Chapter 750

"Chen Yu … won!"

"The disciple of the Poison King Sect was defeated in just a few moves."

"That woman's poison is extremely powerful. How did she lose?"

Everyone was shocked and confused.

The green-haired woman of the Poison King Sect was indeed good at using poison. There were many poisonous creatures in the jar.

But as long as she didn't have a chance to use poison, there was nothing to be afraid of.

In fact, the green-haired woman had used poison from the beginning, but Chen Yu was resistant to poison. Before she could use any other poison, Chen Yu's quick thunder had defeated her.

Chen Yu's victory had greatly boosted the Southern Region's reputation, allowing them to regain some of their dignity.

The faces of the geniuses at the Feast of the God of Cookery also looked a little better.

Only Shen Ji snorted with a gloomy face and didn't say a word.

"Junior Sister Tao!"

The green-robed man immediately rushed to the green-haired woman's side.

"Kid, how could you be so cruel to burn that severed arm?"

The green-robed man scolded. The hideous centipede-like scar on his face made him look like a demon.

If it was only an arm, it could be reattached with the help of Spirit Medicine.

But the Yangming Sword Finger was activated by the Blood Glazed Flame, which devoured all the blood and life in the severed arm, leaving only a piece of charred bone.

Under such circumstances, it was impossible for the green-haired woman's arm to be reattached.

Death was inevitable in a sparring match. The green-haired woman had only lost a limb. If she hadn't dodged in time, she might have lost her life.

The green-robed man, the Venerable Myriad Poison, knew that Chen Yu hadn't done it on purpose, so he lied through his teeth.

"I told you that if she had left just now, she would have avoided the disaster."

Chen Yu hadn't done it on purpose, so he wasn't afraid at all.

This was the Southern Region. What could the Poison King Sect do to him?

"You …"

The green-haired woman glared at Chen Yu, as if she wanted to skin Chen Yu alive.

But she was the one who had challenged the Poison King Sect. Now that she had lost, the experts of the Southern Region might use this as an excuse to drive the Poison King Sect away.

"Junior Sister Tao, I'll avenge you."

The green-robed man, the Myriad Poison Venerable, looked over with a piercing gaze.

"Venerable Myriad Poison, ranked fourth on the Prodigy List of the Western Region. I heard that he killed his opponent with poison in the final battle!"

Hou Chen wore a solemn expression.

Not many people knew about the green-haired woman from before, but the green-robed man, the Myriad Poison Supremacy, was a famous powerhouse on the Prodigy Ranking of the Western Region.

In the last battle of the West Region's Heaven's Pride Ranking Battle, Venerable Myriad Poison's opponent, whose strength was similar to his, was directly poisoned to death.

"Could it be that the Poison King Sect of the Western Regions is going to take turns fighting me?"

Tu Zhixiang asked.

"I, the Myriad Poison Reverend, will naturally not do such a thing. I'll give you two hours to rest!"

"Prepare to accept my challenge in two hours. I hope you won't be a coward then."

Venerable Myriad Poison glanced at Tu Zhixiang, stood up straight, and said coldly.

"This guy …"

Chen Yu's face darkened slightly.

Venerable Myriad Poison was not interested in the Southern Region Genius Ranking Battle at all, nor did he really care about his Junior Sister.

His only goal was to obtain a top-tier seat.

Among the top ten, only Chen Yu's cultivation was at the peak early-stage Void Sea State.

Venerable Myriad Poison found a dignified reason for himself to challenge Chen Yu, so no one would say that he was arrogant.

When Chen Yu returned to the white jade chair, he felt a soft and warm sensation.

A white mist was emitted from the chair and slowly shrouded Chen Yu.

The poison from the battle was quickly expelled from Chen Yu's body with the self-healing ability of his physique and the miraculous effect of the white jade chair.

Soon, the poison in Chen Yu's body was completely neutralized.

On the other side, Venerable Myriad Poison carried the green-haired woman to the Sect's Elder.

"Senior Brother, how did I lose to that kid?"

The green-haired woman said while clenching her teeth, feeling extremely unwilling.

Her ability to refine poison was one of the best in the Sect, not much weaker than Venerable Myriad Poison.

"A real battle can't be resolved with poison. Your ability to refine poison is not much weaker than mine, but what about your combat ability and experience?"

Venerable Myriad Poisons explained in an indifferent tone.

Behind him, the skinny old man nodded slightly.

What Venerable Myriad Poison said was completely correct.

In this regard, Venerable Myriad Poison was extremely good. Otherwise, he wouldn't have become the Poison King Sect's most outstanding disciple.

As for the green-haired woman, she was completely immersed in the world of refining poison.

Poison was, after all, a foreign object. Only by becoming stronger could one better utilize the power of foreign objects.

"You'll see how Senior Brother poisons that kid to death later."

Venerable Myriad Poison's lips curled into a cruel smile.

Death and injury were unavoidable in sparring.

Moreover, if he could make Chen Yu die of poison after the battle, the sects of the Southern Region wouldn't say anything.

"Senior Brother, he seems to be cultivating."

The green-haired woman looked at Chen Yu at the God of Cookery Banquet.

Just like before, Chen Yu was tempering his Mystic Pattern Demonic Body.

At this moment, he was even more certain that the white jade chair had the miraculous effect of nourishing and cleansing the body and soul.

Combined with the tempering of the body, the effect was even greater.

"Hehe, this person is a body cultivator. He's tempering his body. But that's more interesting. I can feed him more poison. "

Venerable Myriad Poison's smile became even colder and fiercer.

Around the square, another genius from the Nine Dragons Sacred Temple appeared to challenge Luo Qiumei.

The competition at the God of Cookery Banquet was unusually fierce.

"The Guang clan will also join in the fun."

A woman suddenly flew out from the crowd. She wore a light yellow dress and held a jade flute in her hand. Her posture was elegant like a classical beauty from a painting.

"The Guang clan of the six middle ancient clans."

"I heard this clan specializes in the Sound Dao."

Hou Chen looked at the classical beauty with interest.

"Sir, would you like to hear me play a song?"

The woman in yellow had an elegant temperament and a faint smile on her face.

The Guang clan's opponent was Hou Chen of the Hou clan, another middle ancient clan.

"The Guang clan, one of the six middle ancient clans!"

"How many forces did the God of Cookery Banquet attract?"

Although the experts of the Southern Region tried their best to hide the news.

But there was no such thing as an impenetrable wall in the world, let alone the God of Cookery Banquet!

Like the Nine Dragons Sacred Temple, the Guang clan had arrived long ago, but they were hidden in the crowd.

"The Ten Thousand Beasts Sect and the Ten Thousand Poison Clan are just the beginning. The Nine Dragons Sacred Temple and the Guang clan aren't the end …"

Not only that.

Swoosh!

From the west, a huge stone plate flew over.

Formation runes spread out on the stone plate, and a layer of silver runes rapidly revolved around the stone plate.

"The Celestial Sect of the Western Region greets the God of Cookery."

On the stone plate, a white-haired old man looked at the God of Cookery with excitement.

There were three battles around the square.

The most exciting one was the one between the woman in yellow and Hou Chen.

The yellow-robed woman gently blew the jade flute. Waves of melodious and moving melody transformed into a pale yellow ripple of water that surged in all directions. Then, it unhurriedly enveloped Hou Chen.

Hou Chen used the Will of Space and moved back and forth gracefully.

Swoosh!

His fingers danced, and streaks of flickering silver finger lights shuttled back and forth. The attacks were swift and fierce, and it was impossible to defend against them.

But the woman in yellow used her melody to control her True Essence, and a strange melody sounded. The faint water in front of her seemed to turn into a constantly changing landscape, blocking Hou Chen's finger technique.

"Interesting!"

Hou Chen's eyes lit up. The speed of his movement technique and finger technique increased to another level.

"I didn't expect the Sound Dao to be so powerful. It's invincible in both attack and defense."

"Looks like Hou Chen is going to lose!"

But after a while, the woman in yellow suddenly stopped playing and sighed. "Young Master Hou is indeed the genius of the Hou clan. I admit defeat."

The result was unexpected. Hou Chen had won!

"The Hou clan's Mystic Void Finger Technique contains the Profound Truths of Space. It can penetrate defenses and cut meridians."

Situ Linyu chuckled.

The woman in yellow didn't look injured, but dozens of meridians in her body had been cut.

She slowly left the square.

"Why do I feel like there's an ancient bloodline at the God of Cookery Banquet …?"

The woman in yellow glanced at the people at the God of Cookery Banquet.

She had reached a very subtle level of control over her bloodline, and she was proficient in a secret technique that could sense the strength of her bloodline.

The woman in yellow's gaze stopped on the superior seats of the God of Cookery Banquet, but she still couldn't determine the origin of this ancient and mysterious bloodline.

"Haha, I've reserved a superior seat at the God of Cookery Banquet."

Among the crowd, a burly, red-haired non-human man let out a hearty laugh as he leaped out.

This alien race man didn't announce his background, and no one recognized him.

"Isn't that the bragging guy from before?"

A square-faced man stared at the red-haired alien race man.

He didn't think much of the red-haired alien race man's bragging. He thought it was a special hobby of the alien race man.

But now, this red-haired alien race man actually planned to challenge the geniuses of the God of Cookery Banquet, and he even said he wanted a superior seat!

A few people in the superior seats looked over, but they didn't recognize the red-haired alien race man.

Chen Yu, who was refining his Mystic Pattern Demonic Body, suddenly felt that the voice and the bragging tone sounded a little familiar.

"It's you!"

A surprised and angry voice came from Long Chen's mouth.

"It's him, Heavenly Lord Scarlet Blaze!"

"This guy actually followed us."

The other two Nine Dragon Sacred Hall disciples also recognized the red-haired alien race man.

"Heavenly Lord Scarlet Blaze?"

Chen Yu couldn't help but smile. Isn't this the Scarlet Blaze King?

Although the other party liked to brag, he knew his place and didn't call himself a king. Instead, he changed his title.

"That's right, it's me, Heavenly Lord Scarlet Blaze!"

The Crimson Flame King grinned and laughed wildly.

Originally, everyone thought that this alien race man who suddenly appeared was a blockhead.

But the geniuses of the Nine Dragon Sacred Hall, including Long Chen, seemed to recognize this Heavenly Lord Scarlet Blaze and seemed to have suffered at his hands.

"How dare you appear in front of us and return the Deep Abyss Metal to us!"

A woman from the Nine Dragon Sacred Hall shouted angrily.

"Come and take it yourself if you can."

The Scarlet Blaze King said disdainfully, "Even your Holy Son can't do anything to me. How dare the few of you act so arrogantly in front of me?"

As soon as these words came out, exclamations of surprise sounded from all directions.

"Who is this person? He seems to be stronger than the geniuses of the Nine Dragon Sacred Hall. Even Long Chen is no match for him."

"Long Chen defeated the Lightning Prince, Duan Xiao, with ease. Even with his strength, he suffered at the hands of this Heavenly Lord Scarlet Blaze!"

Seated on the white jade chair, Chen Yu could not help but shake his head.

The Scarlet Blaze King was still the same as before. The more people there were, the more he liked to brag.