5: Chapter 5: A Shocking Counterattack

In front of the viewing screen in Zone G, the crowd was bustling.

Everyone wore a gloating smile, ready to enjoy a one-sided slaughter. The screen was clearly divided into two halves; on the left was Wang Qiang's Orc wasteland.

Three hundred Orc Berserkers, over two meters tall with knotted muscles, held rough stone axes high, beating their chests and letting out earth-shaking roars. Their skin was dark, their fangs protruded, and their entire bodies radiated an Aura of violence and bloodlust.

On the right was Jiang Xun's pitifully barren yellow land—no walls, no fortifications, only thirty thin Human Race believers wearing tattered hemp clothes, holding crude stone spears and wooden shields, standing quietly.

Three hundred against thirty, Orc Berserkers at the black iron rank versus unarmed Mortals—no matter how you looked at it, this was a crush with no suspense.

"Hahaha, it's starting! Wang Qiang is making his move!"

"Guess how many seconds the believers of that trash named Jiang Xun can last under the axes of the Orc Berserkers?"

"Last? You think too highly of him. I bet one second, his formation will be overrun, and then it'll be a one-sided massacre!"

Li Ang crossed his legs, a cruel smile playing on his lips. He seemed to have already envisioned Jiang Xun's pathetic believers being torn to shreds by the Orcs, and Jiang Xun himself kneeling and begging for mercy.

Wang Qiang's face was also full of a sinister grin; he wanted to crush Jiang Xun in the most brutal way possible to please Young Master Li.

"Charge! Tear those bugs to pieces!"

Wang Qiang's Divine Thought transformed into the most violent command, issued to every single Orc.

Roar!

Three hundred Orc Berserkers, their eyes blood-red like unleashed black beasts, carrying an Aura that could trample everything, surged madly through the Divine Kingdom channel into Jiang Xun's Divine Kingdom.

The earth was trembling.

However, just as that black torrent was about to engulf those thirty tiny figures, a sudden change occurred!

In Jiang Xun's Divine Kingdom, those thirty believers who had remained still suddenly erupted with blinding light!

The ten at the front lit up with a solid cyan halo, while the twenty behind them shimmered with a faint black iron rank luster.

Their originally thin bodies saw their muscles bulge at a speed visible to the naked eye. On the surface of their skin, mysterious and complex dark golden runes appeared, and an indestructible, overwhelmingly domineering Aura shot up into the sky.

"Form up!"

A cold, majestic voice echoed in their minds.

The thirty believers, with synchronized movements, instantly formed a sharp wedge formation.

The ten Bronze Rank warriors stood at the very front, like an unbreakable spearhead.

"That... what is that?"

"Bronze Rank! Those ten people are Bronze Rank! Did I see that right?"

"Aren't his believers Mortals? How could there be Bronze Rank warriors? This is impossible!"

The audience was in an uproar; everyone's smiles froze on their faces, and Li Ang's pupils contracted sharply.

Wang Qiang's sinister grin also froze at the corners of his mouth. In that one second of their distraction, Jiang Xun's believers moved.

"First move, Charge."

Jiang Xun's voice was calm as an ancient well.

Boom!

Those thirty Body Cultivators did not retreat but advanced, actively meeting the torrent of three hundred Orcs and launching a desperate charge!

In the horrified gaze of everyone, two disproportionate torrents, one cyan and one black, smashed into each other.

There was no destruction as expected.

Crack!

The sound of bones breaking was crisp and piercing.

The dozens of Orc Berserkers charging at the front saw their proud giant axes, when striking the bodies of the Bronze Rank warriors, only emit the sound of clashing metal, not even leaving a white mark.

Meanwhile, the stone spears in the hands of the Bronze warriors were like the sharpest divine weapons, easily piercing the tough skin of the Orcs and shredding their hearts.

In one exchange.

The Orc Berserker line was forcibly torn open with a huge gap!

"Second move, Disarm."

Jiang Xun's voice remained calm.

The believers' battle formation changed, like a precision meat grinder, instantly splitting and surrounding the scattered Orcs.

They abandoned their spears and rushed into the Orc formation with bare hands.

An Orc swung a giant axe down; a black iron rank Body Cultivator did not dodge or avoid it, directly blocking with their arm.

Bang!

The stone axe shattered upon impact.

The Body Cultivator threw a backhand punch, striking the Orc right in the chest.

Puchi!

The Orc's large body flew backward like a torn sack, its chest caved in with a terrifying fist mark, and it had ceased breathing before even hitting the ground.

This was a one-sided slaughter.

Strength, technique, defense—an all-around crush!

In less than thirty seconds, three hundred aggressive Orc Berserkers were all laid out on the ground.

The entire examination field was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone seemed to have been hit by a freezing spell, staring blankly at the scene on the screen, their minds blank.

Wang Qiang's eyes were wide open, his face deathly pale, his lips trembling, unable to say a single word.

His ace legion, just like that... gone?

"Third move."

"Counter-push."

Jiang Xun's cold voice was like the judgment of the Grim Reaper.

The thirty Body Cultivators, without the slightest pause, stepped over the Orc corpses scattered everywhere and charged directly into the still-open Divine Kingdom channel.

"No! Don't!"

Wang Qiang finally reacted, letting out a terrified scream.

He wanted to close the Divine Kingdom channel, but it was already too late.

On the screen, the dark golden light pillar representing Jiang Xun, like a red-hot sharp sword, fiercely pierced into the green light pillar representing Wang Qiang.

Boom!

Wang Qiang's Divine Kingdom core, a huge Orc totem pole, was smashed into pieces by a Bronze Rank warrior with a single punch.

[God War Victory!]

[Calculating...]

[Detected host talent: SSS-rank Civilization Plunder!]

[Plunder started!]

[Successfully plundered enemy civilization Law fragments—Basic Berserk (black iron rank), Crude Forging Technique (black iron rank)!]

[Performing non-conflicting Fusion...]

[Fusion successful!]

Inside Jiang Xun's Divine Kingdom, there was a rumbling sound.

Over a dozen crude forging furnaces emitting black smoke rose from the ground.

A violent Aura merged into the Bloodline of all believers.

And in the real world.

Pfft!

Wang Qiang spat out a large mouthful of blood, his body collapsing to the ground like mud, his eyes empty and lifeless.

His Divine Kingdom, his civilization, everything of his—gone.

He had become a cripple.

Sizzle—

The viewing screen slowly dimmed.

The System's cold, mechanical voice echoed over the silent venue.

"First round, seventeenth match, Zone G."

"Winner—Jiang Xun!"

Silence.

Deathly silence.

On the proctor's podium, the middle-aged man with a receding hairline squeezed the water cup in his hand until it shattered with a "pop." Water and glass shards flowed everywhere, but he felt nothing.

Li Ang's complexion was so gloomy it could drip water.

He stared fixedly in the direction of the teleportation array, his chest heaving violently, the killing intent in his eyes almost solidifying.

A flash of light.

Jiang Xun's figure reappeared before everyone.

He was still that calm and nonchalant self, as if he had just casually swatted a fly.

He ignored the terrified, awe-struck, and incredulous gazes around him.

His gaze pierced through the crowd and landed accurately on Li Ang, who sat in the front row VIP seats with a livid face.

Jiang Xun adjusted his glasses, his lips curling slightly, revealing a kind smile.

He didn't speak.

He just mouthed two words silently.

"Next."