Chapter 0744 Provoking the Queen

Chapter 0744: Taunting the Queen

Qin Yun smiled as he tugged at his sleeves and walked toward the arena, coolly eyeing Yue You on the stage.

Beneath her mask, Yue You’s expression twisted in shock.

She never expected Qin Yun to be here.

Yang Shiyue was just as stunned!

Jian Shitian and the others, however, weren’t too surprised—Qin Yun was always popping up out of nowhere.

"How did you get here?" Yue You’s voice carried white-hot rage.

The sight of Qin Yun’s face, hatred surged in her heart.

"You’re the one who lured me here, no?" Qin Yun laughed heartily. "Yue You, now that you’ve seen me, shouldn’t you take off that mask and flash me a grin?"

Upon hearing this, Si Yue immediately sprinted at him, bellowing, "How dare you disrespect the Queen! Do you have a death wish?"

As Si Yue lunged, his fist crackled with violent black lightning, rattling the floor tiles of the hall.

*"Trash!"*

Qin Yun swiftly retaliated, using the EarthPiercing Shatterstrike Finger of the HeavenPiercing Finger technique, striking directly at Si Yue’s fist.

BOOM!

A deafening explosion erupted, followed by a shockwave that engulfed the entire hall.

Si Yue was hurled back several paces, his eyes wide with disbelief. His arm trembled, blood dripping from it!

Qin Yun was also taken aback—he had expected that strike to shatter Si Yue’s arm, but the latter had managed to withstand it.

"I’m only at the late-stage Lingwu Realm, yet you, a warrior at the Lingwu Realm’s peak, got pushed back by me. Pathetic, aren’t you?" Qin Yun smirked.

The Martial King and Emperor Wu, who had previously knelt before Si Yue and his group, were gaping. Someone actually called Si Yue weak!

After all, Si Yue and his companions were born with Immortal Bodies and Black Martial Souls.

Through countless trials, they had grown immensely powerful, honing their cultivation of their Immortal Bodies to an extraordinary degree.

Yet now, someone dared to call them weak!

Qin Yun also realized the might of his Immortal-Demon Physique. In the past, facing someone like Si Yue, he would have been brought to his knees.

Bao Changshou and the others knew Qin Yun had once defeated those with demon blood and Immortal Blood, so they weren’t the least bit surprised by his strength.

"You… fight me properly!" Si Yue’s hand trembled as he roared.

Qin Yun floated lightly onto the arena, standing right in front of Yue You.

Yang Shiyue quickly tugged at Yue You’s sleeve.

Suppressing her rage, Yue You said, "Si Yue, if you defeat this bastard, I’ll give you ten *Dark Moon* Profound Pills!"

Qin Yun laughed. "Even a hundred won’t help him! Yue You, you incompetent fool—after millennia, you still haven’t obtained the Dark Moon! The people you train are bound to be trash!"

"What did you say?" Yue You snapped, raising her hand to strike Qin Yun.

"I said, you're useless!" Qin Yun sneered. "Isn't that right? For millennia, you still can't even subdue the Dark Moon!"

"Fine! Mark my words!"

Yue You was also cut deep by his words, as Qin Yun had hit her sore spot.

When she was banished to the Dark Moon’s Desolate Realm, she knew there was a Dark Moon here. Yet after tens of thousands of years, she still hadn’t claimed it.

She had made many efforts, but in the end, she still couldn't claim it.

Yue You led Yang Shiyue off the dueling stage and flicked her hand to dispel the barrier.

"Begin!" Yue You roared.

Everyone could see that Yue You was deeply provoked—her rage made many shudder.

Si Yue stood on the platform, glaring at the smiling Qin Yun, seething with anger.

"That arm’s done for, isn’t it?" Qin Yun smirked, eyeing Si Yue's trembling arm.

"I could crush you with just one finger!" Si Yue growled. Suddenly, blasts of black lightning exploded across the platform—his Divine Arts in action.

Countless black thunderbolts struck Qin Yun's body!

Savage black lightning tore through him again and again.

Yet, terrifyingly, Qin Yun remained composed, standing completely still, completely unscathed by the lightning.

The onlookers gaped—Qin Yun was only at the Late-stage Lingwu Realm!

How was he shrugging off the Divine Arts of a peak Lingwu Realm warrior?

"Cut the act!" Si Yue thought Qin Yun was forcing himself to endure, as all his previous opponents at the same level had feared this move.

"You scum, how dare you insult Sister Yang!" Qin Yun raged inwardly. He blurred into motion, appearing behind Si Yue, executing the Dragon Vanquish Five Palms!

The roiling black lightning around them transformed into black flaming Sky Lions!

Qin Yun's palms turned into Sky Lion claws, slamming into Si Yue's face!

BOOM!

The Dragon Vanquish Five Palms struck, the Sky Lions bellowing in fury, their power quaking the heavens!

The Heavenly Lion Roaring Sky Sound that erupted sent the crowd reeling in terror.

Si Yue was sent flying, his eyes rolling back as he collapsed unconscious.

His face was mangled—horrific to behold.

Qin Yun smirked at Yue You. "See that? This is the best you’ve trained? All weaklings!"

"Don’t get ahead of yourself!" Yue You said coldly. "Si Yue was too arrogant and already injured by you—that's why he lost!"

"San Yue, you're up!" Yue You withdrew the barrier.

San Yue towered over him. Though he had witnessed Qin Yun's fight, his expression stayed smug and contemptuous.

The moment he stepped forward, he jabbed three fingers toward Qin Yun!

"Are you going to defeat me in three moves?" Qin Yun asked.

"No! I'll count to three, and you'll lose!" Third Moon sneered, looking at Qin Yun with disdain. "You do have some skill! But three moves would be too generous for you. Beating you won’t even take a blink!"

Yue You laughed triumphantly. "Third Moon possesses Triple Martial Souls! Three moves are more than enough to crush you!"

Yang Shiyue sighed softly. "Yue You, how about we make a bet? If Third Moon loses, let Qin Yun leave!"

"Done!" Yue You agreed instantly. "If Third Moon wins, Qin Yun stays, and I'll torture him mercilessly!"

"Agreed!" Yang Shiyue trusted Qin Yun completely, as she knew his abilities well.

Yue You couldn't wait any longer and shouted, "Begin!"

After the signal, neither Qin Yun nor Third Moon moved.

Third Moon's voice dripped with arrogance and scorn as he mocked, "Mark my words—three counts, and you’re finished!"

The onlookers froze, waiting to see if Third Moon lived up to his boasts.

"That cocky punk’s done for! Lord Third Moon will snap his neck!"

"Who’s this nobody to disrespect the Queen? Lord Third Moon will make sure he suffers!"

"If the Queen weren’t so gracious, she would have dealt with him long ago!"

Third Moon shouted, "One... two—"

Before he could finish "three," Ling Yuner unleashed an overwhelming gravitational force, hammering Third Moon into the ground with crushing intensity.

Qin Yun, now at the peak of the Lingwu Realm and having cultivated the Immortal-Demon Physique, had further strengthened his Mingyang Dao Core!

Ling Yuner held nothing back, unafraid of harming Qin Yun's body, releasing the full power stored within the Mingyang Dao Core.

KA-BOOM!

Third Moon, who’d been so smug moments ago, unable to even utter "three," was crushed to the ground, vomiting blood.

Qin Yun walked over, yanked Third Moon up like a limp ragdoll, and rained brutal slaps on his ugly mug.

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

In mere moments, Third Moon's face was deformed—bruised, swollen, and scorched.

"What a waste of my time."

After a few strikes, seeing Third Moon unconscious, Qin Yun casually tossed him aside like trash. So much for three counts.

Yue You’s jaw dropped.

Her lackeys were rooted in place, gaping.

Of the four youths, only the two at the Xuanwu Realm remained, their smug masks cracking into fear.

Yang Shiyue’s lips curled in quiet triumph. "Yue You, you've lost."

Yue You tore down the barrier, and minions scrambled to drag Third Moon off.

"What underhanded trick was that?" Yue You demanded coldly.

"Sore loser?" Qin Yun laughed. "For someone so strong, you’re pretty blind, huh?"

"You cunning bastard!" Yue You wanted to hit Qin Yun but didn’t dare, as Yang Shiyue was present.

At that moment, a youth stepped forward and said, "My Queen, let me handle him!"

Hearing this, Qin Yun chuckled, "You, a Xuanwu Realm cultivator, actually want to fight me, who’s at the late-stage Lingwu Realm?"

"No shame at all? Just now, you acted all high and mighty, yet here you are, picking on weaker fighters! Does that match your proud and ridiculous demeanor?"

"I’ll squash you like a bug!"

The guy exploded in rage, and he reached out, only for Yue You to grab him.

Yue You barked, "Er Yue, stop fooling around!"

"Yue You, your trainees are all trash! This is all you’re capable of, hahaha..." Qin Yun taunted Yue You mercilessly, still furious about being abandoned in that desert earlier.

Xiao Xuanqin walked over and said, "Qin Yun, with your strength, dealing with those two Xuanwu Realm losers shouldn’t be a problem, right?"

"Ah, I don’t want to fight them! Don’t wanna be known as a trash-beater!" Qin Yun laughed heartily.

Yue You was fuming, unable to comprehend why Xiao Xuanqin and Yang Shiyue were helping Qin Yun.

"Qin Yun, right? Aren’t you strong? If you defeat Er Yue or Zheng Yue, we’re square. How about it?" Yue You desperately wanted to regain some dignity—she couldn’t swallow this humiliation.

"Grudge? I owe you nothing! Meanwhile, you tricked me into coming here and had a black eagle drop me in a desert with a maze-like desert trap!" Qin Yun grew angrier just recalling it.

Then, he glanced at Er Yue and Zheng Yue and sneered, "I really don’t see what’s so impressive about you two, making people kneel and kowtow. Just a pair of self-important clowns!"

Yue You took a few deep breaths and said, "Qin Yun, the disciples I, Yue You, have trained are all exceptional!"

"So, that guy I knocked out earlier was exceptional too?" Qin Yun mocked.

"I don’t believe you’re only at the late-stage Lingwu Realm. You must be in the Xuanwu Realm!" Yue You declared, whipping out a device. "If I detect you’re Xuanwu Realm, you’re done for!"

The device was a large orb.

Yue You’s eyes gleamed coldly as she hissed, "Place your hand on it!"

"No way!" Qin Yun snorted.