Supreme of the Heavenly Realm
Chapter 318 - 315 Demon Dragon Young Master

Chapter 318: Chapter 315 Demon Dragon Young Master

On the Battle Platform, the fight was intensely underway. One of the contenders, clad in a fur robe and of delicate stature, was unmistakably Linglong. Opposite her stood Young Master Blood Python.

"Surrender, it’s not only dignified but will also save you some energy."

Linglong gazed at Young Master Blood Python indifferently, her tone somewhat detached. Her eyes only held one true opponent—the Demon Dragon Young Master; everyone else was insignificant.

"Linglong, I know you’re strong, but it’s not possible for me to simply surrender."

Young Master Blood Python’s eyes flickered slightly. If he surrendered without even fighting, he would undoubtedly leave an image of cowardice in everyone’s minds. Therefore, even knowing he was no match, he still wanted to fight.

"Then don’t regret it."

Linglong lifted her arms, which were as smooth as lotus roots, and lightly touched the hair on her forehead. In the next moment, her body suddenly became illusory, vanishing from the spot like a phantom.

"So fast!"

She vanished like a wisp of blue smoke, leaving even Ye Xuan catching only a blur, barely capturing traces of her movements.

Young Master Blood Python’s complexion changed drastically. The Blood Python instinctively retreated, but just as Young Master Blood Python stepped back, Linglong’s figure abruptly appeared in front of him, landing a palm strike on his body.

With that one palm strike, Young Master Blood Python stumbled backward, a shocked expression overtaking his face. Clearly, Linglong was stronger than he had anticipated.

"Blood Python Nine Forms Fist!"

Young Master Blood Python knew that without using his special technique, he might soon lose the chance to even deploy it. He needed to seize the only opportunity to try defeating Linglong.

He threw a punch in mid-air. One punch followed another, and he swung out nine consecutive punches. A large Blood Python changed shapes in the air, taking on nine different forms, furiously attacking Linglong.

"Sky Fox Ten Shadows."

Linglong’s expression remained unchanged, but her figure had already split into ten duplicates. All ten duplicates simultaneously struck out with their palms, shattering the illusory Blood Python into pieces.

After their techniques collided, Young Master Blood Python was forced to retreat again.

"The difference in strength is too apparent; Linglong’s bloodline is a level above Young Master Blood Python’s. It’s hard to compensate."

Yu Yi was also watching this battle. For the Demon Clan, the advantage of bloodline was crucial, typically resulting in an overwhelming victory.

"Well, it seems like he’s going to lose."

Ye Xuan nodded his head. It was certain that Young Master Blood Python was going to lose; the question was just how long he could hold out against Linglong, while the others were naturally observing Linglong to try and spot any weaknesses to prepare for their own battles.

As expected, after just ten moves, Young Master Blood Python was defeated, and Linglong seemed to have not even exerted her full strength yet.

But even though he lost, it was expected since among the top ten contestants, apart from the highly favored Demon Dragon Young Master, Linglong was the strongest. Young Master Blood Python, although possessing decent strength, simply didn’t have the capacity to cause an upset.

"The Demon Dragon Young Master’s battle has begun."

Yu Yi’s voice carried over. At his words, Ye Xuan turned to look and saw, on another Battle Platform, the figure of the Demon Dragon Young Master, his opponent being Xiang Shao.

"Barbaric Elephant Charging!"

Facing an opponent several times stronger than himself, Xiang Shao put forth his full effort from the start. As he threw his punch, the entire Battle Platform trembled, his massive punch force resembling an ancient colossal elephant, ferociously charging towards the Demon Dragon Young Master.

The Demon Dragon Young Master’s expression was stern, silent as the elephantine punch force raced towards him. With his hands behind his back and remaining silent, it was only when the colossal elephant reached him that a wall of black demonic power suddenly appeared in front of him, forcefully blocking the elephant.

"Break!"

In a mere instant, the Demon Dragon Young Master bellowed, and from within him, a black, semi-transparent Dragon Shadow burst forth, completely shattering the elephantine illusion and the next moment, this Dragon Shadow slammed into Xiang Shao, sending his mountain-like sturdy body reeling back.

"Elephant Power Becomes a River!"

Xiang Shao steadied his body and threw another punch, hitting the ground. Black and blue light surged like a tide, turning into a long river of demonic power sweeping out.

"Dragon Soul Strike!"

The Demon Dragon Young Master’s brow flickered. He just took a step forward, yet from his body, it seemed as though a person’s silhouette walked out. As this silhouette left his body, it turned into a Black Dragon Shadow, lunging forward.

Dragon against dragon intertwined rapidly, shaking the whole Battle Platform.

Crack!

The Black Dragon bit the long river of demonic power in half, harshly smashing into Xiang Shao.

With a loud "bang," Xiang Shao flew backward, and the minor injuries he previously had, coupled with the new ones, couldn’t be suppressed anymore. He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Xiang Shao was defeated!

"Don’t underestimate him... this Demon Dragon Young Master."

Ye Xuan also narrowed his eyes, comparing this Demon Dragon Young Master to Linglong who appeared earlier, the former’s strength was undoubtedly more dominant, exuding an aura of a king, inherently stronger in momentum.

"The Demon Dragon Young Master is the dominator among the younger generation of the Sky Demon Mountain, certainly not unworthy of his reputation. If you happen to encounter him later and have bad luck, it’s better to admit defeat than suffer a serious injury which would be more loss than gain," Yu Yi seemed to purposefully remind.

To Yu Yi’s words, Ye Xuan merely responded with a smile. Facing a top prodigy of the Demon Clan like the Demon Dragon Young Master, being able to exchange a couple of moves and engage in battle was certainly a delight. Even if he lost, he would definitely not admit defeat. Moreover, Ye Xuan didn’t believe he was bound to lose.

Though the Demon Dragon Young Master was strong, he wasn’t invincible.

Soon after, Ye Xuan faced his second opponent, who was none other than Peng Xuan, previously defeated by Yu Yi.

After ten moves, Ye Xuan won.

On the other side, Yu Yi also defeated Young Master Blood Python and secured her second victory.

"The third battle, Ye Xuan versus Young Master Blood Python."

As the referee’s voice echoed, Ye Xuan faced his third battle; his opponent was none other than Young Master Blood Python.

Young Master Blood Python, having lost his first battle to Linglong and the second to Yu Yi, his consecutive defeats had severely dampened his confidence. He stared at Ye Xuan with a chilly gaze. He was determined to win this fight against Ye Xuan and could not afford another failure.

"Boy, remember what I told you before. In this competition, I will not only defeat you and trample you underfoot, but I will also leave you heavily injured and incapable of contending for the top three," Young Master Blood Python sinisterly declared.

"Really? Perhaps the one seriously injured will be someone else," Ye Xuan said with a light chuckle.

"Joking, don’t think that just because you’ve won two matches, you can keep winning. You’ve just not encountered a strong opponent yet!" Young Master Blood Python’s eyes darkened. In his view, Ye Xuan’s consecutive victories were simply due to weaker opponents. Were their positions swapped, the outcome, he believed, would be the same.

"People incapable of strength often say the opponent was too strong," Ye Xuan replied indifferently.

"Hmph, then watch closely and see the true strength of this young master!" Determined to cripple Ye Xuan thoroughly, even if it meant revealing some of his hidden cards, Young Master Blood Python was not concerned anymore.

Drawing on a surge of demonic power, a layer of scales appeared on Young Master Blood Python’s body, rapidly covering him completely. A flow of black demonic patterns also began coursing through his body.

"He’s transformed from the start."

Many spectators were taken aback. Transformation, although significantly boosting combat power for members of the Demon Clan, also consumed a great deal, seldom seen in competitions because they needed to conserve energy for subsequent fights. The action of Young Master Blood Python hinted that he might have given up on future battles, focusing all his strength to win this current one.

"Blood Python Nine Forms Fist!"

After transforming, Young Master Blood Python’s aura soared, and the punch he threw in this state was tremendously forceful. The python-shaped fist force morphed through its nine variations, each one twice as thick as before, ripping a particularly clear trail through the air.

"This fist skill has nine variations, yet in your hands, it seems to have only eight. The greater the power, the larger the flaws," Ye Xuan’s figure shifted as he spoke calmly. A glint flickered in his eyes as if capturing something, then he struck with a palm, landing it on Blood Python’s head.

Bang!

Young Master Blood Python’s head was shattered by Ye Xuan’s palm, and the nine variations of the python-shaped fist force also disintegrated like a mirage, reduced to nothing.

"How is this possible?"

Young Master Blood Python’s expression drastically changed. Indeed, as Ye Xuan had said, his Blood Python Nine Forms Fist had only eight variations. Only someone who had studied this technique or a real martial arts master could perceive it. How had Ye Xuan noticed?

However, the Battle Platform afforded him no time to ponder as Ye Xuan had already approached him, unleashing the Six Dragon Spin.

Roar!

The roar of dragons resounded as six light dragons swept out. Even after transforming, Young Master Blood Python was forced to retreat repeatedly by the dragons, his chest in turmoil from the disturbance.

Within three moves, Young Master Blood Python was completely overwhelmed by Ye Xuan.

"Has Ye Xuan become so strong? Even after transforming, Young Master Blood Python is no match for him."

Nearby, in one of the stands, Gong Ze’s eyes lit up, obviously surprised.

"Indeed promising for the top three," Linglong nodded slightly; however, her beautiful face remained mostly unfazed. The only opponent she regarded was the Demon Dragon Young Master; others barely caught her eye.

Though Ye Xuan was indeed skilled, contending against her still seemed unlikely at the moment. So, she mentioned the top three, regarding the first and second places, certainly not within his reach. Even claiming the third spot seemed uncertain, far from a sure thing.