You Must Not Touch Him

"What? You want to force your way through?"

The several Dragon Clan members became interested when they saw Yu Hua step forward.

Since when did entrants dare force their way through the Dragon Clan's blockade? What a joke.

Yu Hua felt uneasy, but seeing Lin Jun still standing not far away, he steadied himself and slowly held his sword across his chest.

Seeing Yu Hua act this way, the Dragon Clan members instantly wiped the teasing expressions off their faces, rage rising within each of them.

Daring to point a weapon at them changed the nature of things.

Nearly all the entrants looked over. Seeing Yu Hua like this, their hearts sank. They were only protesting, but was this man insane? He actually dared draw blades against them.

Some representatives from various factions who had been watching the show from afar were collectively stunned, their eyes wide with disbelief.

"My Heaven, there's actually a lunatic like this among this batch of entrants?"

"Whose disciple is he?"

"Who else could it be? The Island Lord's. Now that the Island Lord is dead, he probably doesn't want to live either."

Li Yu watched the Dragon Clan members preparing to attack and slowly drew his sword.

The scent of blood instantly spread from the blade. The surrounding sea seemed to fall silent, and beneath that Heaven-piercing stench of blood and killing intent, all of Moonlit Island seemed to lose its senses.

The fat man narrowed his eyes. That killing intent and bloody aura were so overwhelming that his eyes felt dry, and he could not look directly at the sword.

"Sea Demon?"

That bloody scent was unmistakably the scent of Sea Demon blood. Not only that, it was mixed with several complex bloody auras, which, tempered by the Sea Demon's blood aura, had