The Demon Lord and Mo Ren exchanged bewildered glances, both looking at Tu Er with expressions of utter confusion.
Mo Ren spoke first, "Your Highness, are you mistaken?"
"Huh? No!"
The Demon Lord was furious when he saw Tu Er's foolish appearance.
"Look for yourself! Isn't that Chu Yu, the one fighting so fiercely right now?"
"Um?..."
Turning around, it was true; Chu Yu and Qian Hui were evenly matched!
Tu Er turned around, completely bewildered, pointed at Chu Yu, and asked uncertainly, "This... could I have seen wrong?"
Then, without waiting for their answer, he asked again, very uncertainly, "Is this really Chu Yu?"
The Demon Lord was so angry at his son's foolish behavior that he immediately roared, "Do you think everyone is as ignorant and incompetent as you?"
Look at them, and then look at you!
"Father..."
Tu Er was speechless after being scolded, and could only awkwardly scratch his head and quickly slip away.
Mo Ren watched Tu Er's retreating figure and comforted him, "Demon Lord, His Highness is still young and inevitably has some childish tendencies. You don't need to be so anxious."
"Mo Ren, we don't have time to wait for him to grow up slowly. To put it another way, even if I could wait, the Demon Realm couldn't, and the other realms certainly wouldn't!"
Looking at the bustling scene below, Mo Ren thought, "Yes, they can't wait any longer..."
......
Gu Xi and her companions squeezed through the crowd and walked to Hua's side.
"Alright, Chu Yu will be fine."
"Sister Wanke..."
Hua had no desire to speak, only calling out "Wan Ke" before falling silent.
Looking at Chu Yu, who wasn't suffering the slightest loss at Qian Hui's hands, Gu Xi felt a deep sense of defeat. Even though he had inherited Wan Xi's swordsmanship,
After assessing Qianhui's strength, he didn't think he could last long against Qianhui.
Chu Yu is like Fusheng Mountain.
It was there, but he could never reach the top of the mountain.
What's more terrifying than Mount Fusheng is that he has no way to break it...
Gradually, both Chu Yu and Qian Hui developed wounds of varying sizes on their bodies.
Qianhui's sword grazed past Chu Yu's neck. Before Chu Yu could react, Qianhui's palm strike followed. Chu Yu had no choice but to take it head-on!
Those onlookers who understood Chu Yu's thoughts thought he was crazy, and even Gu Xi and the others found it unbelievable.
"Is Chu Yu planning to take Qian Hui's palm strike head-on?!"
Gu Xi frowned, unsure whether she was replying to Qi Lian or talking to herself, "He actually intends to confront us head-on!"
Wan Ke was also utterly incredulous, "Qian Hui is already tens of thousands of years old! Does Chu Yu have a death wish?"
Before anyone could answer, a haughty, shrill voice rang out from the side, "At least you have some self-awareness. Too bad, it's too late!"
"I advise you to prepare a coffin right now so you can collect that kid's body!"
Qianji's words completely ignited Hua's anger, which had been under immense tension.
You should prepare your own coffin first!
Before he finished speaking, almost at the same time that Chu Yu and Qian Hui connected, the strings of the Broken Illusion Zither swept towards Qian Ji!
After a moment of silence, the scene erupted in deafening cheers filled with disbelief.
"That boy actually caught it!"
"Oh my god!"
"He actually defeated Qian Hui, one of the four elders of the Demon Realm!"
......
Chu Yu gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking at Qian Hui, who was lying on the ground coughing up blood, not far away, as if he were a dead object. Today was not a good time to kill Qian Hui; he would have to let him go for now.
As Chu Yu was walking out, he heard a panicked voice, "Elder Qianhui, something terrible has happened! Something terrible has happened! Young Master is dead!"
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