394: Chapter 394 You Can't Beat Him

City Lord Xuan De's gruff voice echoed over the square.

The entire field fell silent.

Two seconds later, a sharp scream erupted from the crowd.

"Aaaah! It's God You!"

"It's really the top-ranked big shot! The man who dropped a hundred thousand gold coins to get a Mythical Mount!"

"Voice of Star Source was actually organized by God You? That's so awesome!"

The players who were originally stunned by City Lord Xuan De's roar now had eyes shining. They completely ignored the enraged Minotaur City Lord and surged frantically toward Chen You.

"God You, look here! I've been your fan for ten years!" A female player with fox ears waved desperately, her tail wagging so fast it left an afterimage.

"Nonsense, God You hasn't even been playing that long, where would a ten-year fan come from!" A male player with cat ears squeezed her aside, staring at Chen You with a fanatical expression.

"God You! This talent show is so much fun! With your looks and vibe, it would be a crime against heaven if you didn't debut in the center position!"

"Right, right, right! God You, you should take the stage yourself!"

"We beg the big shot to demonstrate the stage personally! We want to see God You dance!"

"Give us a bit of singing, dancing, and rapping!"

"I want to give God You a hundred thousand firepower value!"

A few quick-acting players even pulled out the system's recording function and started snapping photos of Chen You's face like crazy.

Listening to the shouts of these players, Chen You's mouth twitched.

He just wanted to get a mark; how did this turn into a massive fan meeting?

He was a Cultivator, and they wanted him to sing and dance in front of so many people? What was inside these players' heads?

Chen You maintained a cold and aloof demeanor, hands behind his back, ignoring the surrounding clamor.

Standing on the high platform, City Lord Xuan De watched as the crowd, instead of being filled with public indignation, fell into a frenzy. His entire bovine body froze.

The scene he had imagined was the citizens of the entire city uniting against a common enemy after learning the truth, driving out this culprit who had corrupted the martial spirit of Sanjing City.

And the result?

This group of people was actually begging this menace to dance?

The hand City Lord Xuan De used to grip his greatsword began to tremble violently, and two thick streams of white steam puffed from his nostrils.

"You... you are all simply beyond saving!" City Lord Xuan De roared out.

The NPCs shrank their necks one after another upon hearing the City Lord's roar.

Those Berserkers wearing pink skirts quickly covered their faces, trying to reduce their presence.

Their programmed instincts made them not dare to defy the City Lord's majesty.

But the players were different.

Players didn't care about that at all.

"City Lord, stop making a scene, you're blocking my view of God You."

"Exactly, what's the fun in fighting and killing? Isn't it better for everyone to follow stars happily together?"

"City Lord Xuan De, you should sign up too. With your physique, doing a 'moe' dance would definitely have that 'gap moe' appeal. I'll vote for you!" a bold player suggested loudly.

City Lord Xuan De's mental defenses completely shattered.

Gap moe?

He, the dignified City Lord of Sanjing City, a meat grinder on the battlefield, was actually being told to do a 'moe' dance?

City Lord Xuan De turned his head and glared fixatedly at Chen You.

"Witchcraft and delusions! I must cleave you apart today!"

City Lord Xuan De's legs suddenly exerted force, and the stone slabs of the high platform instantly shattered.

His massive body soared into the air, hands raising that greatsword as wide as a door panel. Carrying a violent slipstream, he cleaved straight down at Chen You.

In mid-air, City Lord Xuan De's muscles bulged high, and a piercing red light flared on the surface of the greatsword.

Skill activated: [Berserk Critical Strike]!

"Holy crap, the City Lord is going ballistic!"

"God You, watch out!"

The players cried out in surprise and scattered.

Chen You stood where he was, watching the massive shadow falling from the sky.

He sighed.

"You just have to resort to violence."

Chen You raised his right hand and grasped at the void.

A golden light flashed, and the yuhuang sword appeared in his hand.

He didn't use any skills, nor did he use any items.

The health bar above City Lord Xuan De's head showed LV50.

With his current stats, a basic attack was enough.

Chen You flipped his wrist, holding the yuhuang sword horizontally above his head.

Clang—

A deafening sound of metal clashing exploded.

The stone slabs beneath Chen You's feet shattered inch by inch, spiderweb-like cracks spreading out for over ten meters.

But his figure didn't waver in the slightest, the moyuan star river robe fluttering loudly in the wind.

City Lord Xuan De only felt his hands go numb and the skin between his thumb and forefinger split open.

His proud full-strength strike was actually blocked one-handed by this seemingly frail outlander.

A large damage number floated up from above Chen You's head.

"-1"

Mandatory damage.

The entire field was deathly silent.

The players' eyes widened as they looked at that number that didn't even scratch the surface.

"Single-digit damage? Did the City Lord not eat today?"

"Just how high is God You's defense!"

City Lord Xuan De landed on the ground, retreating three steps before stabilizing himself.

He looked at Chen You, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"You... you're playing tricks!"

City Lord Xuan De refused to believe it and raised his greatsword again.

"[Whirlwind Slash]!"

City Lord Xuan De turned into a red tornado. The massive blade sliced through the air, letting out a piercing whistle as it ground toward Chen You to shred him.

Chen You shook his head.

"Too slow."

His footwork shifted, leaving an afterimage where he stood.

City Lord Xuan De's Whirlwind Slash hit nothing but air, plowing a deep trench into the ground.

Chen You appeared at City Lord Xuan De's side and lightly swung the yuhuang sword.

There was no flashy sword qi, only a strike that had returned to its natural simplicity.

The flat of the blade slapped against City Lord Xuan De's waist.

Bang!

City Lord Xuan De's massive body flew sideways, snapping three stone pillars in a row before smashing heavily into the wall at the edge of the square.

The wall collapsed, burying City Lord Xuan De.

Hiss—

The entire field drew in a cold breath.

Those NPC Berserkers who originally held City Lord Xuan De in awe now had their jaws nearly hitting the floor.

The City Lord they saw as invincible was actually slapped away by a single sword strike?

The players were even more ecstatic.

"So cool! That movement, that power!"

"God You, teach me swordplay! I'm not learning to dance anymore!"

Clatter.

The rubble was pushed aside, and City Lord Xuan De crawled out, his face covered in dust.

He wasn't seriously injured; Chen You had shown mercy, using the flat of the blade instead of the edge.

But this kind of crushing defeat was harder for him to swallow than being killed outright.

City Lord Xuan De panted heavily, gripping his greatsword tightly.

He knew he couldn't beat the person in front of him, but to just surrender like this?

No! Never!

As the City Lord of Sanjing City, his dignity would not allow him to surrender!

"Hah!"

City Lord Xuan De let out a roar.

His muscles expanded rapidly, and large beads of blood seeped from the surface of his skin.

A system prompt immediately appeared in front of Chen You.

[System Prompt: Sanjing City Lord Xuan De has entered the "Blood-Burning Deathmatch" state. Level temporarily increased to 60.]

The players also realized something was wrong and quickly retreated.

Chen You gripped the yuhuang sword, channeling the spiritual power within his body, preparing to respond seriously.

"Even if I die today, I'll scatter your ashes!" City Lord Xuan De gripped two greatswords in his hands and leapt up suddenly, bringing a gust of wild wind with him.

Just then.

"Brother!"

The voice was crisp, with a hint of coquettishness.

Mid-air, City Lord Xuan De suddenly shuddered.

He forcibly interrupted the skill's execution, causing his blood and qi to instantly reverse flow.

He spat out a large mouthful of blood with a "poof" and crashed straight onto the ground.

A deep pit was smashed into the ground.

A little girl less than 1.5 meters tall, wearing a pink and white puffy dress with two orange cat ears on her head, ran over across the rubble.