Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Chapter 1999 - 2000: Hundred Gods Bombarding Immortal Formation!

"Ling Feng, is the news outside true? I heard you’re going to challenge Dongfang Chun within two months?"

Xiao Juanyun rushed straight to Xuanjian Villa the moment he heard this news, and asked Ling Feng in person.

As a Direct Lineage disciple of the nine major families, coming and going from Xuanjian Villa was still free for him; it’s just that without a Token, he couldn’t stay in the side rooms. On this point, it was the same for anyone.

The moment he heard this news, Xiao Juanyun simply couldn’t suppress the excitement in his heart.

For as long as he could remember, Dongfang Chun had already been an almost unshakable legend in Yueelin City, while Ling Feng actually went and directly challenged that legend.

This kind of courage really made him admire Ling Feng to the point of prostration.

"Mm." Ling Feng nodded, the expression on his face still as calm as ever.

"Damn, this time you’ve really blown up the whole city!"

Xiao Juanyun grabbed Ling Feng’s shoulders and shook him hard. "You know what? Outside right now it’s being spread like crazy. Most people are saying you’re overestimating yourself, arrogant and full of yourself, that you’ve gotten way too inflated, actually got pig oil over your brain and want to challenge Dongfang Chun!"

Xiao Juanyun chattered on and on, saliva flying everywhere, absolutely unstoppable.

Ling Feng shook his head with a smile. "Whether I’m overestimating myself or not, when the time comes, we’ll see."

"I’ve got absolute confidence in you!"

Xiao Juanyun chuckled. "You know what? Right now the odds between you and Dongfang Chun are straight up one to a hundred! Heh, as your brother, I righteously supported you and bet a hundred thousand Contribution Points on you!"

"Oh? You can bet Contribution Points too?"

Ling Feng rubbed his nose, already starting to scheme a little.

If he bet one hundred million on himself and won, wouldn’t that turn straight into ten billion!

By then, he’d really be a sudden rich guy.

"Of course you can. This whole thing is a betting pool jointly opened by several student Alliances. Heh, they’re all saying your challenge is basically suicide. They’re all betting on whether you’ll get your arm taken off or your leg taken off."

Xiao Juanyun said with great interest.

"Looks like nobody really thinks much of me, huh."

Ling Feng shook his head. He had already broken through the 8th Floor of the Sky-reaching Sword Tower, yet still wasn’t being taken seriously. It seemed that Dongfang Chun really was quite the headache.

"Can’t really blame them. Dongfang Chun is indeed very strong, and not your average kind of strong!"

Xiao Juanyun said slowly, "But it’s fine. Anyway, you and he aren’t entering some Sword Dao competition. Any Soul Dao Secret Technique you’ve got, you can throw it all in. Heh, I seriously wanna see how shocked everyone’ll be if you beat Dongfang Chun!"

Ling Feng smiled faintly. "Since I dared open my mouth to challenge him, I’ve got no plans of losing."

"As long as you’ve got confidence!"

Xiao Juanyun grinned. "I’m still counting on you to help me make a killing!"

"You little punk!"

Ling Feng glared at Xiao Juanyun, half annoyed.

"I also found out that Dongfang Chun went to Nine Yang Cave Heaven for Secluded cultivation. At the fastest, it’ll take him a month to come out. Before that, the other Hall Masters of the Eastern Alliance might come looking to cause you trouble."

"Let them come then. One comes, I beat one; two come, I beat a pair."

Ling Feng shrugged. As for that bunch of lackeys under Dongfang Chun, he naturally didn’t put them in his eyes.

...

Time flew by.

Ling Feng stayed inside Xuanjian Villa in Secluded cultivation for ten days straight before finally showing himself again. As soon as he appeared, he went directly to challenge the Sky-reaching Sword Tower.

The 9th Floor of the Sky-reaching Sword Tower, the Hundred Gods Bombarding Immortal Formation!

On this floor, there were a full hundred Sword Puppets, a hundred overlapping layers of Sword Domain, plus that storm-like, torrential, dense barrage of attacks—just like its name, Hundred Gods Bombarding Immortal!

Even an Immortal would probably fall within it.

In less than ten breaths, Ling Feng was instantly killed and blasted straight out of the Sky-reaching Sword Tower.

As for this result, everyone actually wasn’t all that surprised. After all, even Dongfang Chun couldn’t pass this floor.

If Ling Feng could break through it, wouldn’t that mean Ling Feng’s strength was above Dongfang Chun’s.

"Even though I only held on for a mere ten breaths, this floor is indeed no joke. There’s a lot worth learning here. I can come back often."

Ling Feng didn’t get discouraged. Instead, he developed a strong interest in this borderline insane "Hundred Gods Bombarding Immortal Formation."

After leaving the Sky-reaching Sword Tower, Ling Feng made time to go to the so-called "betting pool" Xiao Juanyun had mentioned.

Before he even got close, he saw a huge crowd yelling loudly, "I’m betting Ling Feng gets defeated within ten moves!"

"Ten’s too many, three at most!"

"Haha, betting on how many moves he lasts has odds that are too low. I’ll bet he gets his left arm taken off, odds are one to ten!"

"Heh, I prefer to play it safe. I’ll just bet Ling Feng loses. Even though it’s only one to one point one, that’s still a small profit!"

"Haha, sure win, no loss!"

Voices overlapped one after another, making Ling Feng depressed as hell. So it turns out literally no one was optimistic about him.

"Ahem!"

Ling Feng cleared his throat and shouted loudly, "I’m betting on Ling Feng to win. What are the odds?"

Instantly, those students in front all turned around in unison to look back, staring at Ling Feng like they were looking at an idiot.

Very quickly, someone directly recognized Ling Feng and blurted out, "Isn’t that Ling Feng!"

"Holy shit, Ling Feng!"

The few students running the betting pool shuddered all over and hurriedly forced a smile. "Uh, Senior Brother Ling, we were just joking around, it’s not for real!"

Who was Ling Feng?

He was that infamous Evil God!

These guys were actually betting on Ling Feng getting his arms and legs taken off. If Ling Feng got angry, they’d be done for.

"I just wanna have some fun too, is that not allowed?"

Ling Feng’s gaze turned cold as he fixed his eyes on the student in the lead.

"Heh..." The corner of that student’s mouth twitched, his legs going a bit weak with fear. "Senior Brother Ling, I’ll shut it down right now, shut it down right now!"

"Shut what down?"

Ling Feng directly took out his Identity Token and slapped it on the table, raising his voice. "One hundred million, I’m betting on myself to win. One hundred million Contribution Points—are you taking it or not?"

"One hundred million?"

The leading student’s eyes almost popped out. At odds of one to a hundred, if Ling Feng won, they’d have to pay out ten billion Contribution Points!

Ten billion?

Even if they skinned him alive, he couldn’t come up with that many Contribution Points.

Not just him— even the student Alliance backing them from behind couldn’t possibly produce that much.

"Problem?"

Ling Feng shot him a sidelong glare, scaring him into another full-body shiver.

"S–Senior Brother Ling, the biggest bet we accept here has an upper limit of ten million Contribution Points," the lead student said, voice trembling.

"Ten million, huh, fine. I’m in!"

Ling Feng curled his lip. Ten million multiplied by a hundred was still a billion.

Not as good as ten billion, but still pretty nice.

"Y–you really wanna bet?"

The lead student’s hands were slightly shaking. Even though they didn’t think Ling Feng could be mentioned in the same breath as Dongfang Chun, in front of ordinary students like them, he was still a big-shot-level existence.

"Do I look like I’m joking?"

Ling Feng said coldly.

The lead student took a deep breath, doing his best to stay calm. He transferred ten million Contribution Points from Ling Feng’s Token, then handwrote a betting slip, plastering on a smile. "Senior Brother Ling, this is your betting slip, please keep it safe."

Ling Feng put the betting slip away, gave the lead student another glance, then turned around and left with big strides.

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