When Li Menglong first started talking to him, Lan Xuanyu already knew what he was thinking. He just didn't point it out. There was no need for that. Without Li Menglong, where would he go to earn the Heaven Nourishing Crystals?
At this moment, she, who appeared to be exhausted on the surface, had finally drawn out his true intentions. Although Lonemoon didn't know how he did it, he did have a way to make the Eight-Armed Divine Demon Clan pause temporarily. Unfortunately, Lan Xuanyu obviously couldn't agree to it! What marriage by jousting? That was just a gimmick to earn the Heaven Nourishing Crystals.
A competition of acting skills? When have we ever been afraid of a competition of acting skills?
At that moment, Li Menglong saw the change in Lan Yan's expression. "She" pursed her already pale red lips and straightened her back. An unyielding will seemed to want to break out of her body. Her beautiful face was full of stubbornness.
She was using her expression and emotions to tell everyone that she, Princess Jinlong, would never admit defeat and would never admit defeat!
This …
Li Menglong hesitated. Of course, he could see that Lan's condition was not good. With his abilities, he should have a chance to defeat her if he went up on stage. But what if? It was better to be safe than sorry! Moreover, judging from the previous battles, Azura was extremely vicious. What would happen if he died at her hands?
No, safety first, stability first. In the end, Li Menglong flinched. Compared to marrying a good wife, his own life was more important.
At this thought, Li Menglong's expression gradually returned to normal. He sighed softly and his eyes were full of emotions. He looked at Lan Xuanyu on stage with pity. His face was full of helplessness and hope. Then, he clenched his fists and waved them at Lan Xuanyu as if to cheer him on.
Bai Xiuxiu had been sitting next to Lan Xuanyu the whole time, watching everything coldly from the sidelines. This … this acting was awesome. It really felt like everyone was an actor!
At this moment, a beam of light shot into the payment bucket. The ninth Eight-Armed Divine Demon appeared.
When this person appeared on the stage, Lan Xuanyu suddenly felt that something was amiss. This was …
In the next instant, his expression changed drastically. He grabbed Bai Xiuxiu and pulled Bai Xiuxiu into his arms.
Streaks of deep purple lightning shot out from the Eight-Armed Divine Demon's chest and covered his entire body. The Eight-Armed Divine Demon's body rushed forward, carrying an incomparably destructive aura as he charged straight at Lan Xuanyu.
Lan Xuanyu carried Bai Xiuxiu and soared into the air. In the next instant, he used his Martial Soul True Body again, transforming into King Jinlong. At the same time, the scales on his body changed color and shone with a rainbow-colored luster. The huge Long Wei swept out and lashed at the majestic body of the eight-armed Fiendgod.
"Rumble!"
This time, there was no need for the Divine Light-Dark Lightning, nor was there any need to fight. The Divine Core in the Eight-Armed Divine Demon's chest instantly detonated, erupting with an incomparably terrifying explosion.
The entire stage was instantly covered in a dark purple color, and a terrifying aura filled the air. Even the protective barrier was violently trembling from the impact.
The faces of the two Dragon Knights on the main stage changed at the same time, and they were both shocked. Was the Eight-armed Divine Demon Race going mad?
Yes, he had gone mad! The ninth Eight-Armed Divine Demon to step onto the stage had actually chosen to self-detonate.
He didn't even need to fight, but directly detonated his Divine Core. What a ferocious method!
In the previous battles, when Lan Xuanyu had faced the other Eight-Armed Divine Demons, there had been Eight-Armed Divine Demons who had wanted to detonate their Divine Cores to the very end, but Lan Xuanyu had cleverly prevented them from doing so. In the end, he had crushed their skulls and destroyed them with the Divine Light-Dark Lightning.
But this time, the Eight-Armed Divine Demon had detonated his Divine Core right from the start, not giving Lan Xuanyu or Bai Xiuxiu a chance to make a move. And the detonation of his Divine Core was so powerful that it wasn't the slightest bit inferior to Lan Xuanyu's Divine Light-Dark Lightning!
At that very moment, the only thing that could compare to the explosion of the first Eight-Armed Divine Demon's Divine Core was the Divine Light-Dark Lightning. That destructive storm was wreaking havoc on the first stage.
Below the stage, Li Menglong's face also changed greatly. Had the Eight-Armed Divine Demon gone mad?
At that moment, seven or eight Eight-Armed Divine Demons had already arrived at his side, blocking his view with their majestic bodies.
Li Menglong's face changed. Although there were quite a few Tianma clansmen beside him, he could clearly sense that there was something wrong with the aura of these Eight-Armed Divine Demons. The Divine Cores in their chests were fluctuating unstably, as if they could explode at any time.
If it were any other race, they might have been bluffing. But the Eight-Armed Divine Demons were all madmen. It wasn't strange for madmen to do something like that!
Helpless, Li Menglong could only take his subordinates and retreat a few steps, putting some distance between them.
The destructive storm wreaked havoc on the first stage for over ten seconds before gradually fading away, revealing a huge figure.
The Golden Dragon King's massive body had shrunk down to only a third of its original size, and the mirror-like appearance of its scales was gradually fading away. The rainbow light emanating from its body had become extremely dim, and several dozen of its scales had been damaged. A large amount of blood was flowing from those damaged scales.
"Cough cough, cough cough!" Violent coughs sounded, and the radiance receded. King Jinlong's body had returned to its human form. However, Azura now looked even more wretched. A trickle of blood flowed down the corner of her mouth.
At that moment, "her" dress was already stained red with blood. Because it was a white dress, it was very distinct. With Bai Xiuxiu's support, she barely managed to stay upright, but her entire body was leaning on Bai Xiuxiu.
Bai Xiuxiu hugged "her" tightly and looked down at "her" whose eyes were tightly shut. Tears welled up in her eyes.
Bai Xiuxiu was completely unharmed by such a violent explosion. During the process of the explosion, Lan Xuanyu used his King Jinlong True Form to completely protect her. Later, he transformed into the True Form of the Dragon Gods to completely block the destructive storm of the explosion. He took all the attacks on his own.
Bai Xiuxiu called out softly, "Sister, sister, how are you? How are you? "
"Cough cough!" Lan Xuanyu coughed up some blood and struggled to open his eyes. He stuttered, "I, I'm fine … I can still … cough cough …"
Looking at his eyes, Bai Xiuxiu's hanging heart finally relaxed a little. Although his voice was very weak, his eyes flashed with a touch of comfort. Moreover, his eyes were still clear, without the turbidity of being severely injured.
This acting, Li Menglong lost! Bai Xiuxiu's heart twitched.
"Dong — —" On the main stage, a crisp bell rang. "Today is the last round of the Future Rookie Challenge. The arena where the competition is ongoing will be the last round. The arena where there is no competition will be the last round of the challenge. "
Finally, it was the last round.
However, this announcement caused an uproar among the audience. If it was announced a minute earlier, Princess Jinlong would not have to fight another round, right? Now that there was another round, could she withstand it?
At this time, Tianma's powerhouses had already entered the arena to repair it.
On the main stage, the two Dragon Knights' faces were as dark as water. Although they did not say anything, their gazes were clearly filled with coldness as they looked at the Eight-Armed Divine Demon in the distance.
He self-destructed as soon as he entered the arena. He used the self-destruction of his Divine Demon core to severely injure Lan Xuanyu. This was no longer a challenge in the arena. It was an absolute fight to the death. The Eight-Armed Divine Demon was provoking the Dragon race!
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