After a long time, the magic mist and black energy in the arena dissipated.
Everyone's eyes pierced through the night and finally saw the scene on the ring clearly.
Under the light of the fire, everyone could clearly see An Yu, with only half of his body left, lying on the ring.
He fell in a pool of blood, the heavy sword fell beside him, his body kept twitching, and a shrill scream came from his mouth.
More than ten feet away from him, there was a wide ravine on the floor of the arena, with a lot of gravel scattered there.
Ji Tianxing, wearing black leather armor, stood tall and straight in the field, holding a dark magic sword in both hands.
He was also injured. The leather armor on his body had cracked, and there were wounds on his chest and arms. Dark purple demonic blood kept pouring out, soaking the hair all over his body.
Of course, he was only slightly injured, his body was intact, and he still had the strength to fight again.
In fact, he was injured on purpose in order not to cause too much sensation and suspicion.
If he didn't want to get hurt, An Yu's strength at the sixth level of Tianyuan Realm wouldn't be able to hurt even a hair on his head.
But even so, the tens of thousands of people in the square were still shocked and incoherent, and they let out earth-shattering cheers and shouts.
"Wow! It's incredible! Oolong actually won!"
"It's terrible! His strength is so powerful!"
"This battle is definitely the most exciting battle tonight!"
"He actually blocked the terrifyingly powerful Demon Dragon Sky-Breaking Slash and only suffered minor injuries!"
"Oh my God! I can't believe my eyes!"
Countless demon people were waving their arms excitedly, roaring and shouting, venting the shock and astonishment in their hearts.
In the corner of the arena, the faces of Lord Baishan and General Gree became very embarrassed.
The two men stared at Ji Tianxing's figure with their eyes as gloomy as ice, and they secretly communicated through messages.
"General Greed, there is definitely something wrong with this mistake! How could such a powerful young genius appear in the Blood Crystal Tribe?"
General Gree's eyes were gloomy and he said in a cold tone: "Lord City Lord, of course I know there is something wrong with this person! I know the strength of Mu Ren best.
This Oolong seems to only have the strength of the third level of Tianyuan Realm, but he can defeat Mu Ren. This is simply a miracle...
I have lost a close and beloved general, and I will retaliate against him tenfold!
Lord City Lord, Oolong is dead, I will kill him and cut him into pieces!"
The Lord of Baishan City quickly persuaded: "General Gelie, please calm down and calm down!
Now is the big competition in the ring, and the whole city is watching! Moreover, the Demon Commander is also on the tower.
This matter cannot be made too big, otherwise Mu Ren's identity will be exposed, and we will not be able to bear the responsibility if Master Demon Commander pursues it."
General Gree nodded and said through a message: "Don't worry, City Lord, I have my own sense of proportion.
Let this little beast live a little longer, and after the competition in the ring is over, I will take care of him!"
After the two men finished their discussion, the Lord of Baishan City stepped into the ring and announced loudly: "In this match, Oolong wins!"
After he announced the results, the tens of thousands of people in the square became even more noisy and excited.
Ji Tianxing glanced at An Yu playfully and stepped off the ring.
An Yu was angry and in pain, gnashing his teeth furiously, and almost spitting fire out of his eyes.
His legs were broken and he was unable to walk on his own, so he had to be carried off the ring by the guards of the City Lord's Mansion.
In the northwest corner of the square, Arnold, surrounded by four guards, was dumbfounded on the spot, as if he had turned to stone.
He looked at the ring in despair, muttering with dull eyes: "No! This is impossible! How could that little bastard defeat Mu Ren?
There's something wrong! He must die, he must die!
No matter what, I will cut him into pieces and crush his bones into ashes!"
Arnold was so angry that he almost ran away, his eyes were red and bloodshot with anger, and he almost lost his mind.
The arena competition continues.
An hour later, the second round of competition ended.
One hundred and sixty-five young demons were eliminated, and another one hundred and sixty-five, including Ji Tianxing, successfully advanced to the third round.
The Lord of Baishan City took out one hundred and sixty-five jade slips and gave them to General Ge Lie to draw lots.
One hundred and sixty-four of them need to be caught and killed to determine the winner.
The eighty-two people who win will become the Saint's personal guards.
Only one lucky person got a bye and was directly promoted to the Saint's Guard without having to participate in the competition.
This round of competition lasted for three full hours.
Ji Tianxing's opponent was a young demon at the ninth level of the Yuan Dan Realm.
The young man was shocked by his previous performance and was in awe and fear of him.
The two exchanged just one move before Ji Tianxing blasted him away and seriously injured him.
Early the next morning, the third round of competition ended.
Eighty-two people, including Ji Tianxing, plus the lucky guy, a total of eighty-three people, successfully became the Saint's personal guards.
When the Lord of Baishan City announced the result, the square was filled with cheers and bustle.
However, the competition is not over yet.
The quota for the Saint's Guards is one hundred. Currently, there are 83 people who have become guards, and there are still 17 people missing.
These seventeen places will be selected from the eighty-two losers.
The eighty-two losers will continue to compete until the last seventeen people are chosen.
But this had nothing to do with Ji Tianxing and others. He and the other eighty-two people temporarily left the city square.
Everyone was arranged to live in the city lord's palace, temporarily living in a three-story palace built with black stone.
Everyone has a room, and after checking in, they perform exercises to heal their injuries and regain their strength.
After all, these young demons have been scarred and weak after several competitions in the arena.
Ji Tianxing meditated and adjusted his breath in the room for three hours, then the injury was healed and his skills were restored.
At noon, another seventeen young demons entered the palace and were accommodated by the guards of the City Lord's Mansion.
One hundred saintly bodyguards finally gathered together.
A leader of the city lord's palace came to the palace and announced a news to everyone.
Today everyone is temporarily staying in the palace to rest and regulate their breathing.
Early tomorrow morning, everyone will follow the Demon Commander Tianman to leave Baishan City and head to the Demon Emperor's lair, the Demon Palace, in the hinterland of the Northern Desert.
When many young demons heard the news, they were overjoyed, filled with excitement and anticipation.
Ji Tianxing was also full of expectations, thinking silently: "Great! I will be able to see the saint soon and confirm her identity!
Yaoyao, Yaoyao, is the demon saint really you?"
The day passed quickly.
The competition in the ring has ended long ago, and the square in the city is deserted.
But the entire Baishan City was still immersed in joy and noise, and the demon people in the streets and alleys were still talking about the competition.
When night fell, Ji Tianxing was meditating in his room.
Suddenly, a commander from the city lord's palace knocked on the door and ordered expressionlessly: "Oolong, come out with me!"
Ji Tianxing frowned and looked at him doubtfully: "What do you want from me?"
The guard commander said with an indifferent expression: "Don't ask any questions, I'm just following orders, follow me!"
Seeing his reaction like this, Ji Tianxing vaguely guessed something.
He asked no more questions and followed the guard commander out of the palace.
It was dark outside, and there was singing and dancing in the city lord's palace. Baishan City lord was warmly entertaining the Demon Commander Tianman.
However, the guard commander took him along a deserted path and soon left the city lord's palace.
Half an hour later, the guard commander led him out of Baishan City and into a snow-capped mountain outside the city.
Ji Tianxing followed the guard leader silently, appearing calm on the surface, but there was a sneer and murderous intent hidden in his eyes.
He had already guessed what the other party was going to do and what would happen next.