I'm at Level 30, But I Can Slay Level-9999 Beasts in One Hit!-Chapter 202: Overnight Sensation! Unbelievable

Even the judges and officials on the high platform were, at this moment, dumbfounded and speechless!

As for the people from various competition areas, their eyes were fixed intently on the blood-soaked Ye Xuan, their eyes filled with even more horror and fear!

What is happening?

What kind of monster is this!

Whoosh!

The silence lasted five seconds, and at this moment, the silence was broken!

The entire audience also quickly stood up, aiming their mobile phones and cameras at this astonishing scene!

"Holy crap! Am I seeing this right?"

"He took him down! He actually did it! A level 40 Dragon Master, single-handedly took down a level 69 Storm Demon! Completely unconventional!"

"Can someone explain this? I’m really worried!"

"What are you looking at! Quickly! What a thrill! Next time you meet those pretentious folks, show them this photo!"

"...".

Everyone was cheering for Ye Xuan’s victory.

Most were very curious about what method he used to defeat that terrifying lunatic!

What happened to being the least useful!?

How could Ye Xuan’s power be so strong!?

If Ye Xuan were also a level 69 third-tier powerhouse, they could accept it, since he could defeat Fala.

After all, in a situation of equal strength, there are still levels of strength, the stronger the strength, the more normal it is to be crushed.

But now the problem is, Ye Xuan has just crossed above level 40!

A level 40 Dragon Master actually took down a Storm Demon of level 69!

This made everyone unable to resist asking.

What is the worst profession?

Just when everyone was exhilarated by this.

At this moment, at the stand of the demon tribe, there was silence.

All the abyssal demons wore faces of disbelief and disappointment.

Of course.

It was the shame of being slapped in the face!

Thinking back to what they had just said.

But now, Fala lowered his head, silent...

Why is this happening?

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Defeated by a hotshot freshman!

More importantly, the opponent is only around level 40!

Damn!

The spectating demons were completely dumbstruck!

How could they be content with this?

But.

Whether they are willing or not doesn’t matter anymore.

This real scene unfolding before them also means that this crucial fight has concluded.

Fala, considered to be the most promising to enter the top three, actually lost!

This is probably the biggest upset in this preliminary round!

Due to Fala losing his fighting ability, the prime seed of the demon tribe, the match was terminated. ’ ’

"Now, Fengtian Academy’s fifth seed, Ye Xuan, has won this honor!"

"Wishing him success advancing into the top eight!"

With the referee’s call.

On stage, the host loudly announced the outcome of the fight with a microphone.

Soon, a group of Priests ascended to the stage, beginning the process of reviving Fala.

Ye Xuan’s expression was indifferent, he slowly stepped down from the ring, sweeping his gaze across the preparation area and the crowd of onlookers.

The crowd, which had been cheering earlier, were now silenced and intimidated by this young man.

"This..." The audience momentarily stunned.

And the Priests on the altar, their faces turned pale.

Oh my!

There isn’t a single unscathed spot on Fala’s body!

Bones shattered.

His internal organs had turned into mush.

Even his limbs were twisted up like a bundle of hemp.

The demonic blood dripping onto the ground resembled an eerily beautiful black flower.

As the top seed of the demon race, one can only imagine the excruciating torture he suffered at the time of his death!

Several priests were utterly dumbfounded.

Why would Farrell choose suicide over surrender?

However, that was not their concern; they just wanted to revive Farrell as quickly as possible.

Ye Xuan returned to the prep area, removed his battle armor, and calmly wiped the demonic blood off his armor.

But Roland and others dared not approach Ye Xuan.

It was precisely because of his intense murderous aura that no one wished to come near him.

One can only imagine how angry and terrifying Ye Xuan was when he crushed Farrell to death!

After a short while.

Accompanied by a dark green light, Farrell woke up from his dead body, and at the moment he widened his eyes again, his huge body shivered violently!

It was as if the memories of his death terrified him to the core!

This shocked the other Healers.

This man.

What had he gone through when he was alive?

Even in resurrection, he couldn’t shake off his pervasive fear!

Farrell suddenly stood up, bowed his head, and checked his body.

Previously.

This was the most terrifying moment of his life!

To outsiders, he appeared as a strong Warrior, steadfast and unyielding.

In truth, he couldn’t even speak!

Other than horrific screams, he could do nothing!

Just at the moment when the cold air pervaded.

He aimed his eerie twin swords at Ye Xuan’s body with one swift strike.

This time, however, was different from the last.

Ye Xuan did not dodge but just watched him coldly.

With one sword strike.

Merely 2700 points Farrell struck at Ye Xuan, scaling to 8000 due to four-dimensional conversion.

Plus the defensive gear and three damage reduction effects from the Chain of Hatred and Life Chain.

In Ye Xuan’s eyes, even having a single hair plucked out was an extremely painful ordeal.

In a moment.

Farrell felt an indestructible chill wrap around him, freezing his body in place, unable to use any skills or talents, nor activate his Level 60 legendary gear.

Back then.

Staring into Ye Xuan’s indifferent eyes, Farrell knew well that if he did not surrender, he would face the most brutal form of death.

He was about to beg for mercy.

But his lips were sealed with a Grade A Spell, completely robbing him of the chance to speak, except for the constant "gurgling" sounds from his throat, he could say nothing.

Those ten seconds felt like an instant to everyone present.

But in the arena, Farrell experienced the longest and most painful nightmare of his life.

"Farrell, you should head back to the prep area."

"Don’t delay the following battles."

At this time.

The referee issued an expulsion order.

It wasn’t just the referee; even other countries around the world disapproved of this bloodline-pride demon race.

In people’s eyes, only animals care about bloodline superiority.

Hearing this, Farrell clenched his teeth in frustration and dejectedly returned to the prep area.

How infuriating!

At this moment, his heart was filled with extreme anger and hatred.

But thinking back on those ten seconds of terror, a relentless horror surged uncontrollably in his heart.

Like Morris, he had no idea how his opponent did it, to be frozen out of the blue.

What’s more important was that his legendary defensive gear had no effect whatsoever!

This made him quite depressed.

But now, he had fallen from level 69 to 63.