Lou Mu Yan’s victory was beyond every human and Demon Cultivator’s expectations. But with facts presented before them, even if they couldn’t accept it, they had to admit that their eyes were bad.
In the first round of the match between human Sword Masters and Demon Cultivators, no one knew whether it was because of her influence or not, but they won six battles. This time, they had the priority to choose their opponents.
“Lou Mu Yan, do you still want to continue participating in the battle?” Xiao Jun Yao said with a gentle smile, seeing the unabated fighting intent in her eyes.
Lou Mu Yan nodded, asking: “Mm, as long as I’m undefeated, I can keep fighting right?”
“Naturally you can. As long as you keep a winning streak, then you can continue to fight.”
Xiao Jun Yao also hoped that Lou Mu Yan would continue. After all, the combined combat powers of the three Tier 7 Spirit Pets around her was already extremely terrifying, which could also buy more time for the human cultivators.
“Alright!”
At the beginning of the second round, Lou Mu Yan’s gaze focused directly on the man with cyan patterns on his face who she had a feud with. Most importantly, this Demon Cultivator was also a snake-type.
When the cyan-patterned man saw that Lou Mu Yan wanted to challenge him, his scalp was numb, but it was also what he expected.
Remembering that he had once forced this woman to run away, and now he was chosen in the second round, he could tell that she was very vengeful. Not to mention it was also he who challenged her at first, so he could only toughen his head and go up to fight.
Coming here to participate in the battle with the humans, they, as Transformation Stage Demon Cultivators, had already put their life and death aside.
Sure enough, Lou Mu Yan didn’t make a move at all, and the cyan-patterned man, even after using his all, couldn’t escape the gang beating of the three Spirit Pets and eventually became food for the Human-Eating Blood Thorn Vine King.
Most of the opponents chosen by Lou Mu Yan in the next rounds were also all snake-type Demon Cultivators. After all, Miao Miao needed the Crystal Cores of Tier 7 Demonic Beasts to improve her strength.
The Great Decisive War was inherently cruel to begin with, and it had long reached the point of either you die, or I die, so if she revealed mercy, then she would be the first to die in the hands of the opponent Demon Cultivator.
The match lasted for five rounds and Lou Mu Yan never once fought herself. By only her three Spirit Pets alone, she swept her opponents clear.
She didn’t want to reveal too much of her own fighting style and trump cards right now. After all, after entering the top ten in the finals at the peak of the mountain, she would meet five of the stronger participants in the competition.
“I’ve long heard that among the Sword Masters participating in the competition, there was a woman who excels at Arrays. Today, let this old man come and experience it.”
In the final round of the one-on-one competition, the elderly, cyan-bearded man approached straight opposite of Lou Mu Yan.
Each step he took, the surrounding space would fluctuate slightly, and the pressure that was subconsciously revealed had an imposing and pressing momentum.
[WHOA!!]
Hearing the words of the elderly, cyan-bearded man, the human Sword Masters on the city wall were in an uproar. No one expected that the strongest Demon Cultivator opposite would actually choose Lou Mu Yan to battle.
In the previous round, the Demon Cultivators won six battles, so they had the right to choose their opponents first in the final round.
Lou Mu Yan won five battles in a row, which won them five hours of time, and also made them go from the initial ridicule to shock and amazement. In the end, many began to envy her for having three such powerful Spirit Pets.
The people present were all Sword Masters who decided to stay and enter the finals. No one was a fool. Lou Mu Yan’s ability to subdue three Tier 7 Demon Cultivators with very pure bloodlines meant that her own strength was definitely also extraordinary.
Of course, there were also a small portion of people who didn’t like her and still slandered her inwardly.
A few streaks of redness appeared in Xue Ling’er’s eyes. Each battle Lou Mu Yan won, her heart would feel uncomfortable.
This time, seeing the Peak-Phase Tier 8 Demon Cultivator taking the initiative to challenge Lou Mu Yan, her still heart began to grow active again.
Thoughts such as ‘kill her’ and ‘shred her up’ kept flooding her mind.
“Old Qing, this is a little inappropriate, no?” Xiao Jun Yao furrowed his brows and looked at the elderly, cyan-bearded man and said.
Although Lou Mu Yan’s Spirit Pets were powerful, but they definitely weren’t Old Qing’s opponents. The Elders of the Heavenly Secret Palace had also secretly told him to win over Lou Mu Yan, so he naturally didn’t dare to overtly agree to it but covertly oppose.
Yes—Xiao Jun Yao, because of his extraordinary talent and strong background, had actually long been selected as a predetermined pupil by the Heavenly Secret Palace. As long as he could successfully enter the top ten, then he could directly enter the Heavenly Secret Palace and become their Outer Core Pupil.
The elderly, cyan-bearded man smiled carefreely: “What’s inappropriate. Didn’t this little friend also use three Spirit Pets of the same tier to win in numbers? Since the rules of the battle laid bare, me choosing her is my freedom, and does not violate the rules set by your human Almighties.”
There was ridicule in his words, and it could be heard that he was very dissatisfied with the human Almighties who set this place as a competition space.
“Lou Mu Yan, the disparity in strength between you two is too great, you should give up this time.” Xiao Jun Yao knew that the leader of the Demon Cultivators had been angered by Lou Mu Yan and wouldn’t compromise, so he could only turn around and persuade her.
Luo Li and the others also stepped forward to persuade her to forfeit. After all, Lou Mu Yan, whose strength was only equivalent to a Tier 6 Demonic Beast, definitely wouldn’t be the opponent of a Peak-Phase Tier 8 Demonic Beast.
Lou Mu Yan smiled beautifully at everyone, “No worries. I’ve long wanted to experience the combat strength of Tier 8 Demonic Beasts, so I accept this challenge.”
“You’ve gone crazy, woman, absolutely unreasonable. This isn’t a joke. You can experience it later, now is a battle of life and death.” Luo Li looked at her with slight anger.
Si Nan also disagreed, “Lou Mu Yan, that old demon isn’t easy to deal with, even Xiao Jun Yao might not be an opponent.”
What he meant was that you shouldn’t act capable!
Xiao Jun Yao smiled bitterly: “I’m definitely not his opponent.”
There were also whispers of discussion below, but due to the pressure of Yan Jun and the others, they didn’t dare to speak too ill of Lou Mu Yan. However, they were still not optimistic about her battle this time.
The elderly, cyan-bearded man didn’t rush them either. He smiled lightly and waited for them to finish discussing. But after a sudden voice sounded in his Sea of Consciousness, his expression changed ever so slightly.
“I wonder how your discussion is going?” He closed his eyes, then continued: “Little friend, I won’t bully you either. As long as you can withstand three moves from this old man, then this old man will be considered to have lost. How about it?”
He originally wanted to take this opportunity to kill Lou Mu Yan. After all, she made them lose five Transformation Stage Demon Cultivators.
But after hearing the direct instructions from Monarch, he could only give up his original plan. However, he also wanted to teach Lou Mu Yan, this arrogant junior, some lessons.
“The difference in cultivation base between me and you is too great. If I agree and take on your three moves, then you can’t just reduce the time by an hour.” Lou Mu Yan stepped forward and raised her conditions with a light smile.
Hearing her arrogant and unrestrained bargaining with the opponent’s strongest Demon Cultivator, Si Nan and the others couldn’t resist twitching their lips.
Everything about this woman was good, but she was just too shrewd. But wasn’t she a little too confident in herself?
In their opinion, Lou Mu Yan being able to withstand three moves of her opponent was difficult, very difficult, extremely difficult!
The elderly, cyan-bearded man sneered, with a trace of anger in his eyes, “Alright. If you can withstand three moves of this old man’s, the melee time can be reduced by another four hours.
Then, he immediately turned the conversation on its head and looked at Lou Mu Yan sharply, asking: “But what if you can’t withstand three moves from this old man?”