Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

"Sure enough, my cousin is still that strong."

"I just don't know how long he can hold up in the hands of his cousin."

Rias never thought that Vitan could defeat her cousin. So what about the bloodline of the old demon king? The current underworld has long proved that the power of bloodline is not absolute, otherwise the person sitting on the throne of the demon king would not be her brother.

"Yes! I hope he can let us see more of Mr. Sairaorg's strength."

Sona also expressed her agreement with Rias's remarks.

And the light dancing in her eyes was the same excitement as Rias's.

Although he usually keeps a low profile, Cangna still has huge ambitions hidden deep in his heart.

That is to reach the top of the ranking game, seize the throne of number one, and then realize your ambitions in your own right.

The prerequisite for achieving this goal is that she has to overcome the first mountain in front of her.

The strongest devil of the new generation——Sairaorg Baal!

Chapter 14 Application of the Power Word

Vitan, who was in the storm, naturally didn't know what the two little girls in the stands were saying about him.

call--!

A strong gust of wind hit him from behind, and the violent airflow even made the corners of his windbreaker rustle, and his cheeks were also hurt by the strong wind.

Vitan had anticipated that Sairaorg would not use magic but physical skills as a means of attack.

After all, his fighting style is well known throughout the underworld.

However, when you are standing in front of him in person, you will have a distinct feeling, so distinct that you will think you are facing an unruly king of beasts.

However, despite all the praise, this kind of attack is nothing to Vitan.

The magic power in Vitan's body began to fill up, and a swastika-like symbol suddenly appeared on his exposed chest, flashing a light blue light.

He turned his body, channeled his magic power, and swung his fist.

Vitan completed the entire set of movements in a coherent manner, without any pause or discomfort.

Bang-!

The fists collided with each other, and astonishing pressure broke out where the two fists met, causing a series of explosions.

The ground around the two men collapsed, and the crushed gravel turned into fine smoke and dust that enveloped the two men, making the entire battle scene blurred.

--hiss!

This action is extremely ungraceful for a noble lady and is absolutely forbidden.

But even so, Rias still did this extremely indecent thing in public.

However, at this moment, no one would pay attention to such a trivial matter as Rias's loss of composure.

The reason is that they feel the same as Rias at this moment.

Hearing that the head of the Asmodeus family was going to compete with the number one demon of the new generation, the demon nobles could no longer suppress their curiosity and stood in front of the magic mirror to watch.

Some were even more curious and left the Gremory family's banquet hall and went to the viewing platform to watch the game.

It can be said that the battle between Vitan and Sairaorg is more attractive to the demon nobles than the battle between Rias and Sona, the protagonists of today's banquet.

"Patriarch Asmond can actually compare to Mr. Sairaorg in terms of strength."

There was an inexplicable light in Himejima Akeno's eyes, and she covered her red lips with her tender white hands to hide her shock.

This was the point at which almost everyone present exclaimed!

If it was said that Vitan used magic power to maintain a balance with Sairaorg, no one would be shocked, and they would even think that this was the way it should be.

But it just so happened that the elegant-looking man on the training ground was exchanging punches with Sairaorg.

You know, Sairaorg's physical strength surpasses that of the Demon King, and he is one of the top demons in the entire underworld.

boom--!

There were continuous muffled explosions as two figures retreated backwards at a speed that blurred the vision.

"This shouldn't be pure physical strength, it should be amplified by magic power!"

Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down Sairaorg's forehead, but his breathing was not disordered at all, and his eyes were fixed on Vitan.

"The Mantra Technique" can greatly enhance one's physical fitness through the engraved mantra! "

Pointing to the 'swastika' symbol on his chest, Vitan shrugged and said.

"If I hadn't used this method, I wouldn't have been able to catch your heavy fist."

After the actual battle, Vitan finally understood that the strength displayed by the man in front of him during the ranking game was definitely inferior to his own.

Every fist that hits him has the power to shatter a mountain in the human world, which is of lower quality.

Please note one thing: using magic to blow up a mountain and using your fist to smash a mountain have completely different meanings.

If he had used this kind of power in the ranking game, he would have climbed to the top position long ago and would not have been suppressed by those losers who used dirty tricks to reach the demon king level.

"It really is magic!"

Sairaorg said with emotion, then took a firm horse stance and stretched out his hands to prepare for the battle again.

"I don't know how to use magic, and this body is my most powerful weapon, and my only weapon."

"No matter what means you use, you will only face my fists, not magic."

The next moment, a sharp whistling sound suddenly rang out, and as Sairaorg's body flew out, the sound pulled out a series of explosions.

The sound was like a very famous spectacle in nature, the zipper thunder.

He clenched his fists and placed them on both sides of his body, then thrust them out, with continuous punching pressure gushing out.

His super-fast fist even created sparks in the air, forming a dragnet attack that completely enveloped Vitan.

"Radix!"

"Understood, Master!"

"Reconnect to the library of "Sloth", theme execution——"

The blazing white light flashed and disappeared, and Vitan still stood there without moving, seemingly without any changes.

But, just when the fist was about to touch Vitan's body!

Vitan began to move.

I saw him take half a step back.

The first punch, the fist pressure that fell into the air, slammed into the ground fiercely, and the land exploded and shattered like a broken mirror.

Move half a step to the left again, with your knees slightly bent.

The second and third punches brushed past Vitan's waist and left thigh at the same time, and two huge trees that required five people to hug were broken in an instant.

The overwhelming attacks failed one after another.

Such a scene did not make Sairaorg, a man with a strong heart, retreat. Instead, it made his fighting spirit burn like a burning flame.

The distance was completely shortened, and the whole person was standing completely opposite Vitan.

"I will definitely hit you!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh——!

The continuous whistling sound exploded in Vitan's ears again, and a series of fist shadows enveloped Vitan again.

However, this time the fist shadow was faster and more powerful than before.

Each punch was enough to make a high-level demon vomit blood or be on the verge of life and death.

His expression remained calm, without any sign of panic.

Vitan stood in front of Sairaorg without retreating a single step, with streams of data constantly flowing through his dark pupils.

The dodging movements are like dancing, flexible and graceful!

He kept dodging, and avoiding the extremely powerful punch pressure.

Chapter 15: Private Life is Clean

Sairaorg's fists blasted deep pits into the ground, and the already dilapidated venue now looked even more devastated.

However, the punch missed.

So far, Sairaorg has thrown countless punches, but still none of them has successfully hit Vitan.

"Amazing!"

The audience in the viewing platform were completely attracted by this fierce competition.

"Yeah, it's really amazing. I didn't expect that cousin Sairaorg would be at a disadvantage."

Rias couldn't believe her eyes.

"I really didn't expect it. This is really an unexpected thing."

Sona pushed his glasses and then moved closer to Rias.

There was no way. The demon next to her just now really made her feel a little disgusted.

There are no fools here who can't see the current situation on the field.

Although Sairaorg and Vitan seemed to be evenly matched, neither of them hurt the other.

But it is obvious that compared to Vitan who can easily dodge by staying in attack mode, Sairaorg, the attacker, will consume more energy.

"Great! I feel like I'm completely obsessed with him."

The eldest daughter of the Byret family had a flushed face, and her two plump thighs were rubbing against each other under the thin tulle skirt that was barely visible.

Looking at the man on the field, Byret felt like he was about to get wet.

Strong, handsome, and powerful, the devil's mate selection criteria are no different from those of ordinary humans.

The two small groups of demons from before have already gathered.

Since they are all heirs of their respective families, Akeno and other relatives naturally have no qualifications to stand in that circle together.

After all, it is a fact that subordinate demons have a low status in the underworld, and there are not many families in the entire underworld who value their subordinate demons as much as the Gremory family and the Sidi family.

So after Akeno and the others left for the other side, Rias, Byleth and the others formed the circle they have now.

Rias was actually not used to this. Compared to staying with these young ladies, she would rather watch the game with her own family members.

However, being in this position and being the host of today's banquet, she had no right to refuse.

"What's the point of falling for him? Just now, the head of the Asmodeus family rejected many promiscuous demons like you!"

Folcaro looked at Byleth with disdain.

Just now in the banquet hall, the demons in their small circle did not step forward immediately, but they saw clearly how other female demons ran into a wall with Vitan.

So from the very beginning, she had no hope for Byret, a guy who was always flirting and couldn't live without a man for a day.

"Ha! I'm different from those guys who just want to get promoted. It doesn't matter if I can't get married. I'll be considered successful if I can get his seed."

"No man would refuse to have sex without responsibility."

Byleth said confidently.

As a demon, one should indulge his desires to the fullest. Byret has never thought that there is anything wrong with his lifestyle.

Moreover, as the only child of the Byleth family, she has the important obligation to inherit the Byleth family's heirs.

If she were lucky enough to obtain the seed of the old demon lord Asmodeus, it would be a major event that would benefit the entire family.

Her fiancé who married into her family would never dare to say anything to her.

Rias was only about one meter away from the two female demons, and they were talking quite loudly, so naturally Rias and Sona heard everything.

An expression of disgust inevitably appeared on Cangna's face. The devil's sense of smell was very developed. She had just avoided him so far away because she smelled the scent of estrus on Byleth.

As a result, she had to listen to the dirty words of those lewd demons even though she had come here.

"Hey, Sona! Do you know anything about the private life of the head of the Asmodeus family?"