Chapter 17

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Song Chenxing stretched out his hand, and the demon laughed out loud. Other than the slightly different appearance, there was nothing different between the two.

“Today, you will die under my hands!” The demon had a savage look on its face. Its burly figure seemed to prove that they won out in the strength aspect.

“It’s all thanks to the previous exchange that I was able to meticulously raise my cultivation to the Postnatal realm. Today, I want to learn more from you.”

As soon as the voice sounded, Song Chenxing charged forward at an extremely fast speed. It was hard to distinguish his blurred figure between what was real and what was an illusion.

From the first day Zhuo Bufan came here, he already knew that Song Chenxing was going to attempt to step into the Postnatal Realm. Today, he could finally truly see what the Postnatal Realm looked like.

“What the hell is the Postnatal realm? Is it just about speed?”

Zhuo Bufan’s pair of eyes stared fixedly at the arena, not daring to shift away at all.

“The Postnatal realm is actually a Daoist concept. Although we can observe what’s happening in the arena now, the two aren’t at the same level.”

Zhuo Bufan worked his brain to carefully analyze what Tripitaka said. He roughly understood what it meant.

“So, we won’t be able to see those at the Postnatal realm in normal circumstances, and can only be able to do so in the arena?”

Tripitaka grunted in assent before reminding Zhuo Bufan that the show was about to begin.

Song Chenxing found a position and stopped moving. This let his opponent think that it was a good opportunity to attack.

“What’s going on? The movement of the demon seems to have slowed down a lot.”

“Big Boss Song has already entered the Postnatal realm and can change everything in the barrier at will. He’s really amazing.”

Anasu’s words instantly allowed Zhuo Bufan to understand just how impressive Song Chenxing was.

Although the speed of the demon had slowed down, the distance between the two was still shortening. If Song Chenxing did not find a way to leave his current position, there was still a chance that he would be accidentally injured.

“Don’t worry. Although this poor monk hasn’t entered the Postnatal realm, I know that Benefactor Song will definitely win.”

Usually, whenever Tripitaka spoke, Zhuo Bufan would feel like there was a nagging old man beside him. No wonder Great Sage Sun would have a headache.

However, his current words were akin to soothing balm, calming down the worry in his heart.

In the arena, the demon suddenly pulled out a sharp blade, throwing it in Song Chenxing’s direction. In a normal scenario, this blade would definitely land on the latter’s head.

But the strange thing was that this blade actually rounded a corner. The moment it flew out, it actually turned 180 degrees to fly back towards the direction of the Demon.

Seeing this, the demon’s eyes instantly widened, and it hurriedly tried to use its arms to block it, but the blade was sharp, and it still caused flesh to split open and blood to spray out.

At this moment, Song Chenxing opened his eyes. His hands were moving in the air, but it was unknown what he was doing. However, when the demon recovered from its self-inflicted injury, it started to panic for no reason.

“Haha, Big Boss must have used his Postnatal realm to put the demon into an illusion. It is lost!”

After listening to Tripitaka’s explanation, Zhuo Bufan wished for nothing more than to directly jump into the ring to personally experience the might of the Postnatal Realm.

However, this was impossible.

In the end, he could only watch helplessly as the demon ran around like a headless fly. Finally, he missed his footing and fell out of the ring.

After the outcome of the battle was revealed, Song Chenxing moved away from his position and faced the demon who had fallen out of the arena. He said, “Evil will bring about its own destruction. As long as the human race has me, no demon can hurt any of us.”

Obviously, the Demon Race was very dissatisfied with the final result, but a loss was a loss, and there was no chance to come back.

“All of us demons have participated in the arena, with the goal of killing the humans. After the arena ends and the portal opens, you humans had better obediently wait for us to kill you.”

Song Chenxing ignored the demon’s words and directly teleported out of the arena.

Zhuo Bufan discovered that this time, Big Boss Song did not return to the territory, but came to the spectator area.

“Anasu, the demons have already joined the battle. You have to be careful.”

Only at this time did Zhuo Bufan realize that Anasu was feeling nervous. It was no wonder that she did not say much just now.

“Why don’t I just admit defeat? My Goddess’ Faulds can only defend against attacks and not counterattack.”

When Zhuo Bufan heard that, he immediately opened his backpack and took out all the things that he had not binded to.

“Sister Anasu, see if there’s anything you can use here.”

It was a mess. There were weapons and protective measures. In the end, Anasu chose a bow and arrow from the middle.

“Let’s use that. My luck isn’t usually that bad.”

Zhuo Bufan’s heart had been hanging by a thread as he watched Anasu go on stage with his own eyes. If she were to encounter the Demon Race, she would only either admit defeat and withdraw from the competition or be killed.

Fortunately, the opponent they matched up against in the end was not a demon. This made everyone heave a sigh of relief.

“Big Boss Song, where exactly did the demon race originate from?”

After confirming that Anasu was not dealing with the Demon Race this time, Zhuo Bufan’s worry was not that intense. He could use this opportunity to inquire about the Demon Race.

If they bumped into each other on stage later, he would not be completely clueless.

“On the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield we mutually reinforce and counteract each other. Other than the demons, the other races are our prey. Killing them will increase our abilities, and there are also races that are our mounts.”

Zhuo Bufan was in a daze as he listened. He did not even notice that the battle on Anasu’s side had already ended.

“Does that mean our real opponents are only the demons?”

“The demons have never been interested in this kind of arena battles. They prefer it when the portal is wide open so that they can hunt freely. You must not have read the history of the Ten Thousand Races.”

The moment Tripitaka opened his mouth, Zhuo Bufan looked embarrassed.

“What does it say?”

“A long time ago, a major massacre occurred in the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield. The humans suffered the most at that time.”

“Then why did the demons choose the group arena this time? This is too unusual.”

“Perhaps it’s because of your appearance that the demons are behaving abnormally.”

Zhuo Bufan’s brain had yet to wrap around this fact. Luckily, Aika had pointed out this key point before he went on stage.

“Looks like it’s because you managed to perform a synthesis of the Ice Fire Magestaff. This is a great supplement for the Demon Race!”

“It’s not just the demons. You’re already the most special existence to the other races.”

When Zhuo Bufan finished listening, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He really did not think that he was actually so special.

Soon, Aika also finished her arena battle. Compared to yesterday’s difficulty, it was much easier today. Her agility and continuous changing positions had left her opponent unable to find their bearings.

Not to mention seizing the opportunity to attack.

“Amitabha, it’s finally my turn!”

Zhuo Bufan also imitated Tripitaka’s movements, one hand held vertically in front of him.

Although the Tripitaka mentioned in Journey to the West was very useless, the namesake in this place was really very impressive. Just by chanting the scriptures, he could already make his opponent become a Buddha on the spot.

“Well, wish me luck. As long as I don’t encounter any demons, any other race will do!”

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Finally, it came to his own turn to enter the arena battle. A wave of nervousness struck Zhuo Bufan like a tsunami..