Chapter 0933 One Against Six

Chapter 0933: Taking On Six

The young talents of Hundred Tower City, including Murong Zhangwu and his peers, were known for their arrogance.

They knew Qin Yun was skilled at fixing artifacts, but they remained convinced he was no match for them in battle.

"Everyone, please take your seats and relax!" City Lord Mò Róng chuckled warmly. "Let’s dig in and enjoy the food and drinks while we witness the younger generation sparring!"

Even the City Lord was eager to see the outcome of this match.

Past fights banned weapons, but this one not only permitted equipment but also pitted a gifted young Grand Master against the City Lord’s six most outstanding grandsons.

This was not merely a test of skill—it was a gear showdown.

With the City Lord’s deep pockets, his grandsons were undoubtedly loaded with top-tier gear.

Moreover, while Qin Yun relied on his own crafted equipment, the City Lord’s grandsons wielded handouts from his heavyweight friends.

"That young Grand Master is only at the late-stage Martial King Realm—far weaker than the City Lord’s grandsons in raw power. And in terms of gear? No comparison! The City Lord receives tons of elite talismans and gear as gifts every year!"

"Even if he fought just one of them, let alone all six, he’d get crushed!"

"Truly befitting the City Lord—he’s about to make this Grand Master get schooled!"

"Talent won’t save him. He’s young and reckless, stepping into a losing game!"

Such opinions arose because Murong Zhangwu and his brothers were decked out in full King-tier gear.

Even veteran Half-Immortals rarely possessed more than two or three King-grade items.

Many Half-Immortals didn’t even own Half-Immortal or Immortal-grade treasures—if they’re lucky, a couple King-tier items at best.

Yet these young men were fully outfitted in King-grade battle armor and weapons.

"Starting so soon?" Old Feitian remarked.

"The night has fallen, and the banquet is ready. Let the fight begin now—spice things up!" The City Lord laughed. "No matter who wins, we’re partying tonight!"

"Old Man Mò Róng, if your grandsons get hurt, don’t blame Brother Yu!" Ying Chengyu teased.

The City Lord roared with laughter. "Impossible! I train them hard—they’re used to getting banged up!"

"Brother Yu, head to the arena. But hold back a little!" Ying Chengyu said.

Qin Yun smiled and walked onto the spacious central arena.

The City Lord grinned. "Brother Yu, you really have faith in him!"

Ying Chengyu simply smiled, he’d seen Qin Yun outmaneuvering powerful Half-Immortals before.

As the guests took their seats, all eyes turned to the arena.

Tonight promised multiple exciting duels, including a rumored Emperor Wu-level battle. The crowd buzzed with excitement.

Qin Yun stepped onto the arena, standing at the edge to keep as much distance as possible from the six siblings!

Murong Yuwei appeared quite excited, as in her eyes, defeating a Grandmaster like Qin Yun would bring immense satisfaction.

Qin Yun was a man of great renown, and everyone wanted to take down someone so famous.

Murong Zhangwu laughed and said, "Grandmaster, this isn’t us teaming up against you—this duel was proposed by you! If you lose, don’t go around claiming we bullied you!"

Murong Yuwei muttered quietly, "The Grandmaster is so impressive—he can help Peak Martial Kings break through to Emperor Wu, and he’s surrounded by beauties! Miss Yu from Hundred Tower City, Hong Mengshu from the Qianfeng Sect... and even the gorgeous mother-daughter duo from the Gong family. Even if he loses, those beauties will comfort him!"

"Xiao Wei!" Murong Zhangwu scolded lightly. "Mind your manners!"

Murong Yuwei gave Qin Yun a scornful look and sneered, "He doesn’t act like a Grandmaster at all, yet he uses the title to charm women and boasts about helping Peak Martial Kings break through. He’s just a big fraud!"

Everyone heard Murong Yuwei’s words but didn’t dare say more—not with Old Feitian around!

Qin Yun, despite his youth, was called Grandmaster by Old Feitian and Brother Yu, which made many in the audience jealous. Since they hadn’t witnessed Qin Yun’s true abilities firsthand, they questioned his rank.

Only a few skilled Runes Masters truly understood Qin Yun’s prowess—after all, they couldn’t repair Old Feitian’s Purple Star Celestial Shield, yet Qin Yun could! They were completely in awe of his skill.

Those who doubted Qin Yun were mostly arrogant and clueless youngsters.

"I’ve said it before—I never called myself a Grandmaster; others gave me the title!" Qin Yun shook his head helplessly and pulled out a talisman. "When can we begin?"

City Lord Murong shouted, "Raise the barrier! It’ll start soon!"

Once the barrier was raised, a bell rang out, signaling the start of the duel!

"Attack!" Murong Yuwei cried, her slender crimson blade gleaming with dazzling red light.

She struck first, charging at Qin Yun like a red lightning streak.

Qin Yun blurred, evading the slash of her crimson blade.

However, Murong Zhangwu appeared behind Qin Yun in a flash, thrusting his sword toward Qin Yun’s back!

Qin Yun disappeared once more, dodging the strike!

The other four siblings also unleashed fierce attacks one after another!

Shockingly, Qin Yun managed to evade every attack with his incredibly refined footwork, drawing cheers from the watching Martial Kings and Emperors Wu!

City Lord Murong muttered angrily, "This guy’s actual strength is clearly formidable—on par with a Peak Martial King—yet he claims to be lacking in martial skills!"

Qin Yun, a Late-stage Martial King Realm cultivator, was surrounded by five Peak Martial Kings and one Late-stage Martial King with three Martial Souls, yet he weaved through their attacks effortlessly!

Murong Zhangwu was the strongest among these youths, confident he could defeat an ordinary early-stage Emperor Wu. Yet despite multiple attacks, he couldn’t even touch Qin Yun’s robes!

This filled him with shock—if they fought one-on-one, he would undoubtedly lose!

Murong Yuwei was even more stunned. She had despised Qin Yun earlier, but now she realized that as a Peak Martial King, she was no match for him.

Qin Yun held a talisman in his hand, continuously dodging without striking back!

Many in the audience urged him to attack.

Even Murong Yuwei and the others on the platform wished Qin Yun would strike soon.

Because that talisman in his hand made them nervous. They had been focusing on defending against it, keeping them from going all out against Qin Yun!

Qin Yun noticed that Murong Zhangwu and the others weren't going all out and were even somewhat flustered, knew they were spooked by that talisman of his!

Before the duel started, Murong Zhangwu and his companions had assumed Qin Yun might not be much. But now, they saw how strong he truly was—and he hadn’t even used his formidable talismans or magic tools yet!

This forced them to hold back some of their strength, reserving it for defense against his talismans and artifacts!

Old Feitian chuckled, "Old Man Murong, your grandchildren are still too green!"

City Lord Murong’s smile faded as he muttered, "That 'Brother Yun' is truly cunning. My grandchildren are too young to understand psychological tactics!"

Not just Murong Zhangwu and the others on the stage, even City Lord Murong and some of the Murong family elders were on edge about Qin Yun suddenly activating that talisman.

Qin Yun kept dodging without counterattacking, trying to suss out his opponents' limits.

Honestly, he hated wasting too many talismans or artifacts. Though he could craft them, they required materials and time.

Using Vanishing Shadow Ceasing Breath and Radiant Mirage steps, Qin Yun danced around the six attackers.

Murong Yuwei snapped, "This arena is too big—otherwise, he’d have nowhere to run!"

From a distance, Qin Yun suddenly grinned as the talisman in his hand vanished—it had been thrown!

The crowd focused intently.

The talisman landed among the six, releasing a ripple of invisible force.

The audience broke into mocking cheers—the talisman seemed to have failed, producing no violent explosion.

"A fake? Just to mess with us?" Murong Yuwei snapped, "That jerk nearly gave me a heart attack!"

But as she spoke, some weird energy clung to her face.

"Third Brother… why did you suddenly get so fat?" Murong Yuwei cried. "You… all of you—why are you so bloated?"

Gasps filled the arena—Murong Zhangwu and his siblings' faces had swollen grotesquely, like slapped-on hog masks!

These young, attractive warriors cared deeply about their looks. The sudden transformation hit them harder than any punch could!

"Bastard! What did you do to us?" Murong Yuwei roared, her slender red blade thrumming with rage.

"Focus on the fight!" Qin Yun appeared behind her, fingers thrusting forward.

CRACK!

Struck by EarthPiercing Shatterstrike Finger, Murong Yuwei was launched spine-first into the wards.

Her imperial battle garb saved her from severe injury—otherwise, the strike would have torn a gaping hole through her.

The young warriors, now disoriented and enraged by their pig-headed appearances, went full berserk, swinging blindly at Qin Yun.

Qin Yun raised the HalfImmortal shield—an artifact won from Long Chuanwu!

Tricked out with mystic sigils by Qin Yun and Jian Linglong, this semi-immortal shield emitted a vicious pull, capable of yanking steel right out of grips and even sucking the juice out of anyone holding 'em!

Murong Zhangwu's sword pierced into the HalfImmortal shield, half its length sank into the shield but failed to penetrate, suggesting some strange spatial property inside.

"My sword!" Murong Zhangwu cried out in shock, unable to pull it free, as the energy within his body continuously drained through the blade.

At the same time, the other four rushed in, but their weapons stuck fast to the shield!

Qin Yun smiled faintly and sent out a violent tremor through the HalfImmortal shield, laced with Pain Divine Arts energy.

"Ah!" The men screamed in agony, their arms burning with unbearable pain, forcing them to release their weapons.

Thus, aside from Murong Yuwei who had been sent flying, the other five men's king-grade weapons were all absorbed by Qin Yun's HalfImmortal shield.