"Not surprisingly, you are indeed trying to ambush me with an illusion," said Wang Xiaole as soon as the words fell. "Ledux," who stood in the same spot as before, suddenly turned into a blur and disappeared.

On the other hand, behind Wang Xiaole, the shadow of a hand gradually revealed itself during a breath's pause.

At that moment, Wang Xiaole maintained a defensive posture with the sword held behind his back, controlling his right leg to kick backward.

Crack!

The raised calf and the sole of the boot kicking downwards collided in mid-air, forming a perfect ninety-degree angle.

Both opponents concentrated their focus and infused power into their corresponding legs. As they collided for the second time, a dual impact ensued.

Immediately after this exchange, Wang Xiaole quickly retracted his raised leg, suspending it a few centimeters above the ground. In the next instant, he forcefully stomped his leg downwards, generating a powerful force upon contact with the surface.

Utilizing this force, Wang Xiaole turned his left foot outward, deftly changing direction, and launched towards Ledux's position.

With a flick of the finger, the obsidian longsword tightly held in Wang Xiaole's hand spun a full circle in front of his chest. The purpose of the rotation was not to attack, but to quickly retract his right wrist, moving his right palm to the back of the sword hilt, and then suddenly thrusting it forward!

The rotation intensified the sharpness of the sword blade, extending the range of the sword's effectiveness.

When Ledux noticed, the sword in front of him had already closed the distance, aiming for his vital spot.

At that moment, the swirling mist diffused to Ledux's vicinity. As he reached out his hand to casually grab it, the mist was torn apart.

Being able to transform magical energy into various physical forms, the demon who created the mist possessed the ability to manipulate an endless array of weapons.

clang!

After tightly clenching his fist, Ledux wielded the magical energy that had transformed into a long blade and abruptly slashed down.

The clash of the sword and the blade produced two intersecting flashes of cold light.

When the light from the longsword suddenly veered away, the force that had clashed with it was also sent flying.

The blade flashed above Ledux's head, shattering and crumbling at that spot, while the opposing longsword continued its assault.

In an instant, Ledux grabbed two weapons, repeating his previous action to prevent himself from being struck at a vital spot.

With a loud noise from the blade coming down, the longsword was stopped before reaching its target. Another sound came from Ledux's counterattack as he swung the blade towards Wang Xiaole's forehead.

Wang Xiaole leaned back, narrowly avoiding the blade brushing against his forehead. At the same time, he moved his body dramatically.

The female body had a distinct advantage - absolute flexibility.

Ledux raised an eyebrow, his pupils fixated on the girl in front of him, suddenly performing a 180-degree flip from his original position.

During the flip, the raised toe extended into a shadow, kicking the blade held by Ledux, causing it to slip from his grasp.

With her head facing the table, Wang Xiaole freed her left hand to support herself, while using her right hand to lift the sword above her shoulder.

Snap!

Ledux swung his blade to block, but to his surprise, the clash resulted in his weapon being snapped in half.

With the opponent's sole weapon destroyed, Wang Xiaole positioned his left leg at a right angle, using his thigh to drive his lower leg and foot towards the target.

After a muffled thud, the target raised its hand to block the foot, and Ledux found himself in a fighting stance.

With a twist of his raised hand, Ledux extended his open palm towards the delicate ankle, prompting a faint voice from the other side:

"I am quite expensive. Even if you just touch one leg, you will have to pay with your blood!"

In an instant, Wang Xiaole's eyes gleamed, and his supporting left hand spun a half circle, causing his flexible body to tilt.

As a result, his previously immobile right leg immediately extended in an arch, like pulling a bow;

In the blink of an eye, the leg appeared on Ledux's side and was captured by his deep eyes.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!

The right leg, attacking like thunder, hit the hand that Ledux used to shield his face, causing both the hand and the entire target to retreat.

As Ledux stepped back on the platform, he was pursued by his only opponent.

In a flip, Wang Xiaole's head tilted up, his legs half bent towards the center of gravity, and his body sprinted forward.

Hiss!

In the moment when a bloodstain appeared on his body, Ledux stabilized his body in time;

More magical mist gathered, forming an incomprehensible force that pressed onto the surroundings where Wang Xiaole stood.

Boom, boom, boom!

Several indentations appeared on the surface of the platform. During Wang Xiaole's resistance, Ledux straightened his previously stooped body and resumed his posture.

Seeing this scene, Curyl, one of the spectators, exclaimed powerfully:

"Sister, come on! Beat that annoying guy!"

Although they were both core members of the Senate, Curyl and Ledux could not stand each other;

The relationship between the two has deteriorated to the point that Curyl's elbows turned outward.

"Goddess, you can do it!"

However, no matter how loud Curyl's shout was, it couldn't compare to the thousands of cheers from the audience.

Since appearing in public in this current form, Wang Xiaole's popularity has reached a terrifying level, causing the attitude of the spectators to be overwhelmingly in his favor.

Of course, Ledux also had supporters.

There was a voice that sounded out of place throughout the entire venue:

"Handsome guy, you will definitely win. I will always believe in you!"

Compared to fans, this handsome woman definitely belonged to the category of die-hard supporters.

Nowadays:

Women who are charmed by his appearance and those who are blindly enamored by his handsomeness coexist within the venue.

The only one independent of the cheering voices is Sister Glasses, who serves as the referee.

It's not that she couldn't cheer for anyone, but ever since she noticed the handsome woman, she had been searching her memory:

"I remember seeing that tall woman somewhere before... Where was it?"

Regardless of the shouts from the audience or the thoughts that were only spinning in his mind, they had no impact on the two figures on stage. Once they entered a serious state, whether the person holding the sword or the person gripping the knife, all they could see in their eyes was the other's life.

The mist transformed into a pair of blades, and at the moment when it rushed out like mist, it fiercely slashed in a symmetrical manner. When the blade passed by Wang Xiaole's shoulder, a strand of long hair quietly floated down. The two blades followed, imprinting themselves in Ledux's eyes, lowering his body and piercing straight through the gap between his neck and shoulder, hitting his body towards the ground. When there was only a foot of distance between his head and the tabletop, the sword that should have been held in his right hand immediately transferred to his left hand. The figure's arm lifted, and with a quick rotation of the palm for a moment, the left hand miraculously propelled the entire body, executing a sharp turn. At the moment Ledux sheathed his sword, the figure's face was already facing his back, and the blade of the longsword locked onto his neck, stabbing down fiercely.

In that moment, the magical mist, with an imposing force no less than a flood, swept towards the top of Ledux's head. As the magical power spread out from its source, concentric ripples immediately spread from where Ledux stood. The blade of the figure, which was only moments away from piercing, was abruptly blocked. As if responding to Ledux's will, a whole row of spears rose from the center of the magical ripple, like many water columns rising from the bottom of a lake. At this moment, the figure raised the stray strands of hair blown onto their face and lightly brushed their right hand from left to right.

In the next moment, the magical spears continuously thrust forward. Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

The figure swung the longsword horizontally and vertically, instantly severing the two spears closest to them. Then, the tip of the sword's blade lifted with a cold gleam, cutting off the three spearheads that came at them in a trident shape. Only one spear remained. The figure lifted their leg, using a kicking motion to strike at the spear that was extremely close. The spearhead inserted into the stage for a moment, and with their slender legs controlling their lotus-like feet on top, they exerted force below--

With a loud sound, the last spear that was stepped on instantly broke into three uneven parts.

Return to the original! The figure stomped on the ground, causing several spear tips to rise from the ground. They were then all sent flying back in one sweeping motion of the round sword.

Ledux swung his body to the side, slashing out several connected blade glimmers. Without waiting for the speartips to fall on him, he immediately severed those obstructing things.

Thud! The sharp tip pierced through half of his flesh, and numerous drops of blood from Ledux's hand dripped onto the ground. Even the composed Ledux couldn't help but frown.

Looking up, Ledux found that his opponent on the other side had already pierced his shoulder with a weapon. He could imagine it: when he focused his attention mainly on the speartips, the opponent took the opportunity to suddenly thrust the sword, landing a hit!

The sword that had pierced his flesh was a bit heavy, enough to injure Ledux but not enough to determine victory or defeat.

With a "boom" sound echoing out, due to a explosion caused by magical power, the figure couldn't help but retreat while gripping the sword. Ledux, who caused the explosion, soon showed his severed arm to the crowd below the stage.

In order to break free from the usual constraints, he voluntarily disabled one of his arms.

However, this is only temporary.

In just a matter of seconds, brand new flesh grew and swiftly repaired the missing parts.

Although Ledux is not a demon king, he possesses a healing ability on a physical level that is no less than that of a demon king.