Chapter 928 (2/2)

The ghostly figure of the Black Iron Demonic Monkey appeared in the place where Lord Hongya had stood. It gave a shrill laugh, and in a flash, it disappeared again into black light.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the next few minutes, Lord Hongya plunged directly into the most humiliating situation. Facing the Black Iron Demonic Monkey’s lightning speed, Lord Hongya was completely at a disadvantage. He was covered with bruises, and blood enveloped his whole body.

Everyone had lost hope upon seeing this.

However, amid all the bitter smiles and disappointment, a glint flashed in Mandela’s golden eyes as she stared at the battle. With her terrifying power, she had perceived that although Lord Hongya seemed to be in an extremely embarrassing situation and was seemingly wounded all over, these were not fatal injuries, as he was adept at defense.

Moreover, Mandela could vaguely sense that there seemed to be a raging spiritual energy gathering in Lord Hongya’s body, even though he seemed to be suffering a beatdown.

On the surface, Lord Hongya seemed to have no power to fight back, but he was secretly biding his time. His patient forbearance was extraordinary.

Boom!

Another heavy blow. Lord Hongya’s figure staggered back a dozen feet before he could recover. An ominous aura surged at his face, and a malicious monkey face emerged right in front of him.

As the cold light flashed, the Black Iron Demonic Monkey’s sharp, sword-like claws reached out directly toward Lord Hongya’s chest.

Lord Hongya raised his arm hurriedly and blocked the attack.

Spurt.

The Black Iron Demonic Monkey’s claws were like sword blades that pierced into Lord Hongya’s arm. Blood gushed out and spattered.

However, when the Black Iron Demonic Monkey sank its claws into Lord Hongya’s flesh, his face, which had blood streaming down it, finally showed a ferocious smirk.

On his other palm, horrifying spiritual energy gathered in a frenzy. In an instant, a mountain the size of a palm condensed in Lord Hongya’s hand.

The exquisitely ingenious size that Lord Hongya compacted his spiritual energy into emanated fearful waves, and as a result, the space became turbulent.

“Filthy animal, it’s my turn now!”

Lord Hongya smiled eerily, throwing a punch like a bolt of lightning at the Black Iron Demonic Monkey’s head.

Chatter!

Sensing the horror of the attack, the Black Iron Demonic Monkey was also in a hurry to evade, but at this point, it realized that it could not retract its claws. Lord Hongya’s flesh on his arm seemed to wriggle, squeezing the monkey’s claws into the flesh and blood directly.

The ghostly speed of the Black Iron Demonic Monkey was constrained.

Boom!

In this crucial moment, Lord Hongya’s mountain-like iron fist had been whistling, and it did not hesitate to brutally bombard the Black Iron Demonic Monkey’s head. With a spurt, the monkey’s head exploded suddenly like a watermelon that had burst open.

The Black Iron Demonic Monkey’s body staggered as it fell to the ground, and eventually turned into spots of light and scattered, pouring into Lord Hongya’s body.

Outside the battle stage, all the lords stared at the twist of events, utterly shell-shocked. Even Mu Chen was astonished, as no one realized that the seemingly humiliated Lord Hongya was biding his time until the last moment before striking the Black Iron Demonic Monkey in such a ferocious manner.

On the battle stage, after Lord Hongya had absorbed the spiritual essence, he stumbled down the platform. Mandela stretched out her small hand, and her spiritual energy transformed into a ribbon to help him down.

Obviously, even with his superb defense, Lord Hongya had reached his limit after being attacked wildly by the Black Iron Demonic Monkey.

“Fortunately, I have not let you down.”

Lord Hongya grinned, albeit with difficulty.

“It’s been hard on you,” Mandela stated softly. The victory was apparently unexpected by all of them, but thanks to Lord Hongya’s luck, the Black Iron Demon Monkey’s advantage was speed, but its attack power was weak. If it had been any of the previous beasts, Lord Hongya would have been utterly defeated.

“Let’s end this game. I’ll break through the gate next.” There was a chill in Mandela’s golden eyes. The game of watching her subordinates struggle desperately in front of her while she did nothing had begun to enrage her.

Even if it would really result in great consumption of her spiritual energy, she must shatter the bronze gate today!

Mandela took a step forward. A fearful power of spiritual energy gathered quickly in the palm of her hand.

However, just as she was about to make a move, a figure flashed, and then a hand seized her arm and stopped her spiritual energy from gathering.

Mandela lifted her head and saw Mu Chen’s young face.

“Dominator… as the ruler of Daluo Territory, you cannot deprive me of the right to play.” Mu Chen smiled, knowing that Mandela did not want him to fight a fruitless battle but at this juncture, as a lord of Daluo Territory, it was obviously impossible for him to be a coward and retreat.

“You…” Mandela looked into Mu Chen’s eyes. His eyes were still bright, as determination surged in them. His eyes let her understand that the fact that he could come to this point after such a long journey had not depended on escaping and avoiding challenges.

Mandela’s small hand slowly lowered. At last she nodded softly and said, “Be careful. If you lose, retreat.”

Mu Chen smiled and nodded, and as soon as his figure moved, he rushed straight up to the battle stage, and then he looked sharply at the ancient stone pillar. He stood tall and straight, like a Divine Spear that had emerged out of its sheath, a mighty aura soaring into the sky.

In this final battle, let me see how terrifying these supposed ten ferocious beasts are, then!