Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 609 - 599 Impossible!

Chapter 609: Chapter 599 Impossible!

The judge on platform number 10, to avoid another misjudgment and an awkward situation, hesitated to declare the verdict.

As Marquis Zi Qing watched the judge not announcing the decision, seeing the pale and somewhat weak face, he frowned and said displeasedly, "What’s the matter, do you doubt my word?"

"This... this..." Hearing Marquis Zi Qing’s words, the judge’s face showed even more hesitation. Marquis Zi Qing held a high position and great influence. Being so young and already accomplished in Martial Arts, his future achievements were unimaginable. The judge definitely did not want to offend him!

But if there was another misjudgment...

"Declare it!" Seeing the judge stuttering and not speaking, Marquis Zi Qing issued another cold command.

"What’s this judge hesitating for! This time, if Shi Feng is still alive, I’ll eat up this platform number 10!" Up on the platform, a watching Martial Artist said disdainfully after hearing Marquis Zi Qing’s words.

"Even Marquis Zi Qing says that Shi Feng is already dead, it seems that Shi Feng is really dead!"

"That can’t be said for sure. Shi Feng, that freak, who can be certain? Last time, didn’t we all think that he died under Marquis Zi Qing’s Green-purple Palm Shadows? But he still ended up living just fine!"

"How can this time be the same as last time? This time, Marquis Zi Qing unleashed the Purple-Green Thunder Flame Dragon Elephant strike! How could Shi Feng possibly still be alive!"

...

"Boom boom!" The trembling and roaring on platform number 10 continued, but under Marquis Zi Qing’s cold command, the judge still showed a hesitant expression, delaying time.

Slowly, people saw on the platform, the huge Purple-Green Thunder Flame figure was gradually fading away, it seemed that after sustaining for such a long duration, the power of the Purple-Green Thunder Flame Dragon Elephant was also gradually dissipating.

Time slowly elapsed, and when the Purple-Green Thunder Flame Dragon Elephant became as thin as fog, under platform number 10, everyone suddenly widened their eyes!

They saw, under the massive phantom of the Purple-Green Thunder Flame Dragon Elephant, a comparatively tiny blood-colored figure standing firm. It was a young man clad in Blood-colored Battle Armor!

"It’s Shi Feng! It’s Shi Feng! He... he’s not dead!" Below the platform, someone exclaimed loudly upon seeing the standing blood-colored figure.

"How... how is this possible, to not die after all that! Is Shi Feng still human?"

"Purple-Green Thunder Flame Dragon Elephant! Shi Feng actually survived under Marquis Zi Qing’s martial skill strike! Evil Demon, Shi Feng is indeed an evil demon!"

"Brother, it was you who said it just now. If Shi Feng isn’t dead, you would eat up this platform number 10, now, you see to it yourself!" Someone remembered what the person next to him had said earlier, turned their head, and said with a smile.

And that person, with a serious expression, looked up, intently staring at the platform as if he hadn’t heard what the person next to him had said. Yet in his heart, he thought: "Damn it! To not die like this! Could this freak have an Undying Body?"

"Roar!" Above the platform, from the already blurry Green-purple phantom, the increasingly clear blood-colored figure suddenly looked up to the sky and let out a huge roar, the sound resonating through the heavens!

Under that roar, the blurry and huge green-purple phantom instantly dissipated! And at this moment, people also noticed that the young man clad in the blood-colored battle armor, his face lifted towards the sky, was now riddled with blood-colored cracks, and fresh red blood had almost stained his entire face.

Not only his face, but his neck and hands were the same! It seemed that although he had blocked Marquis Qingzi’s extremely powerful strike, he had paid a price for it!

"This! This is impossible!" On platform number 10, Marquis Zi Qing stared at the blood-colored figure, filled with disbelief. How was he still alive, still breathing? This was not possible! He should have been dead!

And the referee above the platform heaved a silent sigh of relief. It was a good thing he hadn’t declared a result. If he had made another mistake, he would have no face to continue being a referee!

"Die!" At this moment, Marquis Zi Qing, with disbelief written all over his face, let out an angry roar, and a fierce and ferocious expression reappeared on his face. His originally cold and stern face started to contort.

Marquis Zi Qing pointed his purple-green spear diagonally towards the ground, at the blood-colored figure. Immediately, a brilliant green-purple light shone on his body and the spear, speeding down toward Shi Feng, attempting to kill him once again.

Shi Feng stopped his roar, lowering his blood-streaked face and looking towards Marquis Zi Qing, who was shimmering with green-purple light. Coldly, he said, "I told you before, that strike you delivered against me was nothing but seeking your own destruction! And now, with your broken and powerless body, you still dare to contend against me? You’re truly courting death!"

As Shi Feng spoke, the blood-colored longsword suddenly pointed upward at Marquis Zi Qing. At that moment, a densely packed mass of white sword qi appeared around the diving Marquis Zi Qing, chaotically crisscrossing, quickly forming a vast ocean of sword qi. In the blink of an eye, the green-purple figure was swallowed up by the dense and muddled white sword qi.

Right after that, "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" came a series of agonizing screams from within the sword qi-filled sky; it was unmistakenly the voice of Zi Xiao of Marquis Zi Qing!

"Marquis Zi Qing! With a cold and stern visage, seemingly unmoved by anything, Marquis Zi Qing is actually screaming like this! My goodness, this is Zi Xiao of Marquis Zi Qing!"

"It’s Marquis Zi Qing’s voice! Such a man, to emit such a miserable cry, what kind of excruciating torment must he be undergoing?"

"Has Marquis Zi Qing been defeated? Defeated by this evil demon Shi Feng? Today’s battle, with victories and defeats, has been filled with too many shocks!"

"Marquis Zi Qing, with countless victories in his life, it’s said he’s never been defeated. Could it be that this time, he’s destined to lose to Shi Feng?"

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Above the platform, Shi Feng slightly lifted his head, looking at the sword qi that filled the sky, then let out a low shout, "Disperse!"

The rampant white sword qi, at that command, immediately dissipated completely.

And just then, a figure appeared, covered in wounds, the battle armor dyed red, blood flowing down. Immediately after, the body plummeted towards the ground, thudding heavily onto platform number 10, lying there like a dead dog, sprawled on the ground.

"Lost! Marquis Zi Qing has utterly lost! Defeated by Shi Feng!"

Hearing the voices that had just come from beneath the platform, the body lying on it trembled violently.

The face, with blood-colored cracks like Shi Feng’s current one, suddenly lifted, eyes dilating, becoming exceptionally ferocious and terrifying, and he bellowed loudly, "No! No! I haven’t lost! I, Zi Xiao, cannot possibly be defeated! And definitely not by this little bastard! Impossible!"