Lin Yuan lay motionless under the tree, beneath him was a large pool of blood.
Looking at the faintly breathing Lin Yuan, the Demon Lord was beyond pleased.
"Lin Yuan! Lin Yuan, I admit you're quite a fighter."
"But, what's the use of being able to fight?"
"Now, you're still going to die by my hands," the Demon Lord said as he walked towards Lin Yuan, who was lying in the pool of blood.
To be honest, this battle at the Returning Ruins Arena, Lin Yuan's combat strength had far exceeded the Demon Lord's expectations.
The Demon Lord never imagined that Lin Yuan would be so formidable.
Even though both were at Tier Two Peak, he, the mighty Demon Lord, was unexpectedly no match for Lin Yuan.
Almost ended up capsizing in the ditch!
However, in the end, Lin Yuan was still too naive.
He had taken a good lesson from him.
"Clap, clap!"
The Demon Lord walked over, slapped Lin Yuan's face, and lectured, "Lin Yuan, you must know, not everything can be solved by direct combat power."
