Chapter 396: A Ninth-Tier Weapon? I Have One Too!

Zhou Yuanqing gave a bitter laugh.

He could no longer see through Su Yu.

In his eyes, Su Yu's strength had always been like a mystery.

It was so during the Academy Grand Competition, and it remained so now in the Myriad Races Grand Competition.

During the Academy Grand Competition, because of the Myriad Races' invasion, he had never been able to cross hands with Su Yu.

Perhaps at that time, he still thought Su Yu was nothing special.

But now....

Watching Su Yu single-handedly wipe out six geniuses of the Demon Race, his view of Su Yu had also undergone a clear change.

Xiang Shaoyun scratched the back of his head and said casually.

"This guy has always been like this. Ever since I returned to Qianlong Academy, I've never once seen him go all out."

"It's as if no one can force out his full power!"

Xiang Shaoyun's words made quite a few Daxia geniuses' expressions shift slightly, and the looks in their eyes toward Su Yu once again became somewhat complicated.

He still hadn't gone all out.

Zhou Yuanqing took a deep look at Su Yu standing on the plaza and sighed.

"It seems that after today, the title of the Human Race's foremost genius should change hands!"

The other geniuses also felt the same way.

On the plaza, Su Yu looked calmly toward the Demon Race's room and spoke.

"Next!"

Within that calm and simple voice was hidden an extremely arrogant emotion.

This made quite a few Myriad Races Titled Kings furrow their brows slightly, clearly somewhat displeased.

But the strength Su Yu had displayed was, after all, extremely terrifying.

Inside the Demon Race's room.

The Demon Race youth slowly rose to his feet, killing intent surfacing in his eyes.

"Arrogant!"

The youth gave a low shout, and with a flicker of his figure, he appeared on the plaza.

Violent power erupted continuously from his body.

"Su Yu, do you truly think my Demon Race has no one left!"

The youth took a step forward, and at the center of his brow, nine demon lotuses flickered with an eerie radiance.

Red and black, two different colors, interweaved and flickered.

Even more terrifying fluctuations erupted abruptly from within the youth's body.

"Hiss, it's actually Mo Jie. Isn't this guy a disciple of the Demon Emperor!"

Among the Human Race Titled Kings, someone cried out in alarm, clearly recognizing Mo Jie's identity.

"Now Su Yu might be in some trouble. Nine demon lotuses... truly worthy of being the Demon Emperor's disciple!"

Among the Human Race Titled Kings, someone sighed.

Meanwhile, on the Myriad Races Titled Kings' side, someone burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, Mo Jie is finally out! Although he's only at the Great Sun Grand Master realm, Mo Jie has already touched upon the power of heaven and earth and condensed nine demon lotuses!"

"Hmph! Mo Jie is out. It's about time this damned Human Race junior was defeated!"

The Myriad Races Titled Kings spoke up one after another.

"Although he has condensed nine demon lotuses, Mo Jie's ninth demon lotuse is somewhat illusory. But even so, Mo Jie's strength is comparable to some invincible Grand Masters of the Human Race!"

A Titled King of the Tiger Race said with a smile.

Earlier, the Demon Race had been suppressed and beaten by Su Yu alone, making these Myriad Races Titled Kings unable to bear watching any longer.

Although the Heavenly Demon King had fallen, the Demon Race was still a top-tier race.

And the relationship between the Myriad Races and the Three Races had always been extremely good, so when they saw Mo Jie appear.

They couldn't help but reveal a trace of a smile.

It was as if, as long as Mo Jie made his move, Su Yu would be defeated.

Su Yu's ear twitched slightly.

The conversation of these Myriad Races Titled Kings was not concealed at all, and Su Yu heard it.

Su Yu's brow rose slightly, and he looked at Mo Jie before him with surprise.

"An invincible Grand Master, huh..."

"Interesting!"

The corners of Su Yu's mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes as he looked at Mo Jie were filled with fervor.

At the same time.

The Divine Race.

The Young Prince looked calmly at the plaza and smiled faintly.

"I didn't expect that this Human Race genius could actually force out Mo Jie. Interesting!"

After saying that, he stretched his back.

"However, this guy Mo Jie is no simple matter. With him making a move, even I would be somewhat wary."

"This battle is about time to end. The Human Race cannot enter the top three!"

The Young Prince spoke casually, as if he had already put a period to this battle.

Immortal Race.

The Immortal Princess's beautiful eyes shimmered, a faint aura of immortals swirling around her.

She covered her mouth and giggled.

"Heh heh heh, big brother Mo Jie has entered the stage; this Human Race's Heavenly Pride is finished!"

Each of her frowns and smiles elicited wave after wave of cheers from the surrounding Immortal Heavenly Pride.

Above the plaza.

Mo Jie's body erupted with a powerful surge, as if a Torrent roiled within him, constantly exploding.

Boom—boom—boom!!

A rumble sounded, and Mo Jie suddenly leapt a step forward, a phantom of a demon god slowly materializing behind him.

In his hand, Mo Jie produced a massive scarlet spear.

On the spear, mottled light shimmered.

"Hiss—it's a 9th‑grade weapon, the Heavenly Demon Evil Spear; the Demon Emperor actually gave this to Mo Jie!"

The moment the spear appeared, gasps rang out among the King-Conferred Strong Ones of all races.

Even a King-Conferred Strong One might not possess a 9th‑grade weapon!

Yet in Mo Jie's hand there was another 9th‑grade weapon.

Moreover, Mo Jie's cultivation rivals that of an Invincible Grand Master; instantly, the Human Race's King-Conferred Strong Ones looked displeased.

The Martial King's brows knit tightly as he murmured.

"Now this is trouble—Invincible Grand Master level plus a 9th‑grade weapon; that kid Su Yu might finally have a worthy opponent!"

Having said that, the Martial King's gaze fell upon the Slay Dragon King.

However, to the Martial King's surprise, the Slay Dragon King remained utterly calm.

Even with Mo Jie wielding a 9th‑grade weapon, he showed no worry.

The Martial King's brows twitched slightly as he redirected his gaze to Su Yu.

"Could Su Yu also have a trump card?"

The Martial King took a deep breath, suddenly becoming serious.

Mo Jie, brandishing the Heavenly Demon Evil Spear, exuded an overwhelmingly terrifying aura.

He resembled a true heavenly demon born from the depths of the Nine Abyss.

He stared fixedly at Su Yu, growling low.

"Su Yu, today is the day of your death!"

In the next instant, Mo Jie's body surged forward violently; as the spear swung, endless demonic aura burst forth from the Heavenly Demon Evil Spear.

The boundless demonic aura seemed to form a black river, spanning the heavens and earth.

The spear lunged at Su Yu, intent on annihilating him completely.

But at that moment, Su Yu finally moved.

From Su Yu's hand, the Blood God Blade slowly materialized, a slash released.

Carrying a ferocious force, it bluntly blocked Mo Jie's Heavenly Demon Evil Spear.

"A 9th‑grade weapon—like nobody else has one!"

Su Yu's calm voice rang out.