"The Humanoid Demon and Core-Holding Dharma battle goes to our Demon Race. You have no objections, do you?"
The Demon Emperor looked toward the human side and said with a smile.
His gaze was chiefly fixed on Lu Yao and Ye Chonggang. The cultivators who had come this time did not fully represent either the righteous or demonic paths, but Lu Yao and Ye Chonggang held the highest status—even above Li Mengde, emperor of Fierce Tang—so their words carried the greatest weight.
"Hmph!"
Lu Yao snorted unhappily, but said nothing.
Lang Huaxin's performance had left him too ashamed to argue.
Ye Chonggang nodded slightly, his gaze settling on Su Yi as his appreciation for him deepened.
Su Yi could have killed Lang Huaxin, yet he had not. It showed that his heart was open and upright; he was not a bloodthirsty man.
Had Lang Huaxin held the absolute upper hand instead, Su Yi likely would not have survived.
"Next, let a Supernatural Demon King fight a Fusion Heart-Stirring cultivator!"
The Demon Emperor said with a smile. As he spoke, the Black Crow Arrow Envoy beside him leaped into the arena.
At once, the Demon Race stirred. Evidently, the Black Crow Arrow Envoy was quite famous throughout Hundred Ridges.
Lu Yao said, "A-San, go!"
At his words, a burly man behind him prepared to enter the arena.
Just then, a heavily armored general behind Li Mengde cut in, "I'll do it!"
With that, he charged into the arena first.
Both races erupted in uproar. Lu Yao and A-San did not grow angry; instead, surprise appeared on their faces.
"Fierce Tang's War God, Li Linlang!"
"I never thought he would make a move. He's at the perfected Fusion Heart-Stirring realm!"
"It's in the bag!"
"Even the Sword Saint praised Li Linlang