Chapter 906

Seeing him come out, Wan Shitong hurriedly asked: "Boss, what was the demon race here for?"

Glancing at him, Chen Ang did not speak.

When Wan Shitong wanted to speak again, Huang Yu pulled him from the side.

"Don't ask yet, just follow the boss first."

Hearing his words, Wan Shitong swallowed his words back and followed quickly behind Chen Ang.

When the three of them passed through the alley, Chen Ang's pace slowed down.

Sensing the change in his pace, Huang Yu then stepped forward and asked: "Boss, what did they want with you? Did they want you to withdraw from the competition?"

"No, they wanted to use the Blue Ice Stone to be on good terms with the beast race."

"What? They brought the Blue Ice Stone?"

"Yes, they said it was to express sincerity, but actually, it was to win over the beast race."

"Then what did the Beast King say? He didn't agree, did he?"

Recalling the words the Beast King said just now, Chen Ang couldn't help but curl the corner of his mouth.

"The Beast King... did not agree, and the words he said didn't leave any room for sentiment."

Hearing his answer, both of them breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

"The demon-race people have always been sinister; the Beast King is so good, he must never be in cahoots with them."

"Yes, yes, yes, the beast race and our human race are friendly races; the demon race better not come near us, just thinking about it is disgusting."

As soon as Wan Shitong said this, both of them were amused by him.

"The Beast King should have already made up his mind; he will handle the subsequent matters. Let's go participate in the competition first."

Taking the two of them through the alley, Chen Ang headed straight for the arena.

At this time, below the arena, Qing Mei had been waiting there for a long time.

Not seeing Chen Ang's figure in the coming and going crowd, she was somewhat anxious for a moment, standing on tiptoe and constantly looking outward, attempting to find Chen Ang.

Seeing Qing Mei's eager appearance, the butterfly-race people couldn't help but tease: "Sect Master Qing Mei, you look too much like a woman waiting for her husband right now, don't you?"

"Yes, and this Chen Ang is also too disrespectful to our Sect Master, isn't he?"

Hearing the teasing of the two, Qing Mei blushed with shyness, but she still glared at them vigorously.

"Don't talk nonsense; Chen Ang and I are just friends."

"Sect Master Qing Mei, your thoughts are almost written on your face. You might be able to hide it from others, but you can't hide it from us."

"That's right, we have always been by your side and know you best. What kind of thoughts you have about Chen Ang, how could we not see it?"

As soon as the two finished speaking, Qing Mei's expression changed somewhat.

Touching her own face, she asked earnestly: "Are my thoughts really all written on my face?"

"Yes, although there are no words, we can see it clearly."

Hearing this answer, Qing Mei suddenly felt a bit afraid.

After touching her face and lowering her head for a long time, she asked in a low voice: "If I really behave so obviously, do you think Chen Ang knows my heart?"

As soon as she asked this, everyone was somewhat speechless and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Having spent so much time together, they could clearly feel that Chen Ang treated them and Qing Mei no differently. In other words, in Chen Ang's eyes, he didn't seem to treat Qing Mei as a woman at all...

Although everyone knew this in their hearts, in front of a woman, they couldn't bear to say the true answer.

In the long silence, Qing Mei's expression slowly changed.

After a long while, she gave a bitter smile.

"Alright, you don't need to be embarrassed. Actually, even if you don't say it, I know that he doesn't like me at all. But that doesn't matter; this was my own wishful thinking from the start, and I was the one willing to dive into it. I can't blame anyone else for this."

Speaking of this, Qing Mei took a deep breath and said softly to them: "In the future, in front of Chen Ang, try not to say those things from just now. He doesn't like me, so naturally, he doesn't like hearing others tease him. I like him with wishful thinking; I am content to be by his side for a while longer. If you really care about me, just bury this matter in your stomachs from now on."

I don't know why, but after hearing these words from Qing Mei, everyone just felt exceptionally heartbroken.

So it turns out that when a woman loves without being loved back, she can be humble to this extent.

When everyone was silent, Chen Ang and the others walked over from afar.

Seeing Qing Mei, Wan Shitong waved at her happily.

Quickly adjusting her mood, Qing Mei also responded.

"Chen Ang, why did you come so late?"

"I was delayed on the road just now. Qing Mei, about the previous matter... thank you."

Hearing Chen Ang's thanks, Qing Mei laughed heartily.

"Chen Ang, don't be so polite with me. Even if I didn't help you, our butterfly race would have stopped here anyway. Since we were going to stop regardless, it's better to give you a hand. Who told us we are friends, don't you think?"

"Yes, we have always been friends."

As soon as Chen Ang said this, although Qing Mei was still smiling, the people of the butterfly race felt somewhat uncomfortable in their hearts, especially when they saw Qing Mei's exaggerated smiling face; they felt even more heartbroken.

At this time, Chen Ang was talking to Qing Mei and didn't see the expressions on their faces at all, but Wan Shitong took in this change completely.

1089 With him, it is just a matter of familiarity

Following the order of the demon race, the final competition officially began.

When Chen Ang entered the arena, the expressions of the other contestants changed.

Everyone had seen his previous performance, and now on this stage, no one wanted to face him! Even if they couldn't get the Blue Ice Stone, they didn't want to face such a terrifying person!

After all, compared to one's life, the Blue Ice Stone is nothing at all!

As the aura fluctuated faintly, Chen Ang also sensed the change in their mentality.

After scanning everyone with his gaze, he began to press forward step by step.

Seeing him approach, everyone retreated repeatedly.

Just as the aura on Chen Ang's hand was about to be released, someone suddenly jumped out and said loudly to the demon race: "I withdraw from the competition! I'm not fighting anymore; I voluntarily withdraw!"

Hearing his words, the people on the stage stopped one after another.

At this time, the demon-race person jumped onto the stage and asked with a frown: "Are you sure you want to withdraw? If you withdraw at this time, you will no longer have the qualification to compete for the Blue Ice Stone."

"I am sure; I am not competing anymore. I withdraw from the competition!"

After receiving a positive answer again, the demon-race person waved his hand and directly took away the token on his body.

Sensing the disappearance of the token, the person hurriedly left without a trace of nostalgia.

After he left, the demon-race person scanned everyone again and asked with a frown: "Does anyone else want to withdraw from the competition?"

Hearing his words, everyone looked at each other, and there was some hesitation in their eyes.

Just at this moment, several more people stepped forward, stating that they did not want to fight Chen Ang and wanted to withdraw directly.

With the previous experience, the demon-race person didn't say much and directly took away their tokens.

More and more people withdrew, and soon, half of the stage was empty.

Looking at the remaining people, the demon-race person asked: "Does anyone else want to withdraw?"

Looking at each other, no one on the stage spoke.

After asking again and still receiving no response, the demon-race person then stepped off the stage.

After he left, the people on the stage instantly entered combat mode.

Standing in the middle, the aura on Chen Ang's hands erupted faintly.

Just as he was choosing a target, someone rushed over from afar.

Sensing the other party's aura, Chen Ang shifted his footsteps and instantly arrived at the right side of the stage.

The visitor was unprepared and chased over directly.

Seeing him chase over without any preparation, Chen Ang gently curled the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that the person was about to reach him, he lifted his right hand upward, and an aura flew out fiercely. Just at this moment, a long blade flew up and landed steadily in his palm.

In the blink of an eye, before the person's footsteps could even stop, Chen Ang's blade had already fiercely pierced his shoulder!

The moment the blood splattered, the person opened his eyes wide.

"You... how did you do that?"

Hearing his question, Chen Ang gently curled the corner of his mouth.

"Nothing else, it is just a matter of familiarity."

After saying this, Chen Ang pulled out the long blade with force.

The moment he withdrew the blade, the aura on the person dissipated, and the entire race was eliminated.