CHAPTER 344: CHAPTER 344: CRUSHING

Clearly.

Annie and another member of the Exploration Club used a certain bottom-of-the-box Spiritual Technique Scroll to create an escape opportunity for everyone.

The two knew.

If it really came to a fight.

Baiyu’s group from the Kendo Club, without Qiong Xue present, wouldn’t stand a chance.

However.

That male Demon obviously had a plan, as soon as the spiritual light burst forth, he spat a mouthful of blood onto the Buddha Shrine in his hand.

Drip.

The blood trickled down the surface of the Buddha Shrine.

Quickly emitting a bizarre, strange blood-red light, enveloping everyone.

"Trying to run? Become nourishment for me all of you."

Before everyone’s vision faded, they heard the Demon let out one last laugh.

...

Fog.

Thick black fog floated around.

Baiyu opened his eyes, finding he hadn’t moved, still in the same place.

But around him, there were no corpses.

Qianren, Jiang Xi, and the others.

Were all gone.

There were no luminous objects in the sky, yet in this space, one could uncharacteristically see clearly.

In the distance on the ground.

The two Demons under Huang Yi were watching him, with some confusion on their faces.

"The Shrine paired us with this kid, does that mean Qing Lin and the others were sent to another battlefield?"

Huang Yi couldn’t believe it.

Those two Demons also couldn’t understand it at all.

The Shrines in their hands.

Their full name is "Blood Sacrifice Shrine", a high-quality Magical Item.

Its purpose.

Is to kill enemies and strengthen oneself.

Activating the Shrine requires a human life sacrifice, and once charged to a certain extent, it can activate the Shrine Barrier, trapping enemies inside.

After killing them.

The Blood Qi absorbed by the Shrine would infuse into the victor, significantly enhancing their strength.

Of course.

The Shrine captures opponents indiscriminately in the surrounding area when activated.

It would then lock opponents of similar strength into the same Shrine Barrier, avoiding situations where the strength disparity is too great.

This is what Huang Yi and the two Demons couldn’t understand!

Clearly.

On the scene just now, that girl named Jiang Xi, whether in momentum or strength, was clearly stronger than this kid by a bit.

It’s unimaginable to have such an exaggerated distribution.

Does the Shrine think.

That the three of them combined couldn’t beat this one kid?

"Be careful, something might be strange."

Huang Yi’s face sank as he drew the large blade from his back, his gaze like that of a predatory wolf.

The two Demons began to rapidly demonize.

One grew a tail, tapping on the ground, while the other’s hair grew wildly, turning into a ball of fur.

Even a lion must exert full strength when hunting a rabbit.

For the Shrine to allocate like this, there must be a reason.

The three advanced slowly, forming a triangle around Baiyu, closing off all paths for retreat.

Baiyu understood the situation too.

"Looks like that Buddha Shrine in your hands created a barrier and trapped us here. This way, it saves us a lot of trouble."

No hint of the panic the Demons wanted to see appeared on Baiyu’s face.

"What nonsense are you spouting, you’re already at death’s door and still pretending mystically here!!"

Huang Yi’s face grew fierce.

He bent his legs, his body leaping like a nimble rabbit, a fierce Blood Qi flame bursting from his large blade, cutting toward Baiyu’s head.

However.

This blow, powerful enough to cleave mountains and split stones, was caught single-handedly by Baiyu.

A-level Alloy Blade.

Held by the bladed edge in his gloved right hand.

Whether advancing or retreating, it couldn’t budge Baiyu’s palm.

"You..."

Huang Yi’s face turned red.

As the vice-president of the Martial Arts Club, he was naturally a Tier Six Martial Artist!

Moreover, an elite among the Tier Six.

"This is all you’ve got?"

Baiyu flexed his Soaring Eagle Gloves, black mist constantly emitting from his body.

This was a sign of consuming [Descent of the Demon Lord].

When he returned to school last time.

He spent a hefty sum preparing two bottles of [Descent of the Demon Lord] Magic Elixir, just in case.

Of course.

This was simply burning money to fight.

A single bottle of Descent of the Demon Lord, considering the failure rate in preparation, would cost several hundreds of thousands. If it weren’t for him continuously drawing profits from the Shelter’s commercial transactions using his Baron identity, even with ample family resources, it wouldn’t suffice for such expenses.

As a famous saying goes:

If you don’t spend money, how will you become strong?

"If this is your strength, you can’t even break my defense."

Clang.

Baiyu flicked the finger, and the hilt engulfed in Blood Qi was knocked away with just a flick of his finger,

his left hand seized the opportunity, extending forward like a Flood Dragon exiting the sea, landing a punch on Huang Yi’s face.

His body was sent flying like being struck by a truck.

Crashing through several large trees, he collapsed on the ground like a dead dog.

"Together now."

The two Demons charged from left and right, Blood Qi soaring intensely.

"I’ve wasted several hundred thousand worth in medicinal materials, if killing you doesn’t recoup it, I’ll be at a loss."

Baiyu spat black mist from his mouth, a flash of blood light on his body, appearing instantly behind the furry Demon.

"Careful!"

The other Demon shouted anxiously.

The furry Demon had a premonition.

At this moment, he curled himself into a ball, his white, soft hair suddenly turning hard, standing like silver needles, giving no opportunity to strike.

This is his strongest defensive form.

"Spirit Technique, Mountain Shaking Fist!"

Baiyu raised his right hand high, red gas extruding from the Soaring Eagle Gloves, indicating the peak of Blood Qi concentration.

"My hair is covered with lethal poison; if he dares to make a move, he is undoubtedly doomed."

The furry Demon felt ecstatic.

However.

The next moment.

He only felt a thunderous impact on his back.

The terrifying fist reducing the needle-like hair into fragments instantly.

He himself was driven into the ground by the punch, creating a giant pit nearly ten meters in diameter.

In the pile of rubble.

Before he could rise.

A "thud" sounded, a tall figure landed in front of him.

Baiyu’s hands like iron clamps, lifting him from the ground, twisting him back into a meat ball.

"No... please, I..."

The Demon uttered fragmented sounds.

Due to the pressure on his internal organs and bones, blood continuously flowed from his orifices.

"At this rate..."

Baiyu clenched the meatball in his hands and slammed it against the ground: "If you don’t bring out something real, you’ll really die!"

Bam!

The meatball was slammed back into the ground by Baiyu.

This time.

The Demon was like a nail, deeply embedded in the ground, a fountain of blood gushing out, his aura quickly vanishing.

Dead!

Huang Yi, just getting up from the ground after stabilizing his internal injuries with a Medicinal Pill, witnessed this scene...

This was a noble Demon!

His whole body chilled, his spirit rocked violently.

Perhaps many people on the Blue Star have no idea what a Demon signifies.

But as a collaborator with Demons, he knew clearly.

The status of Demons, how noble it truly is!