Psh! That Demon General died in Ye Xiwen's hands with almost no ability to fight back, its body split apart on the spot as blood sprayed across the sky.
Everyone stared blankly at Ye Xiwen, utterly dumbfounded, gazing stupidly at him just as that Wind Demon Violent Ape had only understood at the moment of its death.
They were no fools either, and at this moment they finally saw through it. Ye Xiwen had actually been playing the pig to eat the tiger!
It was not as if they had never seen people play the pig to eat the tiger. On the contrary, they had seen plenty of them—but those people usually pretended to be weak before opponents far inferior to themselves!
Yet Ye Xiwen had played the pig to eat the tiger against experts of the same realm, and most importantly, against two terrifying experts of the same realm at once.
None of them could possibly have done such a thing.
They could only marvel in admiration, because to play the pig to eat the tiger, one had to possess that kind of strength. One careless misstep, and one might be slain outright. Then, forget playing the pig to eat the tiger—one would truly become a pig.
At this point, they could all see that the gap in strength between Ye Xiwen and this Demon General and Wind Demon Violent Ape was not actually as great as it had appeared. At the very least, it had not been so great that Ye Xiwen could kill them in a single stroke.
In truth, the entire battle had been under Ye Xiwen's control. Although he had seemed to suppress the two Demonic Beasts from beginning to end and exhaust all his strength, he had held back his true trump card. He