"Why, Brother Lu?!"
Liu Wenjian laboriously raised his head.
Before he could fully climb out of the deep pit, a knee strike descending from the air drove him into even deeper rubble!
Through the dust- and demonic-energy-filled haze, a pair of demonic eyes lit up like ghostly flames as an emotionless voice asked, "As the Demon King, shouldn't you be prepared to face challenges at any time?"
Liu Wenjian fell silent.
That was true enough, but did a challenge for the Demon King's throne have to begin immediately?
According to the Demon Domain's longstanding traditions, wasn't there supposed to be a preparation period of twenty-eight cycles?
Besides, shouldn't the priority right now be eliminating the external enemy?!
The person secretly pulling dirty tricks had yet to be found.
Was it really okay for Brother Lu to directly challenge for the Demon King's throne to test his, Liu Wenjian's, true strength while ignoring that person's existence?!
"Brother Lu!" Liu Wenjian called out anxiously. "If you want to be the Demon King, I can directly give it to—"
Before he could finish, Liu Wenjian took a heavy punch to the throat!
The perfectly placed suffocating sensation cut off the rest of his words on the spot, and the pain that followed made it impossible for him to speak again.
Lu Li reached out and seized Liu Wenjian by the throat, choking him tightly. As she rose, she hauled him out of the pit as well.
Before Liu Wenjian could even lift his head to meet her eyes, she suddenly exerted force through her waist and legs, twisted halfway around on the spot, and hurled him like a shot put toward the Stoneskin in the distance, who was spreading out a gauzy veil!
Liu Wenjian instinctively summoned demonic energy to protect his body,