Gods of the Nation: You worship the God of Longevity, I worship the King of Hell!

Chapter 40 Now that you have seen me, why not bow!
歘! ! !
With a flick of his finger, Song Hao instantly captured everyone's attention.

On the steps, Lu Chen's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously squinted his eyes.

"You want to spar with me?"

"That's right, Lu. It's just a friendly spar, not a fight to the death. I imagine you've just entered the first rank and are eager to test your strength, right?"

Song Hao could no longer suppress the sneer on his face; his mouth stretched almost to his ears.

He clenched his fist, and his knuckles immediately made a cracking, teeth-grinding sound.

The surging magical power within his body gave him unprecedented confidence.

"Finally, this moment has arrived!"

"Today, I, Song Hao, will settle all scores, old and new!"

"Song Hao! What are you doing causing trouble! Don't you know what kind of occasion this is? Get off the stage!"

A sharp shout rang out.

The principal's face turned ashen, and he reprimanded him sternly.

This troublemaker is one thing to do when he's incompetent, but on this important day, he dares to be so presumptuous in front of the city lord and so many leaders!
They simply don't respect him as the principal.

"Principal, the rules are set, and it works for others, so why can't it work for me?"

Song Hao stood his ground: "It's just a friendly spar, I won't kill you, what are you afraid of?"

Having finally seized this opportunity, how could Song Hao possibly let it go?

Aren't you, Lu Chen, supposed to be awesome?

50% service to God?

That's impressive!

I'm fighting against the elite!

Song Hao was determined to beat Lu Chen to a pulp today.

Let everyone see clearly, so what if the level of serving the gods is high?
In this world, might makes right!

Even if a mere auxiliary deity has a high level of service to the gods, they are destined to be a lamb to the slaughter or a dog driven by other powerful figures in this life.

It's nothing!
"Song Hao, have you no shame?!" Li Ruoyi finally couldn't hold back and cursed at Song Hao.

"You worship Kui Mulang, and follow the path of martial arts combat! Lu Chen worships the God of Wealth, and is an assistant in the path of literature! Your challenge to spar with him is clearly a way to settle personal scores!"

"Ruoyi, you're wrong about that." Song Hao feigned grievance, but a sly glint flashed in his eyes: "What personal grudge could Lu have against me? We're loving classmates! It was just a friendly spar, why the big reaction? Don't forget, we're spiritual practitioners now! Can we refuse every challenge in the future?"

"You...!" Li Ruoyi was speechless for a moment, unable to refute.

This time, Song Hao really hit the snake where it hurts.

They occupied the moral high ground.

"What, Lu Chen?" Song Hao fixed his gaze on his target again, his laughter unrestrained and arrogant.
"Scared? You and I are both of the first rank, with comparable strength. What do you have to be afraid of? You are a genius with 50% Divine Servant level! I, Song Hao, am only 3.5%, not even a fraction of your level! I should be the one who is afraid."

He pointed directly at the audience: "Do you dare to have a friendly spar? Give me a straight answer! I saw you were quite bold and imposing when you accepted the mission just now, weren't you?"

……

At the same time, City Lord Yu Feng, who had been observing coldly, turned his head slightly and asked, "Principal Zhang, do those two... have a grudge?"

Principal Zhang quickly leaned closer and lowered his voice: "Your Honor, Song Hao is a notorious troublemaker at our No. 3 Middle School. He usually likes to bully the weak. Before today, Lu Chen was always the quiet type, which is exactly the kind of person Song Hao likes to bully."

Unexpectedly, Lu Chen made a stunning debut today, stealing the spotlight. Song Hao is probably feeling resentful, so he's using this as an excuse to vent his frustration.

"Oh? You dare to play these kinds of tricks right in front of me? That's pretty audacious."

Yu Feng's lips curled into a meaningful smile.

"Yes, sir, this boy comes from a rather complicated family background, and influenced by what he's been around, he's picked up quite a few bad habits..."

"Then why did you keep letting it go?" Yu Feng glanced at him sideways.

Principal Zhang's forehead was beaded with cold sweat: "Sir, you've misunderstood. Although this kid is arrogant, he hasn't done anything truly heinous, so the school..."

"If that day really comes, can you take responsibility?" Yu Feng's tone was calm, but it made Principal Zhang tremble and bow repeatedly to admit his mistake.

Yu Feng stopped looking at him and took a step forward.

"Student Lu." His voice wasn't loud, but it instantly silenced the noise in the room.

All eyes turned to them again.

Yu Feng smiled and said, "According to the rules, you really can't refuse Song's suggestion to spar."

Upon hearing this, a flash of wild joy crossed Song Hao's eyes.

"However! If you really don't want to spar with him, then I'll make the decision. The sparring will be canceled. I don't think this young Song will have much of an objection, right?"

Yu Feng's eyes sharpened.

Song Hao felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, as if his whole body was frozen.

Is this... a threat to him?!
Damn!

The city lord indeed treats this guy differently.

The situation is better than people.

Although unwilling, Song Hao could only swallow hard and clasp his hands in a fist, saying, "It's all up to you, sir... However, the sparring can be skipped, but he must apologize to me!"

"apologize?"

"He called me an idiot this morning! I can't stand it!"

puff!

Suddenly, he said that.

The surrounding crowd immediately burst into laughter.

"Song Hao, this is just using your position to settle personal scores!" Li Ruoyi said angrily.

"Ruoyi, whatever you say goes. He insulted me, shouldn't he apologize?"

"What about the times you used to pick fights with him?"

"I didn't care before! I'm only concerned about today. If he doesn't agree, then let's have a spar! We'll do it by the rules!"

Song Hao got annoyed by the questions, so he simply said whatever he thought.

"It seems that Song is very confident in his abilities."

Yu Feng said with a smile.

Song Hao stiffened his neck and clasped his hands in a fist salute: "My lord, I know my strength is nothing in your eyes, but I am more than confident that I can deal with him!"

As he spoke, he looked at Lu Chen again, gritted his teeth and laughed, "Lu Chen, is this an apology or a friendly spar? Just give me a straight answer, can you stop beating around the bush!"

"That's right, Lu Chen, don't be a coward!"

"Let's have a spar! Let's fight him!"

"What are you afraid of? We support you!"

The students on and off the stage all joined in the commotion.

The conflict stemmed from a mix of harsh criticism and excessive praise.

To be honest, Lu Chen stole all the limelight today, and there are many people who are unhappy with him.

Now someone is leading the charge to try and undermine his prestige.

These students, always eager for a good show, couldn't wait for Lu Chen to agree. As soon as he agreed...

Based on their current strength, Song Hao, who worships Doubu Kui Mulang, should be able to take down Lu Chen with at most two punches, if not one.

Just thinking about how this once-unrivaled legend of No. 3 Middle School is about to be utterly crushed is unbearable.

Many people are incredibly excited about it.

He realized that he seemed to have incurred the wrath of the masses.

Amidst the surging noise, Lu Chen, standing on the steps, shook his head.

"It's true what they say, it's easier to see the King of Hell than to deal with his underlings. Fine then... let's make our move. Let's finish this once and for all, so we don't have to deal with this kind of trouble again in the future."

"What did you say?" Song Hao asked, seeing that he was muttering to himself for a long time and he couldn't hear him at all.

"I said... as you wish!"

Upon hearing this, Song Hao's face lit up with joy. Damn it, they've finally taken the bait!

"Okay! Let's find a more spacious place!"

“No need.” Lu Chen stepped back onto the platform. “Let’s stay here.”

"This? I can't use it properly?"

“Do you think…” A sinister smile suddenly appeared on Lu Chen’s face: “Do you still have a chance to show your skills?”

Song Hao felt a chill run down his spine as he was stared at by that smile, and a nameless fear gripped him.

Before he could speak.

"Boom!!!"

A deep, muffled thunderclap suddenly exploded across the sky without warning!

The sky suddenly darkened.

Everyone looked up.

Suddenly, the once clear sky was swallowed up by a thick, dark cloud that appeared out of nowhere!
The sunlight was completely blocked, and the world suddenly became dark!

"This is?"

In an instant, Yu Feng, Zhang Xiao, and the others realized something was wrong.

A chill ran through him, and he looked at Lu Chen again.

His pupils suddenly contracted!
Lu Chen stood still, his robes billowing in the wind without any breeze!

But the next second!
A thick, inky black aura surged wildly from his body, swirling and rising, instantly transforming into a black tornado connecting heaven and earth, its violent aura sweeping in all directions!

"Netherworld energy!!" Yu Feng's pupils dilated instantly: "How...how can he possess the divine power of the King of Hell?"

This sudden change made the whole world seem to be put on pause.

A chilling, oppressive aura swept across the entire playground in an instant!

Like an invisible giant hand covered in frost, it gripped everyone's heart tightly!

At this moment, everyone's pupils reflected a scene that could become a lifelong nightmare!

On the high platform, one could see...

"Boom!"

With each step Lu Chen took...

The moment the foot landed, the wooden tabletop covered with red carpet groaned under the weight, and countless wood chips and dust were shaken into the air!

What's even more chilling is that the thick, dark aura swirling around his hair seems to have a life of its own, urging his hair to grow wildly!

In the blink of an eye, his originally neat buzz cut had transformed into a head of wild, black hair that reached his waist!

"Boom—Crack!!!"

Blinding lightning tore through the dark sky, followed by deafening thunder.

A surge of yin energy rose into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds!
At this moment, Lu Chen seemed like a demon lord who had stepped out of the boundless purgatory and descended to the mortal world.

On the back of his hand, the Yama's Decree was dripping crimson, as if it had come alive, casting a huge, twisted, terrifying ghostly shadow behind him, filled with endless resentment and the aura of death!
In an instant, the area within dozens of meters of Lu Chen seemed to transform into a ghostly realm, with howling winds and faint cries of wailing ghosts echoing through the air. The air was icy cold and filled with an aura of death and terror.

"A dual-god worshipper?! He actually possesses the inheritance of the Underworld King Yama! And this aura... it's at the peak of the first rank, perfectly flawless! So he had already reached the first rank long ago!"

Yu Feng stared intently at the figure, his eyes blazing with an unprecedented fanaticism, repeatedly chanting, "This kid...this kid!!"

Meanwhile, Principal Zhang and the others beside him were already pale and their legs were weak.

"boom!!"

Song Hao, who was directly in the brunt of the attack, was now utterly terrified!

Under the terrifying pressure, his knees finally buckled, and he collapsed onto the stage like a lump of mud.

His face was no longer smug or arrogant as before, only filled with extreme fear and despair.

Looking at Lu Chen, who was walking towards them step by step, with his long hair dancing wildly, his eyes bloodshot, and his body surrounded by dark energy, he looked like the King of Hell himself had arrived.

After a series of violent convulsions, Song Hao finally let out a heart-wrenching scream:

"A ghost! A ghost!! Help!!"

He frantically crawled backward, using both hands and feet, tears streaming down his face.

However, the tangible underworld energy was like a cold, venomous snake, coiling around his ankle, and no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't move an inch!
Lu Chen tilted his head slightly, his scarlet eyes looking down at the ants at his feet.

The sound seemed to come from the deepest depths of hell, echoing heavily.

"Didn't you want war, Song Hao!?"

"what!!!!!!!!!"

Song Hao was so frightened that his eyes bulged out, and he let out a shrill, inhuman scream.

Then, with a "splatter" sound, a pool of filthy yellow liquid quickly spread from under his buttocks, and a pungent stench immediately filled the cold air.

Lu Chen frowned slightly.

This scared you half to death?
He averted his gaze in disgust and swept it across the audience again.

At this moment, the student elites who were originally making a fuss were also so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, their faces pale, trembling, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

"Who else dares to challenge me!"

Seeing Lu Chen's divine power sweep over.

The students were so frightened that they waved their hands repeatedly, their voices trembling with tears, their spirits on the verge of collapse.

"No, no! We wouldn't dare!"

"Since you don't dare..."

Lu Chen's voice suddenly rose, and he opened his arms wide, as if thousands of wronged souls were roaring in unison, shaking the universe:

"Now that I have seen you—"

"Why not worship?!"

　This chapter completely drained me.

　　I'll take a break and see if I can write another chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)