Soul Land IV (Douluo Dalu) : Ultimate Fighting-Chapter 1357: The 8-Armed God Demon King’s Calculations

No one is a fool. Lan Xuanyu had indeed set up the tournament to find a partner, but he was well aware that if it were only about sparring for marriage, and he kept winning repeatedly, fewer and fewer people would fall into the trap. At this moment, however, forcing an entire race to fight him to the death was a completely different story. This was a matter of pride, leaving no room for retreat.

The Eight-Armed Demon Clan could not retreat. While they were not foolish, at this moment, they truly had no way out. Only by killing Lan Xuanyu and avenging their people could they restore their dignity.

Dawn Dragon Knight Zhong Zhichang had already said, "What happens in the arena stays in the arena. If you have the strength, you can kill him within the arena. However, if anyone dares to attack outside the arena, the consequences will be facing the revenge of the Dragon Clan."

The current Dragon Clan was no longer what it once was when the Sky Dragon Leader went to the Demon Star to suppress the Eight-Armed Demon Clan. The presence of eighteen Dragon Knights had brought the Dragon Clan to its peak period. Even the Sky Horse Clan had to take the backseat. The number one race in the Dragon Horse Galaxy was indisputable.

Therefore, no matter how enraged the Eight-Armed Demon God King was, he would not truly launch a direct fight against the Dragon Clan—because they had absolutely no chance of winning. Revenge could only take place on the arena!

Moreover, the Eight-Armed Demon God King was more focused on the benefits they could gain if they indeed defeated Lan Xuanyu.

Not to mention retrieving the Heavenly Nourishment Crystal Stones they previously offered, but most importantly, they could make Lan Xuanyu the mother of their race’s future generations. This was what he valued most.

Thus, he had secretly ordered that even if they defeated Lan Xuanyu, they must not kill her. The living Golden Dragon Princess would be far more useful, as she could serve as the bearer of the Eight-Armed Demon Clan’s lineage!

Such formidable strength, such a powerful bloodline—what kind of mighty Demon King would be born if her bloodline were fused with the Eight-Armed Demon Clan’s blood?

So, under no circumstances could the Eight-Armed Demon Clan back down now. Not only would they refuse to retreat, but at this moment, their strong members had nearly monopolized the curve of the arena, squeezing all other races to the sidelines—even the Sky Horse Clan was not exempt. Their vengeful demeanor was so overwhelming that no one dared provoke them.

If victory could be attained, misfortune could turn into prosperity. While losing a few clan members was painful, compared to the benefits at stake, it was insignificant.

So the fight continues!

Ten minutes later, the third Eight-Armed Demon entered the stage. Without hesitation, he charged at Lan Xuanyu and Bai Xiuxiu.

Fear? To the Eight-Armed Demon Clan, such an emotion did not exist! They were ruthless to others, and equally ruthless to themselves. Slaughter was their instinct, and destruction was their greatest joy. Without such a mindset, they could never have mastered such a powerful core of destruction.

The Golden Dragon King’s true form once again responded to the challenge, clashing head-on with the Eight-Armed Demon.

This match lasted even less time than the previous one. The Golden Dragon King’s strong body held firm against the Eight-Armed Demon. Despite suffering four instances of broken scales on its body, it ultimately pinned the opponent to the ground and crushed him. Once again, another head exploded—another one dead!

Three Eight-Armed Demons had now fallen in succession, and the arena had undergone yet another round of repairs—thanks to the explosive power of the Light and Dark Divine Thunder, which was simply overwhelming.

Lan Xuanyu appeared slightly weaker, having reverted to human form and sitting cross-legged to rest. Despite this, "she" continued to honor her promise of not using any of the Heavenly Nourishment Crystal Stones for recovery, maintaining her stance and not touching a single stone from the payment bucket.

At this moment, the battles on the other five arenas seemed completely inconsequential, with practically no attention being paid to them.

All eyes from every race were fixed upon the central Number One Arena. None of them could predict how much longer this Golden Dragon Princess could endure under the relentless wheel of Eight-Armed Demon Clan assaults.

Lan Xuanyu’s face revealed a faint smile as his hands folded before his chest, constantly adjusting Dragon Power within. The Bloodline Whirlpool gently rippled, and with each use of the Light and Dark Divine Thunder, he had grown increasingly adept. When the explosions occurred outside his body, they affected him very little now. His defensive strength had been repeatedly tested in battles, allowing him to develop a far more thorough understanding of his physical state.

He could affirm with certainty that, solely in terms of physical defense, even God level strong entities might not be able to compare with him—this referred specifically to God Rank strongest among the Dragon Clan.

Undoubtedly, the continuous refining of his body had significantly strengthened him. More importantly, the ongoing purification of his Dragon God’s bloodline was yielding immense progress. At least on the surface within his body, the conflict between the Golden Dragon King and Silver Dragon King bloodlines appeared to have ceased completely.

Gone were the former bloodline spirals and the centrifugal force used to suppress their collisions. The initial stage of fusion had already been completed. While it wasn’t yet total integration, the absence of any bloodline conflict had greatly accelerated Lan Xuanyu’s cultivation progress—it was advancing by leaps and bounds. If not for his deliberate suppression, he would have long since broken through.

Simultaneously battling and evaluating himself—and Bai Xiuxiu was doing the same. Her Heavenly Demon Swallowing soul skill had been used three times, each time consuming great energy. Yet, the time required for each use continued to quietly shorten, and her mastery grew ever smoother.

During combat, she constantly tested how better to augment her other soul skills with Heavenly Demon Swallowing, how to summon this soul skill more efficiently, and how to align her attributes perfectly with it.

With the assistance of Lan Xuanyu’s Dragon God Energy, which ceaselessly stimulated her bloodline potential, her growth pace was equally rapid.

Furthermore, Lan Xuanyu had acquired some highly unique gains. However, given the presence of so many top-level strong figures, he could not examine them right now. With the covert help of the Treasure Hunting Beast, and the silent assistance of Holy Light Dragon Knight Huang Liangwei, no one had discovered his secrets—not even the Sky Horse Sect Leader.

Of course, among the Sky Horse Sect Leader and Eight-Armed Demon God King’s camp, the one truly responsible for maintaining cover should have been the Dawn Dragon Knight. The divine consciousness of this mighty being had reached levels unknown, capable of even concealing it from the Sky Horse Sect Leader.

Lan Xuanyu was entirely unaware that Dawn Dragon Knight Zhong Zhichang, in terms of strength of divine consciousness, was veritably the number one existence in the Dragon Horse Galaxy.

When it came to divine consciousness alone, even the Sky Dragon Leader fell slightly short in comparison. This strength was determined during the Dragon-Transformation Period—it was the embodiment of true power.

Another ten minutes passed, and when Lan Xuanyu stood up once more, his gaze regained its sharpness. Yet the sharper his eyes became, the more it inexplicably conveyed an impression of superficial toughness.

Li Menglong couldn’t help but glance toward the main spectator platform, only to receive a response of patience and reassurance.

Could she really endure any further? She absolutely couldn’t let the Eight-Armed Demon Clan succeed!

Li Menglong was also intelligent. When the Eight-Armed Demon Clan had almost emptied their nest, with even their God Rank entities faintly releasing auras toward this side, he had deduced their intentions.

At this moment, the younger generation of strong Eight-Armed Demons still numbered nearly thirty. Could Lan Xuanyu possibly keep up under such sustained combat?

Looking at the time, the morning matches hadn’t even reached their halfway point yet! Even if each battle lasted longer, Lan Xuanyu would still need to fight at least eight more rounds to conclude the morning’s Future Rising Star Tournament.

If she could hold out, recovery awaited her afterward, as the afternoon would see the Dragon Horse Galaxy-wide interspecies conference. The Future Rising Star Tournament wouldn’t resume until tomorrow.

Eight rounds, maybe even ten rounds—could she manage?

And in the battles that ensued, Lan Xuanyu’s actions showed everyone what true resilience looked like.

Just as in the past when facing Qi Tianlong and Xu Yanmo, the Eight-Armed Demon Clan’s challenges grew progressively more threatening to him. Yet ultimately, the victor remained unchanged—it was still him. Moreover, the most terrifying detail was that not a single Eight-Armed Demon left the arena alive.