In the Beast Fighting Arena of Jialan City, Lin Yi stood alone amidst the countless demon corpses, looking up at Tang Boqi on the stage, his expression as calm and composed as ever.

It should be known that he had consecutively slain seven high-tier demons!!!

Among them were even the Three-striped Poison Queen and the Shadow Demon, which even Sikong Tingzhi had no confidence in defeating.

The strength Lin Yi displayed had indeed refreshed the perception of everyone present.

To the extent that the emotions of everyone present had shifted from initial shock to having become numb, much like Jarvis.

Imagine inside the duel arena, nearly filled with ten thousand people, it was so silent that even Lin Yi's soft voice:

"Next one."

could be heard clearly.

The eighth round!!!

It was only then that the numb hearts of everyone finally started to stir.

Some informed individuals present knew what sort of terrifying existence Lin Yi would face in this last round:

If nothing were amiss.

The demon Lin Yi had to face in the eighth round would jump directly from Tier Seven to Tier Eight, a Holy Demon closest to the Tier Nine Divine Level.

Now everyone wanted to know.

What kind of scene would it be when the young King of Jialan Empire faced the Tier Eight Holy Demon?

Could he still treat it as 'easily' as the Tier Seven demons?

Just as Tang Boqi on the high platform was about to speak, a burly hand suddenly appeared on his shoulder:

"Let me do it."

Tang Boqi turned his head in surprise and saw that General Wanyan He had somehow appeared behind him.

The appearance of Wanyan He also drew the attention of the crowd.

Wanyan He walked to the edge of the high platform and looked at Lin Yi inside the arena:

"The next one is me."

A seemingly light statement, yet it instantly stirred uproar within the arena.

The opponent in the eighth round was General Wanyan He!

This thought appeared, and the arena was immediately filled with a clamor.

Everyone couldn't help but look at each other, aghast at the sudden change.

Ling Yuwei stood up from her chair in shock and exclaimed:

"How is this possible!"

Although Lin Yi was strong, he wasn't strong enough to fight against Tier Nine!

She couldn't understand why Wanyan He, as someone from the Jialan Empire, would make such an unreasonable arrangement.

Does Lin Yi have a chance to win against him?

Thinking of this question made Ling Yuwei feel a chill in her heart.

Charles noticed Ling Yuwei's reaction and frowned:

"Why not?"

Seeing Lin Yi in trouble would absolutely excite Charles the most.

Whether reasonable or not didn't concern him.

As long as he could dampen Lin Yi's arrogance, Charles would support it wholeheartedly.

Seeing the seemingly stunned Lin Yi, Charles couldn't refrain from taunting:

"Isn't he very strong?"

"He should have the power to fight against the General, right?"

The sarcasm in his words was unmistakably blatant.

Ling Yuwei glared fiercely at Charles.

However, she didn't intend to argue with him and instead sat back down trying to compose herself.

Yesterday, Lin Yi's strength was indeed very formidable.

Even Ling Yuwei had to admit that.

But in that situation yesterday, it was obvious to anyone with discerning eyes.

Lin Yi had relied on magic equipment and the Guardian behind him to have the power to contend with Tier Nine like Meng Yin and Jun Shirong.

But that was it.

Without those conditions, no matter how strong he is, Lin Yi is merely at Tier Seven Emperor Level.

Between Tier Seven and Tier Nine, there are two gaping chasms like the sky and the earth!

At this moment, Ling Yuwei was not worried about whether Lin Yi could win anymore.

What she worried about now was.

If Lin Yi were to get injured during this battle, would it affect tomorrow's Divine Son election?

However, no matter how much Ling Yuwei worried.

When she saw the ghostly image of the Elf Dragon suddenly appear inside the duel arena, Ling Yuwei knew that the situation was already irreversible.

When Lin Yi donned the Seven-Color Battle Armor, everyone present couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Immediately, the spectator seats erupted in waves of discussions:

"He actually accepted the challenge."

"But that's a Tier Nine Divine King."

"Does he think he can be a match for a Divine King? It's laughable."

"Isn't this overestimating oneself?"

"Looks like he's bound to lose today."

...

Though everyone speculated, their hearts were deeply shocked by Lin Yi's actions.

Because Lin Yi's actions made them realize a very frightening thing, that is:

Lin Yi hadn't exerted his full strength all along.

Someone who hadn't even used full strength could easily crush Tier Seven demons.

Facing such a terrifying existence.

All participants for the Divine Son election wore uneasy expressions on their faces.

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"I heard that yesterday, even when you were just Tier Six, you could knock Meng Yin out cold."

Wanyan He wore a light smile, looking at Lin Yi:

"Today, I also want to try it out."

"To see if you really have the strength to contend with Tier Nine."

Although Wanyan He's words were not deliberately loud.

But strangely.

His voice was still clearly heard by everyone present.

In a corner, Meng Yin's face turned ugly upon hearing this, involuntarily letting out a cold snort.

Yet he did not refute, as what Wanyan He said was indeed true.

Faced with Wanyan He's 'compliment', Lin Yi knew well:

"Yesterday's events were just a coincidence."

"I have a bit of self-awareness when it comes to my own strength."

"So I ask the senior not to make fun of me."

Upon hearing Lin Yi's words, Wanyan He chuckled:

"Whether it's a joke or not, you'll only know after trying."

Then Wanyan He pointed at his feet:

"So as not to let others say I'm bullying the young."

"Today, as long as you can make me take three steps back, it will count as your win."

Saying this, Wanyan He looked at the not too distant, visibly frightened Jarvis, then continued:

"Also, you can take him with you."

Under Lin Yi's startled gaze, Wanyan He added:

"But I will go all out."

"I hope you will bring me more surprises in what's to come."

After saying these, Wanyan He looked like a sage waiting at any moment for Lin Yi to take action.

Just three steps back?

The crowd was astounded upon hearing this rule.

Yet it seemed the most reasonable way.

Otherwise, expecting Lin Yi, just a Tier Seven, to defeat a Tier Nine Divine, this?

No one would even dare to dream of such a thing.

Yet even so, it still left people utterly shocked.

Can a human really shake a god?

Whatever happened yesterday was merely hearsay to most people.

Very few present had actually witnessed it.

Under normal circumstances, facing a Tier Nine powerhouse like Wanyan He, even a Tier Eight Saint might find it hard to force him back.

Except for a few Tier Nines present.

The vast majority could not assure this, not even those Tier Eight Saints.

Especially when Wanyan He was going all out.

Faced with such a seemingly impossible challenge, Lin Yi remained calm and flourished the longsword before sheathing it.

Seeing Wanyan He not far away, Lin Yi knew it seemed like the opponent was putting him in a tough spot.

But wasn't this also giving him a chance?

Three steps back?

Seeing Wanyan He's confident demeanor, Lin Yi's lips curled up slightly:

"Since it's so, then I shall be disrespectful."