The Devil's High School Transfer Student

"Welcome everyone."

An old voice sounded, it was a very prestigious elder who was speaking.

"You six are new generation demons with impeccable strength and noble families. Because of this, I hope that you can learn from each other and promote each other's growth before your official debut."

It seems that this is the theme of this event.

Even the four demon kings came to watch the battle, which shows that everyone takes this matter very seriously.

However, Long Yi knew that the arrival of the four demon kings was mainly to deal with the intentions of the Disaster Group and the Nordic Gods, and this event could only be said to be incidental.

“If I become the winner, can I join the fight against the [Group of Misfortune]?” Sairaorgron asked loudly.

"This……"

The old voice paused, and Sirzechs on the platform smiled and took over the conversation:

"Sairaorg, I admire your courage, but it is reckless. Sending you who are still growing up to the battlefield is something I have been trying to avoid. I hope that you can grow up carefully, steadily and safely."

"……Yes."

Since the Demon King said so, Sairaorg could only agree helplessly.

"Okay, then you guys can initiate the challenge." Sirzechs smiled faintly.

He didn’t know if it was an illusion, but Long Yi felt that the demon king seemed to smile at him.

A bad premonition suddenly emerged...

Sure enough, someone jumped out immediately.

"Your Majesty Lucifer, I wonder if you were present when you gave the holy sword presented by the angel to a demon last time?"

"Of course he was there. He was one of my sister Rias's followers."

"Your Majesty Lucifer, and your Majesties the Three Demon Kings, I feel that since this sword represents the sword of friendship with the angels, this honor should be held by new generation upper demons like us!"

Jefadel spoke carelessly, and his words were respectful and polite. No matter how much of a devil he was, he would not dare to act rashly in front of the Four Demon Kings.

Sirzechs smiled slightly: "So you want to challenge Rias?"

"That's right! My knights are already high-ranking demons. It would be inappropriate for me to wield such an important holy sword without even one high-ranking demon among my knights."

Rias's anger flashed across her face and she stood up.

"Jeffadel, you are so bold as to have ideas about my servants!"

She was aggressive and took on the challenge directly.

"Okay, I accept your challenge!"

Behind her, Long Yi pursed his lips slightly, thinking that he was really restless...

This brother-in-law is definitely taking revenge.

At this point, he couldn't say anything. This situation was already expected...

Just go ahead.

Long Yi stood up calmly, and everyone's eyes at the gathering were focused on him.

After unbuttoning his dress shirt, Long Yi took off his coat, loosened his tie, and flashed onto the stage in a handsome shirt.

"My name is Long Yi, and I am Rias-sama's [Knight]. The holy sword you are talking about is right here."

As he spoke, Long Yi casually inserted the holy sword Ascalon into the center of the venue.

Long Yi looked up at Jefadel, smiled calmly, and said calmly: "Welcome to the challenge."

Jefadel snorted and ordered, "... Hermes, you go ahead."

Behind him, a female demon appeared on the stage, holding a sharp sword.

"Hermes Lane is Lord Jephdel's [Knight]. You are a low-level demon. Don't blame me for not giving you a chance. Pick up your sword."

Hermes said coldly, his tone contemptuous.

"The holy sword is a gamble, so of course it cannot be used."

Long Yi smiled faintly, took out a silver toothpick from his trouser pocket, held it between two fingers, and smiled at Hermes.

"I'll just use this."

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241, I will be arrogant today

On the huge arena, Long Yi’s words were clearly heard.

For a moment, the reactions of many demons varied.

Many demons showed playful smiles. As demons, sometimes being a little arrogant would not cause any disgust at all. This actually aroused the interest of many bored demons in watching.

And Jefadel's face was gloomy.

Although this was a battle between the two followers, Long Yi and Hermes, the battle between followers was about the face of their masters.

Long Yi's behavior was equivalent to slapping the face of his superior demon, Jefadel.

As expected, Hermes's originally pretty face suddenly became a little distorted. She stared at Long Yi with great anger, with murderous intent boiling in her eyes.

"Asshole! How dare you humiliate me like this? I will kill you for my master!!"

She spoke with gritted teeth, and her figure turned into a phantom and rushed towards Long Yi.

As ferocious magic power burst out, Hermes flashed to Long Yi's side, the long sword in his hand emitting a magical red light, and chopped off towards Long Yi's head!

Long Yi acted calmly, holding the toothpick he picked up at the party between his fingers and waving it casually.

There wasn't even a trace of magical fluctuation. Hermes' sword, which looked as powerful as thunder, was easily blocked by Long Yi with a toothpick.

Hermes never expected that her attack would be blocked so easily. The strong sense of humiliation made her swing her sword angrily, slashing out thousands of sword shadows.

However, no matter how she attacked, Long Yi just calmly blocked it with one hand.

He simply moved his right hand, blocking all attacks with incredible speed, while his upper body remained motionless.

Besides blocking, he even had time to talk:

"I'm not trying to humiliate you. I just simply think that this is enough to defeat you."

Hermes was shocked and angry. She had no idea what level of strength Long Yi had. She just felt that he was like a towering mountain standing there quietly, and all her attacks could not shake him in the slightest.

This feeling of humiliation drove her crazy. It was not that she couldn't accept failure, but she couldn't accept this silent mockery.

Just a second ago, he was still confidently looking down on this lower-level demon, but in the end, he was crushed by him, and he didn't even look at him straight in the eye...

Hermes couldn't help but go crazy, she couldn't stand this stimulation.

“Fuck, die, die, die!!”

She was howling madly, not even remotely resembling a human being. Veins bulged all over her body, and her magic power was pushed to the limit.

The ugly woman was reflected in Long Yi's black pupils, but he remained calm.

Facing Hermes's violent magic attack, Long Yiping raised his right hand, and the silver toothpick between his fingertips suddenly became dazzling.

He flicked his finger, and the toothpick turned into a silver light, piercing her heart in an instant at a speed that Hermes could see but was completely unable to react to.

Hermes' body suddenly froze, leaving only a silver magic light in the air that lingered for a long time, leaving everyone confused as to what was happening.

"Go ahead. His heart was only pierced by a small toothpick. He won't die, right? Jephdel, your men are really useless. They can't defeat him even if others let them off."

Some people were just watching the fun and making fun of him, which made Jefadel furious but he could do nothing about it.

"Admit defeat, or your men will soon die."

There was also a demon who sneered and said, "That guy's magic has already controlled Hermes' heart. You can just let your men take action and try again."

This guy has some vision, and this is indeed the case at the moment.

Through an extremely concentrated attack, Long Yi injected a large amount of magic power into Hermes' heart.

That silver line was not any residual magic power. With his talent of [Absolute Control], there would be no such waste of magic power. This was a magic power fuse that he had deliberately left behind and had been condensed to the extreme.

And at the other end of this fuse is the magic bomb in Hermes' heart.

Long Yi kept his hand raised and moving horizontally, with the end of the silver thread wrapped around his index finger. At this moment, as long as he hooked his finger, the guy opposite him would have his heart explode!

Hermes paused. The threat between life and death made her feel like she was falling into an ice kiln. She couldn't imagine that Long Yi could control her life and death just by taking the initiative to attack once.

But if I admit defeat like this, my master will never forgive me...my fate will be more terrible than death!

She subconsciously took a step towards Long Yi.

Long Yi turned his hand expressionlessly and slightly retracted the silver thread. Immediately, Hermes felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Hermes then looked up at Jefadel, but saw Jefadel's extremely gloomy expression.

"……ah!!!"

Although Hermes' eyes were full of fear, he still rushed towards Long Yi desperately.

However, Long Yi did not move and did not detonate the magic power in the opponent's body.

"enough."

A calm voice suddenly came, and a huge pressure descended, and the magic power in Hermes' body was easily suppressed.

Sirzechs looked at Jephdel calmly, "Your follower has already been defeated, do you still want her to continue to attack at the risk of her life?"

Jephdel had a gloomy face and could only respond: "...She lost, Your Majesty Lucifer."

Upon hearing this, Long Yi retracted the silver thread and looked at Jefadel calmly:

"Don't just send your followers here to die. If you have the guts, come down and see if I dare to kill you here."

His unusually calm yet extremely arrogant words spread, causing the pupils of everyone present to narrow their eyes slightly.

"My goodness, why do I kind of like this kid's temper..."

Some upper demons couldn't help but slap their thighs. Even though Long Yi was extremely arrogant, they were extremely excited, as if they were the ones standing on the field and saying these words.

Sirzechs grinned and thought that this kid was in trouble today and was so murderous.

Jefadel was furious at this moment, and he stared at Long Yi with murderous intent:

"You think you're very strong, don't you? Even though you have some hidden tricks, the quality of your magic power is only at the upper demon level. Do you really think no one can see it?"

Long Yi smiled faintly and hooked his finger at Jefadel nonchalantly.

Full of provocative moves.

Normally he wouldn't come here to show off, but today was different.

Not only does he represent Rias's face now, he also has his own considerations.

Do these guys really think that they are easy to mess with?

Now that he has already entered the arena today, Long Yi has no intention of leaving easily. He is going to beat all the young generation until they lose their temper, once and for all!

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242, Strength Taunt

Seeing Long Yi's actions, a demon on the field couldn't help but whistle.

Because they saw Jefadel making a fool of himself, everyone just wanted to watch the fun.

After all, Jefadel was the heir of the Grashia Persian family, one of the six great families. Now that he was humiliated by Long Yi, the other people from the same family all had smiles on their faces.

Although Rias was quite surprised that Long Yi could be so bold, she still supported him.

She is not afraid of trouble, so it is no big deal to trample the opponent under her feet at this time. Demons always believe that the strong are respected.

Jefadel had already been filled with murderous intent in his heart, but he had no way out.

The reason is very simple. His identity is the [King], and Long Yi is just a follower. If he were to go down, he would be laughed to death by others without even a fight.

He, a king, fought with other people's family members, and he brought shame to that family.

Princess Seekvaira sneered and added insult to injury: