Palace.

“God Lin, that was awesome!”

Du Xin cheered.

Everyone else looked excited.

We’ve survived!

We’ve survived!

With God Lin here, we will surely find our way out of these Divine Ruins.

“Well done!”

Xia Hongyao patted Lin Baici’s shoulder.

“God Lin, what’s the next step?”

Wang Mingfu initiated the conversation, considering how he could get Lin Baici to give them another boost.

“Kill Wang!”

Xia Hongyao’s eyes were fixed on Wang, “Such a strong sense of self, he must possess God’s bones!”

“Are you certain?”

Guo Zheng had thought about running away, but upon hearing about God’s bones, he immediately changed his mind.

This thing was worth fighting for.

Lin Baici touched his stomach, eyeing the lead dancing courtesan.

The dried-up corpse made him feel hungry.

[This burial companion of astounding beauty could, in their era, truly stand up to the words “nation’s beauty and heavenly fragrance.”]

[She has a Meteorite on her body!]

Eater God’s commentary.

“Haha, with fine food, exquisite wine, and beautiful dancers, how could there be no singing?”

Wang laughed heartily, “Come, let the war song rise!”

A deep and powerful singing voice rose from the loft on the right side of the platform.

It was devoid of technique and melody, just someone screaming at the top of their lungs, but everyone seemed to see an invincible general on the battlefield, challenging the enemy commander.

When the song was over, he bellowed out.

“Who dares to wrestle with me?”

With that declaration, a fierce warrior over two meters tall appeared at the edge of the loft, his upper body bare, tattooed with a dragon and a tiger.

The flames in the fire basin cast an orange glow on him, and the lifelike dragon and tiger tattoos seemed to come alive.

“Who dares to wrestle with me?”

The warrior called out again.

His voice was so loud that it caused everyone’s ears to buzz.

“I knew it wouldn’t end so easily!”

Guo Zheng felt dejected.

With such an imposing warrior present, it was too difficult to kill Wang.

“Who dares to ascend the rostrum and fight a battle with my champion, who is worth ten thousand men?”

Wang no longer sat cross-legged but was sprawled on the cushion, his right leg on it and his right hand on his knee, exuding the aura of a commanding leader.

The champion’s gaze swept across the crowd, landing on Fang Wen because the combat coach looked the most robust and capable of fighting.

“You, quickly step onto the stage and wrestle with me!”

The champion challenged.

“God Lin, what do we do?”

Fang Wen didn’t want to go up; it was obvious he couldn’t win.

“Mix it up!”

Guo Zheng urged, “You can’t hide anymore, go up!”

It was an opportune moment to collect intel on that champion by using Fang Wen as opposition.

“How about we all go up together?”

Fang Wen suggested.

“Whosoever can kill my champion worth ten thousand men, I shall grant them any request they have, be it beautiful women, luxury cars?

Gold or BMW?

As long as you ask, I shall grant it!”

Wang promised a great reward.

Fang Wen stood up, but he was stalling, trying to persuade Lin Baici and the others to join him on the rostrum and fight the champion.

Getting impatient, the champion took a spear from the weapons rack without a running start, twisting his waist and swinging his arm, and shot it downwards.

“Watch out!”

Lin Baici shouted, but as soon as the words left his mouth, the spear, whistling through the air, stabbed into Fang Wen’s head.

Then, the huge inertia dragged his corpse and flew him out more than ten meters, off the platform.

Whoosh!!

Scarlet blood sprayed along the way.

“Coward!”

After cursing, the champion fixed his gaze on a man about thirty years old.

Actually, Lin Baici also looked very strong, but he was younger, and the champion didn’t want to seem like he was bullying the young, so he started by challenging the older ones first.

“Boss Wang?”

The selected man was a picture of panic.

“Quickly get on that rostrum, otherwise you will be shot dead!”

Guo Zheng urged, furious that Fang Wen, who seemed strong, died so pointlessly.

Such a waste.

“But I’ll die if I go up there too!”

The man cried out in fear.

If that monster could hurl a spear from so far away to kill a man, who could defeat it?

“You’ll die immediately if you don’t go up!”

No sooner had Guo Zheng finished speaking than another spear was shot at them.

Pu-chi!

The man was killed, his corpse once again dragged by the spear, plummeting off the high platform.

“Haha!

Haha!”

Wang laughed loudly, taking a sip of fine wine, his gaze lingering on Lin Baici and the others.

“Is not my valiant warrior brave?”