My Demon Queen

Chapter 303 Final 1

Ye An's light voice slowly fell, like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, and ripples suddenly appeared. The red-armored woman and the audience were all stunned, their mouths and eyes widened, as if they were cast under a spell, and they didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Who... who is this young man? How come he is so powerful?" An audience member's face was filled with shock, his eyes were as big as bells, and his voice was trembling slightly.

“I don’t know. I’ve never seen such a strong person. He can suppress a strong man at the peak of the ninth level of the Out-of-Body Stage with physical skills alone, leaving him without any chance of fighting back.” The person next to him shook his head, also in shock, with an incredible look in his eyes.

"Could he be a talented young man from some hidden family? But I've never heard of such a person." Another audience member frowned and fell into deep thought, stroking his chin gently with his fingers.

Gu Shuchen, Xiao Lin and Long Aotian all narrowed their eyes and looked closely at the ordinary-looking boy. Ye An did not use any moves during the battle. He relied on his own strength to suppress a ninth-level peak powerhouse with thunderous means. At this moment, their faces were full of solemnity and they were secretly shocked. They never expected that in addition to Xiao Rou and the little monk from the Western Paradise, there would be such a powerful figure. This undoubtedly added great difficulty to their road to the finals. Various speculations emerged in their minds, and they were all secretly wondering who would meet Ye An and Xiao Rou in the quarterfinals and semifinals.

The audience was also shocked and speechless. They stared at Ye An in the center of the venue with wide eyes and disbelief. This unknown boy showed a powerful strength far beyond their imagination. He was even better than the other geniuses. In their opinion, no one had ever been able to suppress the opponent with physical skills alone. The whole venue was silent, and everyone was immersed in this shocking scene, as if time had frozen at this moment.

"I don't believe it. I don't..." The red-armored woman widened her eyes, her face full of disbelief and unwillingness. Her voice trembled a little. Just as she was about to continue roaring, she saw Ye An's figure flash and approached quickly like lightning. The next second, Ye An's hand knife landed accurately on the neck of the red-armored woman. The red-armored woman only felt a black screen in front of her eyes, and her consciousness gradually blurred. The whole person fell down in a daze. Ye An looked at the fainted red-armored woman, shook his head helplessly, and muttered to himself: "I give up. If you keep fighting, I will be exposed. Fortunately! Wing Chun is all about fast fighting. It's okay. It's okay. I'll call it a day after the fight."

Then, Ye An turned to look at the referee and said calmly, "She is under your control. I won, you can leave now." The referee was still in shock, staring at Ye An blankly, as if petrified. It was not until Ye An turned around and left that the referee woke up and reacted quickly. He cleared his throat, announced Ye An's victory loudly, and then hurried to check on the woman in red armor.

Mo Qingcheng stood in the distance, quietly watching Ye An resolve the battle so quickly, her heart full of doubts. Her indifferent eyes flashed with a thoughtful light, and her slightly furrowed eyebrows showed her inner confusion and worry.

Ye An came back and waved to Mo Qingcheng, then strode over. "Wife." Ye An said with a smile, his face full of ease.

Mo Qingcheng looked at Ye An with a questioning look in her eyes: "Are you trying to use this method to attract everyone's attention to yourself and give Xiaorou more room for growth?" When Mo Qingcheng looked at all the audience and the geniuses from the three holy places, as well as Dao Wuchen and Confucius who turned their eyes to Ye An, Mo Qingcheng understood.

But Mo Qingcheng was puzzled. It was obvious that Ye An's identity was more sensitive than Xiao Rou's identity as the future empress of the demon clan. Now he was attracting attention so blatantly. What would Ye An do if his identity was exposed in the future?

"My wife is really smart!" Ye An's smiling expression disappeared instantly. When he saw Mo Qingcheng's cold eyes, he also put away his smile.

"Do you know what you are doing? Do you know what it means to have your identity exposed?" Mo Qingcheng said coldly, and the aura around her began to cool down. She stared at Ye An closely, as if she wanted to see through him.

Ye An sighed helplessly, and had to calm down and tell Mo Qingcheng about his plan.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the ears of Dao Wuchen and Confucius.

The deep and deep voice resounded in the ears of the two men like a huge bell: "Amitabha, two saints, the disaster star is no longer in its original location, and there is no trace of it around it."

Dao Wuchen turned his head slightly and looked in the direction of Confucius. Confucius also looked over, and their eyes met in the air, and then Confucius nodded slowly.

Dao Wuchen saw this and slowly turned his head back to look into the distance, saying leisurely, "I didn't expect Abbot Huihai to be so anxious this time."

There is a hint of sarcasm in this sentence.

Thousands of years ago, when the demons attacked the human race, the Western Paradise chose to stay indoors and even called back the only wizard who came to mediate.

Now that the disaster star has not fully grown up, they are anxious to establish their prestige.

"Amitabha, this disaster has affected the world, and it should be so." Abbot Huihai's voice came slowly, with a steady and confident tone.

He didn't seem to care about the sarcasm in Dao Wuchen's words, and just calmly explained the motivation behind his actions.

However, Dao Wuchen frowned slightly, still dissatisfied with the Western Paradise's actions. After all, in the great war a thousand years ago, their inaction brought huge losses to the human race.

Now, facing the threat of the disaster star, they are so actively involved, which makes Dao Wuchen have to doubt their motives.

"In that case, there is only one place left to check." Confucius changed the subject calmly and without any disturbance. His eyes were deep and far-reaching, as if they could penetrate the mist of time and space.

Dao Wu Chen was slightly startled, then he followed Confucius' gaze and saw that the audience was leaving the venue one after another. The crowd was bustling, some people looked embarrassed, some looked solemn, and some had smiles on their faces.

However, his eyes gradually became solemn, and he murmured softly: "Heroes Assembly..."