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Chapter 1284 – Defeat After a Sad Defeat

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King of Gods – Chapter 1284


Chapter 1284 – Defeat After a Sad Defeat


“Is this the strongest person sent by the Spiritual Race? He's not a big deal. Just me alone is enough to sweep you all!”


The Gold Plated Ancient God looked at the Spiritual Race party and spoke very arrogantly.


The other Spiritual Race warriors trembled in anger and unwillingness, but they could only lower their heads.


The Gold Plated Ancient God of Gold had defeated the Origin Ancient Ice God and thus completely destroyed their confidence. Moreover, the Blazing Golden Race still had the Ancient Gods Golden Furies as a reserve. Moreover, they also had five Rank Six True Immortals.


If the two Ancient Gods from the Blazing Golden Race took turns, it could easily limit his losses to five. If that was the case, the Spiritual Race would not even obtain ten percent of the Heaven Crystal Fire Spirit vein.


I'm lost! The Ice Origin Ancient God slowly returned to the platform of the Spiritual Race, a gloomy expression on his face.


He had originally planned to use this gambling match to boost his reputation. He never predicted that he would be defeated in his first game.


"Blazing Gold Race, for the sake of victory, you are truly willing to use any means!" The Fifth Elder of the Spiritual Race gently growled.


The Blazing Golden Race had proposed this gambling match where the Spiritual Race seemed to have an advantage, but the Blazing Golden Race hid an ace that could completely reverse the situation.


To that end, the Blazing Golden Race had sealed off any news on the matter and even used special methods to conceal the cultivation level of the Gold-plated Ancient Gods. They really are in tremendous pain.


"That's not true. The Blazing Golden Race had always been a gathering of experts and disciples with overwhelming strength. We always rely on our true capabilities. It was just that the disciples of the Spiritual Race were inferior. How can you make such a malicious accusation?” Elder Jin from the Blazing Golden Race had a red glow on his face as he laughed out loud.


This time, the Blazing Golden Race had given the Spiritual Race a savage blow in front of the many factions in the Ziling Zone. Seeing the angry and stifled gazes on the people of the Spiritual Race was absolute joy for Elder Jin.


"You!" The Fifth Elder of the Spiritual Race trembled furiously, but in the end, the Ice Origin Ancient God had lost, and his words were unable to change that.


“The gambling game is still not over. Let's continue!” Elder Jin contentedly looked towards the Elders of the Spiritual Race.


If the gambling match continued, the Spiritual Race would only endure more suffering and humiliation. This is exactly what he wanted to see.


"Gambling match ..." The Elders of the Spiritual Race had complicated expressions on their faces as they clearly struggled for what to do.


“There is hope!” The Fourth Elder of the Spiritual Race sent a message to all the members of the Spiritual Race group.


“We have eight members at once the opportunity to issue a challenge. As long as we can defeat the three Sixth Rank Gods of the Blazing Golden Race, we can still obtain a share of the Heaven Crystal Fire Spirit vein! ” The voice in the Fourth Elder sounded in everyone's minds.


The Blazing Golden Race had seven members remaining. If they could bring that figure below five, the Spiritual Race would still have a chance to obtain ten percent of the vein.


The rest of the Elders of the Spiritual Race became a little quiet. If they gave up just like that, the Spiritual Race would lose all of its dignity. Moreover, even one percent was better than nothing!


"If all of you can defeat the three members of the Blazing Gold Race, everyone will get ten thousand contribution points, and a disciple who defeated a disciple of the Blazing Golden Race would receive forty thousand contribution points!" the Fourth Elder continued, seeing that the disciples of the Spiritual Race were still very sad.


The other Spiritual Race warriors instantly brightened. If they defeated three Rank Six True Immortals, everyone would earn contribution points, and whoever defeated someone from the Blazing Gold Race would earn forty thousand.


"The game continues!" the wrinkled elder of the Life Sacred Land announced.


"Haha, how stubborn!" Elder Jin of the Blazing Golden Race chuckled.


He naturally understood that the Spiritual Race wanted to try to defeat the three Sixth Rank True Immortals of the Blazing Golden Race. By doing so, the Spiritual Race could still obtain ten percent of the Heaven Crystal Fire Spirit vein.


"okay! If you want to fight, then I will accompany you!” On the battle stage, the Gold Plated Ancient God gave a savage smile. It was clear that the Gold Plated Ancient God had no intention to rest after defeating the Ancient Ice God Origin.


The remaining seven warriors of the Spiritual Race became somewhat gloomy. The Gold Plated Ancient God of Gold had been exhausted in his battle with the Ice Origin Ancient God and was covered in wounds, but he still had the strength to overcome a Rank Six True God. They all understood that, if the Golden-Golden Ancient God challenged them, they would definitely lose.


"Golden Gilded Ancient God, leave Zhao Feng for last!" Elder Jin sent a message to the Golden-Golden Ancient God.


Zhao Feng had just been the center of attention, so he wanted Zhao Feng to endure more suffering and pressure than the rest of his team.


"okay." The Gold Plated Ancient God nodded.


Although he wanted to deal with Zhao Feng now, he did not dare to go against Elder Jin's orders.


“Let's start from left!” The gaze of the Gold Plated Ancient God was fixed on the person standing on the far left.


This is the white-clothed youth – weakest person in the team of ten Spiritual Races.


"Fight!" The moment the young man stepped onto the stage, he activated his bloodline and used all the methods he had.


The explosion! Bang out! Bumped!


White crystal energy flowed across the sky, turning into countless sharp swords that pierced the Gold Plated Ancient God.


The expression of the Gold Plated Ancient God of Gold turned solemn, and his body began to surge with fierce golden flames.


Ding! Bang bang!


The Gold Plated Ancient God Gold stood tall and directly faced the attack of the white-clothed youth.


"Get out of here!" The Gold Plated Ancient God Gold charged forward, sending a burning and heavy pressure on the white-clothed youth.


He developed a simple stone axe. A huge golden light sent the young man flying off the stage.


The remaining six members of the Spiritual Race once again became dejected.


"I don't think that he can still show such strength after fighting the Ice Origin Ancient God." True God Long Yuan grimaced. Even he did not have the confidence to defeat the Gold-Golden Ancient God.


“The next one is you! Wake up here!” After defeating one, the Gold Plated Ancient God quickly set his sights on the other members of the Spiritual Race team.


This young man gathered his determination and used every technique he had. This Spiritual Race youth was slightly stronger, only losing after exchanging ten blows with the Gold-Golden-Golden Ancient God.


The Spiritual Race had now lost four times in a row and only had five fighters left!


The audience slowly began to lose interest. The next battle would definitely be one-sided, and everyone could already see the end result. The Blazing Golden Race would rise through this gambling match while the Gold-Golden Ancient Gods would be known throughout the Ziling Zone.


Before the gambling match, he had been considered the strongest member of the Blazing Gold Race team, but he had not even had a chance to ride.


The explosion! Bang out!


At this moment, another Spiritual Race disciple was sent flying off the stage.


The Gold Plated Ancient God had won five times in a row. The Spiritual Race has lost five times in a row!


None of the members of the Spiritual Race could continue watching. They want nothing but to leave. Every additional second was another second of torment.


Only Zhao Feng looked unaffected. Through the entire process, he only showed a faint ripple of emotion.


It's nice! The Blazing Golden Race still had seven people, which was one hundred and forty thousand contribution points! Zhao Feng found himself somewhat pleased with this prospect.


One hundred and forty thousand contribution points were more than enough to be exchanged for techniques in the Spiritual Race.


“There are four people left. You're coming!” The Gold Plated Ancient God Gold pointed to the other Spiritual Race disciples.


Whooshing sound!


A wide-faced young man stepped onto the stage.


“You have been severely injured and exhausted, and after fighting so many battles, you are very tired. Let me end you!” The strength of the wide-faced young man was above average in a group of ten.


"Hmph, as I said before, I alone am enough to sweep you the weak people of the Spiritual Race!" The Gold Plated Ancient God of Gold did seem a little tired, but his words were as arrogant and arrogant as ever.


Ding! Bang out!


After the two fighters spoke, they began to fight.


The wide-faced young man gripped his divine weapon and burned his Spiritual Race bloodline as he launched a series of attacks against the Gold Plated Ancient God. The battle lasted longer than the others, and the Gold-Golden-Golden Ancient God had no obvious advantage.


Suddenly, the eyes of the Gold Plated Ancient God emitted gold as he waved the stone axe in his hand.


The clingclang!


The broad-faced young man's sword was shattered by the attack of the Gold-plated Ancient God.


“Saber Sunshatter My Heavenly Wind!” the wide-faced young man shouted in fear.


His divine weapons were only of average quality and could not compare to the high quality divine weapons of the Gold Plated Ancient Gods.


Without his divine weapon, the fighting strength of the wide-faced young man fell. In the end, the wide-faced young man was defeated by the Gold-plated Ancient God.


Golden-Golden Ancient Gods, six victories in a row!


The Spiritual Race now only had three people left. The gentle and somewhat frail girl stepped onto the stage. It only took a while for him to be defeated as well.


Seven wins in a row! The Gold-Golden Ancient God of the Golden Race had won seven times in a row.


The upper echelon members of the Spiritual Race all had pale faces. They only have two fighters left. Taking out even ten percent of the Heaven Crystal Fire Spirit vein from the Blazing Gold Race now seemed almost impossible.


The Spiritual Race had lost seven times in a row. They need to win at least one or they will be completely humiliated!


“Zhao Feng and True God Long Yuan are stronger than the others. The Gold Plated Ancient God of Gold would choose to rest, and then the Spiritual Race could still win a round! a Spiritual Race Elder said these words with great difficulty.


"True God Long Yuan, get up here!" But the Gold Plated Ancient God of Gold still did not retreat. He continued to challenge, and what he was challenging for was the peak Rank Six True Immortals Long Yuan!


"Hmph, I will definitely defeat you!" The eyes of True God Long Yuan shone with a ruthless gleam as he flew onto the stage.


The explosion!


The pressure from the bloodline of the Spiritual Race burst outwards, and True God Long Yuan gripped the golden spear in his hand which shone with a brilliant golden light as it pierced the Gold Plated Ancient God.


"You're still going to lose!" The Golden Plated Ancient God Eyes turned resolute as he once again used his trump card. A dazzling Destruction Intent energy surged out from his body.


"Brack the Golden Light!" The Gold Plated Ancient God swung his simple and large axe, unleashing a destructive wave of golden flames.


The explosion! Bang out!


True God Long Yuan grimaced in shock and used the secret bloodline technique of the Spiritual Race to avoid fatal injuries. In an instant, True God Long Yuan suffered severe injuries that left him unable to put up a fight. After a while of fighting, he was defeated.


The Spiritual Race only had Zhao Feng left. The rest have all been defeated!


"True God Long Yuan also lost!" The Fifth Elder of the Spiritual Race closed his eyes. He did not want to see all this – did not want to see evil smiles on the faces of the members of the Blazing Golden Race.


"Life is totally unpredictable!" The Fourth Elder of the Spiritual Race wailed. He also did not expect the Gold-Golden Ancient God to be so powerful and have so many spare moves that he could win eight consecutive matches.


"Let's admit it," said the Spiritual Race Elder with an expression of suffering on his face.


Now that someone had said it, the other Spiritual Race Elders began to agree.


"Zhao Feng, come back here. Are you planning to continue this humiliation !? ” Ancient Origin Ice God is in a bad mood. When he saw that Zhao Feng was still standing out there, he immediately reprimanded him.


With all the Spiritual Race Elders calling to surrender, the Fourth Elder finally made up his mind. He suddenly stood up to tell the Life Sacred Land that the Spiritual Race was about to give up.


But at this moment, a resounding voice interrupted him; "Slow –! It's my turn to go next!”


Zhao Feng was in a somewhat depressed mood. The Gold Plated Ancient God had never challenged him, so he could only wait. But just as he was about to ascend, the upper echelons of the Spiritual Race started talking about conceding. How could he let that happen?


When everyone heard this, their expressions froze, and then they started laughing.


But at this moment, a supreme, heaven-shaking, and majestic energy surged out from Zhao Fengs body.


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