Chapter 776: Humiliation

With the appearance of the Seventh Layer of the Boundless Realm, the battles on the arena became noticeably fiercer.

Those who managed to hold the arena on the first day were all formidable characters.

However, facing the Seventh Layer of the Boundless Realm, they were still slightly inferior in strength. Before long, they were defeated.

At this moment, Xiang Hao finally couldn't resist making his move. He knew that if he didn't act now, there would be nothing left for him.

Xiang Hao stepped up to challenge the only remaining arena master from yesterday. Both were at the Sixth Layer of the Boundless Realm, and their strength was evenly matched.

“Brother Ye, aren't you going to make a move? Your companions from Qingwan City have already been on the arena,” said Mu Yun.

Ye Yuan smiled and said, “Brother Mu hasn't made a move either, has he? It seems Brother Mu has some confidence in his own strength.”

“Heh, that's all thanks to you, Brother Ye. If it weren't for the Great Sun Yang Pill you refined, I really wouldn't have this confidence,” Mu Yun said with a laugh.

“Oh? Then does Brother Mu think he can secure a spot?”

Mu Yun smiled bitterly and said, “How dare I claim certainty? I can sense that many of the martial artists who came to Ye City are quite strong. I'll just have to give it my all and fight for it.”

Ye Yuan chuckled, but his gaze swept toward Xiang Hao on the arena. “I didn't expect Xiang Hao, with his arrogant eyes, to be quite skilled. It seems he's going to take the arena master spot.”

Xiang Hao always acted smug, which made him quite disliked. Not to mention Ye Yuan, even Mu Yun wasn't fond of him.

However, his strength was unexpectedly formidable; he had already beaten the arena master into a corner with no room to fight back.

Before long, the arena master directly chose to concede, and Xiang Hao became the new arena master, looking quite triumphant on the stage.

Pei Wenqiang, seeing this, said darkly, “This kid really doesn't know his limits. He just won one match and dares to show off like this! Without sufficient strength, the lower the profile in such occasions, the better. This kid is just drawing hatred!”

Ye Yuan, Mu Yun, and the others couldn't help but laugh at this.

On the other side, Wu Jianqing saw Xiang Hao's demeanor and couldn't help but curl his lips. “With such little strength, he dares to show off. It seems Pei Wenqiang really has no one to use! Peng Yan, go up and knock that kid down for me!”

Peng Yan was slightly taken aback and said, “So early? Isn't that... a bit disadvantageous?”

Wu Jianqing snorted coldly, “With your strength, winning a hundred consecutive matches shouldn't be difficult. Don't dwell on the details; keep your eyes on the bigger picture! Your opponents aren't these trash, but the geniuses who make it to the finals! Playing a few more matches will do you good!”

Peng Yan's eyes lit up, and he bowed, saying, “I was being shortsighted. Thank you for the guidance, City Lord Wu.”

Wu Jianqing nodded and said, “Your current strength is still a bit weak compared to those geniuses entering the finals. If you want to achieve a decent ranking, you need to at least reach the level of Yang Wenmiao. Go on, hone yourself well.”

Peng Yan's expression turned somewhat grave, but his gaze involuntarily drifted toward Yang Wenmiao, who stood aloof like a lone snow peak.

Yang Wenmiao's strength was such that Peng Yan dared not even think of surpassing him.

Peng Yan leaped and landed directly on the arena.

Seeing Peng Yan, Xiang Hao's face fell.

This Peng Yan was very strong; he was no match at all! He had hoped to stay on the stage a bit longer, but who knew this guy would target him so directly, coming up to challenge him right away.

“Will you get down yourself, or do you want me to kick you down in the face?” Peng Yan said contemptuously.

Xiang Hao's face darkened. This guy was so arrogant; he was clearly humiliating him!

“Aren't you just at the Seventh Layer of the Boundless Realm? How can you be so arrogant? Hah, if you have the guts, come and kick my face!” Xiang Hao sneered.

He was quite confident in his own strength; even if he couldn't defeat Peng Yan, he wouldn't lose too badly.

Peng Yan shook his head and sighed, “I've never seen such a request. Fine, as you wish!”

After he spoke, Peng Yan's figure flickered, and he directly turned into eighteen Peng Yans!

Xiang Hao's expression changed. He spread his spiritual sense but couldn't tell which one was the original!

"No need to look. Every clone is a real body; you won't find me out. Stand still—I'm coming to kick your face!" Peng Yan said calmly.

Before his words faded, the eighteen figures charged straight at Xiang Hao.

One Peng Yan was hard enough to deal with, let alone eighteen?

Xiang Hao was overwhelmed, seeing Peng Yan's figures everywhere, and soon couldn't hold on.

"Bang!"

One of Peng Yan's feet landed squarely on Xiang Hao's face, stomping him down onto the arena floor.

"Ouch... Let... let me go, I..."

Xiang Hao hadn't expected Peng Yan to be this strong, beating him in no time.

Just as he was about to surrender, Peng Yan stomped on his face again, cutting off his words.

"Hmm? What did you say? I didn't hear you." Peng Yan laughed loudly.

"I surren..."

Another stomp—Peng Yan wouldn't let Xiang Hao utter the word "surrender."

Offstage, Pei Wenqiang's face burned as if the foot had stomped on his own face.

"Too much! This is too much!"

Pei Wenqiang's face was ashen. Peng Yan's move was essentially Wu Jianqing slapping him in the face!

With so many city lords here, everyone was secretly competing.

Losing was already disgraceful, let alone being humiliated by an opponent in front of so many people.

Seeing Xiang Hao, who was like mud, Wu Jianqing laughed loudly: "Hahaha, what trash did Pei Wenqiang bring! At the sixth level of the Infinite Realm, he couldn't even speak a word against Peng Yan."

At this moment, several city lords who had good relations with Wu Jianqing came over to congratulate him.

Peng Yan's strength was obvious to all; he was already very strong among those at the seventh level of the Infinite Realm, and obtaining a spot should not be a big problem.

"City Lord Wu, congratulations! Who would have thought that your Wenhai City would produce such an outstanding young talent!"

"City Lord Wu, congratulations, congratulations! Peng Yan's strength is probably second only to Yang Wenmiao; there's no doubt he'll secure a promotion spot this time!"

Wu Jianqing acknowledged the congratulations with a smug expression.

Peng Yan's performance brought him great glory.

At this moment, Xiang Hao was still struggling under Peng Yan's foot, still unable to utter the word "surrender."

But Peng Yan seemed intent on humiliating Xiang Hao, refusing to let him say those two words.

According to the competition rules, only when someone shouts "surrender" or falls off the stage is the match considered won.

"This Peng Yan is going too far! Xiang Hao was already ready to surrender, yet he still humiliates him like this!"

Although Mu Yun disliked Xiang Hao, he could not stand Peng Yan's almost perverse behavior.

Just then, Mu Yun suddenly felt a gust of wind by his ear, and Ye Yuan had vanished from where he stood.