The news of defeating Zhanxiao City quickly spread throughout the entire Dingtian City.
In a short time, the residents of the Immortal City were overjoyed.
For this New City Lord, who had just arrived a day ago, they quickly became supportive at the speed of light.
Anyone who dared to say anything bad or mention the former City Lord would be on the receiving end of furious scolding.
No choice, with such strength, he could lead everyone to better days.
The increase in Power of Rules and Immortal Yuan Qi in the city was proof.
The experts cultivating inside experienced faster breakthroughs.
Throughout the day, Thunder Tribulations continued.
Meanwhile, the busy Sect Leader Jiang was pondering the next ’grand development plan’.
To ensure the two kids could eat meat, he definitely had to let them off for a round in the first two matches.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t even make it to the third round; the best of three would end prematurely.
But the issue was, at this rate, he, the City Lord, would be ’overworked’.
To squeeze into the top ten, he had to win a hundred matches.
Brother Cheng commented that he had never fought as many battles in his life.
Especially with only one opportunity for a Critical Strike per day, he’d need to complete it in 100 days.
Although the spoils could earn back the Points spent on the Critical Strike several times over, it was exhausting.
He pondered for a long time, unable to come up with a good way to conserve effort.
"Alas, I’m just destined for hard work."
If this word got out, other cities might be exasperated.
We spent hundreds of years, working ourselves half to death, with thousands exhausting their utmost efforts, only winning a few dozen matches.
Some cities even had negative records.
You, on the other hand, can win 100 times in 100 days, only needing to make a move once a day, yet still not satisfied?
If it were anyone else, they’d wake up laughing from their dreams.
Time quickly arrived at the second day; Critical Strike cooldown was up, and he clicked on the Ascension Chart again.
He browsed and selected a city with 6 wins.
Within the city, there was an uproar once again.
"Is the City Lord going to battle again?"
"This time it’s Kuniu City, a city ranked within the top million!"
"There are nine Profound Immortals on the opposing side, how can we fight?"
"No matter how strong the City Lord is, it won’t work, the second round will surely be unbearable."
Those ordinary residents didn’t know Brother Cheng would directly forfeit the second round.
If they knew, their expressions would be more fascinating.
"The City Lord is great everywhere, just a bit overly ambitious."
"Yeah, challenges should be gradual. We’re at 3 wins now, we can easily pick a 0-win city, it’s more secure this way."
In the Ascension Battle space, amid the city’s discussions, the battle proceeded leisurely.
As usual, Brother Cheng took the lead, winning the first match with a tenfold Critical Strike.
Along the way, he plundered all the opponent’s collections.
Then forfeited the second round.
Finally, Ah Huang and Xiaobai joined forces, taking on two opponents, winning another match.
This time, unlike the last, these siblings were much stronger than in the previous round.
It seemed they had become stronger after devouring Zhanxiao City’s Essence Core.
And in the match against Kuniu City, the two siblings unsurprisingly divided and devoured the opponent’s Essence Core again.
Thus their power advanced further.
As for the opposing Kuniu City, it unfortunately became the second Immortal City in history where the Ascension Platform collapsed.
After gaining this victory, Dingtian City achieved four wins.
Due to the many Immortal Cities with the same record in the low-win bracket, just one more win propelled the ranking forward by over two million places.
When this ’family of three’ returned to Dingtian City, discussions were still ongoing below.
Many were anxious, worried about losing a match and having the Power of Rules taken back.
And at that moment, the Ascension Platform returned to the city.
The crowd immediately felt the presence of the Power of Rules increased by fifty percent compared to before, and the concentration of Immortal Yuan Qi also increased by forty percent.
To be honest, considering the cultivation environment in Dingtian City, it could already rank in the top ten in the Lower Immortal Realm.
After all, others winning a match increased the Power of Rules by one percent, while theirs was fifty percent.
This significant change left everyone frozen in place.
"How did the improvement increase so much again?"
"We won! We really won!"
"On the Ascension Chart, Dingtian City is already at four wins, ranking at 2,585,343!"
"My gosh, this is simply a leap!"
"It’s incredible, that they could even defeat a City with six wins!"
They just couldn’t figure it out.
Clearly, our lineup is so weak, even less than the former City Lord’s Immortal Martial Army, how did we defeat the six-win city?
"Who cares how, as long as we win!"
"Yes, as long as we win, long live the City Lord!"
The entire city plunged into revelry once again.
Inside the Ascension Platform, those cultivating opened their eyes once more.
They exchanged looks, silent beyond their shock.
Sect Leader Jiang won another round...
As elites from the Lower Realm Ten Thousand Realms, whether Bi Chang or Gui Cang Void Abyss Golden Dragon King, they were inherently very proud.
Being carried so dominantly, one or two times was fine.
But every time just made them feel incompetent.
This strongly aroused their self-esteem.
They didn’t venture out to investigate this time; everyone held a fire in their hearts.
After this stimulus, they cultivated even more zealously.
Brother Cheng waited a moment in the grand hall, but didn’t get anyone to praise his new achievements.
Couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed.
It was the two kids pulling at his pant legs from left to right.
"Daddy, hurry up and start the next battle!"
"Mommy, the opponent’s Essence Core is very helpful to us..."
Ah Huang and Xiaobai seemed to be hooked on fighting, urging him to start the next battle quickly.
Brother Cheng thought, should he also tell them about his one tenfold Critical Strike per day?
Originally, he considered using the system’s Resurrection to fight the next match after the Critical Strike was exhausted.
But he thought carefully, these were contests, not ordinary fights.
If he died, the result of the battle would be decided immediately.
The competition rules would rule that his side lost that round.
Even if he resurrected, he couldn’t change the outcome.
So now, he could only rely on the tenfold Critical Strike.
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Papa has a secret pain!
The two kids immediately looked crestfallen.
"Huh? Have to wait until tomorrow?"
"Can’t we do it today?"
Brother Cheng straightened his face: "Don’t you understand the need to balance work and rest? Continuous high-intensity combat causes muscles to accumulate a lot of lactic acid, and if you don’t relax, it will harm the body..."
He babbled a pile of stuff he himself felt was meaningless.
The two kids looked bewildered.
Just seeing that their dad seemed quite skilled, knowing all these things.
The time quickly arrived at the second day.
Sect Leader Jiang was still in dreamland when the two kids shook him awake.
"Dad, can we go fight today?"
"Let’s start challenging, we can’t wait!"
The two kids rubbed their hands, like fighting maniacs.
With the tenfold Critical Strike restored, Brother Cheng regained his confidence and naturally waved grandly.
He pulled up the chart and casually picked a seven-win Immortal City.
Thus the city boiled over again.
This time, however, the sentiment wasn’t overwhelmingly pessimistic anymore, many turned expectant.