Yanlu Rou massaged her temples. She knew that if even if the friendship between the Su and Rou would be maintained, there would be an underlying hostility. After all, as a celestial family, they wouldn't be willing to swallow this down like something never happened. Furthermore, she very much knew the old ancestors of the Su family, so she was aware that a headache was coming on their way. Of course, if they survive this calamity, that is.

After the little extra scenario was done, the emperor looked at the devil who was having a number '3' on his forehead. He was a bulky figure with a large sword on his back. He looked so arrogant as if everything was below him and even heavens wouldn't dare to look him in the eyes, by his delusion.

"Suro, it's your turn." The emperor called out his name and said, "Don't disappoint me like what Maymar did."

"Your Majesty, please be at ease. I'm not like him, an idiot who pursued archery without a hitch." Suro smiled and spoke very polite, "I will bring you the honor of a victory against whoever I face with."

The emperor didn't comment on this. He was looking forward of who would the Rou family send out right now. But, in his mind, he had already had a rough choice they would make.

Next, Suro entered the arena. And after which, he was followed by Fan Rou.

Indeed, the emperor was right. It would be Fan Rou against his third true devil. Both have mastered the heavy sword wielding, and it was the best match pick in all senses.

Inside the arena, Soru and Fan Rou were staring at each other like they were seizing up each other. Soru's gaze was more invading while Fan Rou's gaze was calm like a sea.

"Former Celestial King Fan Rou, I have heard of your achievements. I wonder, how powerful you are?" Soru's tone was provoking and he was seriously picking a fight without further ado. Compared to the previous ones, he was very straightforward and didn't filter anything.

"Who knows?" Fan Rou answered nonchalantly as if the question didn't matter at all. Indeed, he didn't care at all. This devil was going to die soon anyways. So what's the point of wasting his breath?

"You're so cocky. Just because you became an overlord in the past, you think so full of yourself." Soru was incensed, seeing that Fan Rou wasn't showing any expression he expected.

Fan Rou looked at him like an idiot. Look who's talking, who's being cocky here? But he chose to ignore the comment once again.

"You..." Soru was more angered. However, upon thinking, he suddenly realized something and smirked, "I see, you are scared, aren't you? That's okay. It's normal for—"

He wasn't able to finish his sentence as he was thrown away like a kite lost its strings during flight. However, due to his fast reflexes, he managed to stop midway in order not to bump on the wall.

Fan Rou just swung his heavy sword casually and talked, "You talk too much for a guy. Do you perhaps swing that way?"

He was talking about the other sexuality besides men and women.

"You dared to insult me, bastard!" Soru immediately gathered his bearing and weight and dashed towards Fan Rou. He was already using all his might, meaning he was going all out right off the bat.

"Bang! Bang! Clang! Clang!" Powerful and heavy arcs clashed around as two swords swung and clashed with each other. It created dangerous and violent fluctuations to the void and affected the entire domain of this place. In fact, for a second, the universal law had lost its connection from it!

The emperor's eyes flashed with something as he saw that. As someone at the peak level, he had seen that very clearly. Not just him, even Yanlu Rou and Lao Rou had seen that, too.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Fan Rou and Soru didn't stop giving each other hard blows one after another. The fight had gone for a full two minutes, but yet they were still evenly matched.

Of course, it's just a matter of time before everything being shown.

"Activate!" Fan Rou shouted and his red heavy sword set fire ablaze. It was a fire that could turn everything into ashes.

"Boom! Boom!" Now, Fan Rou's attack increased dramatically and made Soru step back a few times.

"Hah!" Soru's muscles bulged as he increased his attack above his limit. He knew that his opponent would be tough. But of course, he came prepared. He might be shortfused and arrogant, but he didn't dare to underestimate his opponent. Especially of Fan Rou's caliber.

Then, jet-black flames appeared out of his black heavy sword. It clashed with the fire blazing and they tried to devour each other.

"Break!" Fan Rou stepped back for a split second, and charge momentum for another swing. It was horizontal with Soru's waist being the target.

"Clang!" However, no matter how fast Fan Rou did it, Soru's fast reflexes were up to his speed and still blocked it.

"Trying to pull a fast one? Not a chance." The devil smirked sinisterly and swung back his heavy sword. But the enemy had already backed off so it was useless. He snorted and looked at Fan Rou with disdain, "Running away now?"

"Running away and retreating are two different things." Fan Rou smiled and said, "It's a strategical retreat that only those smart enough can do."

"Are you implying that I'm not smart enough?" Soru's expression was dark and livid.

"Oh, are you?" Fan Rou laughed a bit and insulted the devil. He didn't know why but he was enjoying the current expression the enemy right now.

"You're seeking death!" Soru was infuriated and immediately initiated the attack and shouted, "Since you want to die that badly, I would be a sinner if I don't give your wish!"

This attack had carried an almost full might of his black sword and dao. So, the power was more than terrifying than the previous.