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Chapter 1957: Chapter 1822: Ye Fan vs. Xingtian (Part 1)

"Heh heh..."

Watching the black-robed elder depart, Xingtian’s eyes flickered with a trace of malevolent light, and a cruel smile stretched across his lips.

In his view, Ye Fan was already prey on the chopping block, and the competition in three days was a foregone conclusion.

"Everything is already destined!"

He murmured to himself, believing victory was firmly in his grasp.

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"Boom!"

In the Virtual Space.

Ye Fan moved like a dragon, launching a punch, the intense Death Energy condensed into a purple Punch Ray, which blasted a distant mountain peak into dust.

"Awooo..."

The Bai Yan wolf ran over angrily from afar, covered in dust, with a bump on its head.

"I say, can’t you take it easy for a bit? In the last couple of days, you’ve almost destroyed this Virtual Space beyond recognition." Bai Yan wolf said angrily.

Earlier, it was napping in the thatched hut on the hillside, but calamity struck from above, buried alive by falling rubble, completely disoriented.

"You arrived just in time, practice with me!"

Ye Fan said nothing more, directly unleashing a Heavenly Demon Fist towards it, the fiery Punch Ray filled with corrosive and devouring traits, ripping through the Void.

"I #￥%*..."

The Bai Yan wolf was shocked, quickly waving its claws to counter.

"Boom!"

The violent Thunder Power met the Punch Ray, suddenly exploding with dazzling light, obliterating space.

"If I, the King, don’t show my power, you’d really think I’ve been training in vain all this time?"

The Bai Yan wolf flared up, grinding its teeth while lunging at Ye Fan.

"Boom!"

"Bang bang bang..."

The Virtual Space erupted into chaos, not knowing how long it lasted before finally calming down.

"I, the King, can’t take this suffering!"

The Bai Yan wolf lay on the ground, tongue hanging long, panting heavily while baring its teeth.

Ye Fan was covered in bite marks, his clothes were torn to shreds, looking incredibly miserable.

If his body wasn’t as robust, comparable to a Holy Weapon, what was torn mightn’t just be the clothes.

"I should head out!"

After resting for a while, Ye Fan changed into clean clothes and walked out of the Virtual Space.

"Farewell, no see-off!"

The Bai Yan wolf’s voice called from behind.

Ye Fan staggered, almost falling, then took a step, appearing back in his room.

In these three days, whenever he had time, he would enter the Virtual Space to cultivate, gaining a lot, refining his understanding of the Heavenly Demon Fist by another level.

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Outside the window, stars dotted the sky, casting a chilly Starlight, illuminating this ancient city.

Tomorrow is the top ten ranking match!

The night was tranquil, many cultivators were quietly meditating, adjusting their state, waiting for tomorrow’s competition!

As dawn broke, a distant, ancient horn sounded, piercing the night’s tranquility.

"It is finally starting!"

People were excited, rising, and heading towards the Heavenly Demon Platform, to witness this contest with profound impact on the entire Demon World.

Soon, crowds thronged around the Heavenly Demon Platform, bustling with activity.

"Swish!"

A figure flickered on the Heavenly Demon Platform, the City Lord, Ancient Demon King appeared, his figure towering, eyes like silver stars, exuding majestic power, his terrifying aura enveloping the entire square, causing everyone to feel a chill in their hearts.

The Ancient Demon King glanced at the contestants, including Ye Fan, in the waiting area, stating calmly, "The top ten ranking match will determine your own and your family’s status in the entire Demon World, I hope you take it seriously..."

After a lengthy encouragement and urging speech, the Ancient Demon King finally moved to the main topic.

"This competition is of utmost importance; in the spirit of fairness, justice, and transparency, the match will first determine the top five, the rules are simple, by Holy Artifact to decide the opponents and the order of appearance."

After speaking, the Ancient Demon King released the Holy Skull, fixing it in the Void, emitting powerful aura.

"Let the Holy Artifact select the first-round opponents!"

The Ancient Demon King solemnly, reverently saluted the Holy Artifact, then performed Sealing, releasing a Demon Light into the skull.

"It’s finally starting, who will be the first to appear?"

"If the tenth-ranked Zi Yefan faces Tu Sihai from the top family, wouldn’t that be too unfair to Zi Yefan?"

"You’re overthinking, there is never absolute fairness in this world, participating in the ranking match should come with this understanding."

The crowd excitedly discussed, anticipating which two individuals the Holy Skull would choose for the first-round match.

The Holy Artifact’s choice was random, filled with many possibilities and uncertainties, nobody knew who would appear in the first round until the result emerged.

Just because of this, everyone was even more eager.

"Buzz!"

Dark light flashed; a vast fluctuation erupted from the Holy Skull, sweeping the heavens and earth.

Immediately, runes flickered on the skull, like Ghost Fire, flickering intermittently.

"Sizzle!"

"Sizzle!"

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, two dark rays shot from the skull’s eyes, landing on Ye Fan and Xingtian, then vanished.

The first match, Ye Fan versus Xingtian!

"They actually met!"

"There has been deep-seated animosity over the past two days, and now that they’ve encountered each other, it’s likely a fight to the death scenario!"

"Yes, there will be a good show to watch!"

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When Ye Fan and Xingtian were chosen, the originally quiet square suddenly became noisy. People talked endlessly, their gazes constantly shifting between the two.

"Heh!"

Xingtian looked at Ye Fan with a triumphant smile, as if to say: Weren’t you taunting me? Today, I’m going to beat you like a dying dog in front of everyone, and then make you watch helplessly as I ravage your woman!

"A descendant of a small family from a remote area dares to provoke our Xing Family, truly clueless about the meaning of death!"

Not only Xingtian, but other members of the Xing Family also wore cold smiles.

And the families led by the Mo Family, wishing they could grind Ye Fan’s bones to dust, wore eager smiles, as if they couldn’t wait to see Xingtian kill Ye Fan.

"Indeed..."

Meanwhile, Zi Xiaoyi’s expression was unsightly.

He had previously heard that the Xing Family had arranged Mosi in Ye Fan’s group and suspected that the Xing Family would play tricks in the top ten competition, and now his suspicion had become reality!

"Utterly shameless!"

Zi Huan was especially furious, glaring angrily at the Xing Family members, clenching his fists tightly together.

Seemingly aware of Zi Huan’s gaze, Xingtian gave a cold smile, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally resting on Zi Huan’s ample chest, as if he was impatient to grope it!

"Who do you think will be the final victor between Zi Yefan and Xingtian?"

Suddenly, someone in the square raised this question.

"Isn’t it obvious? Of course, it’s Xingtian!"

"Exactly, even though Zi Yefan is strong, he comes from a remote family and cannot compare to Xingtian in terms of Cultivation Techniques, martial arts, and secret techniques!"

"I bet Zi Yefan will be defeated within thirty moves, and he might even lose his life on the platform!"

Following the person’s words, the people in the square expressed their opinions, with the majority favoring Xingtian’s victory.

"Xingtian is the heir of the Xing Family, extremely powerful, there’s no doubt about that. But don’t forget, until now, Zi Yefan hasn’t revealed his true strength—who knows how strong he really is?"

"Yes, before the real results come out, one cannot hastily conclude that Zi Yefan will surely lose!"

A minority favored Ye Fan, but they were too few, and their voices were quickly drowned out by those favoring Xingtian.

"Do you think that Zi Yefan has a chance?"

Not only the younger generation but the older generation of strong people were also very interested in this battle, and one elder spoke up to inquire, clearly not optimistic about Ye Fan.

"No chance at all!"

"He is doomed to die!"

"If he can last ten moves, that’s already a victory!"

Following the elder’s remarks, many older strong people shared the same view, almost all believing Ye Fan had no chance.

"Ancient Demon King, what do you think?"

Just then, an elder suddenly asked the Ancient Demon King.

Swish!

Upon hearing the elder’s inquiry, other older strong people turned their gaze towards the Ancient Demon King.

The Ancient Demon King is the City Lord of Ancient Demon City and one of the overlords of the Demon World.

"I think it’s fifty-fifty."

The Ancient Demon King pondered for a moment and spoke.

"Wha... what?"

"Ancient Demon King, why do you favor that boy named Zi Yefan?"

"Ancient Demon King, you have always had excellent judgment, but this time, I think you might be mistaken."

The Ancient Demon King’s words caused a stir.

"We’ll know the result soon enough."

The Ancient Demon King gave a faint smile. In his heart, he actually favored Ye Fan to win but worried that being too honest would upset others, so he said fifty-fifty.

"Next, the first match of the top ten competition: Zi Mo Family’s Zi Yefan against the Xing Family’s Xingtian, please both parties take the stage!"

Then, just as the discussions were dying down, a burly elder spoke up, his voice reverberating throughout the square.

Whoosh!

Upon hearing the burly elder’s words, Xingtian’s figure flashed, leaving an afterimage where he stood, then appearing on the platform.

"Brother Ye..."

Seeing Xingtian eagerly take the stage, Zi Huan looked at Ye Fan with some concern.

Hearing this, Ye Fan did not give an assertive statement, but just turned his head to give Zi Huan a confident smile.

Swish!

After smiling, Ye Fan turned around and stepped onto the platform.

"Little bastard, I told you, you better not encounter me during the competition, or I’ll make it so you can’t live, can’t die!"

Seeing Ye Fan take the stage, Xingtian’s whole body burned with War Intent, exuding intense killing intent. The terrifying killing intent transformed into a sword of killing intent, locking onto Ye Fan.

"I also said, if you’re seeking death, I’ll send you on your way!"

Ye Fan squinted, spoke slowly, his voice like distant thunder.

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