Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 1031 - 287: Shocking Surprise!

"Who would have thought... that such a chaotic battle would have such an ending? The armies from various regions are still rushing in this direction, but they would never imagine that in the process of their arrival, those who besieged Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple have already been defeated by them."

Among the group of people secretly observing the battle, some tried to suppress the astonishment in their hearts, but how could such emotions be suppressed just by willing it so?

After all, they had witnessed with their own eyes how a team of fewer than ten people had defeated tens of thousands of elite troops in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea!

It should be noted that the Imperial City troops of the Shangwu Dynasty are definitely much more powerful than armies from other places.

These tens of thousands of elite troops from the Imperial City of the Shangwu Dynasty could be compared to a hundred thousand troops in other places.

In another dynasty, they might even be comparable to two hundred thousand, or even three hundred thousand troops.

From this, one can see just how exaggerated the feat of defeating tens of thousands of Imperial City troops truly is.

It’s extremely exaggerated!

Exaggerated to the point of seeming false.

It was as if the Shangwu Dynasty soldiers who surrounded Fan Wu and the others were purposefully cooperating with them.

But then.

If this were false, it would be even more absurd! Surely no one would defy the Imperial edict, right?

"Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple, Yan Dalong, Yan Dahu, as well as a Taoist, a woman, a man of unknown status, a bull, and a sinister coffin. Even if the bull and the coffin were counted as people, their group wouldn’t exceed ten," someone said in amazement, "This, this, these fewer than ten people actually managed to defeat tens of thousands of elite Imperial City troops?"

"To be precise... even the Yan brothers, Dahu and Dalong, were merely minor accompaniments on the scene. The real protagonist was Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple! Instead of saying that this group of people worked together to defeat tens of thousands of elite Imperial City troops, it’s more like Qiulong Temple’s Fan Wu alone defeated tens of thousands!"

"It seems there’s no mistake in saying that. The soldiers taken down by the other few add up definitely wouldn’t surpass five hundred. Only Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple, he probably killed a thousand or two at the start, and later he took down another seven or eight thousand with a single strike! In total... that’s nearly ten thousand!"

"To be honest, if this elite army of tens of thousands were surrounding a Great Clan, unless that clan requested the help of an ascended ancestor deity, not even a fly inside the Great Clan would be able to survive!"

"Gosh, is Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple even human? With that kind of power, what’s the difference between him and the deities in heaven?"

"Inconceivable! Inconceivable!"

The exaggerated combat power displayed by Fan Wu made everyone present feel an unprecedented shock and an undeniable sense of crisis. This sense of crisis lingered in everyone’s minds because they came from different factions, standing behind them were either one of the Great Clans or a sect, or perhaps even the Imperial institutions.

Originally, the undercurrents within the Imperial City did not pose a threat to these major powers. But at this moment, the sudden emergence of Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple made them acutely aware of an unprecedented crisis.

What if Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple were to have a conflict with the power behind any one of them, who among their factions could stop Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple?

This question simultaneously arose in everyone’s mind, and they couldn’t help but glance at each other, each seeing the shock and urgency in the others’ eyes.

Finally, someone couldn’t hold back anymore. They turned and left without hesitation, as they needed to report what had happened here to their backing power.

They needed to ensure that everyone within their faction was cautious, to absolutely avoid provoking Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple at such a critical juncture!

Otherwise, their entire faction could be destroyed by him alone!

After this person left without any hesitation, others finally seemed to awake from a dream; they, too, left the place anxiously, hoping to return to their factions as quickly as possible.

Especially to warn the younger generations within their forces, as these young individuals were the most likely to be arrogant and impatient, and the most prone to provoking others.

If the provoked party was someone else, it might be fine. Even provoking Yan Dalong and Yan Dahu could be grudgingly accepted.

But if the one provoked was Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple, then that was absolutely, absolutely not someone to provoke!

Provoking that guy would... lead to an ugly death!

And perhaps...

It would drag down everyone else as well!

...

Not much time had passed.

Another group of newcomers arrived at the scene; they were, astonishingly, the reinforcements of the Shangwu Dynasty’s army! This group had an even larger number of troops, amounting to over a hundred thousand, causing chaos wherever they passed, frightening the citizens of the Imperial City to the extent that they dared not leave their homes.

However, when this group arrived, they found that the situation was different from what they had imagined.

In their expectations... Yan Dalong, Yan Dahu, and an outsider named Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple, regardless of how tricky they were, could not possibly break out from the encirclement of tens of thousands of troops in such a short time.

But where were they now?

"Hey!" A young officer in luxurious armor rode over and, frowning, questioned the dispirited and morale-lacking soldiers before him, "What are you doing? Why have you dropped your weapons on the ground? And here... why are there so many people lying on the ground unable to get up? What exactly happened? Where are Yan Dalong and Yan Dahu? What about Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple? And the other cohorts?"

A soldier, his face worn with defeat, glanced up at the young officer with a look of despair and answered, "What are we doing? Naturally, we are treating the injured who can’t get up; if we don’t treat them quickly, they’ll die."

"What happened? We were simply defeated by Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple. In just the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he took down nearly ten thousand men; that guy is a monster. A monster that human power cannot compare to."

"They’ve already left towards the east, sauntering away without us daring to stop them. If you chase them at full speed, you might be able to catch up to them."

"..."

...

...