Thus, this one did not attempt to detonate his divine demon core immediately like the previous combatant. Instead, he wielded eight heavy swords, cautiously eyeing Lan Xuanyu. Behind him, his dual wings spread wide as destructive power surged, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike.
Lan Xuanyu remained standing at the center of the arena, his eyes closed, as if entirely unaware that the time for the next match had come. In his right hand, he still gripped the Ice Demon Dragon Spear, the weapon faintly radiating a flickering glow.
Time passed second by second. The eight-armed demon carefully circled Lan Xuanyu on the outer edge, looking for a moment to attack. Yet, in his eyes, Lan Xuanyu's entire body appeared filled with vulnerabilities, as though every position was open to attack. The more this seemed the case, the more he felt paralyzed, unable to make a move.
