Super Insane Doctor of the Goddess Chapter 3306: 3306: Less Than Trash!

“Ye Junxie, the duel was already finished, yet you still dared to strike?!”

“Ye Junxie, your arrogance knows no bounds! You clearly inflicted those injuries on purpose!”

A chorus of angry shouts erupted from the other young men present.

Ye Junxie gave a frigid response, “I am indeed arrogant, and yes, I maimed him intentionally. So what?

What are you going to do about it?

If you have the skill, then come defeat me in the tournament!

Otherwise, keep your mouths shut!”

“Ye Junxie, mark my words, someone will eventually crush you!”

A voice bellowed in rage.

“Oh, is that so?”

Throwing his head back, Ye Junxie let out a loud laugh, “Hahaha, I shall be waiting for that day!”

Having said his piece, he turned around and walked off, his presence so intimidating that the onlookers scrambled to get out of his way.

Meanwhile, at Bixiao Peak.

Upon the elevated stage.

Yan Juefeng, known as the “Divine Son of Li Fire,” was locked in combat with another young genius.

At that precise moment.

The Nine Layers of Flames Formation was manifesting in the sky above, ensnaring his opponent within its grasp.

Blazing with nine distinct colors, the fires twisted with such intensity that the very Void began to crack.

Waves of a literal sea of fire surged violently inside the boundary.

Countless weapons forged from divine flames coalesced, whistling through the air as they shuttled back and forth.

Furthermore, a multitude of Fire Behemoths manifested, charging toward the center.

“Ahhhh!!!”

The young prodigy let out a desperate roar, launching a frantic barrage against the walls of the Nine Layers of Flames Formation.

Thunk, thunk, thunk!…

Boom, boom, boom!…

A relentless series of world-shaking collisions and thunderous explosions echoed through the air!

The sky was filled with massive bursts of flame and energy, creating a spectacle of unparalleled destruction!

However, regardless of how maniacally the young prodigy struck out, the Nine Layers of Flames Formation remained unbroken!

“Three years have passed, and the Divine Son of Li Fire’s power has reached even more terrifying heights!”

“It isn’t just common cultivators; even those with a Cultivation base equal to his own find it nearly impossible to escape once caught in the ‘Nine Revolutions Leaving Fire Formation’!”

“Out of all the Heavenly Prides who entered this tournament, perhaps only the Hell Divine Son and the Golden Crow Crown Prince can truly stand against him!”

“This match is already decided; the Divine Son of Li Fire is the guaranteed victor!”

The crowd cried out in shock, deeply impressed by the sheer might displayed by Yan Juefeng.

Standing on the platform with his hands clasped behind his back, Yan Juefeng looked up at the sky and asked tonelessly, “Do you still refuse to concede?”

“Yan Juefeng, I will never surrender so easily!!!”

The young prodigy screamed in defiance, pushing his combat strength to its absolute limit as he charged recklessly through the Nine Layers of Flames Formation, continuing his brutal assault!

Bang, bang, bang!…

The formation shuddered under the force of the impact, sending massive ripples of fire outward, yet it held firm!

“That is enough. I am tired of playing around; it is time to conclude this.”

Yan Juefeng gave a light sigh, lifted his right hand, and slowly pulled his fingers into a fist.

Suddenly!

Rumble!

The Nine Layers of Flames Formation detonated with the force of a collapsing star!

Vast, majestic torrents of fire surged in every direction like a volcanic eruption, overwhelming and terrifying to behold!

Immediately, four protective barriers rose around the platform to contain the fiery shockwave!

Once the flames finally cleared.

Every spectator turned their gaze toward the stage.

A young man lay there, his body charred and soaked in blood, twitching uncontrollably as a crimson stream flowed from his mouth.

Yan Juefeng stood nearby, his hands still behind his back, looking as though he hadn’t been touched at all.

The Referee Elder called out to the fallen youth, “Are you able to stand?”

The young man fought with everything he had to rise, but his body failed him.

After ten breaths of time, he remained on the ground, defeated.

The Referee Elder sighed and announced, “The victor of this match is Yan Juefeng!”

Yan Juefeng cast a cold look over the crowd and stated, “This time, my only real targets are Ye Junxie and Fen Wentian!

As for the rest of you, if you wish to avoid his fate, you would be wise to surrender the moment you face me!

I have no desire to waste my time on the likes of you!”

With those words, he turned and departed.

“Yan Juefeng is simply too powerful; we are nothing compared to him!”

“If you value your life and don't want to be crippled, surrendering quickly is the only choice!”

“There is no helping it. These top-tier Heavenly Prides possess not only legendary backgrounds but also talent, comprehension, and potential that are off the charts. How can ordinary people hope to compete?”

“The Immortal Vault List is merely a stage for these elite geniuses; they are the true stars, while we aren't even worthy of being supporting characters!”

The young cultivators in attendance could only shake their heads and sigh in resignation.

Meanwhile.

On the Divine Firmament Peak’s dueling platform.

“Urghhh…”

Agonized wails of pain vibrated between the heavens and the earth.

Fen Wentian, the “Golden Crow Saint Son,” held a young prodigy by the throat, hoisting him into the air with a single hand.

Golden Crow Divine Fire erupted from his body, consuming the young man in a shroud of flames.

Despite the layers of defensive Qi the prodigy tried to manifest, they were useless against the heat of the Golden Crow Divine Fire.

His defenses were burned to ash, his skin was scorched, and blood leaked from his wounds incessantly.

With golden embers dancing in his eyes, Fen Wentian stared ruthlessly at the boy and spoke with pure malice, “Trash should understand their place!

Who gave you the bravery to raise a hand against me?

What makes you think you are qualified to be my opponent?”

“Ahhhh…”

The young man screamed through the pain, “I am not trash… I am not!!!”

“Oh… you are right, you aren’t trash.”

Fen Wentian’s lips curled into a smirk, “You are actually less than trash!”

“Fen Wentian, I’ll kill you!”

The young prodigy roared in fury, struggling with all his might to break the hold, but he couldn't budge.

“Junior Brother Song, give up! You cannot win!”

“Hurry and surrender now!”

The onlookers shouted desperately, unable to bear the sight.

Even the Referee Elder was disturbed, saying, “Fen Wentian, he is clearly no match for you. You have already won this duel!”

“No.”

Fen Wentian shook his head and replied, “This brat hasn't admitted defeat yet, so the fight continues.”

He gave the young man a sinister look, “Had you surrendered before we began, I might have let this go!

But you actually dared to attack me!

Since you chose this path, I naturally cannot show you mercy!”

Before his sentence was even finished!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Beams of divine light burst from his form, shaping themselves into blades that tore into the young prodigy!

In a flash!

Puff, puff, puff!

Bloody mists exploded and sprayed into the air!

“Ahhhhh!!!”

The young man’s screams reached a bone-chilling peak as his arms, legs, and Dantian were all shattered!

“He’s ruined… Fen Wentian actually crippled him completely!”

“So heartless… this man is nothing but a demon!”

The spectators trembled in fear, their voices shaking.

“Stop this at once!”

The Referee Elder bolted onto the stage.

With a flick of his wrist, Fen Wentian tossed the broken youth off the platform like a piece of garbage!

“Fen Wentian, you have crossed the line!”

The Referee Elder glared at him with intense anger.

“Crossed the line?”

Fen Wentian shrugged nonchalantly, “The rules only say we cannot kill. Did he die?

I am merely teaching him a lesson in humility, so he learns to keep his eyes open and not offend those he can never hope to provoke!”