Yi Yun's Death, the Match Ends
Su Zhan slowly shifted his gaze, fixing it on the fastest-moving figure.
This person was clearly the strongest among the eight, and quite familiar with them.
That's right! This is Yi Yun, the one who tricked him yesterday. He has Space Attribute and is even more outstanding in Movement Method, capable of spatial jumps. He's the one they have the hardest time catching.
He was supposed to be killed last, but unfortunately, Su Zhan wanted to kill him now.
Su Zhan followed him, spinning and leaping, trying to get closer again and again, but the guy was quite cunning. Every time Su Zhan got close, he would suddenly accelerate and perform another spatial jump.
The others, seeing that Su Zhan had killed Yi Yun, slowed their pace and launched attacks on Su Zhan from time to time.
But Su Zhan refused to give up, clinging tightly to Yi Yun and ignoring the attacks from behind.
Dodging what he can avoid, and bearing what he can't, since none of this can hurt him anyway.
Yi Yun was driven to despair by Su Zhan's pursuit and was filled with regret. Of all people to mess with, why did he have to provoke this troublemaker?
This is terrible, do we really have to admit defeat?
But he was unwilling to admit defeat, and his intuition told him that even if he admitted defeat now, Su Zhan would never let him go.
Although Su Zhan seems to have a good temper and is easygoing, anyone who really offends him will definitely not have a good ending.
His intuition was right; Su Zhan planned to kill him first, and then deal with the person who had ambushed him with Secret Art after the competition was over.
In truth, it would have been very easy for Su Zhan to stop him, but he deliberately chose to be unhurried, allowing him to burn through his strength and escape just when he was about to fail. Then he would continue to capture him, giving him hope only to crush him into despair.
He was playing the cat and mouse game, and after being chased for a while, Yi Yun realized Su Zhan's intentions.
He was agitated, knowing that this would not end well; the back-and-forth bursts of speed were severely depleting his strength.
When I'm captured, I won't be able to fight Su Zhan anymore!
With no other option, he gritted his teeth, forced himself to stop, and launched a rapid attack.
Su Zhan chuckled and said, "What, the little Rats has finally stopped running away?"
He didn't speak, he just kept attacking Su Zhan.
Su Zhan darted around him, throwing a punch on the left and a blow on the right, making it impossible for him to pinpoint Su Zhan's location as he kept turning around.
He could only passively take the beating; how pitiful! To think that he, a top genius of the Devil Race, would suffer such humiliation.
Su Zhan's every move landed on places that wouldn't cause him any harm, but the moves were as fast as raindrops, evenly striking every part of his body.
This harassed him so much that he was furious and wanted nothing more than to punch Su Zhan to death.
However, he couldn't attack Su Zhan at all. The angrier he got, the more openings he made, and the faster Su Zhan attacked him.
Before long, he was covered in wounds and bruises, but he still dared not stop.
The blood of Devil Race is different from that of humans. Their blood is also bright red when it first flows out because it contains a lot of power.
After the blood has flowed out for a while, it congeals and dries, turning into a dark purple color that looks quite unsightly when it sticks to the body.
Now, Yi Yun's body was covered in the color of dried blood, which clung to his clothes.
His clothes had been torn to shreds, his hair was disheveled, and he looked like a destitute, mad beggar, showing no trace of his former genius.
Seeing that his injuries were getting worse and his abilities were getting weaker, Su Zhan finally had enough fun.
He stood still, and a Space Attribute shield descended upon him, halting all his movements. He then whispered, "Thank you for letting me get what I wanted."
He looked at the Space Attribute Su Zhan used, and seemed to understand something. He let out a regretful roar, and the space exploded, scattering into a pile of blood mist.
While Su Zhan attacking Yi Yun, the other contestants on the sidelines just stared blankly at them.
They initially took the opportunity to attack Su Zhan, but now that they've witnessed Yi Yun, who is even more powerful than them, surviving, they're all filled with despair.
The deaths caused by spatial explosions are extremely gruesome, leaving no trace of the body. It's far too cruel and bloody!
They were terrified; they had never seen anything more evil or frightening than the Devil Race.
Su Zhan was like a demon from hell, his every step leaving a trail of blood, and countless Life Element were reaped wherever he went.
The remaining seven people quickly rallied together, trying to resist Su Zhan, but it was all in vain; in fact, it made it easier for Su Zhan to reap the spoils.
Su Zhan chuckled and summoned a space within them that was just big enough to accommodate them.
They froze, feeling as if they had been separated from the world, the most obvious feeling being that their connection with heaven and earth had been severed.
They watched Su Zhan warily, but when they tried to move, they found they couldn't move at all, trapped inside some kind of physical barrier.
They attacked desperately, trying to escape, but the Sealing Formation remained as solid as a mountain. Each bombardment seemed to strike something that never existed.
The attack passed through this invisible wall and vanished from the world.
It was just a thin, transparent wall, yet it separated two worlds.
Su Zhan his mouth. "I won't make things difficult for you. If you withdraw now, I'll spare your lives."
They looked tense and stiff, but none of them wanted to give up.
Su Zhan wasn't in a hurry, slowly counting down. "3...2..."
Suddenly, someone broke down in tears, crying, "I surrender! I surrender! I'm withdrawing from the competition!"
Once there's the first one, there'll be the second, the third...
Soon, only 3 of the 7 people remained. Su Zhan picked out the 4 who had withdrawn and threw them off the stage.
Those people fled in panic, leaving only the three people in the space to continue their standoff with Su Zhan.
Su Zhan remained unhurried, the space slowly shrinking, smaller and smaller...
The space quickly dwindled to just enough for three people, and it continued to shrink.
They were already pressed together, unable to squeeze any tighter, but the space continued to shrink.
Their bodies were being compressed and deformed. They felt their veins being blocked, and even their Demonic Power could not circulate. If this continued, they would only be crushed into meat patties. That's why the three of them resigned themselves to their fate and withdrew from the competition today.
This time, Su Zhan didn't single them out; instead, he threw the entire space off the arena.
The moment they landed, the space dissipated, and they crashed to the ground with a thud. Their bodies, which had been severely compressed, were suddenly released, and they fainted from the rush of blood to their heads.
The Devil Race servants who were serving them hurriedly came up and took the group away. As they came over, they carefully watched Su Zhan's expression, afraid of displeasing him again.