King of Gods
chapter-1244

Shi Weinan stared gloomily at Zhao Feng. Earlier, Zhao Feng caused him to lose all face before many worker disciples. After that moment, Shi Weinan began to use his connections with the periphery disciples so that a periphery disciple would come and teach Zhao Feng a lesson. By doing this, he could recover his dignity and also intimidate the worker disciples.

The long-faced youth was a periphery disciple of the Spiritual Race with the cultivation of a Rank One Quasi-God. The other periphery disciples in the area who had come to see Zhao Feng for themselves saw that the long-faced youth was going to move, so they ceased chattering and prepared to watch the show.

"Today, I'll have you experience the power of a periphery disciple!" The long-faced youth circulated his Divine Power and transformed into a white light that instantly appeared next to Zhao Feng.

Boom!

As the youth punched, a fist of white Divine Power exploded forth.

"Look, that's Divine Power!"

"A periphery disciple… how strong!"

The worker disciples couldn't hide the admiration and respect in their eyes as they watched.

Pop! Hisss!

Just when the long-faced youth's fist was about to hit Zhao Feng, Zhao Feng's entire body began to crackle with electricity as he shot to the side.

"Eh? The kid managed the dodge it!" The muscular man was somewhat surprised.

"Heh, that kid has to have some strength if he can dominate the worker disciples!" The green-skinned man next to him gave a sinister chuckle.

In his view, Zhao Feng was probably a Rank One Quasi-God. Unless he possessed some profound movement technique, he would never be able to dodge the long-faced youth's attack.

The long-faced youth, seeing that his first attack did not succeed, immediately continued his assault. Explosions rang out as white rays of light gouged out shallow pits in the crystalline ground.

But none of these attacks were able to hit Zhao Feng.

"Kid, do you only know how to dodge!?" the long-faced youth furiously barked.

As a periphery disciple, he challenged a worker disciple. If he wasn't able to do anything to this worker disciple, what face would he still have to continue standing among the ranks of the periphery disciples?

"You want me to stop dodging? Alright." Zhao Feng's eyes focused.

Rumble!

With a boom, Zhao Feng rushed to the back of the long-faced youth and punched. Caught off guard, the youth was sent flying dozens of feet before crashing into the ground.

The surroundings instantly fell silent. No one had expected for Zhao Feng to defeat this periphery disciple in a single blow.

"You… you sneak-attacked me!" The long-faced youth went red in the face as he shouted.

It was far too shameful to be defeated in a single blow by a worker disciple, and this was the only excuse he could find.

"That's right, Zhao Feng sneak-attacked him. Otherwise, how could he defeat a periphery disciple!?" Shi Weinan immediately agreed.

Everyone could see that Zhao Feng was too fast, allowing him to immediately get behind the long-faced youth and defeat him. The crowd gradually came around to this reason.

"Brother Chen, Brother Zhao, let's work together and capture this shameless fellow!" Seeing that the crowd believed his excuse, the long-faced youth immediately requested help from the other periphery disciples.

Whether or not Zhao Feng had actually sneak-attacked him, the power of that fist was tremendous, so the long-faced youth judged that he was no match for Zhao Feng. However, he needed to defeat Zhao Feng today, no matter what methods he had to resort to!

"Okay." The green-skinned youth agreed and charged in.

"Hmph! A worker disciple dares to act so brazenly!?" The muscular youth threw his massive girth at Zhao Feng as he shouted.

The two of them were already sick of looking at Zhao Feng. Now that Zhao Feng had defeated the long-faced youth – a periphery disciple just like them – they were even more displeased.

"Three periphery disciples are attacking together!" a worker disciple yelped in surprise.

No matter how strong Zhao Feng was, he was probably finished this time.

Some of the nearby periphery disciples felt this sight to be rather shameful and lowered their heads in preparation to leave. Three periphery disciples attacking one worker disciple was simply too shameful. In their view, Zhao Feng's defeat was certain, and there was no need to keep watching.

But before they could leave, they heard shrill screams ringing in their ears. To their shock and surprise, these screams seemed to belong to their fellow periphery disciples.

What they saw was Zhao Feng traveling between the trio like a lightning bolt.

Bang!

With a single punch, the long-faced youth was sent flying backward again. Another punch had the muscular youth eating dirt. The final punch flew forth!

The three periphery disciples were all knocked to the ground.

At this moment, all the surrounding spectators were frozen to their spots in shock. Even the three periphery disciples that Zhao Feng just defeated had incredulous looks on their faces.

Two of them were Rank One Quasi-Gods and the other was a Rank One True God. Anyone who could so easily defeat them had to be at least a Rank Two, but how could Zhao Feng possibly be that strong?

While their minds were still reeling, Zhao Feng began to walk toward the long-faced youth.

"No…"

The long-faced youth was ready to say something when Zhao Feng kicked him. He wanted to block, but he was helpless; a weight as heavy as a mountain sent his body flying hundreds of feet.

Zhao Feng then went to the muscular youth and kicked him as well, breaking many of the bones in his body.

Finally, Zhao Feng came to the green-skinned youth.

"You would dare? You would dare injure me? Do you know who my cousin- ah!" The green-skinned spat out a vicious threat at Zhao Feng, but Zhao Feng stomped on his body.

After this stomp, Zhao Feng began to kick him. Only when all the venomous hatred in the youth's eyes vanished did Zhao Feng finally stop.

"You can all scram now!" Zhao Feng coldly barked.

The worker disciples all scattered, and the periphery disciples left. The area around Zhao Feng's hut was finally quiet.

"This is no good. As a worker disciple, I have no privacy!" Zhao Feng's eyes became pensive.

While he was cultivating, these Quasi-Gods and True Gods brazenly scanned his hut with their Divine Senses. Someone with a stronger Divine Sense could even discover the secret of Zhao Feng's Spacetime Robe.

"I guess I'll have to use a few tricks," Zhao Feng softly muttered.

Zhao Feng headed for Attendant Liu's palace.

Attendant Liu was standing in front of the entrance, his expression stern and solemn as he looked at Zhao Feng.

"You shouldn't have injured the periphery disciples, particularly that Zhao Hongyi!" Attendant Liu coldly rebuked.

Although Zhao Feng had put on an astonishing performance, the periphery disciples he injured would definitely be coming back. The Zhao Hongyi that Attendant Liu referred to was the green-skinned youth, and he had an older cousin who was an outstanding inner disciple.

The highest status disciples in the Spiritual Race were the core disciples. These people either had the bloodline of the Spiritual Race or were extremely outstanding geniuses. Beneath them were the inner disciples. Although the inner disciples were inferior to the core disciples in status, some of them were actually even stronger than the core disciples.

Attendant Liu originally planned to promote Zhao Feng to periphery disciple after a few months, but this seemed impossible now.

"Haaa, I was helpless. If I didn't defeat them, those three might have killed me!" Zhao Feng put on a helpless expression, but as his golden eye locked onto Attendant Liu, a violet-gold mist appeared in it.

Attendant Liu began to appear confused, and when he looked at Zhao Feng again, he appeared to be a little more empathetic.

"Attendant Liu, I want to become a periphery disciple. Only then can I have the strength to protect myself and avoid getting into even more trouble."

Zhao Feng continued to stare at Attendant Liu as the illusory mist in his left eye grew even thicker. A profound Soul energy began to seep into Attendant Liu's mind.

Attendant Liu was just the manager of these worker disciples and was only a Rank Two True God. He was incapable of resisting Zhao Feng's illusion arts.

Of course, Zhao Feng was not directly controlling Attendant Liu, only subtly guiding him so as to avoid being discovered if someone decided to investigate this matter.

"Mm, that's all that can be done." Attendant Liu nodded.

"Many thanks, Attendant Liu!" Zhao Feng smiled and returned to his own hut.

Just as predicted, the news of Zhao Feng defeating the periphery disciples was soon spread throughout the Spiritual Race. A few periphery disciples wanted to immediately go and kill Zhao Feng, but when they learned that Zhao Feng had easily defeated three periphery disciples, they fell silent. Perhaps only the top three periphery disciples would be able to deal with Zhao Feng.

It wasn't long before an even more astonishing piece of news spread through the periphery disciples.

"Zhao Feng was promoted to periphery disciple this month!"

Many periphery disciples had been discussing how to deal with Zhao Feng because the Spiritual Race didn't care about the life or death of a single worker disciple. But now, Zhao Feng was also a periphery disciple!

As this matter drew more and more discussion, it finally attracted the notice of many inner disciples.

More than seventy percent of the male inner disciples were hoping to court Zhao Yufei. A person who was also after Zhao Yufei became a worker disciple to do so, and he even managed to work his way to becoming a periphery disciple, so he would naturally attract their interest.

One day, Zhao Feng moved into a residence meant for a periphery disciple.

Periphery disciples were given a palace hall for their own use. The Heaven Earth Yuan Qi of this place was twice as concentrated as it was in the area inhabited by worker disciples.

Only by becoming a periphery disciple could one truly be considered to have entered the Spiritual Race and thus obtain its protection.

"This person was the one who defeated three periphery disciples!"

"He must be a genius of some other faction of the Ziling Zone. For the sake of pursuing Zhao Yufei, he was willing to become a worker disciple! It's not strange at all for someone of his strength to become a periphery disciple!"

Some nearby periphery disciples began to comment on and criticize Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng ignored these people and headed into his palace.

At this moment, cries of surprise and shock came from in front of Zhao Feng.

"Big Bro Pan Hao!"

"Big Bro Pan Hao, how did you find the time to come here?"

Many periphery disciples began to respectfully greet a certain youth.

Zhao Feng could see that this youth was wearing the uniform of an inner disciple. His nose was rather flat, his eyes and mouth were rather large, and his skin had an oily sheen. Overall, he appeared rather comical.

This inner disciple called Pan Hao was currently looking right at Zhao Feng as he slowly walked over.

"You should be Zhao Feng, right?" Pan Hao gave Zhao Feng an interested look as he bluntly asked.

I just became a periphery disciple, and an inner disciple is already paying me a visit? Zhao Feng was rather surprised.

Inner disciples had an extremely high status in the Spiritual Race, and Zhao Feng only just became a periphery disciple, so he didn't want to make too big of a ruckus.

But if an inner disciple really wanted to try something with him, Zhao Feng would not be polite.

"Haha, kid, you're really interesting. Bold and crazy! This Pan Hao admits defeat!" Pan Hao chortled, his eyes shining with praise.

Zhao Feng's face froze, the situation not turning out as he predicted.

The nearby periphery disciples had also believed that Pan Hao came to make trouble for Zhao Feng, but his words left their minds reeling.

Pan Hao followed Zhao Feng into Zhao Feng's new residence.

"Although I admire your daring and courage, you don't have a chance with Zhao Yufei," Pan Hao bluntly stated, his tone indicating that he wasn't joking and was quite serious.

"You have no idea; almost all the outstanding inner disciples are after Zhao Yufei. Of course, they also don't have a chance. The only people with even a hope of being with Zhao Yufei are the core disciples. That's right – I heard you crippled Zhao Hongyi. His older cousin is one of the most outstanding inner disciples, a Rank Four True God…"