When Fang Yun saw the divine weapons colliding, he recalled the rules of the ancient demon training ground and the arena. A strange light flashed in his eyes as he realized that if he won, he had a 90% chance of getting that item.
"I must get it! When the time comes, I'll make those demon kings and barbarian kings beg for death! "
The halo around Fang Yun and the elephant demon general suddenly lit up. Then they disappeared and reappeared in the inner field with a radius of ten miles. They stood at the north and south ends of the inner field.
Fang Yun looked around. He couldn't see outside the field. This was probably to prevent people outside the field from giving advice to the participants.
"Die, Fang Yun. You don't deserve to be the demon king of demons and barbarians!" The elephant demon general strode forward. His four huge elephant feet stomped on the ground, creating loud bangs. His blood and Qi surged. Then, he activated his ancestral god bloodline. Black smoke came out of his body like a waterfall, increasing his strength greatly. Killing ordinary human scholars was as easy as chopping vegetables.
Fang Yun took out a brush and paper, dipped them in the ink of Ink Lady and the Inkstone Turtle, and started writing the second realm poem, Treasure Sword Chant.
The quiet man rests on his treasured sword, and the night is silent.
The man's words turn the sword into a dragon, and I fear the wind.
Or else I'll be mad, and my thoughts will wander.
Take the wine and the sword, and the supreme treasure will be stealthy.
Who doesn't know that the ruler will act according to the time?
A box of leeway, and I complain about injustice?
When the poem was finished, an invisible force enveloped the True Dragon Sword in the literary palace.
After becoming a Long Jue, the power of the dragon mark had increased greatly, and the True Dragon Sword had increased by 30%. But now, Fang Yun felt that it was far more than 30%. Even the power of Treasure Sword Chant had increased.
Fang Yun stared at the elephant demon general's every move. He used everything he knew to calculate and deduce.
Its left tusk was bigger than its right tusk, and the muscles on the left side of its face were slightly more developed. This meant that it was better at attacking with its left tusk. It was like if a person chewed with one side of his teeth, the muscles on that side would be more developed, and that side of his face would look bigger. Therefore, he had to take turns chewing with both sides.
Ordinary elephant demon generals didn't have hair, but because they had activated their ancestral god bloodline, this elephant demon general had thick fur. Some parts of its fur was obviously newer. Others were obviously older. The Elephant Demon General had to fight every few days in the Demon Race's territory. Being in a relatively old place meant that it had not been attacked. This meant that those places were heavily guarded.
However, nothing was absolute. Places where the hair was older might not be easy to attack. Instead, it would let down its guard.
This Demon General Elephant's right foreleg's stride was slightly wider than the other legs. This leg was also relatively thick, indicating that he was proficient in using his right foreleg to attack.
In just a few breaths, Fang Yun had thoroughly analyzed all the parts that could be analyzed. Then, based on his rich combat experience, he formed various responsive combat techniques in his mind.
This was one of Fang Yun's own combat methods.
If an ordinary scholar knew that Fang Yun had done so much in such a short period of time, they would definitely prostrate themselves in admiration.
Fang Yun believed that above instinct, there was wisdom. This was where the human race was stronger than the demons and barbarians.
When Demon General Elephant was within two and a half kilometers, Fang Yun slowly walked forward.
When they were two thousand feet apart, Fang Yun suddenly opened his mouth. Release the True Dragon Ancient Sword.
A golden True Dragon's shadow wrapped around the silver-white True Dragon Ancient Sword. Under the True Dragon Ancient Sword, there was a black ink sword. Around the ink sword was a translucent black dragon's shadow.
The real Double Dragon Sword.
The moment the new True Dragon Ancient Sword appeared, the Demon Generals and Demon Commanders did not feel anything, but the three Demon Marquises suddenly stood up. They shouted in unison.
"Not good!"
"Xiang Luo, don't underestimate the enemy. This True Dragon Ancient Sword is not ordinary!" Gui Ao shouted. Unfortunately, it did not reach Xiang Luo's ears.
The other two Demon Generals who were about to enter the competition trembled in fear. They hurriedly asked, "Is his Battle of Tongues very powerful?"
Gui Ao was about to explain, but he realized that the True Dragon Ancient Sword was already close to Xiang Luo. Xiang Luo did not take it seriously at all. He sighed softly and said, "See for yourselves."
As soon as Gui Ao's voice fell, the Battle of Tongues flew in front of Xiang Luo. As if it had grown eyes, it turned twice. One time, it avoided Xiang Luo's nose, the other, it avoided Xiang Luo's long teeth. Then, it accurately hit Xiang Luo's left eye.
"Pfft …"
A ray of golden light and a ray of black light entered Xiang Luo's head and flew out from the top of his head.
Brain matter and blood spurted out like a fountain from the hole made by the True Dragon Ancient Sword.
"You …" Xiang Luo stared at Fang Yun. He staggered for another few dozen feet before finally falling to the ground. His white belly was exposed, trembling slightly.
There was dead silence outside the arena. The Demon Generals of the Ancestral God Clan were not inferior to the top Grand Scholars. They might only be slightly weaker than the Grand Scholars' Ten Elders. However, none of the Grand Scholars' Ten Elders could kill Xiang Luo in one move.
"Next!" Fang Yun's tone was incomparably calm. It was as if he was a butcher preparing to kill a pig.
The second red halo lit up. Then, Fang Yun was teleported back to the southernmost part of the inner arena. A Leopard Demon General appeared at the northernmost part of the inner arena.
The Leopard Demon General's eyes flickered. It was obvious that he was afraid. However, he couldn't show any weakness. He gritted his teeth and rushed over. At the same time, he roared, "Xiang Luo was killed by you because he underestimated you. Furthermore, you can't run as fast or as agile as me. You will definitely die!"
Fang Yun carefully observed the Leopard Demon General once again. It was right, its speed was thirty percent faster than Xiang Luo's. There were also very few injuries on the surface of its body, and its development was balanced in all aspects. However, there were still some clues that could be used for deduction.
When the Leopard Demon General got closer, Fang Yun wrote the [Treasured Sword Chant] again and used the Battle of Words again.
This time, the Leopard Demon General went all out against the True Dragon Ancient Sword.
"Pfft …"
The True Dragon Ancient Sword pierced into the Leopard Demon General's abdomen at a strange angle. It cut open its stomach and its intestines all fell out. Even so, the Leopard Demon General could still attack. However, the True Dragon Ancient Sword returned at a speed that the Leopard Demon General didn't even dare to imagine. It pierced through its abdomen again and pierced through its skull.
"I don't believe …" Before the Leopard Demon General could finish his sentence, he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with pieces of his internal organs and died.
"Next." Fang Yun was still as calm as ever.
The demons outside the arena looked at each other. Suddenly, seven demons asked in unison, "What do we do?"
The Lion Demon General in the third red halo was dumbfounded. Before he could get an answer, he was teleported to the inner arena.
The Lion Demon General was stunned for a while. He stood still on the spot and looked around for help. However, he couldn't contact the demons outside.
Fang Yun didn't say anything. After staring for a while, he used Swift Poem and rode the Battle Poem Military Horse towards the Lion Demon General.
"Don't come over!" The Lion Demon General instinctively shouted. Then, he realized how childish his actions were. He had simply thrown the Demon Race's face away. He flew into a rage out of humiliation and roared. He regained the majesty of the King of Beasts and used all his strength to charge at Fang Yun.
"The Lion Race's honor cannot be blasphemed!" The Lion Demon General immediately disregarded his life and death and fought with Fang Yun with all his might.
However, all of its efforts ended with the sound of a battle of words.
The Lion Demon General's head flew up and died in one strike.
"Next!"
Fang Yun repeated these three words for the third time. His face didn't change at all. He was still as expressionless as before.
However, every demon felt a chill that penetrated deep into their soul.
"Rumble …"
The door to the second valley opened. Fang Yun slowly walked forward.
The Three Headed Demon Marshal and Three Headed Demon Marquis followed behind. They were anxiously discussing as they walked.
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