Nobody told me this wasn't a game.

Zuo Chang did not react.

Whether he didn't react in time or couldn't react in time, he didn't make the slightest attempt to block or dodge, acting like a wooden puppet.

"The Heavenly King can't be this weak. It seems this is just an imposter... Hmm?"

The saintess lost interest and was about to stop observing, but then she stopped.

The old man in blue pressed his palm firmly onto Zuo Chang's body.

However, Zuochang is unaffected.

A female phantom with a large, round bottom appeared behind Zuo Chang, absorbing all the damage from the palm strike for him!

This is……

"Protection Potion!"

The same thought crossed the minds of both the saint and the old man.

In contrast, the old man was more surprised.

Earlier in the round table hall, he had clearly noticed that the one-eyed demon had disappeared!

Logically speaking, the contestants' means of contacting the witch should have disappeared.

But why?

Why him...

"The organizers can enter the game half an hour early, could it be...?"

The old man in blue realized the answer.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

The Sanctuary Potion is the best buff in the Black Goat build. Its value lies not only in "preventing damage" but also in "guaranteed counterattack".

When fighting after drinking the potion of protection, one doesn't need to think about how to defend or how to attack.

The only thing to think about is how to fight back.

Just like now.

The old man in green struck out with ninety-nine percent of his strength, leaving him no room to maneuver.

Zuo Chang was certain that he would not be harmed, so his counterattack was naturally swift and ruthless!

A golden light enveloped him, and his stats skyrocketed instantly, making him a decisive weapon.

The howling wind swirls around me, resembling a dragon and a tiger, a gale of force 12 or higher.

An eerie blue light flashed into view in the next instant. In a flash, the old man in green saw the young man in front of him with a sinister look in his eyes, and drew his sword from the side and slashed horizontally!

The old man smelled the scent of death.

He regretted his rashness and could only defend with all his might, trying to block the youth's counterattack.

"clang!"

The violent collision generated a lot of sparks, and a silver shield appeared, blocking Zuo Chang's sword.

After a brief stalemate, the protective shield shattered!

The blade's momentum had not yet dissipated; it remained ferocious.

The old man was shocked and frantically thought, "My 'Full Body Curse' has been broken!"

Full-body incantation, spiritual artifacts and talismans.

A thin sheet of yellow paper can automatically activate and transform into a protective shield when the wearer is about to suffer fatal harm.

It's not a top-tier magical weapon; it can't defend against attacks from experts.

But in this dilapidated place of 96511, which should be considered an absolute defensive position, could it be...?

Is the person before me really the "Heavenly King General"?

The sword blade sliced ​​through the old man's magical robes, but the robes were no match for the sword and were easily shredded by the blade!

The old man was weak all over, his senses were confused, and his mind was numb.

He felt the blade cut into his body, from one end to the other, but he couldn't be sure of the extent of his injury, nor did he dare to look down.

"Am I dead? Am I not dead? Was I cut in half?"

the answer is……

definitely.

With the blessing of the "Celestial Emblem", Zuo Chang's cultivation level is not the fifth realm on the surface, but the sixth realm.

The "Decisive Weapon" grants him a 30x bonus to all attributes, and with a casual strike, his damage far exceeds the 96511 limit!

It was only natural to sever the curse on the entire body and then sever the old man's body.

and--

Fearing that his damage wasn't enough, Zuo Chang immediately followed up his sword strike with a "Sealing Dust and Annihilating Thoughts Slash"!

"Sa!"

A flash.

One second Zuo Chang was standing at the end of the steps, the next second a gust of wind swept through, and he appeared at the beginning of the steps, still in a sword-wielding posture.

The cylindrical channel reappeared in the air, and the old man in blue inside the cylinder no longer needed to worry about whether he had broken into two pieces—

Because he had been shredded into pieces by countless sword energies and was no longer able to think!

Zuo Chang turned his head and looked at the mangled flesh scattered on the ground through the still-smoldering crimson blood mist, then slowly sheathed his sword.

On the rooftop, the Saintess of Time remained expressionless.

She observed everything indifferently, thinking to herself, "Thirty percent...like the Heavenly King. That sword strike just now was indeed amazing, but the Heavenly King's greatness goes far beyond that martial prowess. Whether he is truly the Heavenly King or not, we still need to observe further."

She took another step back, hiding herself even more deeply;

On a distant hill, Qiu Fu watched the battle in front of the dark ancestral hall, his pupils dilating in shock!

He had no idea what happened.

I can see it clearly now.

But he couldn't understand.

Why did the old man in blue's palm strike, which was so powerful that its pressure could be felt even from a thousand meters away, have no effect on the Heavenly King?

It should have hit!

What was that earth-shattering sword strike from the Heavenly King?

He killed someone two realms higher than him so easily!

Why?

Could it be that……

General Tianwang is such an unreasonable person, crossing two realms as easily as eating and drinking, which is why he was able to create a legend.

Thinking about it that way, it makes sense.

After all, the Heavenly King General was the one who severely injured the Heavenly God!

He can even injure a god, so what is someone who is two realms above him?

Qiu Fu suddenly realized that his father was truly great.

He actually lasted for more than a dozen rounds against the Heavenly King General, and only lost after a full quarter of an hour!

just now……

Qiu Fu slowly approached Zuo Chang, recalling the old patriarch's instructions before he left: "A Fu, you must assess the situation and act within your capabilities. The Qiu family is not what it used to be. We have exhausted all our resources to raise you. Remember to protect yourself. Your life... does not belong to you alone."

Yes.

Qiu Fu's fate is not his own.

It belongs to the entire family.

He must not die in vain before he has achieved something!

Qiu Fu nodded and said, "Grandfather, please rest assured. If General Tianwang displays unparalleled power, I will choose to give up."

The old patriarch shook his head: "You still don't understand! If he really is the Heavenly King General, you not only have to give up the game, but you also have to do everything you can to become his subordinate. Even if you have to kneel down for it, you can't hesitate!"

Autumn is shocked!

He stared wide-eyed, then waved his hand, saying, "That's impossible! Grandfather, the hatred for the murderer of my father is irreconcilable! Giving up the game is already the biggest concession I can make. How could I possibly work for my enemy? Absolutely not!"

The old patriarch didn't speak, but simply looked at him calmly.

After a long while, once Qiu Fu had calmed down a bit, he said, "Ah Fu, I think... if there are enough benefits, you should bear the infamy. This is for the sake of the family."

Qiu Fu is not a fool.

He reacted quickly.

Who is the Heavenly King General?

The creator of Community One, the initiator of the God-Slaying War, the pinnacle of mortality, an undisputed legend!

His former subordinates—

Knight King Bai Lin; Void Mask Dickfis; Tidecaller Sea Maiden, which one of them isn't a world-renowned figure?

Which one didn't build a huge family, or even a relatively low- or middle-level community?

Countless heroes tried every means to join the Heavenly King's ranks and serve him!

Because it represents honor, power, and endless prestige and wealth.

Qiu Fu is most aware of the Qiu family's current predicament.

Putting everything else aside, money is useless if you can't get over this hurdle. The idea of ​​restoring your former glory is almost a pipe dream, a delusion!

Now, the opportunity is before us.

The Heavenly King General seems to have lost everything and is planning to start over. If he surrenders now and can make a contribution, wouldn't he be able to choose between the Five Great Bosses and the Five Attendants in the future?