Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 579 - 570: Ring 10! The Winner, Shi Feng!

Chapter 579: Chapter 570: Ring 10! The Winner, Shi Feng!

Under the pursuit of Shi Feng’s Nine Nether Soul-shocking Seal, Wei Wuxi, who had dashed straight upwards towards the sky, immediately let out a pained howl.

Under the Saint Grade Soul Attack, Wei Wuxi’s body, like an eagle with clipped wings, rapidly plummeted towards the number 10 arena below.

Just as Wei Wuxi’s figure was sharply falling, he suddenly came to his senses and was horrified to see, right below him, the body of Wuu Guang falling first into the number 10 arena. At that moment, Blood-colored Blaze erupted from Shi Feng, sweeping up the body of Wuu Guang and instantly devouring it.

Without any doubt, Wei Wuxi knew that Wuu Guang had been directly cremated by the Blood-colored Blaze. Wuu Guang was dead, the pain from the flames probably unfelt by him anymore, but if he, himself, were to be devoured by the Blood-colored Blaze...

As Wei Wuxi saw Shi Feng on the arena below, focusing wholly on him, along with the chilling power transmitted from the Blood-colored Blaze, he truly felt a bone-chilling coldness shroud his entire body.

"Nine Nether Soul-shaking Seal! Shake!" Looking up towards Wei Wuxi above, Shi Feng’s Soul Attack, the Nine Nether Soul-shaking Seal, once again surged upwards.

"Ah!" The invisible Soul Attack left no trace, and Wei Wuxi, just like before, felt his soul viciously assaulted and let out another scream.

And Wei Wuxi, whose soul was again injured, once more fell directly downwards.

At this moment, the Blood-colored Blaze that erupted from Shi Feng, like a Fierce Beast, suddenly swept upwards, and the falling Wei Wuxi was immediately swallowed up by the Blood-colored Blaze, just like the prior body of Wuu Guang.

Immediately after, on the number 10 arena, the wildly surging Blood-colored Blaze swiftly rolled back towards the black-robed figure at the center of the arena, and soon, it was completely absorbed back into Shi Feng’s body, disappearing cleanly.

With the disappearance of the Blood-colored Blaze, Wuu Guang and Wei Wuxi also completely vanished, leaving not even a trace of their remains in this world.

Originally quiet surroundings of the arena, suddenly erupted with bursts of shocked clamoring.

"He’s dead! Wuu Guang from the East Wind Empire, Liuyun City’s genius youth Wei Wuxi, they’re actually dead!"

"If I’m not mistaken, after Bai Junshuang’s death, apart from this black-robed youth, the strongest should have been Wei Wuxi and Wuu Guang. Now that he’s killed the three strongest from this arena, it seems the title of Arena Master of the number 10 arena undoubtedly belongs to him!"

"That’s not necessarily true! Maybe there are still hidden exceptional experts. Like Wuu Guang, who just appeared ordinary yesterday. Who knew that he was actually the Wuu Guang from the East Wind Great Empire! The powerful one who had a confrontation with Marquis Zi Xiao three years ago!"

After Shi Feng killed Wuu Guang and Wei Wuxi, he then glanced over the crowd below and spoke indifferently, "Who else wants to come up! If you do, come quickly, don’t waste my time!"

Shi Feng surveyed the crowd below, his gaze falling onto several Martial Artists who had advanced the previous day on arena number 10. But as their eyes met Shi Feng’s, they quickly looked away.

Following this young man’s killing of Wuu Guang and Wei Wuxi, who now would dare to step onto the stage?

Now, anyone who goes up is asking for trouble. To step forward would be foolish; better to let someone else go first. If they could injure the young man, one might take advantage of the situation by going up afterwards.

After a while, still no one dared to step onto the arena; not wanting to forfeit, yet not daring to face him.

Under the imposing manner in which Shi Feng had killed Wuu Guang and Wei Wuxi, the competition on arena number 10 continued to be delayed.

At this point, the referee on the number 10 arena spoke to the crowd below, "If no one steps up to challenge, then the referee will announce the numbers of ten Martial Artists. If the ten Martial Artists whose numbers are called do not step onto the arena, they will be considered to have forfeited!"

"Ah!" Thinking to keep delaying, the Martial Artists did not expect the referee to have this tactic! Almost immediately, many people’s expressions changed subtly, silently praying that their number would be announced last.

Then, the referee’s composed voice resounded above, "Number 13, Number 16, Number 18, Number 19, Number 21, Number 23, Number 25, Number 28, Number 30!"

As the referee sequentially announced ten numbers, the Martial Artists whose numbers were called were suddenly startled.

Originally, the referee had been following the sequence of the martial artists’ numbers from yesterday’s promotion.

However, after the referee had announced these 10 numbers, after a while, still, no one had stepped onto the arena!

Then, a voice rang out, "I! I quit! I forfeit!"

Following this voice, other voices began to ring out, "I! I quit too!"

"I forfeit!"

"Forfeit!"

...

In total, ten voices rang out continuously, among sounds of sighs and helplessness, as all ten martial artists called by the referee chose to quit the competition!

After hearing those voices, a faint smile appeared on the referee’s face, which seemed to suggest that this method was indeed quicker.

However, this method couldn’t be used by just any arena, the key point being there needed to be a formidable person on this particular arena who could take on a group single-handedly.

After those ten slots were forfeited, and before the referee could announce the next set of numbers, another three or four martial artists began to forfeit.

Later, the referee announced another 10 numbers, and after hesitating for a bit, those 10 martial artists thought it over and decided their lives were more important and chose, yet again, to forfeit.

They had seen this young man in the black robe fight twice, calling it a competition, but he had shown no principles of martial combat. Until now, the three martial artists who had challenged him on the stage had all been killed by him.

Moreover, those three had been well-known martial artists, and he dared to kill all of them!

...

In the end, after a string of numbers had been announced by the referee, no one dared to challenge this young man in the black robe anymore; eventually, above arena number 10, the voice of the scholar-like referee resounded authoritatively:

"The competition at arena number 10 has concluded! The victor, Martial Artist number 10—Shi Feng!"

Shi Feng!

Shi Feng!

Shi Feng!

At this moment, around arena number 10, people silently registered this name; this formidable person, this young genius who killed Bai Junshuang, Wuu Guang, and Wei Wuxi, was named Shi Feng!

The name Shi Feng was instantly etched into many people’s hearts.

As the scholar-like referee announced the result and turned around to face the golden figure above him, he declared solemnly, "Reporting to Prince Guang, the competition at arena number 10 has concluded! The ultimate victor is Martial Artist number 10, Shi Feng!"

"Hmm! Good!" the golden figure in the void, upon hearing the referee’s words, nodded indifferently in response.