Chapter 4274: Arena No. 2

"little guy, I bet you didn't expect to be so unlucky as to fall into my hands."

The Evil Lord of Myriad Beasts's gaze was sinister, tinged with mockery. "Last time, those Old things from White Tiger Gate interfered, allowing you to escape by luck. This time, let's see where you can run."

"How about this, you jump off the ring yourself? What do you say?"

He said this with the intention of striking at and humiliating Ye Bufan, to break down his fighting spirit.

However, deep down, he had already made up his mind that as soon as the other party turned around, he would immediately strike a killing blow, never giving him a chance to escape.

But what he didn't expect was that although Ye Bufan appeared a little nervous, he showed no intention of running away.

"Why should I run? With so many people, you can't touch me."

"Senior Brother, do you have a grudge with this guy? Then leave it to us, you don't need to do it yourself."

Hearing their conversation, five Disciples from Tianwu Sect immediately gathered around.

As a large Sect in the Third Layer of the Chaotic Saint Realm, they had many Disciples who qualified, and there were a total of six people on this ring.

And as the Personal Disciple of the Sect Master, the Evil Lord of Myriad Beasts held an extremely high position. Everyone who saw him would call him Senior Brother, and they all eagerly vied to curry favor with him.

"No need, you just watch from the side. I want to do it myself."

The Evil Lord of Myriad Beasts refused them; he wanted to do it himself, as only then would he derive pleasure from tormenting the other party.

Seeing this formation, the remaining five people retreated to the side.

There were a total of twenty people on the ring. Besides the Tianwu Sect Disciples, everyone else also scattered and kept their distance, leaving only Ye Bufan and Yuhua Ling standing together.

They all had their own little schemes. As a Yuan Emperor Ninth Grade, Ye Junxie was undoubtedly the strongest on this ring, capable of dominating the life and death of everyone.

The power gap was too great; the others didn't even dare to think of resisting and could only rely on luck.

Anyway, the rules were set: only ten people could be knocked off the ring, and then it would be a violation to continue fighting.

They even held a schadenfreude mentality; as long as these two people were knocked off the ring, that would free up two spots, and they would only need eight more people to be eliminated.

At this moment, Cangwu, who was presiding over the ring, gave the order: "The ring competition begins!"

Many participating Disciples were already prepared, and at the command, they all made their moves, choosing what they considered the easiest opponents to attack and knocking them off the ring.

As long as they could hold on until the end, that would be success.

Ten rings were ablaze with fierce fighting, in a chaotic struggle, but only Ring Number Two seemed extremely out of place, with everyone standing there motionless.

"Come on, let me see how you'll escape today!"

The Evil Lord of Myriad Beasts gave a cold smile, his powerful Domain erupted, and then he unleashed a punch.

Among these Disciples on the ring, he was undoubtedly the strongest. His Yuan Emperor Ninth Grade strength, combined with Tianwu Sect's unique boxing technique, made this punch astonishingly powerful.

Ye Bufan was now a Yuan Emperor Third Grade. With the Heaven-Defying Chaotic Holy Scripture, fighting across a major Rank was enough to contend with a Yuandi Stage Third Grade expert.

If he went all out, defeating the Evil Lord of Myriad Beasts would be effortless, but he couldn't do that.

This was a meat shield in front of him, relying entirely on him to divert the attention of those evil experts. The most crucial thing was that those who attacked the Immortal Saint Ancestor back then were still hidden behind the scenes—these were the most terrifying opponents.

Therefore, he couldn't defeat the Evil Lord of Myriad Beasts, couldn't eliminate him, and he himself couldn't be eliminated. This made the difficulty somewhat high.

Ye Bufan clearly saw the Evil Lord of Myriad Beasts's strength, and he also suppressed his own cultivation, making himself slightly weaker than the opponent.

He feigned a hint of panic, his figure flashed, and he barely managed to dodge that punch.

But before he could even stabilize himself, the opponent's second punch arrived, heading straight for his face.

Ye Bufan didn't have time to dodge this time and raised his hand to meet the punch. Their fists collided.

With a bang, the Evil Lord of Myriad Beasts remained motionless, while Ye Bufan was directly sent flying.

"Senior Brother, what great skill!"

Seeing this, the five Disciples of the Divine Martial Sect cheered in unison, with a little guy shouting the most joyfully.

But he never expected that Ye Bufan's figure showed no intention of stopping, crashing into him like a cannonball.

The little guy wanted to dodge, but found that his entire body was locked down by the opponent's Domain, making it impossible to move quickly. In desperation, he could only throw out both fists.

His intention was to knock the opponent away, but his punches landed solidly. Ye Bufan was fine, but he was directly sent flying off the ring by the impact.

This was understandable; a Yuan Zun Fifth Grade facing a Yuan Zun Ninth Grade, he was bound to suffer.

At this, everyone watched in astonishment. The Evil Lord of Myriad Beasts and Ye Bufan engaged in battle, and as a result, one Disciple from the Divine Martial Sect was gone.

Those below the stage were watching the show, but those on the stage became nervous. It seemed that just standing by wasn't enough; they had to be vigilant at all times, otherwise they might be eliminated in a daze.

The Evil Lord of Myriad Beasts's expression was grim. At this moment, he also felt a loss of face. He had originally intended to attack the opponent, but ended up eliminating a Junior Brother.

"little guy, let's see how long you can last!"

He attacked again, his boxing technique becoming exceptionally fierce.

"Ye Dage, I'll help you!"

Yuhua Ling didn't know Ye Bufan was acting. With a loud shout, she prepared to step forward to help.

Just then, Ye Bufan's voice came to her ear: "I'm fine, you don't need to help me. Just clear out the others!"

Yuhua Ling instantly understood what was happening. She had originally charged forward aggressively to deal with the Evil Lord of Myriad Beasts, but midway, she suddenly changed direction and rushed towards a Divine Martial Sect Disciple behind her.

"Uh!"

That person looked utterly bewildered, completely caught off guard. Didn't they agree to help that little guy? Didn't they agree to deal with Senior Brother? Why was she coming at him?

In desperation, he quickly drew his immortal sword, preparing to resist. Unfortunately, his strength was far inferior to the Yuan Zun Ninth Grade Yuhua Ling, and he was directly kicked off the ring.

Seeing this, the crowd below burst into laughter, while the Divine Martial Sect Sect Master Dong Xuan's face turned ugly.

His Sect had the most Disciples on Ring Number Two, a total of six. He had originally thought that under the leadership of Ye Junxie, they would surely sweep through and all qualify.

As a result, the others were fine, but two of his own had been knocked off.

The Evil Lord of Myriad Beasts also felt a loss of face, and his attacks became increasingly fierce. But no matter how frantic he was, Ye Bufan appeared like a lone boat in the vast ocean.

He looked very disheveled and completely at a disadvantage, yet no matter how fierce the storms, he remained safe and sound.

On the other side, Yuhua Ling frequently attacked. Among the remaining people, her strength was the strongest, and she was an overwhelming presence for many Disciples.

These people all adopted a self-preserving attitude, wanting to protect themselves, which ironically made them easier to defeat one by one. Before long, six more people were knocked off the ring.

The Evil Lord of Myriad Beasts's face was extremely grim. At this moment, he had already seen through Ye Bufan's plan: tying him down here, while clearing out the others on the stage.

Once only ten people remained, he would be forced to stop.

But he had already given his all, yet he couldn't completely defeat the opponent in a short time. If this continued, his plan would completely fail.

Thinking of this, he suddenly changed his mind, his figure flickering as he charged towards Yuhua Ling.