Super Insane Doctor of the Goddess Chapter 3314: Fooled by This Guy!

A deathly stillness instantly gripped the entire audience, as if the area had been plunged into a tomb-like silence!

Every spectator watching the duel shifted their gaze toward Bujie, stared again in disbelief, and then the crowd completely erupted!

"He actually won... the victor turned out to be Bujie!"

"Good heavens, that battle was absolutely breathtaking. No one expected the Xumi Buddha Child to ultimately fall to Bujie!"

"Does this signal the total rise of the Ancient Demon Sacred Land? Are they finally going to suppress the Xumi Sacred Land?!"

"Is Bujie truly a scion of the Ancient Demon Sacred Land? How is it that we've never heard his name until now?!"

"Regardless of his origins, we have to admit this brat is incredibly powerful. I suspect he might even break into the top ten of the Immortal Vault List this time!"

The onlookers couldn't stop themselves from shouting in sheer amazement.

Bujie’s true identity became a topic of intense curiosity for many in the crowd.

Furthermore, the eyes of numerous young cultivators were now brimming with deep admiration as they looked upon Bujie.

In that moment.

The Referee Elder stood frozen for a short while before finally announcing in a booming voice: "I hereby declare that the winner of this bout is Bujie of the Ancient Demon Sacred Land!"

The spectators broke into thunderous cheers once more!

Suspended in mid-air, Bujie struck a pose with his hands clasped behind his back, imitating the aura of a reclusive high master while soaking in the praise and worship of the masses!

He turned his head and flashed a wide grin at Yang Luo and the group, asking, "Brothers, do I look handsome? Am I cool? Am I totally awesome?"

"Damn!"

Ning Jianfeng remarked with an amused smirk, "The crazy bastard actually pulled it off!"

Xu Ying let out a laugh and said, "The kid has some real grit; he certainly didn't bring any shame to the Ancient Demon Sacred Land!"

Big White curled his lip and muttered, "This guy has been dying to show off forever, and today he finally got his wish!"

Zhu Yuan, Luo Xingchu, Ji Longyue, and Mo Qingkuang were similarly entertained by his antics.

Yang Luo looked up at Bujie and shouted out, "Bujie, well done!"

"Oh my!"

Bujie laughed with pure joy as he descended from the sky, saying, "Brother Yang, that's the first time I've ever heard you give me such a serious compliment!"

"Heh heh, I suppose my performance in this fight really was that impressive!"

Yang Luo replied with a hint of mock irritation, "That's enough, keep your head down and don't let it get to you!"

"Don't worry, I will!"

Bujie responded happily, "Lord Buddha himself said I'd make the top ten of the Immortal Vault List this time, and nothing is going to stop me!"

Meanwhile.

In the nearby sky.

"Ha ha ha, excellent, excellent!"

Mo Qianya laughed heartily, "That boy has true backbone. He hasn't disgraced our Ancient Demon Sacred Land in the slightest!"

Mo Daokun let out a sigh, "If my sister could see how outstanding her son has become, she would be overjoyed!"

"True. Let us hope we can be reunited with Xixi very soon!"

Mo Qianya sighed in agreement.

"As expected of our Young Master, he is truly magnificent!"

"What a joke that Xumi Buddha Child turned out to be; he was ultimately no match for our Young Master!"

The disciples of the Ancient Demon Sacred Land were ecstatic, pumping their fists into the air.

Over in the Xumi Sacred Land camp.

"He lost... Senior Xumi actually suffered a defeat..."

"How can this be? Senior Xumi could have lost to anyone else... but why to an existence of such evil..."

"Is our Xumi Sacred Land honestly inferior to the Ancient Demon Sacred Land now?"

The disciples of the Xumi Sacred Land were left in a state of devastation and fury.

Even the high-ranking elders and law enforcers of Xumi Sacred Land wore masks of total disbelief.

At that point.

The Xumi Buddha Child flew back, his face a mask of pain and resentment as he spoke: "I apologize to everyone. I have lost..."

"Amitabha Buddha..."

The Xumi Saint Master let out a heavy sigh and said, "Xumi, do not let this weigh too heavily on your heart."

"In truth, that boy's power is equal to your own."

"The reason for your defeat today was purely a matter of being too careless."

"You will have further opportunities to cross paths with him. When that time comes, it will be a true life-and-death struggle, so you must not be negligent again."

"I understand, Saint Master!"

The Xumi Buddha Child gave a solemn nod.

The Xumi Saint Master added calmly: "Very well, go and recover. Prepare yourself for your next bout."

The Xumi Buddha Child bowed low and retreated to heal his wounds and rest.

Meanwhile.

"Where is Yang Luo? Please report to Yuxiao Peak immediately; the next match is starting!"

The Referee Elder's voice echoed powerfully from the direction of Yuxiao Peak.

"Brother Yang, it's your turn once more!"

Bujie said with excitement, glancing toward the high platform of Yuxiao Peak. "Wow, Brother Yang, you're up against that birdman this time—the Golden Winged First Peng King!"

Ning Jianfeng laughed softly and added, "That birdman held the eighth rank in the last Immortal Vault!"

"Even though he's reached the late stage of Taiyi Xuanxian, Brother Yang should be able to crush him with ease!"

Yang Luo offered no verbal response, simply launching himself into the air and soaring toward Yuxiao Peak.

Zhu Yuan, Bujie, Ning Jianfeng, and the rest followed close behind him.

"Good lord, Yang Luo is about to fight the Golden Winged First Peng King! We have to get over there and watch!"

"Three years have passed, and the Golden Winged First Peng King’s Cultivation and prowess have reached incredible heights. He's only considered weaker than the likes of the Golden Crow Eldest Prince, the Divine Son of Li Fire, and the Hell Divine Son!"

"Who can say for sure who will come out on top in this match!"

Cultivators from the surrounding peaks also took flight, swarming toward Yuxiao Peak.

After ten days of intense competition, Yang Luo had already established himself as the ultimate dark horse in the eyes of the public.

The Golden Winged First Peng King, on the other hand, was the crowning glory of the Gu Jinpeng Family and a top-ten veteran of the previous Immortal Vault.

Everyone was buzzing with anticipation to see what kind of fireworks would erupt between the two.

Before long, Yang Luo reached the summit of Yuxiao Peak and landed firmly on the elevated platform.

Opposite him stood a tall, powerfully built young man clad in golden armor and wielding a golden spear. He looked both handsome and formidable.

This was the "Golden Winged First Peng King" himself, Jin Shengming!

Yuxiao Peak was already packed with people, the atmosphere thick with excitement!

The veteran figures from various great powers also focused their attention, curious to see the clash between Yang Luo and Jin Shengming!

In that moment.

In the distant sky.

Donghuang Shengling turned to Jin Yuyang: "Brother Jin, your Shengming is undoubtedly powerful and exceptional, but he is likely still no match for Yang Luo!"

Jin Yuyang replied with a cold, harsh tone, "Yang Luo slaughtered my son, Shen Peng. I want nothing more than to tear him limb from limb!"

"Furthermore, my Shengming is on the verge of reaching the Taiyi Xuanxian Perfected Stage!"

"If he manages a breakthrough during the heat of battle, and uses the power of our Gu Jinpeng Family’s Ancestor Artifact, he might just defeat Yang Luo!"

"And even if Shengming loses, it changes nothing!"

"The Gu Jinpeng Family will eventually hunt him down and settle this blood debt!"

Donghuang Shengling and Ye Wushang nodded silently, saying nothing more as they waited for the fight to begin.

Three months had passed since the last major conflict, and they were unsure of exactly how much Yang Luo’s strength had grown in the interim.

Meanwhile.

On the Yuxiao Peak platform.

Jin Shengming glared fiercely at Yang Luo and asked through gritted teeth, "Yang Luo, did my third brother die by your hand?"

"Are you referring to that useless trash, Jin Shengpeng?"

Yang Luo narrowed his eyes and gave a slow nod. "That's right. That waste did indeed die by my hand!"

He thought back to the events of a year ago at Heavenly State Jiu Ling Mountain.

In those days, the Gu Jinpeng Family had allied with several major factions, using every possible means to try and kill him.

That useless Jin Shengpeng had been particularly annoying, constantly posturing in front of him until Yang Luo finally ended his life.