Demon King

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The morning sun shines on the city of Lasses, as if covered with a layer of golden sand.

A large number of civilians and little nobles came to the arena, the voices were noisy, and they were surprised to find that there was already a person standing in the arena, leaning on the huge warhammer, holding his head in silence, like a statue that did not move.

Ivo!

It seemed that Ivo arrived early, waiting for the enemy to arrive.

The audience got excited and took their seats one after another, looking at Ivo in the field, their eyes lingering on Ivo's strong body.

The arena is structured in a circular layout, surrounded by layers of upward viewing seats, overlooking the central arena. The architectural style is rough and wild, as if it has a cold steel feel.

Watching the seats gradually filled up, in addition to the civilians, there were many nobles. Mandro and Ralph sat in separate noble seats. Talper, Beverly, and Donald sat together and whispered. Talking about it, Donald was purely curious about Ivo's current strength, so he came to watch the competition.

On the other side of the arena, is the area of ​​the Hurricane Academy, Hades, Barlow, Ender, and Nafi sit in it.

Talking in the arena clearly came to Ivo's ears.

"I wonder how many rounds Ivo can make?"

"Huh, I think you will lose at most three rounds."

"It's not that, after all, Hurricane Ivo still has the strength, and it can hit the fifth person no matter how you look at it."

"Hey, such a challenge rule is too bad for him, he proposed it himself, it's irrational!"

"I feel very tough."

In another area of ​​the arena is the seat of the Seabird Academy, Coria stared at Ivo closely, and said in secret: "I haven't seen you for two years, how far have you grown?"

A seabird student nearby asked Coria in a low voice: "Coria, how many rounds do you think he can survive?"

Coria shook her head, "I'm not sure, maybe... the sixth round."

The sun became more and more dazzling, everyone's mood began to become tense, as time passed, the challenge was about to begin.

The gate of the arena opened, and hundreds of people from the Royal Academy walked into the arena mightily. The leader was the vice-president, a middle-aged man with a gloomy face. Ivo had a vague impression of him, as if he was an earl.

Both the challengers were present, and the discussion in the audience seats stopped abruptly.

Everyone stared at the court closely, for fear of missing any scene.

Ivo glanced around and saw many acquaintances, Levon, Misha, Demari, and Caesar who was far from the crowd, arrogant and indifferent.

The deputy dean said in a gloomy tone: "According to your rules, we can choose anyone to compete with you. The only way to win is if the other party loses combat effectiveness or admits defeat. You win ten games in a row, and you win the entire Royal Academy. no?"

Ivo nodded.

"Don't regret it," the deputy dean sneered: "The arrogant boy, really thought that if you won the student league championship, there would be no opponents? Naive!"

Ivo looked calm and took up the warhammer, "Come on, who is the first one?"

The deputy dean was irritated by Ivo's attitude, snorted angrily, turned his head to look at hundreds of students, and said loudly, "Who wants to go up and teach him?"

A tall and handsome blonde student appeared more and more, curling his lips contemptuously: "I'll do it."

The deputy dean's eyes lit up, "Carmor, the first game will be handed over to you!"

The blonde student Camor smiled confidently, walked slowly to Ivo fifty meters away, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and said lazily: "'Hurricane' Ivo, your name is not small, but I don’t know that two years later, Do you still have the strength to be worthy of this title. You may have heard my name, my name is Carmor, and I am your first opponent, and maybe the last opponent."

At this time, an exclamation broke out from the stands.

"'Golden Wolf' Carmor!"

"This is the genius of the Flando family!"

"The nephew of the first knight of the kingdom, Marquis Donald!"

"Strong strength, seems to be about to enter the eulogy knight level."

"It is a pity that he heard that he studied hard in the Feiyun Mountains two years ago and did not participate in the last college league."

Camel smiled confidently at the corner of his mouth, opened his arms, and taunted Ivo: "Have you heard? Two years ago, I didn't participate in the Academy League. I wanted to try the strength of the league championship. Good luck is running out, because I am your first opponent!"

On the noble seat, Donald smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I know Carmor's strength very well. Ivo has a big-trouble."

Talper's face tightened when he heard the words, and he was even more worried.

Beverly snorted from his nostrils, "It seems that I don't need my Caesar to act."

The hurricane students shouted and cheered for Ivo.

"Senior Ivo, come on!"

"Beat him!"

"We believe in you!"

The audience is divided into three factions, support, opposition and neutral. Support and opposition need not be said. The neutral audience frowned and analyzed: "'Golden Wolf' Camel is very strong. Even if Ivo can win, it will be a hard fight. It's not good for the next battle, alas, it seems Ivo's luck is not good."

Ivo's face was not wavering, and the overwhelming discussion couldn't shake his will. He slowly said: "Don't talk nonsense, come on."

Camor's face twitched, and he drew out the golden knight sword made of gold. The holy light began to rise. His holy light attribute was a rare "flash", which was characterized by extremely fast speed!

The audience stopped the discussion and stared at the scene intently.

The battle is about to begin!

The atmosphere is dead and tense!

Camel yelled and sprinted with his sword. The figure looked erratic under high-speed movement, like a golden wolf running. The high-speed changing footsteps became one piece, and the rustling sound made Camel round an arc. Attack Ivo's side.

The golden knight sword is condensed with dazzling light, as if it can pierce all obstacles, Camor's face is confident, and he outlines the next battle scene in his mind. Ivo can only evade facing this sword. Then he can fully use the advantage of speed, quickly gain the upper hand, and use his best-in-class storm-like frequent offensives, maybe he can directly defeat Ivo.

However, Ivo didn't evade, a pair of eyes followed Camor's figure closely, without even using a warhammer to block, watching Camor approaching quickly, ignoring the knight sword that was about to pierce his body.

Just when Camor thought Ivo was shocked, a golden fist suddenly appeared in his sight, swiftly and precisely, hitting Camor's cheek, which was moving at high speed.

It's as accurate as a bear's paw fishing for fish in a stream!

Carmor, who was running wildly, only felt a strong force oscillating on his face, unable to resist, the holy light of the protective body shattered, and he had not even turned his mind, and was beaten like a cannonball. After flying out, Ivo’s fist strength combined with the acceleration of his rush, made him fly tens of meters away. He rolled and bounced on the ground four or five times, leaving a few pits before crashing into it. The walls of the arena are filled with smoke and dust.

Camor's eyes turned white, embedded in the wall, fainted, and his cheeks were swollen high, not knowing how many pieces of cheekbones were broken.

Ivo slowly retracted his fist with a natural look, as if he had just done a normal thing.

One punch, wins in seconds!

The audience is dead!

In the next second, there was an exclamation like a mountain whistling and a tsunami!

"what?!"

"It only took a punch!"

"Oh my god, am I wrong?"

"How can it be?!"

"Even the position hasn't changed!"

Donald's eyes widened, Talper's face was dull, and Beverly choked out the red wine he had just drunk.

Just... a punch?

Is this kidding?

In the stands, the faces of the hurricane students cheering for Ivo turned red, like a duck pinched by their necks, and there was a gurgling noise in their throats. Although they supported Ivo, they did not expect such a crushing situation to occur. After being shocked, they became more excited and cheered loudly.

A splendor appeared in Coria's eyes, staring closely at Ivo's burly back.

Mandro and Ralph looked puzzled and called their deputy next to him, "Is this Ivo very good?"

The deputy despised the ignorant two people in his heart, and said respectfully: "He is very strong."

Mandro said, picking his nose.

Carmor was defeated by one punch!

The deputy dean's confident expression quickly collapsed, he was frightened, and a deep jealousy flashed in his eyes.

The royal students were in an uproar and looked at Ivo suspiciously.

"This guy... so strong?"

"Impossible."

Caesar frowned slightly ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and said nothing.

Dai Marie's face was gloomy, Chi Chi Di Yin laughed, and muttered to himself: "The stronger the better, it is worth defeating you."

"Next." Ivo's tone was calm.

The deputy dean pointed to Ivo and said in anger: "You..."

"Stop talking nonsense," Ivo interrupted the deputy dean's words and said lightly: "Today, I just want to speak with my fist."

Tough!

overbearing!

At this moment, the image of Ivo was deeply impressed in the hearts of all audiences.

(To be continued.)

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