The competition venue designated by the Little Demon Queen was located right in the center of the Demon King's Palace. Prince Huai stepped forward and said with a smile, "You guys go first."
All the heads of the families and princes of the Western Clan had gathered beside Yun Qinghong, and the eleven chosen participants were standing behind them. As for the twelfth participant, he was naturally from the Yun family, but Yun Qinghong seemed to have not yet finalized who would fight.
"Brother Yun, I'll leave it to you to decide how to fight." Su Xiangnan said. I believe no one will object to Yun Qinghong taking the lead.
Yun Qinghong pondered for a moment, and said, "The rules of this game are not determined by the number of wins, but by the elimination system, so the order of appearance is not important. So, who comes first and who comes later will be determined by the children's willingness. However... from my understanding of Prince Huai, he is a person who is flamboyant in action, but extremely meticulous and cautious in mind. Even if he is absolutely sure, he will not hold back. So he will send all of the five 'Phantom Demon Seven Sons' that the opponent has... Including Hui Ran! You must be mentally prepared."
The family heads and kings nodded, their faces becoming even more serious.
"Although the King of Huai may not send out the first echelon with absolute strength right from the start, he will certainly not forget to show us his power. Therefore, even if the opponent's first player is not the strongest, he will definitely not be a weak player. Therefore, the first player to play should not hold on to the fluke that the opponent will send out the weakest player first, but should be aware of facing a strong enemy. Yun Qinghong analyzed slowly, his brows furrowed, and said: "I have only one warning, even if the opponent's strength is enough to completely crush you, you must never admit defeat easily! When you are destined to lose to your opponent, consume him to the greatest extent, or even hurt him, that is winning the game! You win dignity, and also win greater opportunities for your teammates behind you!"
"Understood!" The eleven participants in the rear said in unison, and everyone's face became resolute.
"Also, be careful about being knocked out of the arena. If you lose in this way, the opponent will suffer the least loss. Similarly, this is also the most desirable way for you to defeat your opponent."
"Then I'll be the first one!" Mu Hengyi from the Mu family growled.
As the voice fell, he flew up into the air and landed on the field. The moment his toes touched the ground, the icy energy on his body instantly exploded, and a gust of icy wind swept around. He waved his arm, and a long ice whip swung up.
"Mu Hengyi of the Mu family."
Just five short words, but they are full of power.
"Oh, it turns out to be Master Hengyi from the third elder of the Mu family." Prince Huai looked at Mu Hengyi with admiration for a while, then turned sideways and asked, "Who among you will take on the challenge?"
Prince Huai called out, but no one responded. He tilted his lips slightly and said, "Since no one is willing to take the initiative, then I will make the choice. Zihuan, you will fight against Master Hengyi of the Mu family."
As soon as the word "Zihuan" came out of the mouth of Prince Huai, the faces of all the people in the Western Hall changed.
Prince Zihuan, the young prince of Prince Zhao's palace, is not his most prominent identity. Another identity of his is that he is one of the "Seven Sons of Illusionary Demons" who are feared by the Illusionary Demon World, and he ranks fourth! !
Yun Qinghong's guess was correct. The first person sent by the Huai King was not from the first echelon, but definitely not weak. Even though they were mentally prepared, the Western Kings and the heads of the families were still nervous, especially the people from the Mu family. More than half of them stood up.
Because Mu Hengyi could never be a match for Prince Zihuan... Absolutely not!
In terms of profound strength alone, Mu Hengyi was at the third level of Tyrant Profound Realm, while Prince Zihuan was at the peak of the fifth level of Tyrant Profound Realm! Among the people in the East Seat, his strength ranked in the middle, while among the people in the West Seat, only Su Zhizhan could beat him.
At a lower level of profound strength, the gap between the first level of a small realm is not that big, but when it comes to the Tyrant Profound Realm, a small realm represents a huge gap in strength. Even the powerful Xuan Gang of the Yun family can only surpass a small realm to challenge. The gap between Mu Hengyi and Prince Zihuan is simply irreparable, not to mention that Zihuan is not an ordinary Tyrant Profound Realm level 5, but the peak of level 5.
In addition, Zihuan belongs to the royal family of phantom demons. Although his demon king bloodline is very thin, it is the blood of a divine beast after all. In terms of physique, it is much better than ordinary humans and demons.
Therefore, in this battle, Mu Hengyi will definitely lose!
Prince Zihuan was stunned for a moment when his name was called, then stood up, glanced at Mu Hengyi, and said "Oh" softly, obviously looking very reluctant. He jumped up and entered the competition venue, crossed his arms, and looked at Mu Hengyi with a squint. Even a fool could see the disdain in his eyes... Obviously, he didn't take the opponent in front of him seriously at all, and was even very unhappy that Prince Huai asked him to play against such a weak opponent.
Prince Huai said slowly: "Zihuan, Hengyi is the grandson of the third elder of the Mu family, and the number one of the younger generation of the Mu family. He is a powerful opponent. You must not take him lightly, and you must go all out."
"Oh, I see." Prince Zihuan still responded softly, and then a mysterious formation flashed in his hand, and a blood-red long sword was already in his hand, with the tip of the sword pointing to the ground. The other hand was directly behind his back, and then he tilted his mouth towards Mu Hengyi: "Um... Oh, what's your name... Let's start quickly, oh, you go first, attack at will."
Mu Hengyi's expression did not change, but his eyes were almost spitting fire.
He knew that his profound strength cultivation was not as good as that of Prince Zihuan, but he was at least the number one of the young generation of the Mu family, and the third son of the Mu family known to everyone in Demon King City. When had he ever been treated with such contempt!
His eyes were disdainful, his expression was contemptuous, and even the words he spoke were full of sarcasm and disdain.
Even if I can't defeat you...I must leave a bloody groove on your neck!!
Mu Hengyi's heart was like a volcano erupting. He let out a low roar, and swung the ice crystal whip suddenly, dancing out countless piercing ice crystals, flying towards Prince Zihuan like locusts in the sky. At the same time, a blue light flashed on his body, and a layer of ice crystals was instantly formed on the surface of his body. As his figure flashed, a blast of ice swept out, rushing straight towards Prince Zihuan who didn't even have time to fight.
"It seems that Hengyi is completely enraged. He started with 'Cold Crystal Extinction'." A member of the Mu family said.
Yun Qinghong’s brows suddenly jumped at this moment, and then he sighed helplessly: “Oh no!”
Standing there, a lazy-looking Prince Zihuan suddenly flashed a cold smile on his face. His hands behind his back grasped the hilt of the knife like lightning. His body, which had no momentum at all, suddenly burst out with an incomparably powerful aura of profound force... A dazzling blood-red profound light shone on the long knife in his hand.
His silence just now was not a sign of underestimating the enemy or being arrogant... but was clearly a sign of quietly accumulating strength! And then suddenly burst out at this moment!
Because the people of the Illusionary Demon Clan have the Golden Crow bloodline, they have an unparalleled talent in practicing the fire-related profound arts. Therefore, although the kings of the Illusionary Demon Clan are not qualified to practice the "Golden Crow Burning World Record" that belongs only to the Demon King, they all practice the fire-related profound arts.
Prince Zihuan is no exception.
The knife in his hand was called "Red Blood", and the one he swung was the "Blood Flame Knife" that all the powerful phantom demons were terrified of! !
The Prince Zihuan in front of him suddenly turned from a still pool of water into a tsunami. Mu Hengyi attacked with all his strength in anger. Moreover, he had never expected that this enemy, who had been so contemptuous, would suddenly burst out with all his strength. He had no chance to avoid it at all. He could only use all his strength to collide head-on with his Red Blood Sword...
A blood-red light flashed across the sky, and the icy air was twisted into a chaotic and raging storm. The ice crystals flying in the sky were all turned into the tiniest fragments in a short moment.
BANG!!
Mu Hengyi's extinction ice crystals, which contained powerful destructive power, were torn apart in an instant, and the ice layer on the surface of his body was also cut open... The red light continued to move forward, cutting into his protective mystical power, and a ball of red light also erupted mercilessly at this moment... A sneer appeared on Prince Zihuan's face.
"Boy, we don't want you to win, we want you to lose as ugly as possible!!"
A whisper filled with deep mockery reached Mu Hengyi's ears. He flew out of the arena with broken ice crystals all over his body and a long trail of blood, and crashed into the Mu family's seats.
"Hengyi!!"
The people of the Mu family cried out in surprise, and Mu Yubai quickly jumped up and caught Mu Hengyi, who was flying backwards with blood all over his body.
A deep wound extended from Mu Hengyi's waist to his heart, more than a foot long, and deep enough that his internal organs were visible.
"Hengyi!!"
"Hengyi, are you okay?"
"Quick!! Get the medicine!"
The people of the Mu family quickly surrounded Mu Hengyi, and several elders used their profound energy to seal his wounds. Mu Hengyi gritted his teeth and did not scream, but his face was as pale as paper. He took a deep breath, looked at Mu Yubai and Mu Feiyan, and said with shame: "Patriarch... Hengyi is useless... He lost... so badly... He brought shame to the family..."
Everyone thought that Mu Hengyi would lose eventually, but no one expected that he would lose so quickly.
Defeated in seconds... Defeated in seconds without exaggeration!!
Although there was a huge gap between Mu Hengyi and Zihuan County Prince, they should not have been defeated so miserably if they had fought with all their strength. However, the opponent, who clearly had an absolute advantage in strength, still played a trick, using contempt and ridicule to make Mu Hengyi angry and lose his caution. He looked disdainful of the enemy, but in fact he had secretly mobilized all his strength... In a full-strength head-on collision, how could a Tyrant Profound Realm Level 3 be able to compete with the Tyrant Profound Realm Level 5 peak, and the Huanyao County Prince who had an absolute advantage in natural strength! !
Not only was Mu Hengyi defeated instantly, but he also did not cause any damage to the opponent, and even the consumption he caused to the opponent was very small.
Number One Under Heaven flew to Mu Hengyi and poured elf power into him. Soon, the pain in Mu Hengyi's wound stopped.
Mu Feiyan's chest rose and fell heavily. He did not blame Mu Hengyi, but said solemnly: "You did lose ugly, and your defeat is meaningless to this game... But for you, it was worth it! Because fortunately this time you are not facing a mortal enemy, otherwise, you would not be injured and lose ugly! Reflect on why you lost so ugly. If you figure it out, you will live longer in the future!"
“Yes…” Mu Hengyi closed his eyes and said ashamedly, “It was me… I lost all my rationality and defense under the instigation of my opponent… I will remember this lesson for the rest of my life…”
"Okay, close your eyes and rest now. If you have anything to say, we can talk after your injury is healed." After Mu Yubai finished speaking, he turned around and looked at Prince Zihuan coldly.
"Well, I didn't expect Brother Hengyi to be so weak. I only stabbed him with one blow and he got hurt like this. If I had known this would happen, I would have used half the strength in that blow." Prince Zihuan looked like he was blaming himself: "Senior Mu, injuries are inevitable during a competition. You shouldn't embarrass me because of this, right?"
Injuries during a fight should not be pursued, let alone in the Demon King's Palace, in full view of everyone. So even though Mu Yubai knew that he had deliberately injured Mu Hengyi, he could not get angry. He snorted coldly, without saying a word to Prince Zihuan, and turned his gaze to Yun Qinghong.
They had all seen that the Prince of Huai not only wanted to defeat them badly, but also wanted them to lose miserably and as uglily as possible, and to completely trample their dignity underfoot.
[Continuous insomnia... Is there any hope? 】
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