Soul Land IV (Douluo Dalu) : Ultimate Fighting-Chapter 1355: What Happens on the Stage Stays on the Stage

The Sky Horse Sect Leader waved his hand, and immediately, two God Rank experts of the Sky Horse Clan soared into the air. Massive Earth Elements poured into the ground, quickly restoring the collapsed surface to its original state, resuming the appearance of the arena stage. Furthermore, the condensed ground radiated a dazzling brilliance, as eye-catching as diamonds, its hardness improved immeasurably.

The Sky Horse Sect Leader smiled faintly and turned to the Eight-Armed Demon God King beside him with an apologetic expression. "Accidents are inevitable. I kindly ask for your understanding, God Demon King. Let’s keep calm; it’s just an arena duel."

The Eight-Armed Demon God King did not respond, his icy gaze fixed on the tournament stage. Meanwhile, dozens of figures from the Eight-Armed Demon God Clan stepped forward in long strides, heading toward Arena No. 1.

Lan Xuanyu heard Li Menglong’s voice in his ear, "You’ve stirred up a hornet’s nest. Use a Heaven Nourishing Crystal to recover. Otherwise, you won’t hold out. You don’t know the Eight-Armed Demon Clan—they fight to the bitter end."

Lan Xuanyu glanced in Li Menglong’s direction, his heart secretly tensing. Under the protections of this level of a barrier, especially with a Holy Light Dragon Knight guarding it, he had no means of transmitting sound to the outside, but Li Menglong could send his voice into it. What did this imply?

He had sensed Li Menglong’s strength before—strong, but not exceptionally so, certainly not on par with Deng Xu Tong. If not pure strength, then perhaps some special artifact? Something that enhanced Spiritual Power?

Lan Xuanyu shook his head silently and sat down in place.

One of his reasons for killing the Eight-Armed Demon was precisely to provoke the Eight-Armed Demon Clan to retaliate against him! Only he knew the true extent of his own strength. His recovery capabilities were immensely powerful, and with his vast reserves of Dragon Power, it wasn’t something that could be depleted easily.

He was rather eager for continuous challenges. The Eight-Armed Demon Clan was strong, but not beyond what he could handle. Don’t forget—this wasn’t just him; Bai Xiuxiu was here, too. Moreover, if he didn’t show strength, how could he draw more opponents to the stage?

Li Menglong watched Lan on the stage shake his head toward him and couldn’t help but frown deeply. He was genuinely starting to worry.

He had previously resolved to seize the opportunity on the first day to bring Lan under control. That’s why he had secretly arranged for strong challengers to take the stage against him.

The means of enlisting strong challengers varied. For clans like the Monocle Rubber Clan and the Sky Domination Clan, they could be bought; to them, he supplied Heaven Nourishing Crystals. As for the Eight-Armed Demon Clan, mere provocation was enough; he didn’t even have to give anything.

He had never thought that a single Eight-Armed Demon would be able to defeat the combination of Lan and Xiuxiu. But even he hadn’t expected Lan to demonstrate such ferocity, outright annihilating the Eight-Armed Demon.

The Eight-Armed Demon Clan was notoriously vindictive! This young woman truly embodied a fearless spirit.

The situation was now beyond his control. While he could stir up trouble, he had no means of calming the Eight-Armed Demon Clan, unlike the Dawn Dragon Knight.

As his thoughts raced, he had no choice but to keep watching. At this moment, he genuinely felt a bead of cold sweat for Lan. Under normal circumstances, the Eight-Armed Demon Clan wouldn’t be allowed to conduct successive challenges in a war of attrition. After all, where would the Dragon Clan’s dignity go? Such an act would be a direct provocation to the Dragon Clan. However, in this case, with one of their own already killed, even the Dragon Knights couldn’t legitimately object. The Dawn Dragon Knight had already announced that the arena was hands-off, which was already a concession to the Eight-Armed Demon Clan. In other words, Lan had no choice but to withstand the challenges on the stage.

Now it was time to truly test Lan’s strength. Known for their overwhelming power, could "she" really endure this?

No one dared to openly cheer for Lan Xuanyu, but in this moment, the collective will within their hearts for the Golden Dragon Princess burned unprecedentedly strong and unified.

Watching Lan Xuanyu slay an Eight-Armed Demon, who among the audience from the various clans of the Dragon Horse Star System wasn’t silently cheering in their hearts? Many wished for Lan to slay several more of the Eight-Armed Demons. This kind of spectacle was exceedingly rare! In that fleeting moment, the fervent gazes fixed on Lan Xuanyu multiplied by several fold. Describing it as a gathering of universal admiration would not be an exaggeration.

Ten minutes passed in a flash. A burly Eight-Armed Demon stormed onto the arena without a second thought, unleashing a furious roar.

"Prepare to die!" With a thunderous bellow, he brandished eight Heavy Swords and prepared to charge toward Lan Xuanyu.

However, just as he was about to act, a flash of golden light abruptly sent the Eight-Armed Demon flying off the stage.

From the main observation stand, Holy Light Dragon Knight Huang Liangwei coolly remarked, "The challenge fee hasn’t been paid yet. Are we disregarding the rules, Lord Sky Horse?"

The corners of the Sky Horse Sect Leader’s mouth twitched for a moment, as he could distinctly sense the taut tension emanating from the Eight-Armed Demon God King beside him.

While he delighted in watching the relations between the Dragon Clan and the Eight-Armed Demon Clan sour—after all, this would push the Eight-Armed Demon Clan closer to their Sky Horse Clan—he definitely didn’t want to see Ultra Divine Rank powerhouses actually fighting here. The Sky Horse Plaza could never withstand such a clash!

"Yes, the rules must be followed. God Demon King, what do you say..."

"Pay the fee." The God Demon King’s icy voice echoed toward his clan members.

Huang Liangwei beamed. "Then there’s no issue. Proceed."

The Dawn Dragon Knight Zhong Zhichang remained silent throughout, simply sitting there impassively. Yet, this silent presence alone gave Lan Xuanyu, who glanced up to the main observation stand, an inexplicable sense of steadfast reassurance, like Zhong Zhichang was an immovable anchor amidst the storm.

Lan Xuanyu suddenly found himself thinking that the Holy Light Dragon Knight, whom he hadn’t thought much of before, now seemed rather endearing. If nothing else, he truly appreciated the Dragon Clan’s protective nature over their own.

He quietly resolved that, aside from those disgraceful dragons, he wouldn’t easily provoke members of the Dragon Clan again in the future. The best course of action would be to become the Dragon God himself and unify the Dragon Clan.

A Heaven Nourishing Crystal shot out from the direction of the Eight-Armed Demon Clan, landing in the designated payment container. Only then did the previously unruly Eight-Armed Demon ascend onto Arena No. 1 again.

However, his arrogance from moments ago had now noticeably dimmed. Pointing a Heavy Sword at Lan Xuanyu and Bai Xiuxiu, the Destruction Aura surged violently from his chest.

Lan Xuanyu no longer held a Dragonlance; it had shattered. At this moment, even the Dragon Knights couldn’t provide him with another one. Of course, Lan had other weapons. But the Golden Dragon Spear? Best not to use it right now. And as for the Heaven Saint Crack Abyss Spear? That was even more out of the question.

"Roar—" The Eight-Armed Demon unleashed a frenzied roar, suddenly accelerating underfoot as he charged straight at Lan Xuanyu, his eight Heavy Swords swinging wildly, unleashing bursts of Destruction Swordlight!

Lan Xuanyu and Bai Xiuxiu moved simultaneously this time, clasping hands as they shot forward together. Lan Xuanyu thrust out his right fist, golden scales covering it as it slammed into the oncoming swordlight head-on.

Blinding light erupted as he forcefully blasted open a gap in the swordlight. Meanwhile, on Bai Xiuxiu’s body, blue-black auras rippled outward in expanding waves. Dancing gracefully by Lan Xuanyu’s side, she emanated circle after circle of black halos.

At this instant, Lan Xuanyu suddenly vaulted upward. In the next moment, an intense dragon roar resounded, and an enormous golden form emerged mid-air—his Golden Dragon King form!

The Eight-Armed Demon, towering at ten meters high, appeared gigantic compared to the human-sized Lan Xuanyu and Bai Xiuxiu. But the moment Lan Xuanyu revealed his Golden Dragon King true form, the Eight-Armed Demon seemed insufficient by comparison.

Lan Xuanyu’s colossal form stretched over eighty meters long. Even on the massive Arena No. 1, his imposing figure resembled an unstoppable juggernaut. Covered entirely in dazzling golden scales, his streamlined body was adorned with massive golden bone spikes emerging all over, presenting an absolutely awe-inspiring sight.

Bai Xiuxiu was now perched atop Lan Xuanyu’s back. She remained in her human form, continuing her elegant dance.