Long Yu could sense that the Abyss Race's method of turning a part of their body into metal fluid and merging with the void to move forward was somewhat similar to his Book of Shadows.
In order to detect the opponent's sneak attack, one would have to be at least several realms higher than the opponent!
The Golden Flood Dragon Third Prince's body was surrounded by golden light. He was obviously on guard, but a part of the opponent's metal fluid still managed to drill into his body and self-destruct, leaving three huge bloody holes in his body.
"Your Highness!"
"Third Prince!"
Immediately, the golden-armored guards at the side of the arena all cried out in surprise. This scene was really out of their expectations. As guards, none of them had ever fought against the Abyss Race before.
These people had always been protecting the Third Prince in the Golden Flood Dragon Fey Race's territory. Even the guard leader of the mid-level Sovereign Realm didn't know much about the Abyss Race.
At this moment, who would have thought that the Abyss Race would have such a method to injure the Golden Flood Dragon Third Prince so severely?
The Golden Flood Dragon Third Prince was in human form. His vitals were located differently from humans. However, one of the three bloody holes left by the Abyss Race's metal fluid happened to be near the Third Prince's heart.
The Golden Flood Dragon Third Prince immediately spat out a large mouthful of blood and retreated. He didn't dare to stay in the arena for long!
Fortunately, the Abyss Race had already lost thirty percent of its metal fluid. Now that another ten percent had been self-destructed, it didn't have the remaining strength to chase after the Golden Flood Dragon Third Prince.
The Golden Flood Dragon Third Prince successfully escaped from the arena. Then, the mid-level Sovereign Realm guard leader of the Golden Flood Dragon Fey Race immediately came up and hugged the Third Prince.
Seeing this scene, Prince Blood Demon couldn't help but start shooting his mouth off again, "Hehe, rumor has it that the Third Prince of the Golden Flood Dragon Fey Race is extremely talented in martial arts and combat, but it seems that's all there is to it. Luckily, we're in the arena and can escape. If we were in the real battlefield of the foreign races, we'd be dead! "
If it were any other time, the guards of the Golden Flood Dragon Demon Clan would definitely retort Prince Blood Demon. But right now, the Third Prince of the Golden Flood Dragon Demon Clan was heavily wounded, and even his heart was affected. He was on the brink of death.
The mid-level Sovereign Realm guard leader immediately took out a special heart-protecting pill of the Golden Flood Dragon Fey Race and fed it to the Third Prince. Then, he brought the Third Prince into his own small world to prepare the best environment for him to recover.
There were already thousands of people gathered around the arena. At this moment, they were all dumbfounded as they looked at the situation. It was difficult for them to accept this result. One must know that every one of them had participated in the bet and bet a lot of demon coins on the Golden Flood Dragon Third Prince. This time, they all lost!
Of course, these people did not really care about the demon coins. However, the fact that the Blood Demon Prince was the only one enjoying himself made them all very unhappy!
But now, it was obvious that they were the ones who were giving money to the Prince …
Prince Blood Demon laughed heartily as he approached the three stewards of the King of Slaughter.
The three Killer King Demon Race stewards didn't expect such a thing to happen. They could only nod and say, "Although the Abyss Race is seriously injured, he's still alive. The Third Prince of the Golden Flood Dragon Fey Race lost the challenge. Therefore, the result of the bet is set."
The three Killer King Demon Race stewards weren't shocked for too long because they had seen such things happen too many times. The Abyss Race alone had already killed many human and demon cultivators who had a chance to kill it. Otherwise, how could it have won 50 battles in a row?
Compared to Prince Blood Demon's joy, Long Yu was currently observing the Abyss Race on the arena.
"My body is much stronger than the Third Prince of the Golden Flood Dragon Fey Race. However, in my current state, I won't be able to withstand the self-detonation of the Abyss Race. This kind of creature that survived from the battlefield is the most terrifying. Even at the last moment, I'm afraid it can still kill me."
As Long Yu thought to himself, he became extremely vigilant against the Abyss Race. He didn't underestimate the Abyss Race just because it was seriously injured.
If he let his guard down, even if Long Yu could kill the Abyss Race, he might also be buried with it!
Of course, this was not a situation that Long Yu wanted to see. How could he kill the Abyss Race after he entered the arena? He mainly had to use psychological tactics against the Abyss Race. Gradually, a plan formed in Long Yu's mind …
Prince Blood Demon returned to Long Yu's side after receiving the reward of the bet.
"Brother Mountain Ghost, it's your turn now. Don't underestimate the Abyss Race. If you're not careful, you'll end up like the Third Prince of the Golden Flood Dragon Fey Race. I can feel that your body might be stronger than the Third Prince's, but not by much. If the Abyss Race self-detonates, you'll die for sure!"
Prince Blood Demon reminded Long Yu solemnly.
"Don't worry. I know what I'm doing."
Long Yu nodded solemnly too.
Seeing Long Yu's expression, Prince Blood Demon was relieved. He admired Long Yu even more. If it were someone else, they would feel that they had picked up a great bargain.
But Prince Blood Demon knew that the closer the Abyss Race was to death, the more dangerous it would be. No matter what method it was, even if it meant perishing together with the enemy, such a terrifying creature would use it!
Prince Blood Demon had been to the battlefield of the alien races in person. It was a place where the fighting was extremely fierce. It was like hell on earth. No matter how strong the enemy was, they could be killed in an instant!
Including the Great Sovereigns of the human race and the demon race.
Even the Great Sovereigns could be buried by the alien races at any time on the battlefield of the alien races. There were all kinds of reasons for their death, such as being overwhelmed by the alien races' overwhelming numbers, a sudden suicide attack, the sudden appearance of a terrifying war machine …
There were all kinds of ways to die!
The Abyss Race was a very terrifying race on the battlefield of the alien races because the closer they were to death, the more dangerous they would be.
When encountering the Abyss Race on the battlefield of the alien races, unless they were absolutely sure that they could win, it was best to run as far away as possible. Otherwise, even if they managed to kill the Abyss Race member, they would be dragged down with them.
The two biggest characteristics of the Abyss Race were their extremely tough bodies and their fearless fighting will. They were more terrifying than all the other alien races.
"Now, it's my turn, isn't it?"
Long Yu turned around and asked the three stewards of the Killer King Demon Clan.
"According to the rules, after a challenge, you must wait for two hours before you can challenge again. After two hours, you can go on stage."
One of the stewards of the Killer King Demon Clan said indifferently. He couldn't help but feel envious of Long Yu.
Not only the steward of the Killer King Demon Clan, but all the other cultivators also looked at Long Yu with envy. They all thought that if Long Yu went on stage, he would definitely be able to take advantage of the situation and kill the Abyss Race member.
It should be known that the Abyss Race member had already lost forty percent of its metallic fluid. It was not far from death. Any existence at the level of the Emperor could easily kill the Abyss Race member in a few moves.
"This kid has really taken advantage of the situation!"
"He's so lucky. If I had known earlier, I would have signed up for the challenge. This time, I would have made a lot of money. It's a pity that there's no such thing as luck in this world …"
"It's really a bargain. The demon coins we just put into the bet should be considered invalid. We should set up a new bet."
Many people began to suggest setting up a new bet.
Originally, no one was optimistic about Long Yu's chances of winning the challenge. They all placed their bets on the Abyss Race member. But now, no one thought that Long Yu would lose. Therefore, they all asked for the bet to be reopened.
Due to this situation, the three stewards of the Killer King Demon Clan discussed for a while, but they shook their heads and rejected these people's suggestions.
"The Bloody Battlefield bet, once opened, will not be canceled, nor will it be changed. Whatever the bet is, that's how it is. But you can bet again now, maybe you can earn back the demon coins you're about to lose."
A steward of the Killer King Demon Clan said indifferently.
Hearing this, the cultivators in the field were immediately unhappy. They all wanted to lose their temper, but in the face of a large organization like the Bloody Sand Field, who dared to raise any objections?
Instantly, they all vented their anger on Long Yu!
"It's all this kid's fault. This time, the Blood Demon Prince won big! That guy bet ten million demon coins. No matter how much we bet, we can't get back our share! "
"That's right! This human kid is too disgusting. I curse him to be killed by the Abyss Race member in the arena! "
Everyone pointed their fingers at Long Yu.
This caused Long Yu's expression to darken. The three stewards of the Killer King Demon Clan were too emotional. Weren't they clearly tricking him, Long Yu?
"The Golden Flood Dragon Third Prince signed up for the challenge after me, but he was arranged to fight before me. This is clearly a violation of the rules of the Bloody Sand Field because the Golden Flood Dragon Third Prince has a noble status."
"Now, because there is a problem with the result of the battle between the Abyss Race and the Golden Flood Dragon Third Prince, they are not willing to change the previous bet and have everyone point their fingers at me. This is obviously because they are jealous that I can encounter the seriously injured Abyss Race member …"
Looking at the expressions of the three stewards of the Killer King Demon Clan, Long Yu knew that they were in such a state of mind. However, Long Yu didn't say much. After all, they were the stewards of the Bloody Sand Field and had the home advantage. It would be useless for Long Yu to say anything more.
Most importantly, if the bet was changed, the Blood Demon Prince would probably win a lot less demon coins, which would do more harm than good to Long Yu.
"This way, I can make more money. Good, good."
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