After the sledgehammer was launched, Miao Yan's face turned pale and his body swayed a few times. He was obviously very weak.
Miao Yan wanted to finish the battle in one fell swoop. He wanted to use the power of the mid-grade demonic weapon to defeat Miao Yan in one fell swoop.
This was the decision Miao Yan and Fang Yu had come to after discussing it. In their opinion, this was absolutely foolproof. They knew that Hao Ren's trump card was an offensive method. If it didn't have strong defensive power, it would be impossible to block the attack of a Mid-Rank Magic Weapon.
The demonic shadow that appeared behind Hao Ren was actually his trump card. When he was in the Cultivation World, he relied on this trump card to ascend to the Demonic Realm. Therefore, he was very proficient in using this trump card.
However, when the opponent's mid-grade demonic weapon smashed down, Hao Ren was a little flustered at first. Then, a determined look appeared on his face.
Hao Ren did not use his trump card to block the sledgehammer. Instead, he threw it out.
The demonic shadow flew out from behind Hao Ren like a flying yaksha and pounced in front of Miao Yan in an instant.
"He's crazy!"
The disciples of the Demonic Sect who were watching the battle all exclaimed.
Anyone could see that if Hao Ren used the demonic shadow to block the sledgehammer, although he would be injured and defeated, it would not be a big deal and his life would not be in danger. If the demonic shadow went out to attack, although it could counterattack and there was a greater possibility that it could knock Miao Yan off the stage, it was more likely that he would die under the sledgehammer.
Ordinary cultivators would definitely not choose to risk their lives to knock the opponent off the stage.
Xiao Lingyu was also a little surprised by Hao Ren's choice. However, he soon understood Hao Ren's intention.
Hao Ren knew that he would definitely not die under the sledgehammer. Because in addition to the demonic shadow, he still had a trump card, which was the mid-grade demonic weapon that Xiao Lingyu had given him.
Just as the demonic shadow flew out and the sledgehammer was more than two feet away from his head, Hao Ren suddenly looked up and a black light flew out from his mouth. In an instant, it turned into a magic weapon that looked like a tortoise shell.
When the sledgehammer hit the tortoise shell, the demonic shadow pounced on Miao Yan, who was not in a good state.
The Demonic Shadow's speed was extremely fast, and it was locked onto Miao Yan. The arena was only so big, and Miao Yan's cultivation was weak, so he naturally couldn't dodge it.
With a loud bang, the demonic energy in the arena where Miao Yan and Hao Ren were located was wreaking havoc, making it impossible for everyone to see what was going on inside.
Although the tortoise-shell-shaped defensive magic tool was given to Hao Ren by Xiao Lingyu, he did not know much about the defensive power of the magic tool, so he could not instantly judge the situation in the arena. He could not help but worry for Hao Ren.
After a few moments, the Demon Qi in the field was completely withdrawn, and the scene gradually became clear.
To everyone's surprise, although Miao Yan had been knocked off the stage by the demonic shadow, Hao Ren was still lying on the ground. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
As for the tortoise-shell-like defensive magic weapon and Miao Yan's sledgehammer, they lay quietly beside Hao Ren at this time. Their color was dim and their power was gone.
"That guy is dead?"
"What he used just now seems to be a middle-grade Magic Weapon!"
"I didn't expect that both of them, who are only in the Earth Demon Realm, would have middle-grade Magic Weapons. I'm already in the mid-stage of the Heavenly Demon Realm, and I'm still using a low-grade Magic Weapon."
"If Hao Ren is dead, this battle should be considered Miao Yan's victory."
While everyone was discussing, Miao Yan struggled to stand up. He first looked nervously at the arena. When he saw Hao Ren lying motionless, he laughed loudly and shouted as if he had gone crazy, "Haha! Even if you have a middle-grade Magic Weapon, you're still no match for me! "
However, just as Miao Yan finished shouting, his smile froze on his face.
In the arena, Hao Ren, who was lying on the ground, suddenly sat up with his hands on the ground, and then stood up shakily.
After standing for two breaths, Hao Ren fell to the ground with a plop.
Miao Yan hurriedly ran to the stage, wanting to see if Hao Ren was really dead this time.
What made Miao Yan depressed was that Hao Ren was not dead, nor was he unconscious, and his eyes were still open.
When Hao Ren saw Miao Yan, he grinned and said, "Don't open your eyes so wide, I'm not dead yet!"
The corner of Miao Yan's mouth twitched a few times, and he snorted and said, "You're not dead, but you're still pretending to be dead! You must be seriously injured, right? "
When Hao Ren heard this, he immediately jumped up and patted the dust off his body, and said in a seemingly relaxed manner, "It's too tiring to stand, so I want to lie down for a while, don't misunderstand!"
Seeing this, Xiao Lingyu on the stage let out a long sigh and glanced at Fang Yu, who was not far away.
Fang Yu's face was ashen at this time, and his body was trembling with anger. He was very puzzled that Hao Ren, who had just ascended less than a hundred years ago and had recently advanced to the early stage of Earth Demon, had a middle-grade Magic Weapon.
What made Fang Yu even angrier was that Miao Yan, who also had a middle-grade Magic Weapon, was clearly one level higher in realm, but he could not defeat his opponent, and the opponent was still standing on the stage.
After a cold snort, Fang Yu stood up from his seat and walked to the side angrily.
Hao Ren put the tortoise-shell-like magic weapon into his body and said to Miao Yan, "In the next five hundred years, I'll have to trouble Brother Miao to take care of those cubs, haha …"
When the referee announced that the winner was Hao Ren, Hao Ren walked down the stage slowly and slowly came to Xiao Lingyu.
Xiao Lingyu was just about to congratulate him, but Hao Ren had already rolled his eyes and fell into Xiao Lingyu's arms.
"This boy can really pretend!" Xiao Lingyu caught Hao Ren, then took out a medicinal pill and fed it to Hao Ren. He then poured his power into Hao Ren's body to help Hao Ren dissolve the medicinal effect.
Hao Ren was seriously injured, and his muscles and bones were severely broken. Fortunately, his Dantian was not too shaken, and although the Demon Infant was a little dispirited, it was not a big problem.
What Xiao Lingyu fed Hao Ren just now was a middle-grade Magic Pill, which was enough to heal him.
Wang Tai's battle and Jiang Kui's battle were carried out at the same time. However, Wang Tai had already entered the stage, while Jiang Kui had yet to appear.
Wang Tai's opponent was a late-stage Earth Demon cultivator who showed faint signs of breaking through to the Heavenly Demon Stage. Xiao Lingyu had said before that if the opponent was too strong, Wang Tai shouldn't go all out and expose the fact that he had a middle-grade Magic Tool. After all, both Wang Tai and Hao Ren were from the Imperial Beast Hall. If they used middle-grade Magic Tools in the battle, it would certainly arouse suspicion.
Hao Ren's amazing performance just now had aroused the suspicion of many experts of the Eastern Demon Sect. Moreover, Hao Ren was seriously injured. The honest and loyal Wang Tai naturally knew what to do at this time. He just put on an act and made a few gestures, then cupped his hands and admitted defeat.
The gap between the two sides was quite big, so Wang Tai took the initiative to admit defeat. In everyone's eyes, it was a wise move and no one doubted it.
After Wang Tai left the stage, he took Hao Ren back to the Imperial Beast Hall. Xiao Lingyu, on the other hand, looked at Fang Yu's battle stage.
According to the rules of the competition, a person who was late by ten minutes would be regarded as admitting defeat.
The referee was about to announce the result when Jiang Kui appeared in front of the stage. He looked travel-worn and slightly distressed.
"Senior Brother Jiang, you've arrived so late. I thought you were prepared to give up and admit defeat," Fang Yu waited for Jiang Kui to get on the stage, and said with a smile.
"Humph! Don't worry. I, Jiang Kui, haven't fallen to that point yet! "Jiang Kui patted the dust off his body, and replied with a cold snort.
"Senior Brother Jiang, have you prepared enough magic stones?" Fang Yu asked with a smile.
The corners of Jiang Kui's mouth twitched as he replied, "I have enough magic stones. But, I don't have enough magic stones for 100,000 pieces. I only have 60,000 pieces."
"Haha, Senior Brother Jiang, our agreement is 100,000 middle-grade magic stones. Whoever can't come up with that amount will have to crawl under my crotch, and bark three times like a dog. Now that Senior Brother Jiang hasn't gathered enough magic stones, shouldn't you honor this agreement before the competition? "Fang Yu said with a big laugh. The gloominess from Miao Yan's loss had been swept away.
At this moment, Jiang Kui's originally stalwart body seemed to tremble a little. He was a man of his words, and he had never gone back on his word. It was absolutely impossible for such a man to not admit to his own words.
"Alright! A real man knows when to yield and when to stand tall. I, Jiang Kui, will definitely do what I say! "
Jiang Kui was silent for a moment, and after a sound of agreement, he pretended to crawl down.
At this moment, the entire audience was staring at the battle between Jiang Kui and Fang Yu, because the news of this battle had been spreading like wildfire in the sect.
"Wait!"
A shout came from below the stage.
Everyone looked towards the direction of the voice, and saw a young cultivator slowly walking to the bottom of the stage.
This young man was Xiao Lingyu. At this moment, his heart was filled with guilt. He had actually allowed a man of steel to crawl under someone else's crotch.
Walking to the edge of the stage, Xiao Lingyu threw a storage pouch on the stage and said, "Now you have enough magic stones!"
After saying this, without giving the two people on the stage time to speak, Xiao Lingyu turned around and quickly returned to his seat in the audience.
Jiang Kui was a little surprised, and his thoughts became complicated. However, after thinking about it, he decided to put away the magic stones first.
His demonic consciousness sank into the storage pouch and took a look. It was full of middle-grade magic stones, and there were at least 70,000 to 80,000 of them. Jiang Kui's expression relaxed a lot.
"Now I have enough magic stones." Jiang Kui waved the two storage pouches in his hand and said to Miao Yan.
Fang Yu glared at Xiao Lingyu with resentment and said in a low voice, "Then let's compete to see who's better!"
Seeing that the person he had been jealous of for many years was about to crawl under his crotch, but failed at the last moment, Fang Yu, who already hated Xiao Lingyu, naturally hated him even more. He couldn't wait to rush over and tear Xiao Lingyu into pieces and burn his bones to ashes.
"That's exactly what I want!"
After Jiang Kui responded, he retreated to the side and got into a fighting stance.
Fang Yu and Jiang Kui were both at the Middle-stage Omen Stage, but Jiang Kui joined the sect earlier, and Jiang Kui was at the peak of the Middle-stage Omen Stage. Fang Yu had just entered the Middle-stage Omen Stage, so Jiang Kui had the upper hand in terms of realm and cultivation.
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