1284 Defeat After Miserable Defea

Chapter 1284 - Defeat After Miserable Defeat

"Is this the strongest person the Spiritual Race sent? He wasn't any big deal. Just me alone is enough to sweep over the rest of you!"

Ancient God Gilded Gold looked at the Spiritual Race party and spoke with extreme arrogance.

The rest of the Spiritual Race fighters trembled in rage and unwillingness, but they could only lower their heads.

Ancient God Gilded Gold had defeated Ancient God Ice Origin and thus completely crushed their confidence. Moreover, the Blazing Gold Race still had Ancient God Gold Fury in reserve. Besides that, they also had five more Rank Six True Gods.

If the Blazing Gold Race's two Ancient Gods took turns going out, it could easily limit its losses to five. If that was the case, the Spiritual Race wouldn't even get ten percent of the Heaven Crystal Fire Spirit vein.

I lost! Ancient God Ice Origin slowly returned to the Spiritual Race's platform, an expression of gloom on his face.

He originally planned on using this gambling match to bolster his reputation. He never predicted that he would be defeated in his first match.

"Blazing Gold Race, for the sake of victory, you're truly willing to resort to any means!" the Spiritual Race Fifth Elder softly growled.

The Blazing Gold Race had proposed this gambling match where the Spiritual Race apparently held the advantage, but the Blazing Gold Race was hiding an ace that could completely reverse the situation.

To that end, the Blazing Gold Race had sealed off any news about the matter and even used special methods to conceal Ancient God Gilded Gold's true cultivation level. They had truly gone to great pains.

"That's not right. The Blazing Gold Race has always been a gathering of experts and disciples of prodigious strength. We've always relied on our true abilities. It's just that the disciples of the Spiritual Race are inferior. How can you make such malicious accusations?" Elder Jin of the Blazing Gold Race had a red glow to his face as he heartily laughed.

This time, the Blazing Gold Race had dealt the Spiritual Race a savage blow in front of the many factions of the Ziling Zone. The sight of the furious and stifled looks on the people of the Spiritual Race was an absolute joy to Elder Jin.

"You…!" The Spiritual Race Fifth Elder trembled in rage, but in the end, Ancient God Ice Origin had lost, and his words were incapable of changing that.

"The gambling match is still not over. Let us continue!" Elder Jin smugly looked at the Spiritual Race Elders.

If the gambling match continued, the Spiritual Race would only endure more suffering and humiliation. This was exactly what he wanted to see.

"The gambling match…" The Elders of the Spiritual Race had complicated expressions on their faces as they clearly struggled over what to do.

"There's still hope!" the Spiritual Race Fourth Elder messaged all the members of the Spiritual Race group.

"We have eight members as well as an opportunity to issue a challenge. As long as we can defeat three Rank Six Gods of the Blazing Gold Race, we can still get a share of the Heaven Crystal Fire Spirit vein!" The Fourth Elder's deep voice rang out in everyone's minds.

The Blazing Gold Race had seven members left. If they could bring that number below five, the Spiritual Race still had a chance of getting ten percent of the vein.

The rest of the Spiritual Race Elders calmed down a little. If they just conceded, the Spiritual Race would lose all its dignity. Moreover, even one percent was better than nothing!

"If all of you can defeat three members of the Blazing Gold Race, each person will get ten thousand contribution points, and a disciple who defeats a Blazing Gold Race disciple will receive forty thousand contribution points!" the Fourth Elder continued, seeing that the Spiritual Race disciples were still very downcast.

The rest of the Spiritual Race fighters instantly brightened up. If they defeated three Rank Six True Gods, everyone would get contribution points, and anyone who defeated someone from the Blazing Gold Race would get forty thousand.

"The gambling match continues!" the wrinkled elder of the Life Sacred Land announced.

"Haha, how stubborn!" Elder Jin of the Blazing Gold Race chortled.

He naturally understood that the Spiritual Race wanted to try to defeat three Rank Six True Gods of the Blazing Gold Race. By doing so, the Spiritual Race could still get ten percent of the Heaven Crystal Fire Spirit vein.

"Okay! If you want to fight, then I'll keep you company!" On the fighting stage, Ancient God Gilded Gold gave a savage smile. It was obvious that Ancient God Gilded Gold had no intentions of resting after defeating Ancient God Ice Origin.

The seven remaining fighters of the Spiritual Race became somewhat gloomy. Ancient God Gilded Gold had exhausted himself in his battle with Ancient God Ice Origin and was covered in wounds, but he still had the strength to overcome Rank Six True Gods. All of them understood that, if Ancient God Gilded Gold challenged them, they would assuredly lose.

"Ancient God Gilded Gold, leave Zhao Feng for last!" Elder Jin messaged Ancient God Gilded Gold.

Zhao Feng had only just recently occupied the limelight, so he wanted Zhao Feng to endure even more suffering and pressure than the other members of his team.

"Okay." Ancient God Gilded Gold nodded.

Although he wanted to deal with Zhao Feng right now, he did not dare defy Elder Jin's orders.

"Let's start from the left!" Ancient God Gilded Gold's gaze settled on the person standing to the very left.

This was a white-clothed youth – the weakest person in the Spiritual Race's team of ten.

"Fight!" The moment the youth stepped onto the stage, he activated his bloodline and used all the methods at his disposal.

Boom! Bang! Crash!

White crystalline energy flowed across the sky, transforming into countless sharp swords that stabbed at Ancient God Gilded Gold.

Ancient God Gilded Gold's expression turned serious, and his body began to surge with fierce golden flames.

Dingding! Bangbang!

Ancient God Gilded Gold stood his ground and directly took on the attacks of the white-clothed youth.

"Get out of here!" Ancient God Gilded Gold charged forward, sending a searing and heavy pressure at the white-clothed youth.

He flourished his simple stone ax. A massive golden light sent the youth flying off the stage.

The remaining six members of the Spiritual Race once more became dejected.

"I didn't think that he could still exhibit such power after fighting with Ancient God Ice Origin." True God Long Yuan grimaced. Even he didn't have the confidence to defeat Ancient God Gilded Gold.

"The next one is you! Get up here!" After defeating one, Ancient God Gilded Gold quickly set his eyes on another member of the Spiritual Race team.

This youth gathered up his resolve and used every technique he had. This Spiritual Race youth was a little stronger, only losing after exchanging ten blows with Ancient God Gilded Gold.

The Spiritual Race had now lost four in a row and only had five fighters left!

The spectators were slowly starting to lose interest. The next battles were bound to be one-sided, and everyone could already see the final result. The Blazing Gold Race would rise through this gambling match while Ancient God Gilded Gold would become known throughout the Ziling Zone.

"I should still have a chance to get up there!" Ancient God Gold Fury laughed.

Before the gambling match, he had been regarded as the strongest member of the Blazing Gold Race team, but he hadn't even had a chance to go up yet.

Boom! Bang!

At this moment, another Spiritual Race disciple was sent flying from the stage.

Ancient God Gilded Gold had won five in a row. The Spiritual Race had lost five in a row!

None of the Spiritual Race members could keep watching. They wanted nothing more than to leave. Each additional second was another second of torture.

Only Zhao Feng appeared unaffected. Through the entire process, he only showed a faint ripple of emotion.

This is great! The Blazing Gold Race still has seven people, which is one hundred and forty thousand contribution points! Zhao Feng found himself rather excited at this prospect.

One hundred and forty thousand contribution points were more than enough to exchange for a technique in the Spiritual Race.

"There are four people left. You come up!" Ancient God Gilded Gold pointed at another Spiritual Race disciple.

Whoosh!

A broad-faced youth stepped onto the stage.

"You're already heavily injured and exhausted, and after fighting so many battles, you're fatigued to the extreme. Just let me end you!" The broad-faced youth's strength was above average in the group of ten.

"Hmph, as I said before, I alone am enough to sweep through you Spiritual Race weaklings!" Ancient God Gilded Gold did appear slightly tired, but his words were as overbearing and arrogant as ever.

Dingding! Bang!

After both fighters had spoken their piece, they began to fight.

The broad-faced youth gripped his divine weapon and burned his Spiritual Race bloodline as he launched a flurry of attacks against Ancient God Gilded Gold. The battle lasted much longer than the others, and Ancient God Gilded Gold did not have as obvious an advantage.

Suddenly, Ancient God Gilded Gold's eyes flashed gold as he waved the stone ax in his hand.

Clingclang!

The broad-faced youth's saber was snapped apart by Ancient God Gilded Gold's attack.

"My Celestial Wind Sunshatter Saber…!" the broad-faced youth cried out in alarm.

His divine weapon was only of average quality and could not compare to Ancient God Gilded Gold's high-quality divine weapon.

Without his divine weapon, the broad-faced youth's fighting power plunged. In the end, the broad-faced youth was defeated by Ancient God Gilded Gold.

Ancient God Gilded Gold, six victories in a row!

The Spiritual Race now had only three people left. The delicate and rather weak girl stepped onto the stage. It took only a few moments for her to be defeated as well.

Seven victories in a row! The Blazing Gold Race's Ancient God Gilded Gold had won seven times in a row.

The upper echelon members of the Spiritual Race all had ashen faces. They only had two fighters left. Taking even ten percent of the Heaven Crystal Fire Spirit vein from the Blazing Gold Race now seemed almost impossible.

The Spiritual Race had already lost seven times in a row. They needed to win at least one or they would be completely humiliated!

"Zhao Feng and True God Long Yuan are stronger than the rest. Ancient God Gilded Gold will choose to rest, and then the Spiritual Race can still win a round!" a Spiritual Race Elder spoke these words with great difficulty.

"True God Long Yuan, get up here!" But Ancient God Gilded Gold still did not fall back. He continued to challenge, and the one he had challenged was the peak Rank Six True God Long Yuan!

"Hmph, I'll definitely defeat you!" True God Long Yuan's eyes flashed with a ruthless gleam as he flew onto the stage.

Boom!

The pressure of the Spiritual Race bloodline exploded outward, and True God Long Yuan gripped a golden spear in his hand that shone with brilliant golden light as it stabbed at Ancient God Gilded Gold.

"You will still lose!" Ancient God Gilded Gold's eyes turned stern as he once more used his trump card. A dazzling Destruction Intent energy surged out of his body.

"Golden Light Shatter!" Ancient God Gilded Gold waved his simple and huge ax, unleashing a Destructive wave of golden flames.

Boom! Bang!

True God Long Yuan grimaced in shock and used the Spiritual Race's secret bloodline technique to avoid a fatal injury. In a flash, True God Long Yuan suffered a severe wound that left him unable to put up a fight. After a few moments of fighting, he was defeated.

The Spiritual Race only had Zhao Feng left. The rest had all been defeated!

"True God Long Yuan lost as well!" The Spiritual Race Fifth Elder closed his eyes. He didn't want to see all this – didn't want to see the wicked smiles on the faces of the Blazing Gold Race members.

"Life truly is unpredictable!" The Spiritual Race Fourth Elder lamented. He had also not expected for Ancient God Gilded Gold to be so strong and to have so many moves in reserve that he could win eight matches in a row.

"Let's concede," a Spiritual Race Elder said with a suffering look on his face.

Now that someone had said it, the other Spiritual Race Elders began to agree.

"Zhao Feng, get back here. Do you plan to continue this humiliation!?" Ancient God Ice Origin was in an awful mood. When he saw that Zhao Feng was still standing out there, he immediately rebuked him.

With all the Spiritual Race Elders calling to concede, the Fourth Elder finally made up his mind. He suddenly stood up to tell the Life Sacred Land that the Spiritual Race was going to concede.

But at this moment, a resounding voice interrupted him; "Slow down! It's my turn to go next!"

Zhao Feng was in a rather depressed mood. Ancient God Gilded Gold had never challenged him, so he could only wait. But just when he was about to go up, the Spiritual Race upper echelon began to talk about conceding. How could he let that come to pass?

When everyone heard this, their expressions froze, and then they began to laugh.

But at this moment, a supreme, heaven-shaking, and majestic energy surged out from Zhao Feng's body.