Best Young Master

Chapter 1949: Chapter 1814: Fulfilling the Promise

The competition continues!

The skull in the void flashed again, casting down two beams of light, selecting two people as opponents.

Both erupted with intense War Intent and then flew onto the platform, engaging in a fierce battle.

Divine Radiance split the sky, Death Qi spread, Demon Light dazzled, and the aura of Destruction permeated the entire Heavenly Demon Platform, making it impossible to see the figures of the two.

Only Ye Fan and a few others could see the scene through the Demon Cloud.

The two fought desperately for a full thirty minutes, the heavens and earth were battered, the Heavenly Demon Platform glowed brightly; if it weren’t for a mysterious Forbidden barrier blocking the aftermath, those around the Heavenly Demon Platform might have had to use Demon Techniques to defend themselves.

"Bang!"

One of them flew across, their eyes quickly dimmed, and then their body was torn apart, dying a violent death!

Defeat means death!

This selection trial is extremely cruel and bloody, leaving one horrified!

Soon, the first round of Ye Fan’s group came to an end, with the original ten now down to only five!

Among these five, apart from Ye Fan, each exuded a strong evil aura, as if Asuras emerged from the underworld.

Ye Fan remained calm and unperturbed, caring little for the upcoming competitions!

Influenced by him, Zi Huan also brimmed with confidence in the following matches!

She firmly believed no one could stop Ye Fan’s steps towards the top ten.

"Group ten, take a break, next is group nine, please City Lord initiate the Holy Artifact!"

After the blood-stained battle-armored You Shaocong calmly stepped down from the Heavenly Demon Platform, the voice of the formidable elder sounded again.

Whoosh!

The City Lord, Ancient Demon King, smiled slightly and flicked his fingers, sending a beam of Demon Light into the massive skull in the void.

Whoosh!

The massive skull flickered with Black Gold-like light, and then two beams fell, landing on the strongest scions of the Ninth Family, Mu Tianhe and another young man.

The light flashed and disappeared, and Mu Tianhe immediately exuded an imposing aura, sharp as an unsheathed sword, filled with murderous intent.

At the same time, another young strong person also unleashed a fierce aura, as if a Wilderness Fierce Beast had awakened.

"Swoosh!"

The two appeared almost simultaneously on the Heavenly Demon Platform, their fierce War Intent materialized, clashing viciously, as if a hurricane swept across the platform.

Even before the match began, they had a confrontation of invisible War Intent.

Mu Tianhe stood still, eyes unblinking, maintaining his sharp edge, his gaze like an eagle’s, fixed on his opponent.

Meanwhile, his opponent’s face changed, stepping back two steps to steady himself, his expression turning ugly.

Without a hand raised, just in the pre-fight War Intent clash, he had already fallen behind, making this battle extremely tough, likely with no good outcome.

The reason was simple; at their level, genuine martial arts techniques and secret techniques made little difference — the quality of martial arts and secret techniques between opponents was quite similar.

The real battle was about momentum, War Intent, psychology, and Martial Arts Will. Once you’ve fallen behind, defeat is almost certain.

Unless a miracle happens, reversing a losing battle is nearly impossible.

However, if there were exceptionally powerful Secret Skills, they could still make a huge impact in battle, possibly even reversing the situation.

"Finish it within three moves!"

Mu Tianhe laughed, his gaze icy, voice chilling, looking at his opponent with utter contempt.

Outcome determined from the start!

At the beginning of the War Intent clash, his opponent had already fallen behind, making this match devoid of suspense.

"Arrogant!"

Mu Tianhe’s opponent took a deep breath, forcibly gathering War Intent, ready for a desperate fight.

For the sake of his clan, for his future, he had no choice.

Standing at the center of the Heavenly Demon Platform, Mu Tianhe was like a War God, exuding a fierce War Intent.

"Boom!"

The two struck simultaneously, clashing instantly, exploding with dazzling brilliance, the aura of Destruction spread between them.

"Woo woo woo..."

The dark Demon Cloud engulfed the entire Heavenly Demon Platform, from which ghostly wails occasionally erupted, sharp and piercing.

"Bang!"

Mu Tianhe struck with a palm, a black hand like a Ghost Claw, sending out Demon Light that tore through the void, wrecking his opponent’s defenses and slamming into his chest, sending him flying.

"Puff!"

The young man spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning pale as paper, his breath becoming erratic, his organs shattered, clearly beyond survival.

"Hahaha..."

Mu Tianhe laughed wildly, saying, "I said it, finish the battle in three moves, just three moves are enough!"

With his words, the young man’s eyes dimmed rapidly, he wobbled and fell to the ground with a thud, dead.

"Mu Tianhe is indeed powerful, worthy of being a seed contestant, overshadowing his generation in strength!"

As Mu Tianhe walked off the platform, murmurs arose from the crowd, all in awe of his strength.

To know, his opponent, in terms of realm, is not much worse than him, yet was killed within just three moves.

This level of combat power is astonishing!

The competitions proceed one by one, amid fierce battles erupting with waves of applause. Except for the seed contestants, the strength among the other contestants is evenly matched, with spectacular performances showcasing various unheard-of secret techniques and absolute techniques, leaving many amazed and thoroughly entertained.

The five matches of the ninth group quickly ended, with only four walking away from the Heavenly Demon Platform, while six remained eternally on stage, becoming cold corpses.

The kin of the fallen contestants are heartbroken, but can only accept fate, as sacrifices are necessary to obtain better positions and resources.

As the fallen contestants’ kin collect their shattered bodies and leave the Heavenly Demon Platform, the competition resumes.

Group Eight...

Group Seven...

Group Six...

Each group fights intensely, especially the seed contestant of Group Eight, the strongest heir of the Eighth Family, who was nearly killed by his opponent, causing gasps from the audience.

The people of the Eighth Family are extremely anxious, hearts in their throats, palms sweaty.

Finally, the strongest heir of the Eighth Family became furious, activating the imprint left by his ancestors within him, unleashing part of his ancestor’s power, reluctantly managing to kill his opponent, but suffering severe internal injuries, coughing up blood constantly.

This scene made the people of the Ten Great Families feel an unprecedented crisis!

This year’s young generation overall quality is far superior to previous years, each contestant’s strength is extraordinarily formidable.

If not for the Heavenly Demon Platform being built with special materials and protected by countless runes, it would have been reduced to dust in the fierce battles long ago.

"This generation of young people is truly unexpected!"

Exclaimed an elder from the Ten Great Families.

"Indeed! Compared to our generation, they are truly the Heavenly Pride among Heavenly Pride, the Demon Clan’s rise seems promising!"

Another elder, Ye Fan, shook his head and sighed.

In their generation, having one at the peak of mid-stage of a Demon Master was enough to sweep the young generation, but nowadays, young strong people at the peak of a Demon Master are everywhere, and even a few have fallen after showing terrifying strength, how can they not be shocked?

After the fifth group’s competitions concluded, selecting the five winners, it was already noon, with the cold sun hanging overhead, shedding faint warmth.

The entire Heavenly Demon Platform is filled with a fierce atmosphere and a strong smell of blood, with almost every stone, every rune soaked in blood.

"Take a brief rest, competitions will resume in an hour!"

The mighty elder stood out, announcing loudly, then directly left.

It wasn’t until now that people surprisingly discovered that the Ancient Demon King had disappeared from his seat long ago, no one knew when he left.

Ye Fan and Zi Huan also left, since it was impossible to hold the second round of competitions today, staying here was meaningless.

"Brother Ye, there’s a Xingtian’s competition in the afternoon, aren’t you staying to watch?" Zi Huan said, knowing the enemy well, to be invincible.

"No need!"

Ye Fan said: "I can guess the outcome of his competition without watching, he will surely slay his opponent within three moves, maybe even with just one move."

"Why are you so sure?" Zi Huan curiously asked.

"Isn’t it simple? In the first match, everyone will show their strongest ability, striving to kill the enemy with one strike, lest others see through their tactics, this is something I’ve long been familiar with."

The two chatted while walking, threading through the bustling crowd, and soon arrived at the entrance of Ziyi Square.

Before entering, Ye Fan sensed a faint pressure in Ziyi Square, and his heart skipped a beat.

At this critical moment, have Mo Family members come to seek revenge?

To know, during competitions, no strong people from the older generation are allowed to attack contestants, but it doesn’t mean they can’t attack others.

Especially the Mo Family, their strongest heir couldn’t even make it into the top hundred and was slaughtered by Ye Fan, now they are likely to act out of desperation, seeking revenge on Zi Huan’s uncle, thereby disrupting his plans.

However——

Ye Fan quickly realized he was wrong, and wrong by a long shot!

Because it wasn’t Mo Family members in Ziyi Square, but the City Lord—Ancient Demon King!

At this moment, he was having a joyful chat with Zi Xiaoyi in the living room!

Seeing Ye Fan and Zi Huan enter, Zi Xiaoyi happily greeted them, laughingly said to Ye Fan: "Xiao Fan, thanks to you this time, City Lord has decided to first help us revenge the Purple Demon Family."

"Really?"

Hearing this, Zi Huan burst into tears, she had waited too long for this day.

The silver-haired Ancient Demon King smiled and nodded at Ye Fan, saying: "Zi Yefan, well done, I didn’t misjudge you, in this year’s young generation of top ten greats, you will definitely have a place, I’ve come to fulfill my promise in advance."

"City Lord praises me too much, this junior is ashamed to accept!"

Ye Fan remained neither arrogant nor humble, maintaining calm even in front of the Ancient Demon King, equivalent to Supreme Holy Master Realm.

"Good, calm in honor or disgrace, with a mind for grand strategies, you will surely shine brightly in the future."

The Ancient Demon King laughed heartily, saying: "Rest assured, I assure the prosperity of the Purple Demon Family—as long as I, Ancient Demon King, am here, the Purple Demon Family will thrive forever!"

"And Mo Duo and Sword Demon families no longer have a reason to continue existing!"

The Ancient Demon King spoke lightly, yet had already decided the fate of the two families.

All this, simply due to Ye Fan’s stunning performance!

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