Chapter 280 - - 278 Ultimate Discrimination_1

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It was after seven in the evening.

Duge, carrying a large bag, arrived at the Dragon Bay Club.

Qing Song followed him, his face betraying an indiscernible expression, occasionally glancing at the bag on Duge’s back, which made the corners of his eyes twitch involuntarily.

Duge had spent the entire day quietly drawing talismans and hadn’t caused any trouble.

Although there were still many differing opinions on the internet, the storm Duge had stirred up was gradually subsiding with the help of various powers, and Zhao Hongmei was much relieved. Nevertheless, she still didn’t trust Duge and insisted on following him to Dragon Bay Club.

She feared that in her absence, Duge might stir up some major news again.

To be honest.

These two days with Duge had been more exhausting than an entire year’s work for her.

“Cheng Yu, huh!” A young man in his twenties, looking like a college student, saw Duge alighting from the car, snorted coldly, and walked up to him, giving him a sidelong glance, “Let’s go! Everyone has been waiting for you for a long time.”

Facing the hostile-looking youth, Zhao Hongmei’s heart skipped a beat, and she once again had a bad premonition: “Cheng Yu, what are you doing here?”

“Teaching a lesson to a bunch of nobodies,” Duge said unabashedly.

“You…” Zhao Hongmei opened her mouth, wanting to persuade Duge to be mindful of his identity and not to act recklessly, but then she suddenly remembered that the affairs of the Dao Cultivation World weren’t hers to interfere with, so she swallowed her words back down, realizing that what transpired here wouldn’t spread.

Since it wouldn’t leak out, why should she bother!

After the dust settled, Cheng Yu, who had been banned by both the company and the authorities, would no longer have a chance to rise again.

Just a few more days, and she would be completely free.

Moreover.

Inexplicably, Zhao Hongmei had an intuition.

The amulet given by Daoist Su Wen did not block the Heavenly Demon King, so the current Cheng Yu was no longer the Cheng Yu he had been before.

But she did not dare to voice this secret, after all, even Daoist Su Wen hadn’t seen through Cheng Yu’s identity.

“Dare I ask which sect this junior brother hails from?” Qing Song stepped forward helplessly, cupping his hands as he asked, looking at the defiant Duge.

Tension needed to be eased, and it was unacceptable to let Cheng Yu offend everyone.

“I…” All the anger was directed at Duge and had nothing to do with outsiders. Yu Ming of Clear Heart temple had already apologized to the group for an entire day, so naturally, the college-student-looking youth wouldn’t vent on others. He turned to look at Qing Song, ready to answer, but was interrupted by Duge.

“Senior Brother, it’s just a fight, won’t take long, we’ll return once it’s over. There’s no need to ask their names,” Duge said disdainfully, sweeping them with a contemptuous glance.

“…” Qing Song.

“Fine.” The college-student-looking young man was amused by Duge’s arrogance, “Fine, fine, you really are too stubborn to see the coffin before crying. Just keep up your tough act, and don’t go begging for mercy when the time comes…”

Duge glanced at him, snorted mockingly, and refrained from speaking further, taking his disdain to its limits.

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Guided by the college student, they passed through Dragon Bay Club, arriving directly at the underground level.

The underground space was vast, about the size of a soccer field, with a huge stage in the center.

There were very few seats for spectators, with at most a hundred or so.

At that moment.

There were already a dozen or so people standing on the stage, men and women of various styles, but all young, none older than thirty.

As soon as Duge entered, all eyes turned to him.

“Yo! Isn’t this our heavyweight celebrity Cheng Yu? Not daring to come alone, he brought a guardian too.”

“Even brought his own talent agent. When the fight starts, the agent won’t be able to protect you.”

“Xiao Lu, why did you let his agent in as well? What if she gets hurt?” An older looking man frowned towards Zhao Hongmei, saying, “Send her out first.”

“Please!” The college-student-looking youth called Xiao Lu turned to Zhao Hongmei, “Miss, please step out for a moment. Don’t worry, it’s just a normal spar, we won’t hurt your celebrity.”

“No need,” Duge interjected, stopping him, and raised three fingers, “Three minutes, at most three minutes, and the fight will be over. With your skills, you won’t be able to hurt her.”

While speaking.

His scornful gaze swept over the people in the room, pausing momentarily on the face of “Confession Brother”, before subtly ignoring him.

By getting himself into this scenario as a commoner, “Confession Brother” was definitely a contestant, perhaps one who had awakened some skills.

And possibly, skills that could influence people’s wills.

“Confession Brother” Chen Ziyong was also observing Cheng Yu. By this time, he had confirmed the identity of the arrogant celebrity contestant in front of him,

After spending a day with Luo Xi and Xie Zhong, using his ‘Lips and Teeth Are Sweet as Honey’ skill, Chen Ziyong had won the friendship of both. With his keen hearing and sharp eyes, he learned about Cheng Yu’s challenge and naturally blended in for the excitement.

He had to find an opportunity to get into the Dao Cultivation World.

Before Duge’s arrival, he had already charmed many young cultivators with his confessions.

As for his own safety, he was never worried.

Firstly, he didn’t believe that in one day, Cheng Yu could defeat so many cultivators.

Secondly, he felt that his skills could totally turn Cheng Yu from an enemy into an ally, making him work for him.

The majority of those entering this simulation had their own agenda and had watched various playback videos of Duge, treating his experience as if it were the gospel.

In every simulation, Duge had an assistant, even if it was just a temporary ally, they were partners.

Therefore.

The contestants in this simulation were inclined towards teamwork and believed that they had the right to hold sway over the others.

A single sentence from Duge once again ignited everyone’s anger.

“How arrogant, Cheng Yu, come down here, I’ll be the first to deal with you,” a strapping youth in his twenties jumped to the center of the stage, holding a Demon-Subduing Pestle in his hand, clearly favoring physical force.

Duge slowly took out his phone and handed it to Qing Song: “Senior Brother, this is my first battle. Help me record it.”

“Junior Brother, go easy, don’t overdo it,” Qing Song helplessly took the phone, cautioning him again.

Then came the unexpected.

This remark, coming from Cheng Yu, was even more excessive.

All those present cast incredulous glances at Qing Song, seemingly unable to believe he would say such a thing.

“Come at me all at once!” Duge opened his bag, arrogantly looking at everyone, “If it takes more than three minutes, I lose. If anyone can’t hold on, just announce your name and sect, and I’ll stop.”

Whoosh!

The crowd burst into an uproar.

“Damn, this kid is too arrogant.”

“Senior Brother Luo, don’t go too hard, don’t kill him. I still want to beat him up!”

“Why don’t we all attack together? With this arrogant brat, what’s the point of talking sense?”

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Duge quietly watched everyone quarreling, and with a faint smile, he said, “Good, I’ll give you thirty seconds, you’ve got two and a half minutes left.”

The noise at the scene abruptly stopped.

And at that moment.

Duge made a gesture with his hand.

More than a dozen Spirit Talismans floated out of his bag.

With a wave of his hand, the talismans simultaneously struck at everyone in the area.

Qing Song’s eyes suddenly widened. Damn, controlling ten talismans at once?

“Damn, that’s something.”

The simultaneous dispatch of over a dozen talismans also shocked the younger generation from the various sects in the Cultivation World. Had it been in the past, they undoubtedly would have gasped and called him a freak.

But now, with Duge targeting everyone with his first move.

Who could swallow such insult?

Furthermore, having been taunted by Duge all day, everyone was holding back a surge of energy, intending to teach him a profound lesson!

“Bring it on.” The young man wielding the Demon-Subduing Pestle raised it high and slammed it down on a Spirit Talisman heading his way, determined to overpower magic with force, directly confronting the talisman.

The rest, too, employed their own techniques: some formed hand signs and chanted spells, some moved strategically, some summoned Magic Artifacts for protection…

Aside from Confession Brother Chen Ziyong, everyone blocked the first wave of talismans that Duge launched.

But Chen Ziyong, immobilized, was in a panic. He looked at Duge, opened his mouth intending to confess, but Duge didn’t give him the chance.

A Godspeed Talisman stuck to his own legs, his figure flickered, and he was already by Chen Ziyong’s side. A Silence Talisman, with a smack, stuck to his forehead.

Chen Ziyong was dumbstruck, unable to utter a word.

Everyone was stunned. No one expected Duge to deal with an ordinary person first.

“Cheng Yu, leave him, he’s just a commoner,” Xie Zhong hastily said, belonging to the Maoshan Sect and skilled in the use of talismans. He sent a Spirit Talisman towards Duge, trying to save Chen Ziyong.

“A bunch of fools, not even realizing that the Heavenly Demon has infiltrated their midst,” Duge snorted, suddenly tearing open his backpack and tossing it into the air, countless Spirit Talismans showering down like a rain of flowers.

Duge moved as fast as lightning.

His fingers flicked rapidly.

One after another, the talismans shot towards the people in the arena like bullets.

Smack!

Xie Zhong, who charged at Duge first, was struck by an Immobilizing Talisman, his figure abruptly freezing.

The next moment.

Duge had risen to his side, plucking the talisman pouch hanging at his waist as well as a Token.

He also conveniently stripped off his coat, giving a kick to his behind.

This time.

It wasn’t about skill, it was sheer brute force.

In the blink of an eye, with a ripping sound, Xie Zhong was tumbling to the ground.

The second to be hit was the burly man with the Demon-Subduing Pestle. He had managed to fend off the first Immobilizing Talisman, but couldn’t evade the next five Spirit Talismans that followed in quick succession.

The moment he was immobilized.

The Demon-Subduing Pestle had already been taken away by Duge, even his belt had been snapped.

Amidst the whirlwind of flying talismans, Duge was like a nimble butterfly weaving in and out. Whoever he immobilized lost their Magic Artifact and got an additional kick for good measure.

More than a dozen juniors of the Cultivation World were no match for Duge at all.

Qing Song, holding the phone and recording, was dumbstruck. The only thought left in his mind was, can Immobilizing Talismans even be used this way?

This style of fighting, not even my master could match, right?

How could my junior brother possibly be so fast?

He sneakily glanced at the time, from the moment Duge started, till everyone had their Magic Artifacts taken and a piece of clothing stripped, it only took thirty seconds at most.

Two seconds to take down a person!

That meant, if the junior brother really went for the kill, he wouldn’t need even a minute to wipe out these promising juniors of the Cultivation World.

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