# Chapter 1381: Slap in the Face
"He appeared on the Heavenly Terrace battle platform earlier, so he must be someone from the Qi family!" A cold gleam flashed in Lin Feng's pitch-black eyes. He had been observing the battles on the thirty platforms as a bystander, and now that the fighting had been going on for a while, many hunters had emerged. This hunter who was delivering battle achievements to the Qi family youth had appeared on the Heavenly Terrace platform before, fighting against Mo Qingtian, trying to kill him.
"In that case, I won't hold back!" Lin Feng muttered to himself, a cold light flickering in his eyes. Then he stepped forward, his body descending onto the Qi family's battle platform. This scene stunned the crowd. Lin Feng had stepped onto the Qi family's platform. Was this guy planning to become the platform master?
"Sir, I've seen you before. It seems you've been defeated, yet you've stepped onto the platform again. It appears this platform allows delivering battle achievements!" Lin Feng's dark eyes fixed on the hunter, causing the hunter's gaze to stiffen. A cold, murderous glare swept over Lin Feng, filled with killing intent.
Everyone understood the rules of this game in their hearts, but Lin Feng had openly spoken them out loud. This was far too disrespectful to the Qi family.
"Victory is victory, defeat is defeat. There's no such thing as delivering battle achievements. Besides, Emperor Qi himself never stipulated that someone from a non-Martial Emperor force who has been defeated cannot step onto the platform again. Even if I lose a hundred times in a row, so what? As long as I don't die and achieve a hundred consecutive victories in the end, that's still glory!" The man coldly responded to Lin Feng, his words sharp and aggressive.
"Well said—'even if I lose a hundred times in a row, so what?' Since there can be such an unspoken rule, how interesting. I wouldn't mind delivering some battle achievements to others either!" A faint smile appeared in Lin Feng's dark eyes. He had been waiting for the other party to say that. Now everyone had seen it—the Qi family had started playing this game first. If he wanted to play it later, he would have a reason.
"That's your business, but it seems you've taken the wrong position, brother. Are you trying to become the platform master too?" The hunter sneered coldly.
"No, I haven't taken the wrong position. Because from now on, no matter who from the Qi family becomes the platform master, I will directly challenge them. That way, no one will be able to rush ahead of me to deliver battle achievements!" A cold gleam flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, his voice dripping with sarcasm, causing the hunter's gaze to turn even colder.
"Such big talk. No matter who becomes the platform master, you'll challenge them? Are you provoking the Qi family, saying we have no one capable?" The hunter's voice was icy, as if reminding the Qi family to send out a strong warrior to kill Lin Feng.
"How arrogant! It feels like this guy has some grudge against the Qi family," the crowd thought as they watched Lin Feng. Of course, they hadn't forgotten that not long ago, he had killed a member of the Qi family. That strong warrior hadn't even landed before Lin Feng had brutally slaughtered him, even demanding that the Qi family referee be replaced.
Now, he was being even more arrogant. No matter who became the Qi family's platform master, he would directly challenge them. Those words were truly audacious.
On Qi Tian Peak, behind the Blazing Sun Golden Crow, on a Sun War Chariot, Qi Qianzhu stepped forward, killing intent flashing in his divine light. He spat out four words: "I'll go kill him!"
"Why would you need to go? Let Qi Hai handle it—that's enough!" A strong warrior spoke up. If Lin Feng were there, he would recognize this person: Qi Qianzhu's elder brother, the Qi family's Invincible Sovereign Lord, Qi Qianxing.
"If Qi Hai goes, he'll just be sending himself to his death!" Qi Qianzhu said calmly, causing Qi Qianxing to raise an eyebrow. He looked at Qi Qianzhu and asked, "Why do you say that?"
"I've seen this man before. In the Divine Temple, on the seventh floor!" Qi Qianzhu's words made Qi Qianxing's gaze tremble. The Divine Temple, the seventh floor!
Qi Qianzhu had returned from the seventh floor of the Divine Temple. He knew what it meant to step onto the seventh floor—Sovereign Lord combat strength, without a doubt. If Qi Hai went, he would indeed die for certain.
Even Emperor Qi, upon hearing Qi Qianzhu's words, opened his previously closed eyes. Anyone who stepped onto the seventh floor of the Divine Temple was a true monstrous prodigy among the younger generation. That demonic cultivator was only at the Second Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm, yet he had entered the seventh floor.
"I'll go kill him!" Qi Tianxu walked over from behind, his gaze cold.
"Since he has stepped onto the seventh floor of the Divine Temple, if you go, you might die too!" Qi Qianxing spoke, causing Qi Tianxu's expression to stiffen. He had once been among the Ten Great Prodigies, yet now he was being looked down upon by his own elder. He felt humiliated in his heart. But who could he blame for not being able to step onto the seventh floor of the Divine Temple himself?
On the continent, many geniuses bloom late, while many who were once geniuses gradually fade into obscurity. Unfortunately, Qi Tianxu seemed to be the second type. Perhaps it was because he relied too heavily on his family's power in the early stages, causing him to fall behind. Or perhaps it was due to complacency and arrogance in martial arts. In any case, although Qi Tianxu's talent was still considered genius-level among ordinary people, among the monstrous prodigies, he had become mediocre. Hou Qinglin, who had once been among the Ten Great Prodigies alongside him, could now kill warriors at the Eighth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm. This fact often stabbed at Qi Tianxu's heart like a thorn.
"Father, should we have His Majesty investigate who this person is?" Qi Qianxing whispered beside Emperor Qi. If warriors from other forces heard him address Emperor Qi this way, they would be shocked. In the Eight Wastelands, only the older generation knew that Qi Qianxing was Emperor Qi's own son. Qi Tianxu and the others were several generations behind Qi Qianxing, with a huge gap in seniority.
Of course, Emperor Qi couldn't have just one son. He had many offspring, and each child was born at very different times. For example, Qi Tianxu was the descendant of Emperor Qi's eldest son, while Qi Qianxing was the son of a later wife. As for Qi Qianzhu, he was Emperor Qi's youngest son. Both Qi Qianxing and Qi Qianzhu were true direct blood descendants of the Martial Emperor.
"We'll talk about that later. First, send someone at the Sixth Layer to test him. Once he kills one person, he will naturally leave the battle platform!" Emperor Qi said calmly.
"Very well!" Qi Qianxing nodded slightly, then turned and walked toward the Sun Flame War Chariot behind him. Moments later, a strong warrior at the Sixth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm descended from Qi Tian Peak, landing on the battle platform, and coldly stared at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng looked up slightly, glancing at the void. Seeing Qi Qianzhu standing there, a cold smile appeared in his eyes. Was sending someone to die useful?
"Boom!" Lin Feng stomped on the battle platform, his body shooting into the sky. Terrifying killing intent surged in his eyes as he roared, "Die!"
The power of the Death Curse erupted in an instant. The man's eyes trembled, a gray aura appearing on his face as if he had been struck by the power of a curse.
"Kill!" The Demonic Slaughter Fist shot into the clouds. The man twisted his body, head down, and punched toward Lin Feng, unleashing the Sky-Rending Overlord Fist.
"Crack!" Space shattered. The Demonic Slaughter Fist soared into the clouds, seeming to clash with the Sky-Rending Overlord Fist, both on the verge of breaking apart.
"Kill! Kill! Kill…" Lin Feng roared continuously, the power of the Demon Curse invading upward, trembling inside the opponent's mind. Fist after fist of the Demonic Slaughter Fist pierced through heaven and earth, charging into the void, filled with an undying aura, growing stronger and stronger.
The Qi family warrior's expression suddenly changed drastically, turning pale. He tried to step with the Void Step to dodge, but the Demonic Slaughter Fist had already arrived. With a loud boom, his head exploded. He was dead!
Then, the undying Demonic Slaughter Fist pierced through his body, causing it to burst apart. Demonic energy surged into the clouds, lingering without dispersing—domineering, arrogant, and unstoppable.
Watching Lin Feng stand proudly in the void, exuding a domineering and overbearing aura, the crowd felt their hearts tremble slightly. This demonic cultivator was terrifying. Killing members of the Qi family was like slaughtering pigs and dogs—no restraint, no fear, bold beyond measure. This was a demonic cultivator. A demon did whatever he pleased.
The Qi family hunter had not yet left. Watching Lin Feng brutally kill a Qi family warrior, his expression turned quite ugly, his gaze growing colder, killing intent seeping out.
After a moment, Lin Feng's battle record increased by one. But the crowd noticed that Lin Feng was still standing on the battle platform, proudly in the void, showing no sign of leaving.
"Are you going to be the platform master?" the referee asked Lin Feng calmly. Although his heart was cold, he forced himself to remain calm. Emperor Qi had already spoken. If he showed any emotional bias, all thirty Qi family referees would be executed. Emperor Qi had said this in front of all the emperors—there was no way it could be false. He would follow through.
"He still won't get lost!" On Qi Tian Peak, the crowd saw Lin Feng still standing there, their expressions turning ugly.
"I'll go kill him!" Qi Qianzhu's gaze was icy. Since this guy had stepped onto the seventh floor of the Divine Temple, he would still kill him.
"Wait!" Qi Qianxing waved his hand. "Let's hear how he answers first!"
Lin Feng looked up at the referee, shook his head with a cold smile, and said, "I won't be the platform master. But no matter who the next platform master is from the Qi family, I will do the same as before—directly challenge them. That way, no one can get ahead of me!"
As Lin Feng spoke, his cold gaze swept over the hunter.
"Arrogant! This guy is too arrogant! He completely disregards the Qi family!" The crowd felt their blood boiling. After killing one person, Lin Feng was still the same as before—no matter who became the platform master, he would fight. Wasn't this treating the Qi family as if they had no one? No matter who the Qi family sent, he would take them on, directly challenging them. How domineering!
"I'll go!" The hunter stepped forward, wanting to ascend the battle platform. But then he saw Lin Feng's mocking expression and halted his step.
"I said no matter who from the Qi family, I will directly challenge them. You got angry and immediately said 'I'll go.' Can I understand that you are a member of the Qi family?" Lin Feng's eyes turned cold, staring straight at him. The hunter's heart trembled, his expression turning ugly. When he heard Lin Feng say he would challenge any Qi family member, he had been so angry that he had stepped forward as if it were only natural—because he was indeed a member of the Qi family.
"Haha! The Qi family, the hosts, what fine methods!" A rolling voice spread through the space, filled with strong sarcasm.
"The hosts set the rules, saying that only Martial Emperor forces can be platform masters. Yet they secretly let their family members mingle among the crowd. How ridiculous, how ridiculous!" The mocking voice continued. It was a sound wave technique, impossible to trace who was speaking. But everyone heard it clearly, drawing the attention of those nearby. The Qi family members on Qi Tian Peak felt their faces burning.
All forces were exploiting loopholes in the rules—everyone knew that. But the Qi family, as the hosts, had been caught red-handed. That was a different matter altogether. It was utterly shameful!