CHAPTER 526: CHAPTER 517: END THE BATTLE WITHIN 10 SECONDS

Bai Yan’s fluent Demon language had completely infuriated Prince Algernon Matthew.

"You are a demon? Good! Let’s see what kind of skills this fake demon possesses!"

Prince Algernon Matthew laughed angrily and slowly rose from the blood-colored hexagram.

He shook his black tailcoat, neatly tidied up his clothes in an extremely gentlemanly manner, and pulled out a pair of white gloves from his pocket, throwing them contemptuously in front of Bai Yan.

This was the ritual for a medieval knight to issue a fair challenge to an enemy.

"In my life, I was a knight! I issue you a challenge in accordance with the chivalric code, because you have just insulted my faith!"

Prince Algernon Matthew proudly lifted his head, his gaze filled with disdain and mild mockery as he looked at Bai Yan: "Perfect, I am in need of a sacrifice to the demon, and you, the imposter, look quite fitting!"

Demons are the faith of the Blood Clan, the faith of the Dark Council!

It cannot be defiled by anyone!

Boom!

As soon as Prince Algernon Matthew finished speaking, an overwhelmingly powerful aura erupted from him.

It was the aura of an SSS-class powerhouse!

Prince Algernon Matthew’s terrifying aura surged towards Bai Yan like a tsunami!

It was like the sea, like a raging tide!

The swirling aura almost made everyone in the castle hall lose their footing!

Even some weaker leaders of the Abnormal felt stifled and began to see black spots, just from the fringes of the aura that had spilled over.

One could imagine the terrifying pressure of the SSS-class aura that Bai Yan was directly facing!

The millennia-old castle’s mysteriously forged iron floor even showed slight signs of cracking!

However...

In the midst of the storm-like aura, the solitary figure holding the sword still stood in the center of the arena, lazily sizing up Prince Algernon Matthew with indifferent eyes, showing no hint of fear.

Only endless fighting spirit and murderous intent intertwined ceaselessly in the air, clashing against one another!

"It’s just a battle; you talk too much!"

Bai Yan coldly smiled with pride.

The Dragon Pattern Longsword slightly trembled as he raised it, the sword tip pointing diagonally at Prince Algernon Matthew: "Come, let’s fight!"

Bai Yan, like a lofty king, granted his subject a battle with the emperor.

"This lad is too arrogant!"

"Your Highness the Prince, kill him!"

"Hang his body on the castle’s banner! Let his corpse thoroughly dry out!"

"And then turn him into a Blood Corpse, to become a puppet for the Dark Mages! Make him serve our Dark Camp even in death!"

"Yes, let him never rest in peace!"

The leaders of the Abnormal at the dark assembly, seeing Prince Algernon Matthew stepping down from the platform, looked at Bai Yan with cold smiles and vociferously mocked him.

Nobody had hope for Bai Yan; everyone regarded him as a calamity!

For the sake of the holy war, for the benefit of all.

Bai Yan must die!

"These bastards..."

An Yan bit her lip tightly, her beautiful eyes filled with concern as she watched Bai Yan’s back.

No one believed Bai Yan could walk out of the castle alive today, but An Yan chose to believe!

She loved this man more than herself!

"Bai Yan... you must come out of this unscathed..."

An Yan murmured softly, her hands nervously clutching the corner of Bai Yan’s clothes, surrounded by hostile looks wishing for Bai Yan’s death.

But An Yan didn’t wish for that!

On Demon Island, there were so many women waiting for this heartless man to return; he was the pillar of everyone’s life.

It’s no exaggeration to say that if Bai Yan were to fall into trouble, not only would the powerful forces of Demon Island collapse overnight, but the first to be heartbroken would be the women of Demon Island!

"Don’t worry, when have I ever lost?"

Bai Yan turned around, his icy face thawing, his smile like a spring breeze as he looked at An Yan.

Bai Yan’s deep gaze conveyed strong confidence, putting An Yan’s heart at ease.

"Quite the tall talker!"

"Does he think the Prince’s strength can be compared to those two Dukes?"

"He will die miserably! The Prince’s might is beyond your imagination!"

Everyone sneered.

Prince Algernon Matthew gently drew the thin sword from his waist, a finely crafted weapon with blood grooves, his most treasured weapon.

The thin sword, having been with him for thousands of years, although only an ordinary weapon, had absorbed various mysteries over the millennia and was nearly as powerful as extraordinary magical swords!

He was very gentlemanly, shrugged his shoulders, and smilingly said, "Let your woman leave the battlefield; I’ll give you ten seconds."

"No need. With these ten seconds, that’s enough to finish the fight."

Bai Yan calmly glanced at Prince Algernon Matthew, his left hand tightly embracing An Yan’s delicate body, and his right hand firmly holding the Dragon Pattern Longsword.

"It seems you have some self-awareness, knowing you won’t last more than ten seconds."

Algernon Matthew laughed loudly, feigning generosity as he spoke: "Rest assured, for the sake of your beautiful wife, I will grant you a dignified death, and I will take good care of her after you die!"

Algernon Matthew sneered, and before his words were even finished, his thin sword thrust forward with lightning speed!

"Come on! Within ten seconds, I shall take your life!"

Algernon Matthew burst into wild laughter.

A flash of blood light suddenly appeared in mid-air!

The path of the thin sword drew mystic traces, brewing a subtle momentum!

With the strength of SSS.rank, one can fully touch and explore the edge of one’s own path!

And the path of Prince Algernon Matthew is that of blood!

The sword strikes like thunder, making most of the onlookers’ blood boil uncontrollably, faces flush with red, and hearts throb with congestion!

"Shua!"

Bai Yan’s figure flickered, deftly dodging the sword!

"Haha, quite fast! Come again!"

Algernon Matthew laughed maniacally, competing in speed with the Blood Clan? This Hua Xia lad is really overestimating himself!

Boom!

The aura around Algernon Matthew’s body surged yet again!

Speed skyrocketed!

His thin sword struck faster with each stroke, averaging a hundred stabs per second!

Each stab aimed squarely at the vital points around Bai Yan!

Every strike of Algernon Matthew could cause people’s circulating qi and blood to flip, faces turning extremely red and uncomfortable inside.

Thanks to the fact that Prince Algernon Matthew is now at SSS.rank strength, if he stepped into the demigod realm, he could fully autonomously control the enemy’s blood!

To have your blood controlled in combat?

That was definitely a certain death situation!

But compared to others, Bai Yan seemed much more composed.

Such a minor path, unable to affect even those of equal level, what use is there in cultivating it?!

"Your Highness, the Prince, truly formidable!"

Some struggled with the surging qi and blood within their bodies and exclaimed in amazement.

"Quick, look, that kid is still dodging!"

There were exclamations.

No matter how Algernon Matthew attacked, Bai Yan always managed to calmly dodge away, each evasion dangerously close to the blade.

The power of SSS.rank was indeed strong, forcing Bai Yan to resort to the first of the Dragon Vein Styles, "Subtle Insight"!

Subtle Insight, absolute control over speed and strength, could be demonstrated in any form, including footwork!

Using footwork to perform the Dragon Vein Styles, he moved as gracefully as a roaming dragon, evading with a handsome and breezy posture.

"Why does he keep dodging?"

"Could he really think that by just dodging like this, he can win?"

Some sneered, some puzzled.

At that moment, Bai Yan calmly spoke up, answering their doubts.

"Six."

Bai Yan said indifferently.

A sword stroke came, turned into thousands of shadows, the blade itself carrying a tinge of blood-red light, that was the magic of the Blood Clan!

Bai Yan gently dodged, and continued indifferently: "Seven."

"He’s counting!"

"He wants to last ten seconds, to make the prince’s words not come true!"

The crowd realized, shouting loudly.

"Are you just going to keep dodging like this! Damn yellow-skinned monkey!"

Algernon Matthew, enraged, could no longer maintain his gentlemanly facade, continuously shouting, his attacks sped up!

Well, to be honest, he had never been a gentleman, even resorting to preemptive attacks, could he still be considered a gentleman? A knight?

But this did align well with Algernon Matthew’s crafty style of doing things.

"Eight."

Bai Yan, without even lifting his eyelids, spoke lazily, continuing to count indifferently.

Algernon Matthew failed to notice that although Bai Yan was dodging, his gaze remained icy cold, even carrying a hint of mockery.

However, all this went unnoticed by Prince Algernon Matthew, who had fallen into a frenzy.

The entire rhythm of the battle was controlled by Bai Yan!

Resolve the fight within ten seconds?

Who would resolve whom?

Huh, hard to say!