Wandering Swordsman |

As the three Demon Lords considered whether to agree to this suggestion, the Venerable One continued, "This is not only a fair and just method, but it can also inspire the potential of the younger generation and demonstrate the strength and future hope of our Heavenly Demon God Sect. In this way, we can not only resolve our current differences, but also set an example for the new generation."

As the venerable one spoke, the atmosphere in the hall gradually became more lively. The three demon lords exchanged glances; although they each had their own plans, they found it difficult to refuse such a reasonable proposal.

Moon Demon Lord nodded first, her expression still serious, but a hint of relief hidden deep in her eyes; Flame Demon Lord showed a satisfied smile, clearly he had high expectations for this proposal; as for Blood Demon Lord, he just smiled faintly, as if everything was within his expectations.

At this moment, all eyes were focused on the young heroes who would soon represent their respective factions in battle. Shen Mo sat among the disciples under the Moon Demon Lord, feeling the gazes from all directions, his heart filled with both nervousness and fighting spirit. Based on the strength he had displayed before the Moon Demon Lord, the Lord was very likely to send him into battle.

The Flame Demon Lord first announced his choice: "The Flame Demon Pavilion will send Lü Yan to fight." As soon as he finished speaking, a tall, sharp-eyed young man stepped out from the crowd. Lü Yan not only inherited the Flame Demon Lord's surname "Lü," but also his talent and strength, making him a genius on par with Yue Linglong. His appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention. His steps were steady, each one seemingly treading on people's heartbeats, radiating an undeniable and powerful aura.

At the same time, the Moon Demon Lord slowly stood up, her gaze sweeping over her subordinates before finally settling on her granddaughter. "The Moon Demon Pavilion will send Yue Linglong to battle," she said calmly. Upon hearing this, a hint of determination and confidence flashed in Yue Linglong's eyes. She nodded slightly and then stood opposite Lü Yan. The two young talents locked eyes, and an invisible spark seemed to ignite between them.

The Blood Demon Lord, on the other hand, remained remarkably low-key. He smiled slightly and said, "Tu Yuliang, you go ahead."

"Yes, Master!" Amidst a commotion among the Blood Demon Lord's followers, a tall, slender young man with a cold and aloof demeanor stepped forward. Tu Yuliang was the Moon Demon Lord's most prized disciple, personally accepted as a student by the Moon Demon Lord due to his astonishing talent. His face was stern, but his eyes held a profound and composed quality that commanded respect.

The atmosphere in the hall reached its climax with the appearance of the three contestants.

Everyone was curious to see which of these three talented young men would emerge victorious.

Lu Yan stood in the center of the arena, his gaze sharp. He first nodded slightly to Yue Linglong, then turned to Tu Yuliang, his eyes filled with a hint of challenge and respect. Yue Linglong, on the other hand, crossed her arms, a faint smile playing on her lips, clearly full of confidence.

Tu Yuliang remained expressionless, simply standing there quietly, as if nothing around him could shake his resolve.

The Moon Demon Lord spoke softly, her voice clear yet distinct: "This competition is not about victory or defeat, but about showcasing the strength and potential of our younger generation. Regardless of the outcome, you are all the pride of our Heavenly Demon God Sect." Her gaze swept over the three in turn, her eyes filled with expectation and trust.

The Flame Demon Lord continued, "Remember, this is not a life-or-death battle, but the strength you display can influence our opinion. I hope you will all give it your all and show your best." Although his tone was serious, his eyes revealed a hint of affection as he looked at Lü Yan, clearly placing high hopes on his eldest grandson.

Finally, the Blood Demon Lord simply smiled faintly and said, "Let's begin."

As the duel began, Lü Yan launched the first attack. His movements were lightning-fast, each move imbued with scorching power, seemingly intent on devouring his opponent. His palm strikes were as fierce as flames, each strike accompanied by a whistling sound, aimed directly at Yue Linglong's vitals. Yue Linglong, however, remained calm and composed. She nimbly dodged Lü Yan's attacks and swiftly counterattacked. Her movements were fluid and precise, each palm strike precise enough to force Lü Yan to defend with all his might. The two clashed and intertwined in the arena, sword shadows and palm winds weaving together to create a breathtaking spectacle.

Meanwhile, Tu Yuliang calmly observed from the sidelines, searching for the best opportunity to intervene. His eyes were deep and steady, as if nothing around him could shake his resolve. Finally, in a fierce exchange, Tu Yuliang found his chance. He suddenly struck, delivering a palm strike to Lü Yan's back. Lü Yan reacted swiftly, dodging the blow with a sidestep, but was still thrown back a few steps by the force of the palm strike. The battle between the three had officially entered its most intense phase.

Seeing this, Yue Linglong immediately adjusted her strategy, no longer focusing solely on Lü Yan. Using her unique movement techniques, she nimbly moved between the two, sometimes attacking, sometimes defending, attempting to break the stalemate. Lü Yan, not to be outdone, joined forces with Tu Yuliang, trying to attack Yue Linglong from both sides. However, Yue Linglong, with her superb skills and agile reflexes, repeatedly deflected their attacks.

As time passed, the three gradually exhausted their strength. Yue Linglong knew that this competition was not only about personal honor, but also about the future of the Heavenly Demon Sect. She gritted her teeth, concentrated her mind, and searched for her opponent's weakness.

Finally, in a fierce exchange of blows, Yue Linglong seized a fleeting opportunity and struck Lü Yan in the chest with a palm strike. Although Lü Yan managed to dodge in time, he was still injured by the force of the palm strike, staggering back several steps, his face pale.

Panting, Lü Yan knew he had no chance of winning against Yue Linglong, so he nodded slightly to Yue Linglong to indicate that he had conceded defeat.

At this moment, only Yue Linglong and Tu Yuliang remained on the field.

However, just as the two were about to begin a new round of competition, Tu Yuliang suddenly stopped, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes.

"I concede," Tu Yuliang said calmly, his voice soft yet clearly audible. A hush fell over the entire arena; no one had expected him to give up at this moment. Yue Linglong paused slightly, then smiled, clearly satisfied with the outcome.

The three demon lords announced that Yue Linglong had won the competition. However, just when everyone thought everything was settled, the Blood Demon Lord suddenly gave Tu Yuliang a look. Tu Yuliang immediately understood, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes. He turned abruptly and rushed towards Yue Linglong with lightning speed, striking out with a palm filled with fierce killing intent.

The palm strike came suddenly, catching Yue Linglong completely off guard. She was struck hard in the chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and was sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground. She clutched her chest, her face ashen, clearly seriously injured. The people on the sidelines gasped in shock, and the scene instantly descended into chaos.

After this happened, the Flame Demon Lord looked at the Blood Demon Lord with a satisfied smile in his eyes, clearly indicating that they had already reached some kind of agreement in private.

Upon seeing Yue Linglong injured, the Moon Demon Lord's face instantly turned ashen. She immediately intervened in the match, appearing before Tu Yuliang in a flash. Her eyes were filled with anger and disappointment. With a gentle wave of her right hand, a powerful force instantly sent Tu Yuliang flying, severely injuring him as well. She then hurriedly checked Yue Linglong's injuries, finding her face deathly pale and her breath weak, clearly indicating she had suffered a serious blow.