Free Web NovelChapter 1789: Chapter 1656: Hero of the Human Race
Eight battles, the Human Race lost two and won six. Ye Fan completely terrified the younger generation of the Demon Clan, and their momentum plummeted, while also helping humanity win this competition!
"Ye Fan!"
"Ye Fan!"
"Ye Fan!"
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Within War City, people shouted Ye Fan’s name loudly, their voices shaking the heavens and echoing across the sky.
From today onwards, the name Ye Fan will be eternally engraved in everyone’s hearts, whether cultivators or ordinary people, even after a thousand lifetimes, this name will always be remembered and praised by the world.
This classic battle is destined to be recorded in history. Ye Fan has become the hero of the entire Human Race, the idol in the young cultivators’ hearts, a spiritual leader, and an eternal monument.
Ye Fan, single-handedly, turned the tide when all seemed lost, preventing the collapse of the great building. He made an outstanding contribution to the dignity and status of the Human Race, ensuring the peaceful survival of humanity.
Even some of the older generation of Saints showed undisguised admiration and a long-lost smile when they looked at Ye Fan.
"Sigh~"
With this, the big stone in the hearts of the older generation of strong people finally disappeared, everyone let out a long breath.
Ye Fan won not only this match but also the dignity and status of the entire Human Race!
For a moment, Ye Fan’s image in everyone’s mind became incomparably grand, like a mountain, a figure to be revered.
"Victory! The crucial battle is finally won!"
Many cultivators were so excited that they shed scorching tears again, tears of joy and happiness.
The Human Race cannot be humiliated!
This is not just an empty phrase or a slogan, but something won with real power.
And Ye Fan has undoubtedly established immense merit for the Human Race!
Whoosh!
The old bastard said nothing, directly stepped onto the Holy War Platform, and handed Ye Fan a pristine Jade Bottle, signaling him to drink it.
Ye Fan opened the Jade Bottle, and a rich fragrance wafted out, refreshing his spirit. This was absolutely something good, comparable to Dragon Essence.
Gulp! Gulp!
Ye Fan was not polite, directly taking several gulps, and then his whole body emitted smoke and mist as he sat down to refine this Life Source Liquid.
In this battle, he consumed too much, burned Divine Power and Divine Soul, making him feel a bit tired. This Life Source Liquid was simply a timely help.
Soon, his damaged body completely recovered, and the Divine Soul and Divine Power scorched by burning were also restored.
A moment later, he was fully restored, returning to peak condition, even better than before the battle.
Battle is the only touchstone to test cultivation and strength. Only through the grind and battle of life and death can one truly grow.
Every strong person represents a history of struggle, having undergone life-and-death trials and been baptized by blood and fire before truly becoming a strong person who can stand tall.
"Ye Fan, thank you!"
Elder Lin silently said in his heart.
Only at his realm can one understand what Ye Fan’s victory in this battle means.
The old bastard, without saying anything, expressed his emphasis on Ye Fan through his actions. Once an Immortal Academy disciple, always an Immortal Academy disciple.
The old bastard was extremely protective, never allowing any mishap to befall Ye Fan. Now he has regarded Ye Fan as a symbol of the Immortal Academy.
Ye Fan is very likely to prove Dao in the future and become the second Great Emperor to emerge from the Immortal Academy. What an honor!
Although the various Saints didn’t come up to greet, it was obvious how much they valued Ye Fan’s battle.
At their level, they hold enormous wealth and the life and death of many people, and they know many secrets.
At the same time, they also know very well what cruel consequences the Human Race would face if they lost this competition.
"The Human Race cannot be humiliated!"
"Little demons, roll back!"
"Fight till no one dares to take the stage!!"
The younger generation did not have so many considerations, they cheered freely - Ye Fan’s battle resolved their concerns, the Demon Clan has no chance for a comeback, how could they not be excited?
The Demon Clan camp was silent, everyone was like an eggplant beaten by frost, listless. Even their most recognized strongest young king was defeated, only returning with a head.
Although He Feng can rely on Divine Power Secret Skill to reconstruct his body, the shadow of failure will become his Heart Demon. As long as he cannot openly defeat Ye Fan, he will forever live in the shadow.
But... how easy is it to talk about defeating Ye Fan?
In their view, Ye Fan was simply too strong!
Their proud physical strength had no advantage at all when facing Ye Fan.
In terms of Divine Skills, martial arts, and secret techniques, Ye Fan did not fall behind. Moreover, the stronger the opponent, the stronger he became, like an undying cockroach with a terrifyingly tenacious life.
The face of Quasi-Demon Emperor Chi Lin was so gloomy it could drip water. The defeat in this battle was too miserable, it was a complete rout.
Ye Fan, alone, fought five young kings of the Demon Clan, killed four, and defeated one, completely terrifying all the Demon Clan cultivators.
This was completely contrary to his previous expectations, and the huge blow left him speechless for a long time.
He fell silent, and the other Demon Clan cultivators were even more tongue-tied, not daring to speak first for fear of angering this terrifying Quasi-Emperor and being exterminated.
The other strong people at the Demon King realm also had solemn expressions. After consecutive losses, they were already powerless to turn the tide. Even if they could win the remaining two matches, it wouldn’t salvage the situation.
In battles at the Quasi-Emperor Level, the Demon Clan suffered a crushing defeat and also lost a strong person at the Quasi-Emperor Realm.
Although the Saint Lord Level battle was won, they also lost a strong person at the Saint Lord Level.
And now, the competition of the younger generation...
They were utterly defeated!
Ye Fan had shattered their hopes for revival!
"Damn it, a freak like this actually emerged from the lowly ants, stronger than even the bodies of our clan!" A strong person at the Demon King realm cursed under his breath.
The younger generation, however, remained silent. The only two young imperial kings who hadn’t taken the stage yet turned pale as clay.
Initially, when they saw Ye Fan heavily injured, they thought they could take advantage, but unexpectedly, in just an instant, Ye Fan had returned to peak condition.
Even though they were of the Imperial Family, their strength was far inferior to He Feng. Since even He Feng almost fell, going up themselves was tantamount to suicide, without any suspense.
Anger, unwillingness... all turned into fear!
If Ye Fan continued to fight, then it would be their turn to take the stage!
"Next!"
Ye Fan’s voice rang out again, like a nightmare, igniting rage among the Demon Clan.
"Damn it!"
"Damn it!"
The two young imperial kings who hadn’t taken the stage cursed, their eyes burning with fury. This Human Cultivator was arrogantly dismissing them, wanting to kill them all the way through? To kill all their young kings?
They very much wanted to immediately step onto the stage and devour Ye Fan, but they were terribly fearful of his strength. Undoubtedly, after the previous rest, Ye Fan’s Combat Power had returned to peak condition.
Even if he suppressed his injuries with Elixir Pills, temporarily exerting Peak Combat Power, it was more than enough to kill them, and they dared not take the risk.
At this moment, they were both angry and filled with anxiety, afraid that the Wheel of Destiny would choose them.
At this moment, in their view, whoever the Wheel of Destiny chose was as good as marked for death in hell, potentially dying at any moment.
Their performance fell in the eyes of the other Demon Clan cultivators, immediately extinguishing the last remaining sliver of hope, their momentum hitting rock bottom.
If they were cowed before the fight, how could they defeat their opponents?
In this state, even if they took the stage, they would only be courting death, serving no purpose.
"Hahaha..."
Their performance was conveyed through the Heavenly Eye to the Human Race side, and everyone understood clearly, bursting into laughter.
"Little demons, if you admit defeat, maybe Ye Zi will be merciful and spare you!"
Hu Fei called out unscrupulously, his voice transmitted through the Formation to the Demon Clan camp, making them turn livid with rage.
At this moment, the Wheel of Destiny started to turn again to select Ye Fan’s next opponent.
"We surrender!"
To everyone’s surprise, the Demon Clan leader, Quasi-Demon Emperor Chi Lin, actually chose to surrender. He then performed the Sealing, sending strands of Mystic Light onto the Wheel of Destiny, forcibly halting its rotation.
Of course, doing so required paying an extremely high price. First, the Wheel of Destiny would suffer damage, and secondly, he would also face some backlash.
Most importantly, the two young imperial kings who hadn’t taken the stage would also sustain significant injuries. Their auras were already imprinted on the Wheel of Destiny, and forcibly stopping it naturally came at a cost.
Yet—
Chi Lin still chose to surrender, actively stopping the Wheel of Destiny’s rotation, and then spat out a mouthful of blood, putting away the Wheel of Destiny.
"Wow..."
At the same time, the two young imperial kings of the Imperial Family also spat out a mouthful of blood, their faces turning deathly pale, casting vicious looks at Ye Fan.
"With the resolution and courage of a warrior severing their own arm, Chi Lin is truly extraordinary!"
Ling Yunzhi sighed deeply.
Everyone knew that given Ye Fan’s current state, these two young imperial kings stepping onto the stage would be killed.
Although Chi Lin’s actions seemed to lose face, he preserved the lives of these two young imperial kings. Otherwise, once they took the stage, it would be beyond his control.
Moreover, the Demon Clan was clearly bound to lose and had no face to lose. Chi Lin’s words saved the lives of the two young imperial kings, which can be considered as earning something.
"It’s over, the Demon Clan doesn’t even have the courage for one last fight!"
The Human Race erupted in cheers, like a tsunami, celebrating this hard-won victory.
While cheering, they all simultaneously set their sights on the lone figure on the battle stage.
The only figure!
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