Elite Eight (Thanks to '1 Kilowatt-Hour of Moonlight' for transferring money to Zhang Yu 10 times)

As the battle ended, Zhang Yu, carrying Ying Mingchi, was wrapped in layers of divine light and guided back to the waiting area.

"Finally won."

Zhang Yu glanced at the half of Ying Mingchi that remained, privately marveling at the sheer strength of his physique. He truly was the strongest opponent Zhang Yu had ever encountered.

"Compared to humans, Demon Descendants really do have a higher physical ceiling. He nearly got away."

"But... why is this guy getting more fragrant?"

Smelling the scent of roasted Dragon Meat wafting from the other man, Zhang Yu felt his stomach stir restlessly, while saliva began secreting faster in his mouth.

Zhang Yu wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, and the next moment, he and Ying Mingchi had landed in the waiting area.

Watching Zhang Yu return after finishing his battle, Jiu Tianliu's gaze became exceedingly complicated.

He had never imagined that Zhang Yu, whom he had merely asked to gather intelligence on Ying Mingchi for him, would actually defeat the other man—and defeat him head-on in a direct clash.

At that moment, Jiu Tianliu saw something called ambition in Zhang Yu.

This junior who had risen from the Civil Engineering Department, whom Jiu Tianliu had once looked down upon, who had once been utterly unremarkable at Ten Thousand Laws University, and whom he had never regarded as an opponent, had quietly grown to a level close to his own.

"My junior, who has only just entered his fifth year..."

Jiu Tianliu thought to himself, Just how far has his ambition gone?

As Jiu Tianliu watched Zhang Yu, Kuang Tianqing beside him was also observing Zhang Yu with great interest, thinking, Has he improved again? "Though in this Top Ten League, almost every student improved with every battle."

"But hardly anyone