"He surpassed him!"
Lan Yue excitedly pumped her fist.
Ying Liexiong was stunned at first, then grinned at Yun Piaomiao. "First place is ours. Do you still have any objections now?"
"Hmph!"
Yun Piaomiao turned her head away, her face full of frustration.
This was too damn wicked. He had actually made it through even like this.
"Impressive!"
War Bear stared at Kang Xueli in shock. The Great Demon King Bloodline's First Demon Lord had improved enormously—from the 802nd level last time to the 840th this time, an increase of thirty-eight levels. That rate of improvement was more than ten times faster than theirs. Yet he had never expected Sword Venerable Ye Chen's improvement to be even faster, directly surpassing the First Demon Lord.
Kang Xueli shook her head. "Don't look at me. I didn't expect him to surpass the First Demon Lord in one stroke either."
"We truly don't understand their world."
War Bear shook his head.
"He surpassed him?"
Evil Star was a little dazed. Once he came to his senses, he could not help looking toward the First Demon Lord. For the first time, a flicker of emotion appeared on the First Demon Lord's face. It could not be called anger—perhaps it was gravity? Evil Star thought.
The First Demon Lord did not feel weighed down inside. Rather, he had become serious. He was beginning to take Ye Chen seriously. If he still did not treat him seriously at this point, that would not be confidence, but arrogance. There had never been arrogant people among the Great Demon King Bloodline, and he was no exception.
The Great Demon King Bloodline stood tall at the pinnacle of bloodlines precisely because, no matter the circumstances, they could maintain absolute calm and reason. It was innate.
The 842nd level.
Ye