Chapter 61: Hardcore players can't beat pay-to-win players, and pay-to-win players can't beat cheaters.



"You are all doomed this time."

After unleashing his top-grade magic weapon, Dong Liang became confident, a disgusting smile on his face.

In this competition, with a top-tier magic weapon, the outcome is absolute domination.

Dong Liang glanced contemptuously at his fellow disciples who had stopped around him, then turned his gaze to Wu Er and the others, saying, "Kneel down and beg for mercy now, and I'll go easy on you later."

"Oh." Wu Er opened his mouth slightly, "You're talking like a villain now."

Dong Liang curled one corner of his mouth and said disdainfully, "All you can do now is talk."

"Let's go together."

Xiong Ao's muscles trembled slightly as he felt the pressure from the top-grade magic weapon, the small tower.

The oppressive aura was suffocating; it was estimated that one could only unleash about 70% of their usual strength.

"Let's go together."

Han Qingxiu clasped her hands together, then made several Dao seals, and spiritual power slowly flowed out and poured into the spiritual sword beside her.

"Buzz~"

The spirit swords beside Han Qingxiu vibrated incessantly, then floated up and protected her.

These two are ready to go all out.

As for Wu Er... has he ever done anything worthwhile?

Even when the opponent used top-tier magic weapons to bully his disciple, he was still slacking off!

"Hmph, overestimating yourself."

Dong Liang was very contemptuous of Han Qingxiu and Xiong Ao's behavior, and even nonchalantly twisted his neck.

"Phew~"

Xiong Ao took a deep breath and charged forward like a wild bear.

Dong Liang was not flustered at all when he saw Xiong Ao rushing over. Although there was a huge difference in their physical cultivation, the tower protected them, so the difference disappeared.

"Take this!"

Reaching Dong Liang, Xiong Ao shouted something, then held his breath, gritted his teeth, and swung his fist with all his might.

Dong Liang still smiled contemptuously, not dodging as the fist came crashing down on him.

"Clang~"

The sound of metal clashing against stone rang out as Xiong Ao's punch landed on Dong Liang.

No... to be precise, it hit the small tower that formed a barrier around Dong Liang's body.

This punch failed to penetrate the barrier.

"It's no use, you can't break through."

Dong Liang stood motionless, his eyes narrowed.

Although Xiong Ao was somewhat surprised, he didn't freeze. Instead, he quickly adjusted his state, coordinating his muscles and spiritual power, and prepared to attack again.

If one punch isn't enough, then throw a few more!

With this thought in mind, Xiong Ao frowned, his veins bulged, and his muscles swelled again.

With a "rip," Xiong Ao burst the fabric of his upper body clothing.

"Phew~"

With another breath, Xiong Ao threw another punch.

This wasn't a one-on-one fight, but a continuous barrage of punches.

Every muscle moves in coordination with spiritual energy, and every punch is delivered with full force.

The punches were incredibly fast, like a torrential downpour or a raging storm.

The scattered force of the punches stirred up the surrounding dust, making it swirl everywhere, as if a sandstorm had struck.

The disciples of the Chaoran Sect who had been fleeing just moments before stopped in their tracks, their eyes wide with disbelief.

The look of surprise on his face seemed to say, "Is this the Foundation Establishment stage? The power of those consecutive punches could probably cripple a Golden Core cultivator!"

Not only were they surprised, but Wu Er also smiled excitedly and said, "Not bad, this physical strength is comparable to Xiao Wu in the Foundation Establishment stage."

Even so, Wu Er knew that such force was still not enough to break through that small tower.

The smoke stopped spreading, and the sound of fists being thrown in the smoke also disappeared.

That's it?

Dong Liang's voice came from the smoke and dust, followed by a loud "bang" as a figure flew out of the smoke and crashed heavily to the ground next to Wu Er.

This person is Xiong Ao; he must have been knocked away by Dong Liang.

Wu Er tilted his head slightly and glanced at Xiong Ao.

The protective talisman didn't activate. Xiong Ao wasn't seriously injured, but he was a bit exhausted and would probably need to rest for a while before he could stand up.

No one threw a punch. As the dust settled, Dong Liang's figure was revealed, completely unharmed, just as before. The small tower was still suspended above his head.

"He's a pay-to-win player; his gear completely dominates."

Wu Er made a comment.

"Whoosh~"

The sound of a sharp blade being swung rang out, and Han Qingxiu appeared behind Dong Liang with several spirit swords. She had just circled around using the smoke created by Xiong Ao.

Han Qingxiu raised her head slightly, her gaze fixed on the small tower above Dong Liang's head.

She also saw that Xiong Ao's torrential and fierce punches had no effect whatsoever, which showed how sturdy the barrier cast by the small tower was.

However, things will inevitably turn into their opposites when they reach an extreme!

Generally, the more powerful a magical artifact is, the more fragile it is. Therefore, Han Qingxiu's target was not Dong Liang, but the small tower itself.

"go!"

With a shout, Han Qingxiu moved with her sword, sending out a series of spirit swords straight towards the floating tower.

That little tower truly lived up to its reputation as a top-grade magic weapon; it could not only release a protective barrier but also shoot out beams of spiritual light to attack.

A radiant light shone from the top of the tower, and beams of spiritual light shot out from there.

Seeing the spiritual light shooting out, Han Qingxiu dared not be careless and used all her strength to control the spiritual sword to begin colliding with it.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "..."

Explosions rang out one after another, and Han Qingxiu's spirit sword blocked all the spiritual light emitted by the small tower.

Unfortunately, each time she blocked a beam of spiritual light, a sword would be shattered. After blocking so many beams, Han Qingxiu was left with only one sword.

The spire of the small tower began to glow again, presumably about to unleash another spiritual attack.

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