While pondering, a large line of text appeared before Han Wu.

[Please release your followers. The match will officially begin in three minutes.]

At the same time, Han Wu saw his opponent for the first match.

That guy was short, with dark skin, a hunched back, and he occasionally let out a sinister laugh.

"Kid, even though I can't see through your information, I can bet you're a newbie. Don't worry, Master Rat takes good care of newcomers. The match will be over soon."

As he spoke, the Rat Disciple summoned his followers with a wicked grin.

One by one, ratmen, each only half a meter tall, were summoned, numbering a staggering 300 million.

"Kid, I bet you've never seen so many followers. Scared, aren't you? If you're afraid, just give up and surrender. Once Master Rat wipes out your followers, I'll let you go. Heh heh heh." The twisted expression on the Rat Disciple's face revealed a hint of cruelty.

In response, Han Wu smiled slightly and summoned his core followers: the Locusts.

In an instant, a massive swarm of locusts flew out, covering the entire sky.

Seeing this scene, not only the Rat Disciple but even the sparse audience in the stands were dumbfounded.

"What the heck? So many! Locusts! Do these things have any combat power?"

"Elite lifeform locusts, interesting."

"This is a battle of numbers, and it's hard to say who will win."

...

The Rat Disciple's expression froze when he noticed Han Wu's followers were locusts.

He had thought that in a battle of numbers, his ratmen followers couldn't possibly lose, but he hadn't expected his opponent's followers to be even more numerous locusts.

"Heh heh heh, your core followers are actually locusts, how pitiful. Don't worry, Master Rat keeps his word; the match will be over soon." The Rat Disciple felt even more confident about this competition.

Locusts, after all, how strong could they be? Just live targets!

As the three-minute countdown ended, the match began.

The ratmen summoned by the Rat Disciple all put their hands behind their backs and took out small crossbows.

Pulling the triggers, arrows shot towards the locust swarm in the sky.

A total of 300 million arrows rained down on the locusts like a sudden storm.

Han Wu acted decisively, issuing a divine decree: "Perdition Locusts, defend."

From the mass of locusts, larger Perdition Locusts with thick shells flew out, positioning themselves in front of the other insects to meet the first wave of arrows.

Some arrows hit their shells, while many more were deflected.

The locust army suffered minimal losses.

Seeing that the first wave of arrow rain had no significant effect, the Rat Disciple grew a bit angry and ordered a continued attack.

The ratmen followers skillfully manipulated their crossbows, reloading arrows.

Han Wu continued to issue divine decrees: "Dark Curse Locusts, sneak attack!"

The Dark Curse Locusts flew, blending into the shadows, silently approaching the ratmen from behind and unleashing curses.

Sluggish curse, weakness curse, blindness curse...

Almost all the ratmen were simultaneously affected by the curses, preventing them from reloading the arrows smoothly.

Han Wu issued another divine decree: "Celestial Demon Insects, charge!"

Countless Celestial Demon Insects flew over the Perdition Locusts' defense, vibrating their wings, raising their long horns, and stabbing at the ratmen.

In an instant, many ratmen were pierced by the Celestial Demon Insects.

But being pierced was not the end.

Most of the Celestial Demon Insects were influenced by the level 1 sacred relic, the Toxic Mist Orb, and carried poison.

The toxin seeped into the bloodstream, reaching the ratmen's internal organs.

Within five seconds, a large number of ratmen perished.

The entire process took less than 20 seconds, but the casualties were quite horrific.

All the spectators could see that Han Wu's followers maintained a survival rate of 99.99%.

Meanwhile, the Rat Disciple's followers' survival rate plummeted to 42.73%.

The strength and weakness were clear at a glance.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" The Rat Disciple couldn't believe what he was seeing.

How could his ratmen army be so easily defeated?

This was the ratmen army he had cultivated at great divine power expense.

The locusts didn't understand restraint; they continued to slaughter.

In the few seconds of the Rat Disciple's hesitation, his followers' survival rate had already dropped to 31.45%.

"I concede, I surrender." The Rat Disciple cried out in distress.

In the past, he always watched others feel distressed for their followers. He never expected that today, he would be the pitiful one.

As the Rat Disciple announced his surrender, the arena descended into protection.

In the end, only 31% of the ratmen were transported back to the Rat Disciple's Divine Realm.

The locusts were also transported back to the Divine Realm. Looking at the ground covered with ratmen corpses, Han Wu couldn't help but think of summoning Skeleton Knights to turn all the corpses into skeleton soldiers.

But in the next moment, Han Wu dismissed the idea.

Because a giant magic array appeared on the arena floor, its patterns resembling Han Wu's Life Sacrifice ability, but more potent.

The ratmen corpses on the ground were absorbed by the array, eventually condensing into a piece of Divine Core fragment, which fell into Han Wu's hand.

That was Han Wu's reward for winning this match.

After being transported out of the arena, Han Wu was left speechless with shock.

It was the first time he had seen an ability similar to Life Sacrifice.

While he was marveling, Tian Wen came over, patted his shoulder, and praised, "Han Wu, well done. You won your first match with ease, and I gained a lot of divine power."

"Seeing that your followers suffered minimal losses, are you interested in participating in the second round? If you can keep winning, the Divine Core fragments you earn will be 10% more than this time."

Hearing this, Han Wu immediately agreed, "Let's continue. My followers need the experience."

After submitting the application, Han Wu's second match was registered.

Ten minutes later, the match began.

Twenty minutes later, the third match began.

...

On the thirty-second day, Han Wu achieved victory in his 184th match at the cost of sacrificing a billion Celestial Demon Insects.

The crowd erupted, with countless spectators chanting "Locust Plague."

This was the nickname the audience had given to Han Wu's followers.

This victory marked Han Wu's 89th consecutive win.

The Divine Core fragments he obtained were 8.9 times larger than usual.

Every level increase of the Divine Core required more fragments.

To upgrade from level 5 to 6, Han Wu used a total of 69 Divine Core fragments of various sizes.

After absorbing the newly obtained Divine Core fragments, his Divine Core level barely reached level 7.

As for reaching level 8, the fragments required would exceed the total used for levels six and seven combined.

"Becoming stronger is getting harder and harder," Han Wu couldn't help but sigh.

"My lucky star, what are you sighing about?" Tian Wen approached with a cheerful smile.

In these 184 matches, Tian Wen had bet a lot of divine power on Han Wu.

Han Wu had performed admirably, losing only 3 out of 184 matches.

As a result, Tian Wen won a lot of divine power, and even his gaze towards Han Wu changed.

It was as if he was looking at a golden child of fortune.

"I'm sighing about the slow pace of my Divine Core's upgrade," Han Wu replied.

Tian Wen chuckled at this, "Actually, with the strength of your followers now, you could try challenging a demigod."

Han Wu was slightly taken aback and asked, "Will the rewards increase if a divine creature challenges a demigod?"

"The rewards are ten times what you normally get for a victory," Tian Wen said without exaggeration.

"For example, if you face a demigod in your next match and win, you'll receive benefits equivalent to 90 consecutive wins multiplied by ten, which is 90 times the amount of regular Divine Core fragments."

Hearing Tian Wen's explanation, Han Wu was immediately tempted.

He looked within his Divine Realm and saw nearly 4 billion locust followers remaining.

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Han Wu felt it was necessary to challenge himself.

What if he won?