I tried to kill the heroines of destiny, but they ended up chasing after me.

"Hehehe! Is your son acting impulsively or is he a man of his word?" Takenaga chuckled, but his tone was filled with an unpleasant undertone.

"Hmph! Whether it's acting on impulse or keeping one's word, one can't fight against many. He's fought three rounds in a row. Even if he wins the fourth round, he might still lose the fifth. It's just a ritual anyway, there's no need to take it too seriously," Zhang Shen said nonchalantly.

"Oh? The patriarch of the Emperor Sword Clan is so generous about his own son's wins and losses. I really didn't expect that!" The Black Nether Venerable said with a slight smile.

Upon hearing the Black Nether Venerable's words, Zhang Shen shook his head and said, "No! I said, this is just a ritual. If it's a real battle, my son... must win!"

"Tsk tsk tsk! Alright, alright! A strict father is a strict father, but that makes sense too. After all, he's the future clan leader. How can he not put some pressure on him?" Venerable Black Nether said, seemingly quite understanding.

As they chatted, the group stopped talking. After Zhang Jian left the stage, they lost most of their interest in the platform battle. If it weren't for the rules, they might have stopped the ceremony from continuing.

……

On the platform, Huang Quan, the victor, did not pay much attention to Zhang Jian in order not to arouse suspicion. He simply took a deep breath, pretended to take out a black pill, and swallowed it.

Of course, everyone saw this scene, and both the man in red and the woman in white subconsciously mistook the pill for a healing elixir.

After Huang Quan took the pill, his spirits immediately improved, as if he had recovered about 70-80%. However, the pill was just an ordinary beauty pill, which had almost no healing effect except for its effect on the skin.

As the saying goes, if you're going to put on a show, you have to go all the way. Huang Quan was perfectly fine during the battle just now. However, since the battle was so intense, if he didn't do something to pretend to recover from his injuries, all his previous efforts might be in vain.

"Is that enough? This marriage ceremony should end here..." With a slight thought, Huang Quan took a deep breath, turned his gaze to the four clans below, then coughed twice and continued in a pretentious manner, "Zhang Jian has already been defeated by me, so I advise everyone not to come up again, because..."

At this moment, Huang Quan's eyes flashed, as if they had a hint of sharpness, which made the people below feel a little scared, including the man in red and the woman in white.

"This guy... seems even more arrogant than Zhang Jian!" The man in red narrowed his eyes, as if he was eager to try his luck.

The woman in white remained silent, but the more she looked at Huang Quan, the more familiar she felt with him, which stirred a sense of unease within her.

However, just as everyone had developed various attitudes towards Huang Quan, what Huang Quan said next shocked everyone, leaving them somewhat incredulous.

"Because... I will definitely surrender!" Huang Quan said shamelessly, yet he acted with utmost seriousness, as if he truly meant it.

Everyone fell silent, including the senior members of the Green Pavilion, their faces darkening. Zhang Shen's face was the darkest, for his son had actually been defeated by such a guy—it was an absolute joke.

Perhaps the "joke" went a bit too far, because a moment later, someone exploded.

"Kid! Are you crazy?! If you don't want to fight seriously, why did you even get on stage?! Why do you want to beat Zhang Jian?! Are you kidding me?!" A disciple of the Bamboo Sky Clan said with great dissatisfaction.

"Shameless! How heartbroken Zhang Jian would be if he knew he was defeated by someone like that!" A disciple of the Yan Sheng clan lamented for Zhang Jian.

"Why did our young master lose to someone like you? It's really... really... sigh!" The members of the Emperor Sword Clan said unhappily.

Zhang Qing and Zhang Song, who were acting as referees, also frowned, seemingly disapproving of Huang Quan's behavior as well.

Perhaps that's why, after a moment of silence, Zhang Song's eyes flickered, and he suddenly said, "I'm sorry! Once you're on stage, you're not allowed to surrender without a fight. If you insist on doing so, you'll be insulting the entire Imperial Sword Clan, so you should think this through!"

"Huh? Is that so?" Huang Quan asked in surprise.

He doesn't care what others think. He will never resort to violence if he can avoid it. No matter how others call him shameless, he won't change his mind. But now... the situation seems to be a bit beyond his expectations.

“That’s right, because that’s the rule of the Emperor Sword Clan!” Zhang Song said solemnly.

"Oh dear! This is troublesome!" Huang Quan said with distress upon hearing Zhang Song's words.

But even if he was troubled, he wouldn't care too much, because he had already expected this to happen.

As an ancient race, the Imperial Sword Clan possesses unparalleled dignity, so how could they allow someone of unknown origin to so casually disrupt such a solemn ceremony?

"Alright, alright! Since that's the case... then I have no choice but to fight. But who is the one who wants to challenge me?" As he said this, Huang Quan's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked down at the four clans below again.

However, after just one glance, apart from the man in red and the woman in white, the other four clans fell silent.

In fact, Huang Quan knew very well that, given the current situation, at most only two or three people would still have the courage to go on stage to compete. This was because his battle with Zhang Jian had already revealed a small part of his strength, so unless someone was truly stupid, they would not want to embarrass themselves.

Of course, some people are also confident in their own abilities, like... that man in red.

"Very well! Then let me have a go at you!" As soon as he finished speaking, the man in red moved and arrived on the platform.

Thanks to the self-repairing effect of the formation, the platform has now been restored to its original state and is perfectly ready to face the next round of battle.

"A member of the Yansheng Clan?" Zhang Shen murmured on the Qing Pavilion, then looked at Yan Tian beside him.

However, Yan Tian revealed a mysterious smile, saying nothing and seemingly not wanting to say anything.

"Playing mysterious, huh? Very well! I'd like to see if the young people in your clan have the qualifications to make you act mysterious!" Zhang Shenxiang's eyes flickered slightly before she turned her gaze back to the platform.

……

At this moment, seeing the man in red step onto the stage, Huang Quan remained silent, but with a wave of his left hand, he took out the greatsword he had used before.

He seemed to have no intention of talking to the man in red.

"Looks like you're in a hurry!" The man in red said softly as he saw Huang Quan's condition. At the same time, flames erupted from his right hand, which also transformed into a red sword.

"Enough with the nonsense," Huang Quan said bluntly, then moved swiftly and charged towards the man in red without hesitation.

With a loud bang, the red sword of the man in red and the greatsword of Huang Quan clashed instantly, but the two swords did not shake each other away, but instead touched each other.

The two exerted force together, and the clanging and rumbling of their weapons echoed, while their internal energy churned continuously due to the shockwaves from the other's hidden power.

On the platform, their eyes met.

"Tell me, who exactly are you?" The man in red exerted a little force, trying to suppress Huang Quan's voice as much as possible.

"Hehehe! I think it's better if you don't know." Huang Quan sensed the red-clothed man's domineering presence, pondered for a moment, lowered his voice, and uttered these words with a half-smile.

"Hmm? Don't want to know?" At this moment, Huang Quan clearly did not reveal his movement technique, but his tone of voice and the personality he had just displayed seemed to confirm the sense of familiarity in the red-clothed man's heart.

"You are Huang Quan?!" the man in red exclaimed in surprise.

Huang Quan didn't speak. He turned around and leaped away, creating some distance between himself and the man in red, his face expressionless.

"Are you Huang Quan?" The man in red stopped pursuing and asked somewhat excitedly.

"Hehehe... You seem to care quite a bit about Huang Quan, huh? Well then, how about this..." At this point, Huang Quan, whether intentionally or unintentionally, pointed the tip of his greatsword directly at the man in red: "If you can defeat me, I'll tell you, how about it?"

Upon hearing this, the man in red paused for a moment. After carefully examining Huang Quan, he smiled and suddenly said, "This tone, this personality, this sense of familiarity... Hmph... Fine! Since that's the case, then I'll give it a try! But this time, I won't lose again."

The instant his voice rang out, without him making any move, seven red fire snakes materialized around him and shot out towards the Yellow Springs.

As the fire serpent approached, Huang Quan narrowed his eyes and slowly drew his greatsword forward. A small, holeless formation quickly took shape, like a voracious beast that opened its mouth wide and swallowed the fire serpent in an instant.

The process is extremely simple and almost uneventful.

As for Huang Quan, now that he had directly confronted the man in red, he was not afraid of the other party discovering his identity, because he knew that, apart from the woman in white and Jian Sanshi, the man in red was indeed one of the people who would be most likely to recognize him.

It wasn't just that the man in red had dealt with him before, but also because he had done far too many things to the man in red that were difficult to clarify.

At this moment, watching his released fire serpent being devoured, the man in red showed no surprise, because that was just a probing attack; the real battle was about to begin.

In an instant, the red-clad man with a serious expression threw his red sword into the sky without hesitation.

But in the blink of an eye, the red sword underwent a tremendous change. Its size instantly increased, with the tip becoming the head, the hilt the tail, and the blade the body. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a ferocious fire dragon a hundred meters long!

At that moment, the red-clad man's aura surged dramatically.

"Roar!" The fire dragon roared to the sky, seemingly as a show of defiance. A terrifying arc formed in front of it, and if you looked closely, you could see that its eyes were almost identical to those of the man in red.

The moment this fire dragon appeared, it naturally possessed an imposing aura. Its red body was covered with countless dragon scales, and it was also accompanied by bursts of flames.

"Go!" The man in red pointed to the location of the Yellow Springs. The fire dragon swimming in the sky roared again and immediately sped towards the Yellow Springs. Wherever the fire dragon passed, it caused spatial ripples of varying sizes.

Even so, Huang Quan didn't care at all. He just pretended to be serious. After all, his true strength was already comparable to the Perfected Realm. Why would he be afraid of an attack from a mere ninth-level Nirvana Realm cultivator?

But if you have to pretend, you still have to pretend.

"Hmph!" Huang Quan sneered, seemingly wary but showing no intention of backing down. The greatsword flashed in front of him, and the space immediately distorted. A gray, illusory greatsword about ten meters long appeared out of nowhere, and its blade was exactly the same as the greatsword.

Immediately afterwards, the greatsword broke free from Huang Quan's hand and merged with the suddenly appearing illusory giant sword. In the blink of an eye, the illusory greatsword gained a sense of solidity.

It wasn't over yet. Huang Quan waved his hand again, and the small, holeless creature, following his instructions, actually attached itself to the illusory greatsword.

As the greatsword and the void merged completely, the illusory greatsword began to vibrate, and the gray color on its body slowly turned into dark gray.

All of this, though it sounds like a long story, actually only took a few moments. After doing all this, Huang Quan deliberately showed a strained expression on his face, as if this move was very difficult for him.

The power formed by the greatsword as its form, spiritual energy as its foundation, and the absence of holes as its auxiliary force, as soon as it appeared, an indescribable, powerful dark gray sword light spread out from the blade of the illusory greatsword, and then, like a volcanic eruption, rushed directly towards the fire dragon.

With a thunderous roar, the sword light, though slightly larger, exploded upon contact with the fire dragon's body, but it did not truly stop the fire dragon's attack.

Seeing this, the man in red smiled slightly, secretly pleased with himself: "How could a single sword beam possibly stop my Extreme Dragon? What wishful thinking..."

The Dragon Without End is a dragon born from the red-clad man's enlightenment of fire when he advanced to the ninth level of the Nirvana Realm. It can be said that this dragon is another red-clad man.

The strength of his understanding, even if it was only a part, was something that an ordinary Nirvana Realm cultivator could not easily break through. So it was normal for the man in red to think this way.

However, Huang Quan ignored the red-clad man's mocking expression. He watched the fire dragon getting closer and closer, and with one hand raised, the dark gray of the illusory greatsword immediately began to shrink in a strange way. It spread from the blade to the tip, and then gathered into a black dot at the tip. At the same time, the other parts of the illusory greatsword slowly began to dissipate, and finally, only a small black ball-like beam of light remained, hovering in the air.

In the blink of an eye, the black sphere, the instant it formed, pounced directly at the fire dragon with lightning speed.

Seeing the black ball hurtling towards it, the fire dragon grew even more ferocious, its bared fangs and claws making it appear somewhat terrifying.

Suddenly, the fire dragon's eyes changed abruptly, revealing a hint of surprise and fear. This human-like scene startled the man in red, who immediately considered taking back the fire dragon, but the opportunity had already passed.

The black ball shot out like an arrow, moving at an extremely fast speed, and in an instant it had already made contact with the fire dragon!

A moment later, a crisp, ear-piercing loud noise suddenly resounded across the platform, and an extremely violent surge of spiritual energy erupted from the dragon and the ball.

The next instant, a powerful shockwave of spiritual energy swept across the surrounding area, causing the people of the four races to retreat slightly.

"Interesting." Watching the two fight, Zhang Shen, who was in the Qing Pavilion, twitched his lips and muttered subconsciously.

"It was indeed a fierce fight, but that masked guy probably didn't use his full strength." The speaker was Dao San from the Dao Ling Clan.

“Indeed, it wasn’t just this match, it was the same in the last one. Perhaps your son realized this, which is why he conceded defeat! Because this kid… is indeed very strong.” At this moment, Yan Sheng’s eyes flickered, and he said in unison.

Chapter 218 Wounded

On the platform, the power surge caused by Huang Quan and the man in red finally subsided, slowly revealing their slightly tired bodies.

The man in red stood in mid-air, his face filled with bewilderment and disbelief, staring intently at Huang Quan: "How is this possible? How could you possibly have reached this level?!"

Just as he was speaking, the figure of the fire dragon slowly appeared beside him. However, at this moment, its whole body was broken and its aura was extremely chaotic, clearly indicating that it had suffered severe injuries.

Huang Quan ignored the red-clothed man's words, swung his greatsword forward, and spiritual energy burst forth from the blade. This immense spiritual energy instantly transformed into a cold, full moon, which rose rapidly from behind him.

Then, the full moon slowly disappeared, becoming a half-moon, but in the end, the half-moon was reduced to just an outline...

And this is precisely... the strike of the Azure Moon!

This move, honed by Huang Quan, has reached a level of perfection. He can use his spiritual power to unleash it in an instant!

The man in red narrowed his eyes, a strong sense of crisis instantly filling his body. It was as if a chill had risen from his back to his head, making him feel utterly cold.

The chill instantly cleared his mind, and looking into his eyes, he... had actually drifted off into a daze.