Chapter 817: The First Battle (2)

"This is... a Demon Emperor of the Deman Clan," someone exclaimed.

"It's the Demon Emperor of Black Mountain, a powerful expert of the Demon Buffalo Sect in Black Mountain of the Northern Region," someone recognized the burly man.

As a rising star of the Deman Buffalo Sect in the Black Mountain of the Northern Region, he was a formidably powerful demon. In less than a hundred years, he had reached the peak of the Demon Emperor Realm. Even among the whole Deman Clan in the Northern Region, he was one of those few well-known talents.

"I didn't expect that the Demon Clan would send such a top-level demon in the first round of the Life and Death Arena, leaving no chance of winning for the Human Clan," someone sighed.

The Demon Emperor of the Black Mountain was the first fighter in the Deman Clan in the three Life-and-Death Arena.

In an instant, he was in the spotlight.

Ding Hao was also observing him carefully.

Ding Hao had once heard of the Demon Emperor of Black Mountain who was indeed a genius in the Demon Clan. It was said that he had the bloodline of King Bull in ancient times. Now it seemed that the rumors were true. Surrounded by black light, he was as burly as a giant with his muscles bulged like mountains. The black armor on his body, with a wisp of Saint-level aura, was obviously not an ordinary object. He looked ferocious with a half-man and half-buffalo body. With a golden nose ring on his nose and a pair of horns which was likely to tear the void, he was energetic and powerful.

Some people had speculated that the Demon Emperor of Black Mountain was one of the candidates of the Demon Clan before, which now seemed to be right.

"If so, I couldn't fight in the first battle." Ding Hao thought.

"Huh huh huh, who is the fighter from the Human Clan? Come out and fight with me soon. Huh huh, the Saber and Sword Addict, Ding Hao, do you dare to show up?" The Demon Emperor of Black Mountain roared on the arena. With a strong fighting desire, he took the initiative to challenge Ding Hao.

The news that Ding Hao had returned to Snow Province had spread among the senior officials of the Demon Clan.

The Deman Clan estimated that only Ding Hao was an obstacle for them among all the masters in the Human Clan in Snow Province.

With a trump card in his hand, the Demon Emperor of the Black Mountain was quite confident. He had heard of Ding Hao for a long time, now he wanted to take this opportunity to defeat Ding Hao to achieve his supreme fame.

His thunderous voice which echoed in the Mirror Lake shook many weaker people to be pale.

The Human Clan warriors' faces also changed.

He provoked Ding Hao as soon as he arrived. Obviously, he took no account of the other people of the martial arts in Snow Province.

However, Ding Hao did not respond.

The Demon Emperor of the Black Mountain called out four or five times in a row, but no one responded.

"Doesn't anyone in the Human Clan of Snow Province dare to take up the gauntlet? You are a group of cowards and poor worms. Ding Hao, the so-called Saber and Sword Addict, is just a coward," the Demon Emperor of the Black Mountain laughed and provoked disdainfully.

Many of the Human Clan warriors were furious.

"Even if your Demon Clan is powerful, you are still too arrogant." They thought.

What made many people more confused was why Ding Hao didn't show up to fight with him. Was he really afraid of his opponent? Or as some rumors said, these three Life-and-Death Arena were just a show. The Human Clan Sect knew they wouldn't win the final game, so Ding Hao didn't show up at all.

"Huh huh, as you can see, I am right," said the thin and tall young man loudly in the crowd again.

"You!" Ah Jin was irritated. He didn't understand why this disciple from the Purple Spirit Sect which also belonged to the Human Clan always gloated. It seemed that he took great delight in seeing the Human Human being at a disadvantage.

Ding Hao gently patted Ah Jin on the shoulder.

The next moment, suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd ahead.

A young man in a tight cyan suit slowly walked out of the seating area which was for sect leaders of the Human Clan superpowers. Dragging a huge black saber that was more than three meters long behind him, he slowly walked toward the golden arena step by step. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the area and squatted down slightly. With a thunderous sound and cobweb-like cracks appearing on the ground, he showed up on the arena.

The first fighter of the Human Clan in Snow Province appeared.

"Who are you? Is it Ding Hao?" The Demon Emperor of the Black Mountain observed the opponent easily, only to find that he was so vulnerable as his Qi cultivation was only at the Great Martial Mentor realm.

The young man shook his head and said calmly, "You aren't qualified to fight with Senior Brother Ding."

The Demon Emperor of the Black Mountain's face darkened in an instant. "You are not Ding Hao? You really act recklessly and blindly. How dare an ant like you appear in such an arena?"

"You talk too much," the young man held the huge long saber with one hand with the blade pointing at the Demon Emperor of the Black Mountain. A sharp Saber Intent burst out, and a formidable Blood Qi surged out like sea tide from his slender body. One could see with naked eyes that bright red flames were burning around his body.

The power and Qi that burst out in an instant were just like that of a giant beast in Archean Period.

The Demon Emperor of the Black Mountain changed color and no longer despise him, saying, "Who are you? How could there be such a big shot like you in Snow Province?"

"It's him?" Someone exclaimed as if he finally recalled something.

The person next to him hurriedly asked, "Who is he? Is he a powerful master?"

"Zhang Fan, known as the Mad Saber, is a rising star in the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. He is a weirdo. Mediocre as his Qi cultivation is, he has extraordinary physical strength. He once killed Fang Xiao'an, the former president of the Tranquility Academy, with just one saber strike. It is said that he is the second strongest master in the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect only second to Ding Hao." The speaker was a warrior in Snow Province who was a know-it-all. Obviously, he knew a lot and explained Zhang Fan's background clearly.

"Zhang Fan? I haven't heard of him before."

"Is he the Mad Saber who is one of the two sabers in Snow Province, alongside with Dao Qingcheng-the City Crashing Saber? Oh, no. Dao Qingcheng, who is on the same level as him, is no match for the Demon Emperor of the Blood-sampling Peak. How can Zhang Fan be a match for the Demon Emperor of the Black Mountain? Is he courting death?"

"Yes. I'm afraid that he can barely be regarded as a master in Snow Province, but in the entire Northern Region, he only belongs to a third- or fourth-rate group. It's difficult for him to win a Demon Saint."

There was a heated discussion among the crowd.

The know-it-all shook his head and said, "The Mad Saber was a very low-key person. Apart from the battle in the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect and the battle with Ding Hao in Frozen Peak, he hasn't shown up at any other time, so he's not very famous. However, he should be stronger than Dao Qingcheng. The Swordsmanship-seeking Sect must get Ding Hao's approval to choose him as the candidate in the first round. Maybe something exceptional will happen."

"Let's wait and see. Hopefully, we can create a miracle."

"But the odds are against us!"

The crowd was discussing heatedly. They had thought that the first fighter would be the Saber and Sword Addict, but only to find that he was the unknown Mad Saber. They didn't know the outcome of this battle. In short, it was not optimistic.

Standing next to Ding Hao, Ah Jin was also nervously clenching his fists.

Ding Hao smiled and said, "Relax, we have high hopes for this battle."

Ah Jin opened his eyes wide. "Really? How did you know?"

"By talking nonsense," the tall and thin young man in black who was provocative in the distance sneered and said, "he was lying. Zhang Fan's Qi cultivation is not yet at the Primordial Level. How can he be a match for the Demon Emperor of the Black Mountain? Obviously, the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect sent him to die here."

Before his voice died away-

Boom!

A loud explosion came from the golden fighting arena.

The crowd only felt that the sound waves were coming at them like a real hurricane, and their ears buzzed. Those weaker warriors were shocked to dizzily squat on the ground with pale faces.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice with their mouths wide open.

The tall and thin disciple in black from the Purple Spirit Sect was also stunned. He looked at the arena in the distance as if he had seen a ghost.

On the arena.

Zhang Fan just swayed, but he did not retreat.

However, the Black Mountain Demon Emperor on the opposite side took half a step back.

The first fighting between the two sides was over. Zhang Fan used his All-Triumphant War Saber to repel the Demon Emperor of the Black Mountain.

In a pure contest of strength, Black Mountain, as a Demon Emperor, had actually lost.

This result surprised everyone.

After a short shock, the Human Clan group around the arena burst into thunderous cheers. This was surely a surprise for the battle that they had thought they would lose reversed and the seemingly vulnerable Mad Saber turned out to be so powerful.

Hearing the cheers from the Human Clan warriors, the Demon Emperor slowly moved his body.

A series of thunderous explosions came out of his body, and the black demonic flame around him became increasingly thick. His half-buffalo and half-human face showed a ferocious smile, "That's funny. You deserve my time. Are you Ding Hao's junior brother? I'll crush you first and then the Saber and Sword Addict will definitely appear."

"Don't babble."

Zhang Fan answered with another stab in his face.

"Huh huh huh..." The Demon Emperor of the Black Mountain laughed and suddenly threw a fist forward.

Boom!

Violent explosions rang out again.

This time, Zhang Fan was shocked to fly away.

In an instant, the cheers around the arena turned into exclamations.

"Huh huh huh, little guy, you're far from qualified to fight with me," the Demon Emperor of the Black Mountain sneered. His huge body had turned into a bolt of black lightning. He came close to Zhang Fan who was flying backward and swung his huge fists wildly at Zhang Fan.

"Don't babble."

Zhang Fan remained calm.

He was in the air. Suddenly, an odd force gushed out from his body. The green shirt on his body was all shaken into flying ash, which exposed his swarthy and iron-like muscle full of explosive power and violent beauty. He waved his All-Triumphant War Saber as quickly as lightning. The power of the 24 Moves of the Saber Technique poured out like a torrent of water.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Dense metal clashing sounds rang out like rain hitting banana leaves.

Both sides separated as soon as their bodies touched.

But in a flash, they had fought many times.

When everything stood still, the exclamations and noises around the ring were growing wildly.

Some people had thought that Zhang Fan would be torn into pieces in an instant. However, now they were surprised to see that the youth who had been hit to fly away in the second blow was still standing steadily on the arena. Under the sunshine, his swarthy muscles seemed to have a layer of divine light flowing through them. His body was not burly, but it showed enormous strength. The long saber in his hand was still buzzing and shaking rapidly, like a vague shadow.

Opposite him, the Demon Emperor of the Black Mountain surprisedly looked down at his arms.

There were many white cuts in his arm, which were apparently left by the saber.