Demon King: Hero, don’t run away!

The audience watched the scene intently, afraid to miss even a single exciting moment.

Several competitors who participated in the Dragon God Conference also focused on watching Yang Yu’s match.

Every move Yang Yu made was incredibly smooth; every attack and defense was timed perfectly without any superfluous bodily motion.

To gain growth, this younger generation often places themselves in Lorand’s situation, imagining how they would respond to Yang Yu’s rabid attack.

Quickly, these geniuses came to a startling unanimous conclusion.

——If they went up, they’d decisively give themselves away, getting pulled into Yang Yu’s rhythm and slaughtered in chaos.

Even the former favorite, Wind Snatching of the Wind Wolf Clan, shook his head silently.

Feeling regretful that Yang Yu didn’t showcase his true power in their duel.

If I could meet Yang Yu in the finals, perhaps, the one feeling the pressure there would be me.

Wind Snatching continued to watch the finals of the Dragon God Conference.

Lorand’s use of Shadow Hand was masterful, barely coping with Yang Yu’s offensive, then seizing the tiny opportunity to counterattack.

Unfortunately, Yang Yu’s defense and offense were too meticulous, like an impenetrable fortress.

Lorand’s attempts were akin to an illusion.

To knock down Yang Yu from the start, Lorand activated the Unlocked form of Shadow Hand, bringing forth various skills...

Presumably, a lot of stamina had already been consumed.

Yang Yu would only grow stronger while Lorand would only grow weaker as the battle progressed.

The more Lorand wanted to quickly knock Yang Yu down, the less he could concentrate.

Flaws were bound to appear sooner or later.

By the time Yang Yu finishes defending and turns to attack, and Lorand accidentally exposes a flaw, the match will be decided.

Lorand was also very aware of everything Wind Snatching was thinking.

He didn’t want to panic either, but the situation didn’t allow it!

Once his tense nerves relaxed, Yang Yu might attack from all directions, adding new injuries to his body.

Yang Yu didn’t intend to give him a moment’s respite; he only wanted him to self-destruct under high pressure.

”I can only use that move.”

Focusing his gaze, Lorand decided to go all out.

Yang Yu’s decreased attributes were fully restored, and he used his proud speed to shuttle around Lorand. Once finding an opportunity, he initiated an active strike, adding new wounds to Lorand.

This time, Yang Yu seized another gap of Lorand’s.

Using agile positioning to dodge Lorand’s Shadow Hand, Yang Yu thrust his long sword forward, the sharp blade slicing across Lorand’s cheek.

Lorand gave a mysterious smile, and simultaneously, one large and one small Shadow Hand expanded,

”[Shadow Hand Destruction]!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Loran’s arms transformed into two bombs, exploding, collapsing into countless fragments, flying out like blades.

Retracting his sword, and dodging backward, Yang Yu raised his Shield to unleash [Interception], deploying Illusion Shield for defense.

However, the black flying knives penetrated Yang Yu’s Illusion Shield and pierced into Yang Yu’s body.

Blood instantly stained Yang Yu’s lapel red.

Yang Yu had never heard of such attacks from the Shadow Hand Clan.

Soon, Yang Yu made a decision.

Since neither the Shield nor the Sword can avoid these attacks, then simply endure these dense attacks to determine victory.

”[Fury Blood]!”

A splash of red extended from Yang Yu’s chest, cloaking him in a blood-red War Garment, as he charged through the Shadow Hand fragments toward Lorand.

From now on, Yang Yu’s every strike adds true damage of 5% of his lost Life Value.

With Yang Yu’s Life Value less than one-third, the true damage added by [Fury Blood] exceeded 2500.

Lorand’s Blood Volume was already insufficient; for him, each of Yang Yu’s strikes was extremely lethal.

Having detonated his arms, Lorand was like a purple sugarcane stuck in place.

Facing the attacking Yang Yu again, black sprayed out from the truncated sections of Lorand’s shoulders, forming two new arms.

However, these two arms were one size smaller than initially.

This is the price of detonating the arms.

The Magic Power for arm construction isn’t infinite for the Shadow Hand clan.

If they could freely squander Magic Power to create arms, they would’ve long used their arms as endless missiles, becoming humanoid self-walking turrets.

Precisely because the Magic Power for arm construction isn’t infinite, Lorand chose to detonate his arms.

By attacking Yang Yu with this move, Lorand can free himself from the Unlocked state instantly.

The Unlocked state for Shadow Hand is different from ordinary shape-shifting.

Once the Unlocked state is opened, wanting to revert requires consuming a lot of time, Magic Power, and stamina.

Lorand didn’t have the leisure to slowly eliminate the Unlocked state.

So, Lorand chose the simplest and most brutal ”Nirvana Rebirth”.

Detonating the arms could still buy time, allowing Lorand to find a method to defeat Yang Yu.

However, contrary to Lorand’s expectations, this time, Yang Yu didn’t distance himself to dodge [Shadow Hand Destruction], but instead endured the damage and attacked.

It wasn’t until then that Lorand suddenly realized the extent of his mistake.

Now, at his most vulnerable!

The mistake was irreparable; instead of dwelling on it, Lorand concentrated on facing the approaching Yang Yu.

A red light spiraled onto Lorand’s Shadow Hand, making his shriveled arms expand once more, as if filled with countless sturdy muscles.

Lorand half-squatted, a gale blew around him, decreasing Yang Yu’s Attack Speed sharply.

Extending red and black arms, Lorand slapped towards Yang Yu’s Sword Blade on the left and right, attempting to let Yang Yu’s Sword Blade pass through his Shadow Hand, using the materialized hand to clamp Yang Yu’s sword, then strike a punch on Yang Yu’s forehead.

However, Yang Yu’s sword blade flashed an orange light, surprisingly slipping through Lorand’s hands.

All became slow in Yang Yu’s eyes.

A few slight gestures were enough to dodge Lorand’s two hands.

Yang Yu didn’t use the sharp Sword Blade but the flat side of the long sword, striking Lorand’s chest.

Even without the sharpest white blade, just relying on the weapon’s additional damage was sufficient to deal with Lorand.

Lorand swung his arms to seize Yang Yu, but Yang Yu lowered his head slightly, dodging Lorand’s advancing arms.

With small swift steps, Yang Yu circled to Lorand’s back, landing another strike on Lorand’s back.

Lorand turned, still unable to capture Yang Yu.

Every move Yang Yu made was immensely smooth, maintaining constant assaults on Lorand’s back.

When Lorand’s Blood Volume reduced to three or four thousand, Yang Yu swept a whip leg onto Lorand’s joint area.

Lorand staggered forward, kneeling on the ground.

Just as Lorand assumed Yang Yu would launch the final blow to pierce his chest, Yang Yu withdrew the sharp Sword Blade and walked to Lorand.

Yang Yu didn’t utter a word, but everyone understood what Yang Yu awaited.

Lorand looked up at Yang Yu, who was not tall but seemed extraordinarily towering.

This time, he truly lost, accepted the loss wholeheartedly.