Return of the Celestial King

Zhao Kai’s wanton mockery of the Martial Extreme Sect drew a wave of boisterous laughter from the surrounding Martial Artists.

Ding Gaoyi was so ashamed he bowed his head low, feeling as if he couldn’t face anyone.

He knew that no matter what, the reputation and prestige of the Martial Extreme Sect would be severely damaged from this day forward.

Just then, a Martial Artist voluntarily stepped into the arena, wanting to challenge Zhao Kai.

Zhao Kai sneered and said,

"Since you’re so determined to court death, I’ll be happy to oblige!"

This man was also a Grandmaster, but one who had only just stepped into the Realm of Grandmaster.

With a look of defiance, he charged forward to attack without another word.

Everyone immediately stared intently, afraid of missing a single spectacular detail!

However, though the man seemed imposing, he was already starting to lose after just a few exchanges.

Zhao Kai let out a hearty laugh. His domineering aura overwhelmed the entire arena, making all the surrounding Martial Artists tense up.

Suddenly, Zhao Kai hoisted the Martial Artist before him over his head, let out a beastly roar, and ripped him apart with all his might.

SNAP!

The surrounding crowd gasped in horror. They could only watch as the Grandmaster was torn apart alive by Zhao Kai’s bare hands, his blood splattering wildly across the arena in a truly gruesome scene.

After killing the man, Zhao Kai’s eyes turned as red as a demon’s—completely bloodshot!

According to the rules of the tournament, as long as an opponent didn’t verbally surrender, there was no punishment for killing them.

"Who else dares to challenge me?"

Zhao Kai beat his chest, glaring down at everyone like an invincible god of war.

The area instantly fell silent. Clearly, everyone had been intimidated by Zhao Kai’s aura!

Meanwhile, every member of Zhao Kai’s sect wore a proud, smug expression, casting provocative glances in the direction of the Martial Extreme Sect.

After a while, another person went up, wanting to defeat Zhao Kai.

’His reasoning was simple. Zhao Kai had just fought a match, so his stamina might be depleted. If I can defeat him now, it’ll be a huge win.’

However, before a few rounds had even passed, the man’s chest was caved in by a heavy punch from Zhao Kai, and he died on the spot!

Below the stage, the man’s fellow sect members gritted their teeth in anger, but they were powerless against Zhao Kai.

"Heh, a piece of trash actually dared to challenge me. Truly overestimating his abilities!"

Looking down at the opponent he had struck down, Zhao Kai was the picture of arrogance as he taunted him coldly in front of everyone.

His attitude immediately made many people feel that his bloodlust was far too strong!

And so, someone else took the stage to challenge Zhao Kai, wanting to crush this arrogant bald man underfoot and seek justice for the others.

However, not only had Zhao Kai’s strength not diminished, but he seemed to grow more ferocious with each fight, easily beating his opponent to death in just a few moves.

By now, everyone had noticed Zhao Kai’s methods. He was extremely cruel and showed no mercy to any of his opponents.

Three or four opponents in a row went up, and all of them were brutally dispatched by Zhao Kai!

The entire venue fell deathly silent. Zhao Kai roared at the crowd:

"Come on! Keep coming! Why has everyone stopped?"

Faced with his arrogant taunts, the crowd was filled with a mix of fear and anger, but for the moment, no one else dared to go up and challenge him.

Everyone understood that Zhao Kai was now at the peak of a berserk state. Anyone who went up now would just be asking to die!

So, although many were furious with Zhao Kai, they could only choose to wait and see how the situation developed.

At this point, according to the tournament rules, if no one came forward to challenge him soon, Sun Liyi would have to declare Zhao Kai the final victor.

"Haha, if no one else dares to challenge me, then I am today’s champion!"

Zhao Kai threw his head back and laughed, his voice echoing in all directions, causing everyone’s expressions to turn incredibly sour.

No one had expected that this martial arts tournament would have its entire spotlight stolen by Zhao Kai alone.

As the organizer, Sun Liyi was also unwilling to accept this. He wanted to see a spectacular and thrilling martial arts battle, not a one-sided slaughter.

Seeing that Zhao Kai was about to be declared the winner, Huang Junchang knew he had to get on stage!

He stood up directly, preparing to enter the arena and battle Zhao Kai.

At this moment, Qin Tuo gave him a serious instruction:

"Junchang, remember, if you feel you can’t beat him, surrender immediately. There’s no shame in that!"

Although Huang Junchang had made great progress recently thanks to Qin Tuo’s guidance and the pills he received, he was still no match for Zhao Kai.

Because Qin Tuo could also see that Zhao Kai’s strength had reached the level of a Fifth Grade Grandmaster, making him an absolute elite among the younger generation of Martial Artists.

Huang Junchang nodded and said gratefully,

"Mr. Qin, please don’t worry. I know my limits!"

Ding Gaoyi and a group of his martial brothers watched Huang Junchang walk to the arena, their faces full of hope that he could represent their sect and vent their frustration.

Once he was in the arena, Zhao Kai’s eyes locked onto Huang Junchang, the killing intent in their depths completely undisguised.

"So, you finally dare to get on stage, kid? I was starting to think everyone from the Martial Extreme Sect was a good-for-nothing coward!"

Zhao Kai said coldly.

Huang Junchang retorted angrily,

"Zhao Kai, you’re too arrogant! Today, I’m going to teach you a lesson!"

"Haha, teach me a lesson? Bring it on!"

Zhao Kai’s bloodlust was at its peak. He had already made up his mind to take Huang Junchang’s life.

Zhao Kai lunged forward menacingly, his entire body emanating the aura of a Grandmaster, which spread across the arena like a storm!

Faced with this terrifying aura, Huang Junchang felt a jolt of shock.

He immediately took a defensive stance to counter Zhao Kai’s attack.

However, after they exchanged a few blows, Huang Junchang could feel the pressure mounting!

Although Zhao Kai had used up some energy, his momentum had only grown stronger after several consecutive victories.

Finally, Huang Junchang knew he had no choice but to surrender.

He felt utterly dejected. In order to save his life, he could only reluctantly speak before the crowd.

"I surrender..."

Hearing Huang Junchang surrender, the members of the Martial Extreme Sect showed looks of disappointment.

But unexpectedly, even though Huang Junchang had already surrendered, Zhao Kai seemed completely unwilling to give him a chance.

Acting as if he hadn’t heard Huang Junchang speak, Zhao Kai leaped into the air and brought a heavy fist down on Huang Junchang’s chest.

PUH!

The immensely powerful punch sent Huang Junchang flying backward, spitting blood, until he crashed onto the edge of the arena.