Best Young Master

Chapter 1963: Chapter 1828: Each Shines in Their Own Way

Are the Judges already here?

Many people were shocked!

In their eyes, Judges were synonymous with mystery and power!

How many people dream of seeing the Upper Realm, wondering what kind of world it is.

Every Judge that descends from the Upper Realm is extremely powerful, even the Ancient Demon King treats them with utmost respect.

However, the Ancient Demon King’s next words shattered their dreams!

The Judges have not arrived!

Everything must wait until the competition ends. The Ancient Demon King will personally use the Forbidden Technique to contact the Upper Realm, and only then will the Upper Realm send down the Judges to escort the top ten young strong people to the Upper Realm.

Moreover, the Judges are extremely mysterious, and even in the Lower Realm, only the Ancient Demon King and the ten Young Supremes can see them.

Ordinary people like them simply have no right to see the Judges.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The Xing Family Patriarch was carried back from the ruins, constantly coughing up blood, indicating how terrifying the Ancient Demon King’s casual strike was earlier.

"Little beast..."

The Xing Family Patriarch’s face was filled with resentment, his eyes fierce, like an Evil Ghost, his voice a deeply venomous hiss.

"Enough!"

The Ancient Demon King coldly swept a glance at the Xing Family Patriarch and said indifferently, "If you dare to disrupt the competition again, you will be dealt with according to city regulations!"

"Hiss..."

These words of the Ancient Demon King made many people draw a sharp breath, and the people from the Xing family were so shocked that their livers and gallbladders almost split, immediately silencing themselves.

The regulations of Ancient Demon City are very strict, and upon violation, at least all assets are confiscated and the violator is expelled from Ancient Demon City. At worst, the entire clan is exterminated, erased from this world.

No one dared to provoke bad luck at this time!

If caught as an example, with the Ancient Demon King’s nature, he would absolutely erase the entire clan from this world in the most ruthless way.

"Young Master Fan, this is a Holy Pill for Strengthening the Foundation and Nourishing the Essence. Take it first to recover some Primordial Qi!"

An elder from the Luo Landu family approached Ye Fan, took out a pure white Elixir Pill, and offered it to Ye Fan with both hands.

Ye Fan looked at the elder, knowing this was a token of loyalty from the Luo Family. If he did not accept it, they might have other thoughts. Furthermore, he did indeed need to recover, so he accepted it unceremoniously.

Seeing Ye Fan accept the Elixir Pill offered by him, the elder from the Luo Family breathed a sigh of relief and immediately smiled.

Just as Ye Fan thought, this was indeed their token of loyalty.

Though not a valuable item, this Elixir Pill is still extremely rare, particularly effective in Strengthening the Foundation and Nourishing the Essence.

Ye Fan had just gone through a great battle, surely depleting his Primordial essence considerably. Offering a Holy Pill for Strengthening the Foundation and Nourishing the Essence at this moment was undoubtedly a wise choice.

In the future, when Ye Fan is selected by the Upper Realm, the Purple Demon Family will inevitably soar to great heights and become a hot commodity, and their family can also ride the wave being the first to pledge loyalty.

"Thank you, Luo Clan Patriarch, for your generous assistance. We will remember this favor."

After Ye Fan accepted the Elixir Pill, Zi Huan walked over and spoke earnestly to the elder from the Luo Family.

"A small token, not worth mentioning!"

The Luo Family Patriarch laughed heartily and said, "It is our honor as a Vassal Family to contribute to the Master’s clan."

"Flatterer!"

"Shameless!"

"Brazen!"

"..."

Seeing this scene, many strong people from other families who wanted to take this opportunity to curry favor with Ye Fan rolled their eyes at the Luo Family Patriarch and secretly criticized him.

However, they had to admit that the Luo Family Patriarch was adept at climbing the social ladder. A single Holy Pill for Strengthening the Foundation and Nourishing the Essence had invisibly brought their family much closer to the Purple Demon Family.

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

At this moment, the Holy Skull in the void once again descended two beams of light, falling upon two contestants in the waiting area.

The competition continued.

"Boom!"

The two contestants simultaneously erupted with a vast, terrifying aura, and then their figures flashed, appearing on the Heavenly Demon Platform.

One contestant was the strongest descendant of the Sixth Family, and the other was the strongest descendant of the Fifth Family. With little difference in strength, they fought fiercely.

The Heavenly Demon Platform shone brilliantly, and murderous intent filled the air. Both erupted with extremely strong Combat Power, fighting intensely and captivating the audience, prompting continuous shouts of applause.

The City Lord, the Ancient Demon King, was closely watching the battle between the two, as he did not want to suffer any more losses.

The lessons from Xingtian’s case made him realize that all ten finalists this time were extremely powerful, and if he wasn’t careful, someone might fall.

Soon, the victor was decided. The strongest descendant of the Fifth Family, covered in blood and exuding a strong evil aura, emerged successfully.

The strongest descendant of the Sixth Family, however, was half-kneeling on the ground, with a terrifying scar in the center of his brow, dripping black blood continuously.

It was clear that he was the loser in this match.

However, it was enough. Even if he lost, he and his family’s position should be secure, for there would be no more matches beyond this round.

Next was the third match, featuring the strongest descendant of the Eighth Family against Qi Motian of the Fourth Family.

"Brother Qi, I hope you’ll show some mercy!"

The strongest descendant of the Eighth Family cupped his hands toward Qi Motian and said.

"I won’t hold back, so good luck to you!"

After saying that, Qi Motian’s eyes instantly turned silver-white, and demonic patterns appeared on his face as he chanted strange syllables.

"Buzz!"

The void rippled, and a mysterious force suddenly appeared, directly enveloping the strongest descendant of the Eighth Family.

"Heavenly King, save me, I admit defeat!"

No one knew what had happened; they just saw a pale gray gas envelop the strongest descendant of the Eighth Family, followed by his piercing scream.

"Oh my god, Qi Motian is too powerful. He didn’t even move, and his opponent already admitted defeat!"

"What kind of attack is this, so bizarre?"

"What on earth happened? I didn’t see anything!"

Many cultivators from remote areas were astonished. They had no idea what had occurred, only seeing a gray mist descend, and the strongest descendant of the Eighth Family surrendered, which was too bizarre.

"This is the Qi family’s curse technique, killing invisibly, extremely powerful."

"Indeed, it seems Qi Motian has cultivated the family’s surrounding techniques to an extremely profound level, otherwise, it would be impossible to force the opponent to admit defeat with just one strike."

Some elders who knew of the Qi Family’s secret techniques couldn’t help but express their amazement.

This mysterious curse technique communicates with the Power of Heaven and Earth, crushing the opponent, leaving them clueless and defenseless.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan was also shocked. He had deciphered the Death Curse Technique before and knew the horror of the Death Curse, which directly devours a person’s vitality and is almost insoluble.

If it wasn’t for his Pure Yang Body, he wouldn’t have been able to resist the attack of the Death Curse, as such attacks are too bizarre and undefendable.

It’s really incredible how the Xing Family could have defeated the Qi Family back then, ranking higher than the Qi Family; it’s simply unbelievable.

For the other spectators, this match was the most dull; there were no exciting collisions, no feeling of blood boiling.

But for those elders and strong people, this kind of battle is truly terrifying.

It was unfortunate for the strongest descendant of the Eighth Family, who could have faced anyone but happened to encounter Qi Motian, who excelled in curse techniques; isn’t that extremely unlucky?

"Swish!"

As the strongest descendant of the Eighth Family cried out for help, the Ancient Demon King turned into a streak of flowing light, rushing into the gray mist and pulling him out.

Only then did people realize that the strongest descendant of the Eighth Family was already ashen-faced, his eyes hollow, and his whole body trembling uncontrollably, clearly on the verge of collapsing.

"Buzz!"

The Ancient Demon King’s eyes shot out two beams of demon light, penetrating his eyes, and instantly, a faint gray mist emerged from his head, forcing out the Curse Power.

"Thud!"

The strongest descendant of the Eighth Family went limp, collapsing to the ground. Although no longer in mortal danger, he was severely depleted, without the strength even to stand.

"Poof..."

Qi Motian’s face also changed suddenly; he spat out a mouthful of black blood, and his body wobbled.

Evidently, using such a curse technique took a heavy toll on himself too, a typical case of harming the enemy a thousand and hurting oneself eight hundred.

"Swish!"

Members of the Qi Family quickly came on stage to support him down.

Meanwhile, members of the Eighth Family rushed over to carry their critically injured strongest descendant back.

The fourth match up next was also fought fiercely, with blood flying and terrifying Death Energy permeating the air; the void seemed like a tattered cloth, constantly shaking.

However, under Luo Yifu’s formidable attack, his opponent lasted only a few minutes before surrendering to avoid falling here.

The competition ended so hastily, drawing much dissatisfaction and boos from the crowd.

But there was no other way. The Luo Yifu Family ranked only second to the Tu Family, and his strength was also recognized as the second strongest, whereas his opponent was the strongest descendant of the Seventh Family, far inferior.

Luo Yifu, displaying his overwhelming power, crushed his opponent in merely ten moves, leaving them critically injured and near death, with no choice but to concede.

When life is threatened, the dignity of a strong person, the honor of the clan, all become unimportant.

Luo Yifu, with the demeanor of a strong person, walked off the Heavenly Demon Platform, exuding dominance and confidence.

Meanwhile, his opponent was bloodied all over, carried off by his clan members in tears.

After a brief rest, the final match commenced!

Unfortunately, Tu Sihai’s opponent turned out to be the dark horse of the ninth group—Baili Han!

When the fourth match began, Baili Han could only smile bitterly; he never expected his luck to be so "good," running into Tu Sihai from the First Family.

As the Ancient Demon King announced the start of the match, Baili Han barely had time to react, only feeling a massive force slam into his chest.

"Crack!"

He even heard the sound of his chest bones breaking, immediately coughing up fresh blood mixed with shattered internal organs, and fainted.

"Not worth a single blow!"

Tu Sihai stood on the Heavenly Demon Platform, casting his gaze towards Ye Fan below, saying in a deep voice, "Actually, I would love to have a grand battle with you."

"No need!"

Ye Fan said flatly, "I am no match for you."

"Damn, this kid dares to challenge on his own, really impatient with life. If only he could use Human Race’s martial arts and secret techniques, he’d take him down in an instant!"

The Bai Yan wolf, in the Virtual Space, was grumbling.

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