"How could this be?"
"Young Master Hun Xiu is only a Dou King? How is that possible?"
...
The onlookers stared in disbelief as Hun Xiu hovered in the sky with the help of his Dou Wings, unable to stand in the air naturally.
They murmured in shock and confusion:
"He's just a Dou King?"
This was completely at odds with what they had believed.
"If Young Master Hun Xiu is a Dou King and not a Dou Venerate, I, Hun Ri Tian, will never believe in talent again!"cried one indignant spectator.
"Right! If he's not a Dou Venerate, I, Hun Gun Gun, will never believe in love again!"
"Uhh… what does this have to do with love?"
"But seriously, how could Young Master Hun Xiu only be a Dou King?"
"Maybe he's pretending to be weaker—holding back his power to spare the other three some dignity?"
"That's probably it."
"Agreed."
"Totally makes sense."
...
After their initial disappointment, the crowd seemed to find comfort in their own explanations and began showering Hun Xiu with praise again.
Hearing the crowd's "analysis," Hun Xiu gave a bitter smile. Still, he was faintly moved.
"Even now, they refuse to believe I'm just a Dou King… Just how obsessed are they with me?"he thought, equal parts amused and touched.
But while Hun Xiu was moved, the trio of Hun Feng, Hun Yu, and Hun Huan'er were holding back a very specific word:"Idiots."
They didn't know whether they should say it aloud.
Listening to the chatter around them, the three of them looked… unwell.
They had clearly seen Hun Xiu's true strength.
And yet, the crowd refused to believe their own eyes.
"Are their brains full of holes?"they thought bitterly.
At the same time, the trio understood something else:
Hun Xiu's reputation in the clan was now sky-high—blazing like the noonday sun.
Compared to him, they were mere footnotes in the younger generation.
And honestly—
That felt terrible.
If Hun Xiu really had been a Dou Venerate, they could've swallowed their frustration and moved on.
But he wasn't.
He was just a Two-Star Dou King, weaker than all three of them.
And yet he had stood above them all.
They couldn't accept it.
Hun Feng stepped forward, his voice low:
"Hun Xiu, don't blame me. I'm very interested in winning this clan tournament."
"If you must blame someone—blame yourself for showing off."
Floating in the air, Hun Xiu's white robes danced in the wind. His Dou Qi surged into a storm.
He put away his wooden sword and said with airy confidence:
"Come on. I'm not looking down on you three, but today I won't even use a sword.I'll beat you barehanded."
Hun Yu couldn't take it anymore.
His Dou Qi flared:
"Hun Xiu, you're arrogant.If you were a Dou Venerate, we'd back off without a second thought—no one would dare oppose you."
"But you're just a Two-Star Dou King!""Taking you down won't be difficult at all!"
Hun Xiu raised a middle finger and crooked it at him.
"Come at me then!Even if I'm only a Two-Star Dou King, crushing you will be as easy as squashing ants."
"The three of you can come at once.I'm not scared in the slightest."
"Arrogant!" ×3
The trio was enraged by Hun Xiu's cockiness.
They exchanged glances and nodded.
Their auras burst forth—Dou Qi surging around them as they began forming hand seals.
Heaven and earth themselves responded as natural energy rushed toward them.
Hun Feng gave a cold snort:
"Since you insist, don't blame us for what happens next."
"Three ants."Hun Xiu sneered.
But even as he taunted, he didn't delay.
His hands moved swiftly through arcane seals as the forces of heaven and earth began flooding toward him as well.
The wind howled.
His white robes fluttered, black hair danced—like an immortal ascending during tribulation.
He hovered far above—unreachable, untouchable.
As his fingers twisted through seals, Hun Xiu spoke:
"Hun Feng, Hun Yu, Hun Huan'er."
"Today, I will show you—"
"Even without a single drop of cultivation resources from the clan, even with only the strength of a Two-Star Dou King—"
"Defeating a Six-Star Dou King, a Five-Star Dou King, and another Two-Star Dou King like you—only takes one move."
"Even if all three of you attack at once, you cannot escape being crushed in a single blow."
"I, Hun Xiu, am the myth among the younger generation of the Hun Clan—an untouchable god."
"You are nothing but my backdrop.On this continent, I alone can suppress every so-called genius."
Hun Feng sneered:
"Such arrogant nonsense."
With that, he struck forward.
A giant palm print blotted out the sky, charged with world-shattering force.
"Heaven-Crushing Palm!"
Hun Yu followed without hesitation.
He pointed, shouting:
"Breaking Point Finger!"
A massive finger shadow tore through the air—its power terrifying to behold.
"Frozen Heaven Palm!"
Hun Huan'er unleashed a titanic icy palm, infused with lethal cold and tremendous strength.
All three attacks surged toward Hun Xiu at once.
Yet Hun Xiu remained calm.
His tone was serene:
"A high-tier Earth-rank Dou Technique—But in your hands, it's been sullied."
"Let me show you what true Earth-tier Dou Techniques look like."
"Calamity Fist!"
He struck with his fist.
The skies trembled.
But he didn't stop there.
Another punch followed—
"Execution Fist!"
Even more terrifying than the last.
And then—
One final punch.
"Godslayer Fist.Three strikes in one—Slay gods. Cross demons.Leave no divine or ghostly force standing."
BOOM.
The three punches merged into one.
The sky itself dimmed.
BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.
The heavens and earth roared.
Heaven-Crushing Palm,Breaking Point Finger,Frozen Heaven Palm—
All were shattered to nothing by a single punch.
Splat!
All three of them vomited blood.
They had still been feeding Dou Qi into their techniques when they were obliterated.
The backlash tore through them.
Their faces went pale.
They could only stare, wide-eyed, at Hun Xiu's terrifying punch as it continued to descend.
The entire crowd was stunned—spellbound by the power of that one punch.
"That… was a Dou King's attack?"
"This is bad!"
As the referee, Elder Hun Dun saw the three youths unable to defend themselves.
His expression changed drastically.
In a flash, he appeared before them.
His Dou Qi surged as he threw a punch of his own.
BOOM!
The heavens shook.
Two fists collided.
The shockwave rolled across the battlefield.
Elder Hun Dun had no choice but to grab the three and retreat rapidly, finally landing on the high platform where Hun Tiandi and the others sat.
Only then did the destruction cease.