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The sovereigns all looked at the scene with solemn expressions. They all thought it was Tian Long who gave Shi Lang the sword; however, when they found that it was the Terran who tamed this weapon and made it acknowledge his strength, they were all surprised. When they heard that the sword was nurtured by the blood of demonic cultivators and demonic beasts, it made their hearts skip a beat.

Every eye was trained to gaze at Shi Lang, who stood before Celestus Stone and said calmly, "As long as you do not come at me with the intent to kill, I will fight with you. However, if you fail to restrain your thoughts, I will take that head of yours."

His calm voice sent chills down the spine of many people, including Celestus. The latter asked, "Do you really think you can kill me that easily?"

Shi Lang matched his gaze and asked gently, "Do you want me to try?"

His one sentence was laced with a cold, creepy aura; even the sovereigns could not help but look warily at him. Tian Long sensed this and said, "Do not worry; he may sound like a ruffian, but he is very reasonable."

The old people realized they had lost composure and regained calm. How could they, the people who stood at the apex of cultivation in the whole realm, look so weak in the presence of a junior? Tian Long continued, "My wife is his sworn sister, you know."

The people glared at him as he gloated. This guy was teasing them for missing out. Back on the pillar, Celestus vanished, and Shi Lang raised his sword. The people heard a loud clanging sound. When everyone saw what happened, they were speechless, and their eyes were wide open.

Shi Lang had blocked the heavy mace with the hilt of his sword, and he did not budge even an inch. Celestus asked, "How?"

The Terran opened his mouth and said, "Shura Body."

His body, already covered with red lightning armor, was now augmented by the aid of the Shura Body technique. The crimson Dao armor was fluctuating with a golden glow on it. Amelia could not help but blush and say, "How does he look so dashing all the time?"

Yun Xue commented with a sigh, "I really do not know, sister."

They were not the only women going crazy over his looks; most of the women in the viewing platform were going crazy and yelling at the top of their lungs. Shi Lang suddenly smiled and said, "You are not the only one who has a strong body."

Celestus was forced to retreat, and Shi Lang changed his stance. He raised his sword above his head and said, "Shura Sword Art, Edge of chaos."

The sword was slashed down directly, and the attack caused the void to ripple. Celestus sensed a huge threat that could destroy him completely and raised his mace to block. A few seconds later, he sensed no impact, but a slightly warm feeling flowing down his nose. He opened his eyes and lowered his arms to realize that his mace had been cut in two sections.

He shivered, and when he touched his forehead, a trace of blood was present there.

He raised his head to look at Shi Lang in horror. He could not come to terms with what just happened. Shi Lang\'s attack was so swift that not only did it cut through his meteor iron and celestial gold mace, but also left a scratch on his skin. In all his life, even if he has suffered an injury, it was internal. His body was special, and none of his opponents have ever managed to leave a mark on it.

Celestus shivered in disbelief.

Shi Lang appeared before him and said coldly, "If you dare to give in now and fall prey to the mental demon, I will kill you for sure. A weakling is of no use to anyone."

His words hit Celestus in the face. The latter asked in a dejected manner, "What difference does it make to you? I am the one who lost, and it is my pride that has been crushed."

Shi Lang chuckled and said, "This is the problem of the strong people in the human territory. Have you ever seen a demonic cultivator hold on to something as shitty as pride when they face death or danger? You are one of the strongest people on the battlefield, yet you dare to give up because of one defeat? Pathetic waste of strength and spiritual resources.

If your resolve to get better was so moot, you should not have stepped up here.

Look at the other people; all of them must have worked hard. Do you think that we are invincible? Hmph, that old man Tian Long in the void used to beat me up in the name of training. Yes, you lost, but at least you put up an effort to defend yourself. How weak should we feel when faced with those demonic cultivators who are at the same level as our seniors?

Would you refuse to make a stand and run away with your tail tucked between your legs?"

Celestus was shocked by the rebuttal and realized that what Shi Lang said was correct. The Terran said while looking at all the people around him, "We all know failure, some more than the others. If you always keep winning, you will eventually come to think that you are the heaven, but that is not the truth. There is a sky above the sky and a mountain above the mountain.

So, do not give up and become stronger."

Then he looked at Mandala and asked, "Senior, could you please announce the result? I spared his life with the last attack."

The monk nodded and said, "Winner is Ace."

Shi Lang patted Celestus on his shoulder and said, "Good battle." before he left.

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The battles continued; a few people challenged Yang Niao and Ying Yue. One person even came after Yun Xue, but he was taken down by her. The only one who was standing in the arena without any challenge yet was Shi Tao.

A young man said, "Fellow Daoist, I wish to fight with you."

Shi Tao clasped her fist and said, "I am obliged."

The challenge was accepted, and Amelia looked at Shi Lang. She said, "Tao, you know what to do, right?"

Shi Tao nodded and stepped forward to confront her opponent. The young man said, "My name is Omi Shuyan."

Shi Tao made her introduction, and the two people stood face to face. It was evident that Omi Shuyan was smitten by the beauty of the young lady, but Shi Tao was gazing at him with contempt and indifference. This was not the first time when she has received gazes like this.

Omi Shuan said, "Fellow Daoist, I apologize for the offense."

Shi Tao shook her head and replied, "I hope you can withstand my father if you hurt me or try to pull something. However, do not worry, I will fight fairly with you. Please teach me."

That said, the girl took out her whip, and the battle began. Tian Long was confused about what the last statement sent by Shi Tao meant. He asked, "Can you tell me what is going on?"

Amelia smiled and replied, "This guy has another moniker to himself, Senior."

Tian Long was curious and asked, "What is the name?"

Amelia chuckled and said, "Many of Shi Tao\'s generational friends call him Uncle Monster."

The people were confused, and Amelia said, "If any guy tried to approach Tao, they would be intimidated by his aura and gazes. It is not like he stopped Tao from finding love, but he was so protective of her that people were scared to even look at our daughter."

Tian Long chuckled and said, "I did not expect him to be so childish."

Shi Lang coughed and said, "Have you forgotten about something?"

Tian Long gazed at him, and the two people entered a stare-down. They were always fighting with each other, but by now the people have come to understand that they were really good friends, and the realms of cultivation meant nothing to them.

On the pillar, Shi Tao said, "Spirit Whip."

Her wrist moved, and the whip transformed into a snake made from spiritual energy hunting Omi Shuan. The young man used a spear and tried to get the advantage with a long reach, but Shi Tao did not falter. The flexibility of her whip was far ahead of the spear, and she was cunning to aim at the places where Omi Shuan was suffering.

After a few minutes, she said, "Spirit Shura."

The people realized Shi Lang was not the only Shura King; his daughter was also Shura Queen or, as a person from the stands shouted, "Shura Princess!"

Shi Tao was gorgeous in her golden Dao armor and golden crown. She looked like a princess in every manner possible.

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