MMORPG: War God, You are Invincible Again
Chapter 525 - 13: Battle of Champions

Chapter 525: Chapter 13: Battle of Champions

The forthcoming battle was hardly worth discussing. After watching the chaotic fight, nine strong individuals successfully advanced. Initially, none of these nine had qualified to enter the cycle battle, but the formidable foes above them were eliminated by Lu Hong. The mishap in the mid-stage competition caused many gambling agreements to change drastically, significantly influencing many dukes who harbored deep hatred for Lu Hong, who had already been planning where to bury people once the competition was over.

The cycle battle didn’t need much description either; no one dared to fight Lu Hong, and all chose to surrender.

Lu Hong, having smoothly secured the champion’s seat, received the highest standard of hospitality from Duke Qi An after the mid-stage competition.

Having won the mid-stage competition championship, would there be a surprise in the early-stage competition? Obviously not... wait!

Qi An frowned and immediately ordered, "Someone, please invite the three family elders here."

Lu Hong took a sip of the treasured wine Qi An had produced and smiled, "Is Your Grace intending to introduce me to top-level fighters?"

"Something like that." Qi An chuckled, "Since the list of combatants has been set, and the Furious Sun God will personally watch the battle, they can’t play any tricks. But outside the arena, they can do much more. Fortunately, you’re not in the core circle and don’t have a family here; otherwise, I’d have to bring them here for protection before I could rest easy."

Hearing what Duke Qi An said, Lu Hong also understood that the arrival of the three elders was to ensure his safety. The early-stage competition would start tomorrow, making tonight the only chance for the other hostile dukes to act.

"It seems tonight... won’t be peaceful!" Lu Hong raised his glass and drank deeply again.

"Don’t worry, as long as the Qi Family stands, we will protect you completely," Qi An assured him.

At ten o’clock at night, while Lu Hong was meditating in the training room, suddenly eighteen formidable pressures burst outside, shattering the house and resisting the pressure, Lu Hong looked up.

The three Qi Family elders were confronting eighteen Third Transition Peak fighters.

"Snake Servant, you really did come." Qi Family’s chief elder, Zhou Tianyang, stated gravely, "Is the dignity of a Third Transition Peak so worthless that you would assassinate a junior?"

The leading Snake Servant among the eighteen peak fighters sneered, "Zhou Tianyang, we are both just dogs raised by our families; as dogs, where’s the shame?"

"Today, the three of us are here; you won’t be able to take Lu Hong. Better retreat quickly; it won’t look good for anyone if this gets out of hand." The second elder from the Qi Family continued, "The Heavenly God resides in Sarilun right now. I don’t care, but if this escalates, you know what kind of punishment you’ll face."

Snake Servant’s eyes were icy, "I’m not scared by you, attack!"

As soon as the words left his lips, all eighteen peak fighters charged at Lu Hong, and their deadly skills bombarded him fiercely.

These skills were not Magic Power; they were adjustments made for Lu Hong after research by various forces. None of the attacking fighters used Magic Power, completely avoiding Lu Hong’s Divine Light’s blessing and ensuring his death.

Seeing Snake Servant and the others act, Zhou Tianyang finally realized the gravity of the situation, as Lu Hong’s disruption of the mid-stage competition had affected too many interests. They were indeed prepared to face the Heavenly God’s wrath with this move.

With the eighteen top-tier peak fighters making their move, Zhou Tianyang and the two others simply couldn’t defend. As Lu Hong’s life was on the verge of dissipating, a red blood curtain obscured the sky.

"Furious... Furious Sun Lord?!" Snake Servant looked towards the distant sky in horror, their skills dissipating under the blood curtain’s illumination.

Caught red-handed by the Heavenly God, eighteen fighters knelt on the ground, trembling and unable to speak.

"Good! Very good!" boomed the voice of the Furious Sun God across the area, "You are indeed very good!"

The angry voice, imbued with Divine Power, caused Snake Servant and the other eighteen peak fighters to bleed from seven orifices, suffering severe injuries.

The Furious Sun God didn’t seem to want to cause a massacre. After a moment of silence, he spoke, "Get out of here! You are not allowed to leave your clan for three hundred years!"

"By your command!" Snake Servant and his group forced a bitter smile. Three hundred years—they, as peak fighters, were already living on borrowed time, and without another breakthrough, they would never survive another three hundred years.

After dealing with these vile attackers, the Furious Sun God disappeared, and night fell again.

Having narrowly escaped death, Lu Hong wiped the sweat from his forehead, considering the peak fighters’ unleashed power akin to the empire’s seven towers, realizing how vast the gap was between him and the seven towers.

The three Qi Family elders stood up only after the Furious Sun God’s departure and came to Lu Hong’s side, chuckling, "You’re lucky, lad. The Furious Sun God loves to sleep. If he had been asleep today, you wouldn’t have survived."

While they talked, Qi An arrived with a large group of fighters, and after understanding the situation from the elders, he breathed a sigh of relief and then helped Lu Hong relocate his living quarters.

A Heavenly God who loves to sleep unusually stayed awake tonight, rushing to the scene at the first opportunity and saving him... It seems this Warrior Deity harbors no ill will towards him.

Lu Hong cracked a smile and then returned to his meditation.

The early-stage competition had already lost its appeal; this time, Lu Hong entered the arena first, while the other Third Transition Early Stage fighters hesitated to join, fearing to provoke Lu Hong.

"Don’t be afraid, I’m easy to talk to," he said. "Just help me defeat the competitors from Duke Zuo Shu’s camp later, and I won’t make the first move."

"Should have said so earlier!"

"You should have mentioned it earlier, Master Lu Hong!"

"Don’t worry, today I will definitely disable both of Dolosbo’s arms for you!"

"I’ll take his thighs off for you!"

At that moment, many Third Transition Early Stage powerhouses confidently agreed and jumped into the dueling arena, their gazes locked onto the trembling Dolosbo.

Poor Dolosbo wanted to escape, but was firmly grasped by Duke Zuo Shu’s men.

Duke Zuo Shu’s nose was askew with Fighting Spirit as he spoke to the Furious Sun God, "Heavenly God, Lu Hong is threatening the contenders!"

"It’s just casual talk, no harm done, dismissed!"

Zuo Shu: "..."

Helpless, Zuo Shu had no choice but to order Dolosbo to be pushed down into the dueling arena.

"Lord... Lord Zuo Shu, I’ve returned all the treasures you gave me, please spare me this time, announce my surrender, I beg of you!" Dolosbo clung desperately to the railing of the arena, tears streaming down his face.

"Push him down!"

"No, please no!"

Dolosbo fell into the dueling arena and was quickly swallowed up by the crowd.

As the melee began, all Third Transition powerhouses deliberately avoided the half of the arena where Lu Hong was, turning the whole duel into a farce.

The All-Known God, unable to watch anymore, turned and left, while the Furious Sun God seemed more pleased with Lu Hong as he watched, smiling broadly.

Three days later, Lu Hong was crowned champion again.

Thus, the Sarilon Duel came to an absolute end. The Furious Sun God descended from his celestial throne, stood mid-air, and proclaimed, "The champion of the three duels, step forward!"

Lu Hong and Duke Zuo’s Late Third Transition powerhouse, Nuo Da, approached the very center of the dueling arena.

Nuo Da smirked at Lu Hong, "Kid, you’re lucky. A few years earlier and I would have broken your limbs and made you kneel and call me grandpa!"

"Hey! My dear grandson~!"

"You!" Nuo Da’s face turned livid with anger, but for the sake of appearances, he held it back.

Nuo Da held back, but Lu Hong could not. Considering that his opponent was a close-combat profession, a Storm Priest with skills mainly based on Magic Power, Lu Hong was not very afraid and thus said to the Furious Sun God, "Heavenly God, this person is provoking me."

"Oh?" the Furious Sun God asked with an amused smile, "And what would you like to do?"

"I request to challenge him. This edition of the Sarilon Duel can only have one champion!"

Upon hearing this, Qi An couldn’t sit still and yelled at Lu Hong, "Do you realize what you are saying? Have you lost your mind?!"

Then he turned to the Furious Sun God to plead, "Great Furious Sun, don’t take Lu Hong’s words seriously."

"Ah~!" Seizing the opportunity, Zuo Shu attacked, "A man’s spoken words are like spilled water, can it be a joke?"

"That’s right, Duke Zuo Shu is correct!"

A group of dukes, whose interests were damaged, voiced their support.

"Very well!" the Furious Sun God said with a laugh, "Since that’s the case, I agree to your challenge. This Sarilon Duel can only have one champion."

Then the Furious Sun God continued, "Due to this change in the duels, the original reward set aside for three champions will be bestowed upon one person, so I will take out a special grand gift, a divine artifact—’Blood Sun: First Light’, for the ultimate victor!"