Tu Longjian dodged to the side, his figure as elusive as a ghost, easily avoiding the opponent's attack.
"You dodged pretty fast, huh? Let's see how you dodge this move now!" Mo Xiao continued to release his demonic energy, which enveloped Tu Longjian. This was a method of demonic energy erosion.
Tu Longjian has always practiced human cultivation techniques and has never learned demonic cultivation techniques. His dodge just now was also done using an instinctive movement technique of unknown origin.
Faced with this attack, she couldn't use any of the spells she had learned in the past to avoid revealing her identity, which left her somewhat at a loss.
She dodged the attacks of the demonic shadow claws in a disheveled manner, sustaining several cuts on her body, while the other demons whispered among themselves.
"That's strange. She doesn't seem to know much about demonic arts. Why isn't she making a move to resist? Doesn't she even know the simplest spells?"
"Let's wait and see. If he has the strength of the Demon General of Slaughter, he might have come from an unorthodox path."
"Even in this situation, she still doesn't make a move or give up; she just stubbornly holds on. Putting everything else aside, her perseverance is quite impressive, and it gets my blood pumping just watching her."
Seeing Tu Longjian's stubborn resistance, a trace of worry flashed in the eyes of the half-demon boy.
He had never gotten along with these demons since childhood; their ideologies differed. He knew that while the demons outwardly respected him because of his mother, they all secretly considered him arrogant.
Although he had previously felt that the woman was too frivolous because she had been staring at him, he admired her determination in the face of the situation before him and unconsciously became more focused on her.
The woman named Yi Xuan seemed to sense his gaze. Despite her disheveled state, she still glanced at him and even smiled at him with her eyebrows arched.
With a whoosh, the demon youth lowered his head, his face flushed red.
What's wrong with her? She's about to lose, yet... she still has the mind to look at him?
Before long, he looked up again, his heart itching with desire. He reassured himself that it was alright, he didn't care about the woman's recklessness, he just wanted to see when she would lose.
However, the situation was different from what he had expected, and Tu Longjian actually began to turn the tide of the battle.
Seeing Tu Longjian suffer repeated defeats, the little demon general excitedly pressed her advantage, unknowingly exhausting almost all of her hidden techniques. Only then did Tu Longjian reveal her true colors.
Tu Longjian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and smiled, "It's my turn to make a move." That smile made the demon youth's heart flutter.
She stopped dodging and stood still, effortlessly replicating many of the moves of the Little Demon General.
His first attempt was rather clumsy and missed, which startled the young demon general, who then boldly mocked, "Hahaha, you tried to draw a tiger but ended up with a dog. If you want to learn from me, you'll have to do it in your next life!"
However, he soon stopped laughing, because he discovered that Tu Longjian's technique was becoming more and more skillful. In just a few attacks, it was already comparable to the power of his more than ten years of hard training, and even showed a tendency to surpass it!
*Pfft!* He spat out a mouthful of blood, sent flying off the stage by the demonic hand, clearly defeated. The noisy arena fell silent in shock.
To learn an enemy's moves on the spot and defeat them—what terrifying talent and strength that is!
However, some skeptical individuals, harboring wishful thinking, came to challenge the odds, only to be defeated one by one.
The simple-minded demons, who only knew brute force, were inwardly bewildered. Wasn't their new boss supposed to be training his troops? Why did they have the strange feeling that they were being used as expendable resources for training?
No, no, such formidable strength must have been deliberately designed by the new boss to make them lower their guard before teaching them a lesson. As the saying goes, a new broom sweeps clean, and every eccentric boss has a rather bizarre way of thinking.
It's absolutely impossible that she originally knew nothing and defeated them by learning on the spot and even learned their moves.
"Demon General Yi!"
"Demon General Yi!"
The shouts were deafening. The demons, who revered strength, were bruised and battered, yet they admired her greatly.
"That's enough for today, everyone disperse." Tu Longjian took the handkerchief handed to him by the obsequious demon soldier next to him, wiped his hands, and waved for them to leave.
She was quite satisfied. Not only had she conquered these demon soldiers and gained access by showing her face, but she had also learned many techniques. She no longer needed to pretend to be a demon cultivator; after all, she was a demon cultivator.
However, she cultivated more and more diverse practices than others; she wasn't just a demonic cultivator.
The demons dispersed in high spirits, but the demon boy remained standing in the same spot. Even when a demon tried to pull him away, he wouldn't budge. One of the demons spat inwardly and left.
The demon boy's mind was still replaying the scene from earlier. Demons only knew how to fight straightforwardly, and the outcome could be determined before the fight even started, which was really boring.
This turn of events was completely new to Tu Longjian, and he was so excited that he didn't even notice that Tu Longjian had already walked up to him.
"Young man, why haven't you left yet?"
The demon youth snapped out of his daze and looked up to see an otherworldly, peerless face standing not far from him, smiling and looking at him.
His head was throbbing with blood, and he stammered, "I...I'll leave right away. I'm sorry, General Yi."
"What's your name?" Tu Longjian looked at him leisurely, as if trying to see right through him.
"I... my subordinate is Wen Yang."
Wen Yang secretly glanced at Tu Longjian a few times, somewhat excited. Clearly, in just a few hours, Tu Longjian had gone from being 'that reckless woman' to an idol in his mind.
"Young Wen Yang, are you married?"
"Never...never." Wen Yang didn't know what Tu Longjian meant, and just stared at her blankly.
“Very good. I’ll be waiting for you in the left wing of the Demon King’s Mansion at the end of Hai hour tonight.” Tu Longjian winked at him, turned and left, leaving Wen Yang standing there in a daze.
The left wing—what does that mean? Does it mean what he thought? Why is she like this?!
Wen Yang felt his face burning up.
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