You call this the way of the sword?

[Eighth-Tier Demon King Azure Lion (Third-Tier Avatar)]

[Level: 39]

【Root bone: 18000】

Dexterity: 18000

[Mana: 25000]

[Endurance: 18000]

[Special Feature: Reduces spatial damage taken by 40%, with double the effect in the void]

[Skills: Soaring Through the Void, Mirror of Chaos, Hundred Slashes Across the Sky, Void Fixation Technique]

Yang Qingfeng was genuinely surprised to see an eighth-tier demon king for the first time, but he understood after reading the information that followed.

This demon king was proficient in the art of void manipulation. By combining the rifts in other realms, he circumvented the constraints of the rules and sent his clones to a lower-level space, achieving a super-level smuggling.

However, it was unable to completely avoid the rules and was still suppressed by them. Therefore, the clone that came was only level 39, just one level above Pingchuan.

That being said, the demon race has a strong innate physique and its attribute growth value is much higher than that of the human race.

Its attributes, which are one level higher than the previous level, are enough to allow it to wreak havoc on the plains battlefield, and it seems that it has also brought several high-level skills with it.

"Judging from the attributes, it's a magic-based class. Its skills... should be on cooldown, right?"

Watching the blue lion howling and rolling around in agony without making any other moves, Yang Qingfeng guessed that it couldn't escape through space, but it was hard to say how long it would take.

We must act quickly.

Yang Qingfeng made a quick decision and raised both hands in a sword-like gesture.

Pointing his right hand forward, he caused the spirit sword to explode at an accelerated speed.

He pointed to the pebbles on the ground with his left hand and then swung out a dozen more pebbles.

Upon witnessing the rubble soaring into the air, the examinees on the city wall paled in shock, especially the whale-spending team, who were already terrified and immediately turned and ran away with a scream.

The lesson of Deng Penghui's past is still fresh in everyone's mind. They were not in Yang Qingfeng's team, and the city's protective formation had long been moved outside the city.

If they were hit by that terrifying shockwave from the explosion, even a god couldn't save them!

Just as the pay-to-win team rushed out of the city wall, Boom!

Multiple swords exploded, creating towering blood shadows that transformed into a scene worthy of art.

Jiang Yuan, Song Yuanshan, Sha Yinzhen, and the others all looked up, so shocked that they were momentarily lost in thought, unconsciously forgetting their emotions.

The impact of the explosion, though delayed, arrived nonetheless.

The city wall, which had stood firm for so long, finally crumbled, and countless rubble were blown away by the gale like plastic.

The twenty-odd members of the pay-to-win squad were swept forward by the gale as soon as they landed, with large and small pebbles grazing their scalps and shooting past them one after another.

"Wa ...

"Please spare my life, Daoist Master!!!!"

No one knows who it was, but in a moment of shock, they imitated the green lion's howl and called out "Master Dao!"

Yang Qingfeng turned around as if sensing something and saw Jiang Yuan and the others lying in the ruins, looking quite disheveled.

Although the team had immunity to damage, and the sword explosion wouldn't hurt them, the collapse of the city wall still caused them to fall. This fall didn't matter if they died or not, but when they looked at Yang Qingfeng again, their eyes showed a new sense of fear.

Without the city walls, the scenery outside the city became open and clear.

The students who had obediently stayed away were on their way back when they suddenly received a kill notification.

[Slayed an eighth-tier demon king...]

Everyone stopped in their tracks, their expressions gradually becoming strange.

Qiao Lie was no exception.

He watched Yang Qingfeng from afar, his lips twitching slightly.

Lao Tzu only told him to win in a high-profile manner. Where did he find a demon king?

At the same time, the city's protective formation disappeared.

A burst of hearty laughter suddenly echoed from the Great Yu Heavenly Palace, high above the capital.

There were eight people in the palace at this moment, but only one of them was laughing, creating a very subtle atmosphere.

Before them, each person has a reflection.

The scene shown in the photo is the third round of the national exam.

Among them, Yang Qingfeng stood proudly against the wind, full of vigor. Although he was only a young man, he already had an unstoppable aura, which made it difficult for these older generation cultivators to ignore him.

Previously, Yang Qingfeng had single-handedly carried the entire audience, which was already amazing and made him the undisputed champion of the competition.

Now, having slain a demon king of a higher level, everyone was speechless.

Everyone present knew that the Demon King Qing Shi was extremely unlucky. He had used up all his skills while being chased, and as a result, he ran into Yang Qingfeng as soon as he landed.

But no one could figure out what methods Yang Qingfeng had used to make the dignified Demon King writhe on the ground in pain, unable to even retaliate.

What's even more puzzling is why the Demon King Green Lion would appear in the examination hall.

In the head seat, examiner Lü Yanliang's gaze darkened slightly, and his fingers unconsciously rubbed together.

Only he knew that the appearance of the Blue Lion was not accidental.

He made arrangements specifically targeting the Azure Lion near the examination hall and in the city's protective formation.

Yang Qingfeng's performance was so outstanding that he deliberately paused to take another look, but unexpectedly, Yang Qingfeng actually killed the Green Lion.

Moreover, they didn't hesitate at all, acting swiftly and decisively, and the final explosion was truly a sight to behold.

Images flashed through Lü Yanliang's mind as he imagined Yang Qingfeng appearing on the battlefield of the five races, which would be a great blessing for the human race.

The more Lü Yanliang thought about it, the more his heart surged with excitement. Just then, the man finished laughing, and Lü Yanliang looked up and asked, "Mr. Chang, what is Yang Qingfeng's talent?"

At the far end of the hall, Chang Maofu sat in a formation that resembled a prison cell.

Having been detained for several days, his clothes and hair were disheveled, and he was no longer as refined as before. However, the outstanding performance of his students was a good medicine, making him look radiant and in high spirits.

In particular, Chang Maofu was deeply touched by the fact that Yang Qingfeng and Qiao Lie were plotting together and constantly thinking of him. His eyes welled up with tears several times, but he was afraid of being laughed at.

Now that Lü Yanliang had asked about Yang Qingfeng, Chang Maofu, under the watchful eyes of a group of high-ranking imperial officials, barely managed to compose himself and slowly uttered three words: "I don't know."

Lu Yanliang was not surprised, but the two elders looked displeased and said in a deep voice, "You made a vow that as long as I show you the students' exams, you will tell me everything you know."

"Chang Maofu, you know the consequences of breaking your promise and oath. Do you want to die a violent death?"

Chang Maofu smiled and shook his head: "As you two gentlemen have said, I have sworn an oath. Since I have not been punished by heaven, then what I said is naturally the truth."

The two Grand Secretaries were sitting beside Chang Maofu. Upon hearing this, one of them sneered and slapped the photo in front of Chang Maofu: "I'll ask you again, what is this kid looking at? Is he looking at that woman?"

The photo shows the second round of assessment.

In the assessment space, Yang Qingfeng stood in his "own yard," staring blankly at the roof.

Yang Qingfeng did see the woman at the time, but she did not appear in the photograph. All that was visible was Yang Qingfeng's dazed expression for several seconds, which became the only clue that could be traced.

"Out of sight, out of mind," Chang Maofu smiled and shook his head, his answer still being: "I don't know."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chang Maofu still did not suffer divine punishment.

The two elders exchanged a glance, both feeling a sense of unease. After a moment, they turned their gaze to Lü Yanliang, "President Lü, could you please intervene and make that woman reveal her true form?"

Lu Yanliang hadn't said a word from beginning to end. Only now did he raise his head, his cold gaze sweeping across the room, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

"Before that, I would like to ask everyone here for their advice."

"I chose the examination venue for the third round, and I also created that alien rift. But this Azure Lion... who invited it?"