I drew a talisman to save the sun from its bleeding state.

Chapter 98 Do you believe that even if your magic power recovers, it can't surpass mine?

The cultivator was shot more than a dozen times and lay on the ground, coughing up blood and convulsing.

The healers and alchemists rushed to the scene to help, and the talisman cultivators also requested to retrieve the dragon to save the poor child.

Zhou Zheng pointed his finger, and five dragons flew back, transforming into a five-elemental spiritual energy plate: "Your strength is truly lacking; you need to train more. If you fought me with all your might, your chances of winning would be higher. But you're only aiming for the competition; this level isn't enough."

The match was suspended.

It was a one-sided crushing defeat. The five dragons bit the five geniuses so badly they were crawling on the ground, turning it into a long-distance race where their lungs were about to burst. The three strongest fighters received the most brutal beatings, getting beaten so badly they were practically crawling on the ground. The three of them could only restrain Zhou Zheng for a short while with their faces or bodies, but they couldn't suppress him—I mean, they could try to restrain one of his hands by ramming their faces into Zhou Zheng's fists.

After Zhou Zheng finished his comments, he stood in a corner of the arena, took out a chair, and sat down to wait for them to discuss a new battle plan.

The powerful healers below the stage came up to rescue and heal the body cultivators, preventing them from dying from the treatment, and also helped the others recover their condition.

Ti Xiu patted himself down, making sure nothing was missing before letting out a sigh of relief: "This won't do. We can't win like this. Brother Zhou could easily beat all ten of us on the ground by himself."

Moreover, this was already the result after the attack was launched, and Zhou Zheng didn't even bother with healing or support. If they had really focused on attacking, no one present would have escaped a brutal beating.

The Sword Sect prodigy optimistically encouraged everyone: "Have you guys discovered one of Brother Zhou's weaknesses?"

Fu Xiu, holding an ice pack to the bump on his forehead from the impact of the dragon, stared blankly: "Where's his weakness? Isn't he supposed to be a hexagonal war god?"

I took a whole round of brutal beatings from the dragons, how come I didn't find any weaknesses? Is it because my magic power isn't deep enough? Or my combat ability isn't strong enough? Or my physical fitness isn't tough enough? His control is so strong that he can summon five dragons to chase and bite everyone and still have time to beat up the three of you, where is his weakness?

Everyone looked at the Sword Sect genius with suspicion, wondering if he had been punched in the head by Zhou Zheng and damaged.

The Sword Sect genius was exasperated: "Haven't you noticed? Brother Zhou's attack methods are more focused on mid-to-close range. Even the Soaring Dragon is considered a long-range attack!"

Theoretically speaking, as long as we can pull, anyone can restrain him!

The body cultivator touched his chest, the phantom pain still lingering, and ruthlessly pointed out: "But as long as he punches you, your theory will not hold true."

Yes, you're right, but he can make countless mistakes, while we'll be lying on the ground if we make just one.

The poison cultivator complained, "His attack range isn't far, but his defense is off the charts. I managed to throw a 'Plum Blossom Sweep' attack, and it was all blocked by his Tai Chi Divine Power."

It's not that everyone lacks strength, but Zhou Zhengtai is too cunning. He blocks low-damage attacks with his hands, and uses supernatural powers to block high-damage ones. Unless three people use their supernatural powers to attack him at the same time, it might be effective. But three people using their supernatural powers at the same time is unrealistic—he can defend against six people by himself, and of the remaining two supernatural attacks, one will most likely be dodged, and the remaining one won't be powerful enough to hit.

The result of the sword cultivator and the martial arts cultivator using their supernatural powers together was that the sword cultivator got slapped in the face, became a spinning top, and spun 720 degrees in the sky before lying on the ground reflecting on life.

The martial arts girl fared slightly better; she was kicked into a curled-up shrimp shape, flying more than ten meters away before rolling and rolling... until she reached the healer, vomiting blood. Hmm... she didn't fare much better.

Because of their better physical condition, those who cultivate their bodies can withstand more beatings. However, they can only withstand more beatings because Zhou Zheng is lenient and treats everyone equally; if he were to use his full strength, the situation would be different.

Sword Sect Genius: "Don't be so pessimistic, everyone."

Fu Xiu, holding an ice pack to his forehead, looked at the Sword Sect genius.

The body cultivator, riddled with over a dozen bullets, looked at the sword sect genius.

The martial arts girl, knocked unconscious by a headbutt, looked at the sword sect genius.

The unlucky guys, who were being chased by Youlong to the point of exhaustion, looked at the Sword Sect genius.

Are we being pessimistic? Or is it possible that you're being too optimistic?

Sword Sect genius: "Holy crap, why are you all staring at me like that? Are you really planning to get a beating and be bastard for the rest of your lives? Don't you have to find a way to survive? Next time, we'll form a formation and attack him! We'll suppress him with ranged attacks!"

Fu Xiu said sarcastically, "You're going to be a laughingstock... Dude, I think sometimes you shouldn't care so much about your reputation, or you'll get beaten up even more badly."

The Sword Sect genius glared: "I'm not fighting for the steamed bun, I'm fighting for my pride. Ten people couldn't even break his defenses. If word gets out, people will laugh at me for the rest of my life."

Everyone looked at each other, and could only discuss how to continue the fight. They couldn't just let it end like this; they would lose face throughout the entire cultivation world.

Ultimately, everyone decided to try the Sword Sect genius's plan: to form an array to suppress Zhou Zheng.

The discussion is complete.

The Sword Sect prodigy raised his hand: "Brother Zhou! Could you give us a little time to prepare?"

"casual."

The Sword Sect genius was overjoyed: "He was careless! Let's quickly form the formation!"

……

The martial arts-savvy girl watched expressionlessly as Zhou Zheng blocked all ranged attacks with his Tai Chi technique: "Sword Master, why do I feel like your method isn't working?"

The Sword Sect genius brandished his White Rainbow Sword, unleashing sword energy, and retorted, "Then why don't you leave the formation and interfere with him? A pincer attack might just work."

The pretty female music editor, clutching her flute, wiped the blood from her face: "Don't leave the formation. I was just a step too slow and he slapped me so hard I was stunned."

Forming a defensive formation is still useful; everyone doesn't have to take such brutal beatings anymore.

But forming an array is useless now; it has become a pure war of attrition, with ten people draining Zhou Zheng's mana.

The Sword Sect genius encouraged, "Don't worry, his magic power is only a little over seven times stronger. He can't kill us before his magic power runs out!"

Fu Xiu complained, "Now I finally understand what Zhang Sanfeng's Jiazi Demon-Slaying was all about. It really is true."

The martial arts girl said, "This is so boring. It's not honorable to win like this."

Sword Sect Genius: "Then go get out there and get beaten up in style! I'm not going! Why do you guys always talk such discouraging things! Can't you be a little more encouraging?! Do you know how hard it is for me to lead a team?!"

Martial arts girl: "Hehe, just kidding."

Fu Xiu: "Huh? Why is he glowing? Blood Burning Technique? No, it doesn't seem like Blood Burning Technique."

The girl who was good at sound editing peeked out and said, "It's not the Blood Burning Technique, it's a water-based yin-attribute breathing technique that can restore mana."

Sword Sect Genius: "...Could he have mastered the Breath Regulation Technique and developed a Breath Regulation Divine Power? How can this person be so bored? Doesn't he know that the number of divine powers a person can master and become proficient in during their lifetime is limited?"

Fu Xiu: "Oh crap, I'm doomed. He's using his breathing technique to recover his mana."

The geniuses who had formed the array looked at Zhou Zheng, who was emitting a blue light, and their faces turned sour. Could it be that even ten of them combined couldn't outlast Zhou Zheng? That would be a huge loss of face.

Zhou Zheng was expending his mana to maintain the Tai Chi Divine Power's dissipation while checking the characteristics of the Breath Adjustment Technique.

When I first cultivated the active internal energy effect, I got carried away and forgot to choose the characteristic until the battle was about to begin.

[Mana Source: Restores 1% energy per second. Inexhaustible.]