Chapter 1481: Sleepy
Peerless Medicine God · 第1481章 困了
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Nazi and Ye Yuan moved swiftly, their speed reaching the extreme.
You Nie watched, dazzled, feeling that only afterimages remained, making him dizzy.
You Nie was a true profligate; though he was a second-order peak demon general, his strength was far inferior.
His eyesight simply could not keep up with their speed.
Nazi wore two claws on his wrists, unleashing hundreds of strikes in the blink of an eye.
But each time, they merely brushed past Ye Yuan.
Each time, it was just a little short.
The claws grabbed around Ye Yuan but could not touch him, driving Nazi mad.
"Damn it, if you've got the guts, fight back! Dodging and weaving, what kind of skill is that?"
Nazi's roar echoed across the training ground.
"You said it." Ye Yuan moved swiftly, speaking calmly.
"Nonsense, of course I said it! If you've got the guts, fight head-on! Are you just going to hide, you pretty boy?" Nazi bellowed.
"Pfft!"
A sharp sword pierced straight through Nazi's head, shredding his demon soul.
His roar came to an abrupt halt.
"The moment I strike, you die." Looking at Nazi's corpse, Ye Yuan said helplessly.
"Fool! You threw hundreds of moves and couldn't even touch his clothes, yet you still didn't realize the gap, and you wanted him to strike! You were asking for death!" You Dan snorted coldly.
You Nie stammered, "Wh-what happened?"
In his eyes, Nazi had been suppressing Ye Yuan.
How did he suddenly vanish?
Kasin's face darkened, a strange glint flashing in his eyes; he snorted coldly but remained silent.
Li Ji's gaze sharpened, a hint of intoxication flashing in her eyes.
Every move Ye Yuan made was incredibly handsome.
Good-looking and so strong—there was nothing to fault!
She hadn't expected Ye Yuan to be this powerful.
It seemed that when he killed that Langge, Ye Yuan hadn't used his full strength.
"This kid is really strong! It seems we all underestimated him!"
"I thought he was the weakest of the three, but he's actually the strongest!"
"And he's only a two-star mid-stage demon general—unbelievable!"
"Hey... what's he doing?"
...
Amid the crowd's exclamations, Ye Yuan, holding his sword, leisurely retreated to the edge of the field and, finding a corner, went to sleep.
Locke and Peran were locked in a bitter struggle but already knew Ye Yuan had won.
They had thought Ye Yuan would help, but a glance showed him sleeping, infuriating them.
"Kid, come help!"
"Hey, Yuanye, don't you want those treasures?"
Both shouted urgently, but the only response was Ye Yuan's snoring.
Was he really asleep?
He must be faking it!
Didn't he understand the importance of the bigger picture?
Even if there were grudges, they should settle them after defeating the opponent!
The remaining two from You Nie's side had expected Ye Yuan to come help.
Instead, he was over there snoring away!
Such unexpected happiness left them at a loss.
Internal strife—how wonderful!
Naturally, they wouldn't be foolish enough to provoke Ye Yuan now; they wanted to finish off the other two quickly.
That way, with two against one, they'd surely win.
So they fought with increasing ferocity, throwing Locke and Peran into disarray.
Fortunately, Locke and Peran had some skill; after a hard fight, both narrowly won.
The first round—they had scraped through!
As soon as it ended, Locke exploded, storming over to Ye Yuan and scolding, "Kid, what do you mean? We could have finished them quickly, but you were here snoring!"
Ye Yuan opened his eyes sleepily, dazed, "Huh? It's over? Sorry, I slept too late last night, got sleepy."
"Pfft..."
Everyone burst into laughter; that excuse... was too lame.
A two-star demon general could go ten years without sleep, yet Ye Yuan claimed he was sleepy.
Locke's already fierce face twisted almost out of shape.
"You!" Locke was nearly mad.
Ye Yuan stood up, yawned, and looked as if he hadn't had enough, "Eh? No one came for me—did we win? Hmm... you two seniors are truly strong, Yuanye admires you! I'll rely on you for the battles ahead."
With that, Ye Yuan cupped his hands in a humble gesture, nearly making the two spit blood.
Ye Yuan's goofy antics had Li Ji shaking with laughter.
Demon men were all rough and bold, quick to fight and kill—how many were as witty and humorous as Ye Yuan?
Handsome, young, strong, and funny!
Such a man was fatally attractive to demon women.
Not just Li Ji, but Lian Hua also looked at Ye Yuan with intoxicated eyes.
After the farce, it was the other groups' turn to compete.
As expected, Kasin's group was very strong, defeating their opponents effortlessly.
You Dan's group also beat Lian Hua's group, securing a spot in the top four.
Fan Yu's group defeated a Mo family group, also earning a top-four spot.
Thus, the Fan family occupied two spots, while the Mo family was eliminated outright.
By the draw, the Fan siblings ended up in the same group.
Li Ji said smugly, "Brother, didn't you say my people were no good? Now we siblings face off!"
Fan Yu was also greatly surprised by Ye Yuan's strength.
He realized he might have misjudged his sister.
This Yuanye had not only looks but also real skill!
The idea of rising through male charm probably didn't hold.
"Heh, then let's us siblings have a contest! I'll warn you, they won't go easy. These treasures are too tempting; even if I told them to, they wouldn't hold back." Fan Yu laughed.
Li Ji smiled, "I won't hold back either!"
This round, Kasin's group and You Dan's group went first. After a fierce battle, Kasin's group emerged victorious.
Such battles tested the balance of strength among the three.
Clearly, the three in Kasin's group were terrifyingly steady.
The city lord's mansion had an advantage the other three families couldn't match.
During the other group's fight, Peran pulled Locke aside and whispered, "This round, if he dares to sleep again, we'll just forfeit! That kid screwed us over, so this time we'll screw him! Those three from Fan Ning's group are no pushovers; we can't win anyway. If the kid plays along, we might still have a chance."
Locke nodded, "Alright, let's do it!"