The Demon King of Light (continued)

"How could that person be so strong? Phoenix-Crying Golden Saber was defeated in a single exchange, and Primordial Grand Duke, known for his palm strikes, had his arm bones shattered after just three blows. I've heard about him single-handedly defeating Sun Wu University, but he shouldn't be this strong!"

The man sighed and said solemnly, "We've all made a mistake. Because the news of his defeating all the heroes at Sun Wu University was so shocking, everyone subconsciously judged him by the strength he displayed when he set up the challenge. But in reality, his strength has already reached a new level. This is not hard to understand. Imagine if you and I set up a challenge at Sun Wu University for seven days, going through hundreds of rounds of battles, our bodies and minds would be tempered, and we would definitely make great progress as well."

The woman murmured, "I never even thought of that... No, actually we all thought of it, but we were just unwilling to admit it. He was already among the strongest of his peers, and now that he's taken another step up, he's completely pulled ahead and become a powerhouse on par with our masters and elders."

The man said, "Moreover, he possesses an even more formidable external martial arts body. According to the original rules of the Martial King Cup, we could bring our own weapons. Just one divine weapon would be enough to withstand any external martial arts body. But now we can only use the scrap metal we found. Ordinary attacks can't even scratch his skin... Putting all that aside, the cave isn't far above. If we go in and hide for half a day, he'll naturally leave once he can't find us. After all, we have no grudge against him, and he won't waste half a day on us."

The two walked to the foot of a small hill. The man peeled away the lush vines to reveal a shallow cave. The two crouched down and crawled inside, then lowered the vines to cut off their connection with the outside world, creating a closed space.

Upon entering the cave, the two of them held their breath simultaneously, circulating their True Qi to switch to internal breathing. Shoulder to shoulder, they could both feel each other's rapid heartbeats.

After a while, there was no sound of footsteps, only the impatient chorus of frogs and the rustling of various insects.

"Looks like he didn't chase after us?" the woman said with a glance.

"Don't be careless, wait a little longer." The man dared not take the risk.

A while later, the sky darkened, the moon rose, and the croaking of frogs grew louder and louder.

"It seems they really didn't follow us. They probably think we're not worth the effort of tracking them all this way. Let's go out and see."

"Better safe than sorry, let's peek outside first."

Although she felt it was unnecessary, it never hurts to be careful. The woman nodded, gently parted the two vines to reveal a small gap, and pressed her eyes against it to look out.

Then she saw it—an eye!

We've found you!

A scream pierced the woman's throat, but before it could even finish, a hand suddenly pierced through the vines, its fingers spread wide and grabbing her face, silencing the scream. Then, it slammed her head against the mountainside with a thud, and the woman's head was completely embedded in the wall, making her look like a headless corpse leaning against the cliff.

"You guys are really good at running away! I chased you for a full half hour and almost lost you."

The vines covering the cave entrance were ripped aside, revealing a figure that wasn't particularly tall. However, in the eyes of the sword-wielding man, it was comparable to those Evil Dao demons from martial arts legends. Especially since he was inside the cave, with no light shining in, all he could see was a dark, human-shaped silhouette, and the silvery glow of moonlight shining down on the figure's back, making it all the more sinister and eerie.

"We concealed our presence the whole way and deliberately moved through the trees to avoid leaving any traces on the ground. How did you manage to track us down?"

"It's simple. I've mastered the Heaven-Howling Art. The scent you left behind is as obvious to my nose as a skunk farting in a peony bush."

The man carrying the sword was both surprised and astonished at how bored the other party must be to have mastered the Heaven-Howling Art, a ninth-rate martial art that wasn't even considered a heretical path.

If he knew beforehand that the other party had cultivated the Heaven-Howling Art, he would definitely seal all the acupoints in his body to avoid leaving any trace of his scent. This would not be difficult for martial artists of his and his junior sister's level. However, he does not have the ability to foresee the future, so how could he have foreseen this?

"Two choices: take off the bracelet and give it to me, or I'll beat you up and then take the bracelet off your wrist."

The sword-wielding man glanced at his unfortunate junior sister. Although her head was embedded in the mountain wall, he had used skillful force to only knock her unconscious without damaging her head. At most, her body would occasionally twitch, making her look like a fish out of water. This was a hundred times more difficult than smashing her head against a wall, proving that he was not a heartless and Evil Dao demon who would kill her.

The man then drew his sword from his back, its tip pointing to the ground, and declared defiantly, "Perhaps I am no match for you, but as a disciple of the Mystic Star Sword Venerable, how can I fear the strong and surrender without a fight? Besides, your actions have already made you a public enemy. I don't need to defeat you; leaving a trace of Sword Qi on you will be the key to your downfall. We martial artists may be defeated physically, but our spirit must not be. The stronger the enemy, the more we must..."

"Who would understand this!"

The figure suddenly rushed into the cave. The man was about to draw his sword and use his sect's ultimate technique, "Inverted Star River," when he suddenly heard a snap of fingers. His Qi and Blood and qi flowed backward, and his movements faltered. He missed his chance for a moment, and when he came to his senses, his vision was covered by five fingers. An overwhelming and irresistible force erupted from the five fingers, pressing down on his face and penetrating his body, rendering the man unable to resist.

Thump!

The man followed in his junior sister's footsteps, his head was buried in the ground and planted as a radish.

"Stop babbling on and on, so much nonsense. I thought I'd hear some useful information, but you've just wasted my time. The first day is over now."

Si Ming walked out of the cave, shook the two bracelets he had just acquired, and squeezed them hard. Two more divine attributes appeared on his bracelets. He looked down and saw that the number displayed on the bracelets was "twenty-five," which was already above the minimum survival threshold.

"I remember that five of the people I defeated possessed two parts of divinity, which means I defeated a total of nineteen people today. The efficiency wasn't as high as I expected; these guys are too fast."

Recalling the dozen or so battles during the day, at first the opponents would bravely charge up to fight, or shout "Don't be afraid, he's only one person" and then gang up on him. Naturally, Si Ming accepted the bracelets of these brave warriors without hesitation.

Later, perhaps because his infamous reputation spread, people would run away as soon as they saw him. The Smokeless Island was full of forests and hills with many obstacles, which was very disadvantageous to the pursuers. Even if the opponent's lightness skill was slightly inferior to Si Ming's, they could still maintain distance and not be caught. Si Ming could not possibly spend one or two hours chasing someone, as that would be too wasteful of time.

In addition, splitting up to escape is also a great advantage. If the couple had separated and escaped separately, Si Ming could only catch one of them at most, and wouldn't have had time to turn around and chase the other.

Half of the day was spent chasing people, and the other half was spent searching for them. The battles were very short because Si Ming didn't hesitate to show his strength, so they usually ended quickly.

"Forget it, even though there will be fewer contestants tomorrow, each person will possess at least two parts divinity, making them more valuable. Everyone will be concealing their presence at night, making it inconvenient to find anyone. I'll find a place to rest first."

The following day, in the audience area of Martial King Cup.

The Blade-Wielding Boy shouted, "The odds have been adjusted! The odds for the Son of Light, Si Ming, to win the championship have been adjusted from 8 to 1 to 3..."

Based on yesterday's results, the odds for different players were adjusted. Among them, Si Ming's odds were adjusted the most, but no one found it strange. After all, Si Ming was the player who appeared on the big screen for the longest time yesterday. He was almost always on the screen, and there was always one of the three screens that was related to him.

"Your Excellency Thunder King, your junior disciple was quite the star yesterday. He accumulated enough divine points on the first day, so he doesn't need to do anything else. He can sit back and watch the showdown unfold. He has a full three days to rest and recuperate, getting himself into peak condition for the final battle. This is truly an excellent strategy."

A noblewoman walked up to Xing Daozhuang and praised him with a smile.

Xing Daozhuang glanced at her and then looked away, not even bothering to say a polite word. This undisguised contempt made the noblewoman's expression stiffen. However, no matter how dissatisfied she was, she didn't dare to lose her temper in front of Spirit Transformation expert.

"Asking such a ridiculous question! If Thunder King were to respond, he would be ridiculed along with everyone else. The fact that he's ignoring you is actually for your sake," Lord Yunxia rebuked. "Any true martial artist can see through the Child of Son of Light's intentions. Your supposedly clever strategy is nothing more than empty talk from an amateur to others. Step aside if you still want to save face."

Regardless of her true feelings, at this moment, the noblewoman could only bow her head and express her gratitude. "Yes, thank you for the reminder, Lord Yunxia. I will take my leave now."

Her eyes, which were fixed on the ground, were filled with humiliated anger, but when she raised her head, her expression returned to its usual submissive and alluring look.

Of course, no one cared about her submission; it was only natural. Even though she was the wife of Junior Grand Superior nobleman of the fifteenth rank in Nation of Valor, in front of a group of Spirit Transformation Grandmaster, her status was no different from that of an ordinary person.

However, if she chooses to rebel and humiliates the Spirit Transformation Grandmaster, then some people will care.