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Long Chen had a rough idea of natural-born combat bodies now. He had not seen anyone with one before. This meant that Zhao Danchen was indeed very strong! Long Chen knew that if he had to fight him, it would be certain death.

However, in the face of such a terrifying enemy, Lei Zhen and the others still chose to fight till the end. This was proof of how courageous the Battle clan was! Now he truly viewed death as coming home!

While Long Chen and Lan Ling\'er conversed, the Martial Alliance’s representative for the first duel had stepped forward. Wearing yellow robes, he was a very thin, very tall man, and there was an icy glint in his eyes. He looked like a sword, a very sharp sword!

Of course, there was also a sword in his hand.

“Junior Brother …” On Long Chen’s other side, Jian Chen’s brows were furrowed. He knew this man. He did not expect the representative for the first duel to be him.

When Long Chen heard Jian Chen, he roughly guessed the yellow-robed cultivator’s identity.

Jian Chen said to them, “That is the Void Martial Saint’s disciple, and he is as strong as I am. Other people call him the Yellow River Sword King! The sword in his hand is the Yellow River Sword, which is from the same series as my Cloud Sword! He cultivates the Yellow River Sword Manual!”

Yellow River Sword King.

Jian Chen was considered strong among First Earthly Martial Stage cultivators, seeing as he was a true Sword Warrior. If he said that the Yellow River Sword King was as strong as he was, then the result would be unpredictable if Lei Zhen went up against him. Victory would not be certain.

However, since they were going to send Mo Xiaolang instead, everything would be different.

The moment the Yellow River Sword King stepped into the space, his sword-like glare fell on Jian Chen and he said coldly, “You, the traitor who betrayed our clan and killed our master! I know you’re here to duel, so you’d better get the fuck over here! It was very difficult for me to get this chance, and it was all to kill you, Jian Chen!”

His voice was hoarse and cold, like a sword piercing through the crowd. Just based on his voice, it was clear that he was not weak.

But did he think that they were sending Jian Chen to fight?

He was very, very wrong. Although Jian Chen was strong, victory would not be guaranteed if he stepped up. “You’re thinking too much. The Dragon clan and the Battle clan have countless masters and experts. They would not send me out there to embarrass myself! We naturally have experts capable of dealing with you! Also, don’t you pin me as a traitor! You people have done nothing for me! In fact, there is enmity between us! Why can’t I kill you too?”

Jian Chen did not feel any guilt at all over the Void Martial Saint’s death!

“You!” Jian Chen’s words stunned the Yellow River Sword King. They all thought Jian Chen would be the one fighting, but there was someone else! Lei Zhen? Lei Zhen seemed to be strong enough, but he was the current clan leader. Would they let him take this risk? What if he died?

They did not state that killing was forbidden in the duel.

The Martial Alliance’s gazes fell on Lei Zhen. To their surprise, Lei Zhen did not move. Instead, an unknown, beautiful teenager next to Long Chen stepped forward.

Long Chen patted Mo Xiaolang’s shoulder and said, “Win as fast as you can!”

Mo Xiaolang nodded and chuckled lightly. “Don’t worry, Big Brother. A mere Martial King is nothing to me.”

When Mo Xiaolang was twenty meters away from the Yellow River Sword King, the Martial Alliance members were finally sure that the Yellow River Sword King’s opponent was going to be this unknown brat.

The Martial Kings and Martial Saints burst into laughter, holding their bellies. Even Yang Ningfeng smirked and said, “Have the Battle clan and the Dragon clan run out of people? Why did you send a random brat to us? It looks like you’re going to admit defeat. You should let Jian Chen do it so you don’t become sore losers.”

The only person who did not laugh was Zhao Danchen.

“We won’t be changing our representative, but if Martial Emperor Yang is not satisfied, he can change his representative,” Lei Zhen said loudly.

Yang Ningfeng froze, unable to figure out what they were plotting.

Zhao Danchen privately cursed Yang Ningfeng for being an idiot and said, “Why has the Battle clan sent a demonic beast? Did we say we can send demonic beasts in the bet?” He was not actually familiar with the conditions that the idiot Yang Ningfeng had set for the battle. All he knew was that when Xiaolang was in his Sun Devouring Wolf form, the flames he had spat out were quite powerful!

Even he was terrified of them!

“He’s a demonic beast?” Everyone was stunned, and upon closer inspection, they realized that the beautifully handsome teenager emitted a faint trace of Demonic Qi.

After taking a human form, demonic beasts often retained a small part of their beastly characteristics. It was rare for them to look like Xiaolang. In terms of handsomeness, Xiaolang was clearly the best-looking person present. When they realized that they were not even as good-looking as a beast, they were in disbelief.

“Demonic beast?” The Yellow River Sword King was also studying Mo Xiaolang. No matter how hard he looked, he felt like Mo Xiaolang would never hurt a soul.

He did not care if this was a beast or not. Since Jian Chen wasn’t coming, he needed to win this battle.

On Long Chen’s side, Lei Zhen refuted Zhao Danchen’s question. “When we set the conditions of the bet, we did not say we could not send demonic beasts. Demonic beasts have always been a huge part of our forces in the Battle clan, so of course our beasts can participate! Unless … Zhao Danchen, are you afraid of us beating you?”

Lei Zhen’s mocking question forced Zhao Danchen to swallow his words. He eyed Xiaolang, too lazy to care, and said, “Whatever. If you win the first round, does that automatically mean you’ll win the second?”

The Martial Alliance members did not understand why Zhao Danchen would make himself look bad before the duel even began. The Yellow River Sword King thought Zhao Danchen was underestimating him, which made him upset. He pulled the jade-like Yellow River Sword, which was shining a mud-yellow-colored light, out of its sheath and said coldly, “I don’t care if this is a human or beast; it makes no difference to me! I, the Yellow River Sword King, will not show mercy. Since you have chosen to come to this duel, then prepare to be killed by me!”

The corners of Mo Xiaolang’s lips curled up. He did not move; he merely looked at his opponent. His calm look made the Yellow River Sword King feel like he was being disrespected, and it was a little shameful to be looked down on by a beast!

“You’re looking for death!” With a cry, the Yellow River Sword King turned into a yellow sword shadow and pounced at Mo Xiaolang! The moment he moved, Long Chen could tell that the Yellow River Sword King was on par with Jian Chen in terms of both speed and combat abilities!

Bright sword lights and a cloud of dust flew towards Mo Xiaolang, clouding his vision!

Mo Xiaolang kept Long Chen’s reminder in mind—win as fast as he could. He wanted Xiaolang to launch his fatal strike as soon as possible, resulting in a quick win to prevent unexpected situations that could possibly branch out into further problems. The moment the Yellow River Sword King moved, Mo Xiaolang growled. After a bout of black flames, a tall Sun Devouring Wolf was standing in front of the Yellow River Sword King. The Yellow River Sword King looked pitiful and tiny next to the wolf!

“Do you think being huge will work? You’ll still die!” The Yellow River Sword King laughed, and his Sword Qi howled like the wind. There was a buzzing sound in the air, then he waved his sword and ran up to Mo Xiaolang’s head!

“Yellow River Sword Manual! Nine Turning Rivers!” He turned his sword, which turned into a sharp whirlpool flying towards Xiaolang’s head. The pressure was immense!

The Sun Devouring Wolf’s eyes were filled with pitch-black flames. He quickly took several steps back, and his gigantic shadow turned into another black wolf, which bared its teeth and attacked the sword king!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The crazed sword shadow exchanged attacks with Xiaolang’s demonic clone at high speeds. Every time they collided, sparks flew!

“What the hell is this?!” The Yellow River Sword King did not recognize the Demonic Illusion, but if he did, he would be even more shocked. Xiaolang’s clone was almost as strong as his original body, which was why it could fight him directly!

While his clone was occupying the Yellow River Sword King, the wolf suddenly appeared in the air above him, and a mouthful of Nine Devil Ancestral Fire fell from above like a tidal wave!

Stepping on black flames, Xiaolang stood up in the air, showing that a King-tier demonic beast had the ability to fly.

“What kind of fire is this?!” While fighting the demonic clone, the Yellow River Sword King suddenly felt a cold gust when the wolf suddenly sprayed fire at him!

To his knowledge, fire was supposed to be hot, but this fire was cold! Although it was abnormal, the Yellow River Sword King did not dwell on it, treating it as one of Xiaolang’s attacks. He quickly used his sword techniques to force the demonic clone back temporarily!