Chapter 289: A Draw

Facing Meng Yifan's Black and White Grinding Disc, Hu Dameng also felt the threat; he circulated the thick Demon Power within his body, his left wing suffused with Wind Element Spirit Power, and his right wing suffused with Thunder Element Spirit Power.

Wind and Thunder surged, the two different types of Spirit Power merging into one and blending into Hu Dameng's blood-red maw.

"Roar!" Hu Dameng let out a long howl toward the sky, and a massive tiger mouth over a hundred meters in length and width appeared in the sky; this was the Devouring Prototype of the Fifth Grade Divine Ability he had comprehended.

The great mouth devours the heavens, capable of swallowing all things in the world.

"Rotate!" Meng Yifan shouted, and the Black and White Grinding Disc spun at high speed, wanting to grind the giant tiger mouth in the sky into nothingness.

Yet the giant tiger mouth in the sky continued to grow rapidly, wanting to swallow the entire Black and White Grinding Disc in one bite.

Both the Fifth Grade Divine Ability prototypes unleashed by Meng Yifan and Hu Dameng were abilities that should not have been mastered at the Fourth Grade realm.

It can only be said that both of them were exceptionally gifted and had encountered extraordinary opportunities.

Meng Yifan and Hu Dameng engaged in battle; at the same time, Meng Shuangdao fought She Qingqing, Lang Jiao fought Zhu Meimei, both sides were Fourth-grade Experts, and Third-grade Experts like Kong Sanqiang and Shen Dahu also clashed with the charging elite Demon Race squad.

Both sides matched soldier against soldier and general against general, fighting in pairs, locked in an inextricable struggle.

She Qingqing was a Level 4 High Grade Demon Beast, while Meng Shuangdao was only a Fourth Grade Lower Tier Zombie; the gap in strength between the two was very large.

However, Meng Shuangdao's Black and Red Fire Domain was very miraculous, and in terms of intensity, it was no worse than an average Fourth Grade Middle Tier domain.

Furthermore, the Taiji Saber Technique that Meng Shuangdao unleashed was best at Four Ounces Deflects a Thousand Catties; although completely suppressed, he was still able to hold out for a while.

On the other side, Zhu Meimei had an ugly expression; she and Lang Jiao had once been best friends, and she never imagined that one day they would be fighting to the death.

"Meimei, surrender. Only by following the Master can you reach the peak of cultivation," Lang Jiao advised.

"Sigh, Jiaojiao, I don't blame you. I know you are controlled by Meng Yifan's Divine Soul Method. When Lord Lang Batian comes tomorrow, he will find a way to break your Master-Servant Contract. By then, you will know how foolish your current actions are."

Zhu Meimei did not want to, nor did she dare to, kill Lang Jiao, so their battle looked dazzling, but in reality, Zhu Meimei had been going easy on Lang Jiao the whole time.

"Boom—!" The Black and White Grinding Disc and the Devouring tiger mouth collided in the sky, erupting with an earth-shattering roar; the two sides were actually deadlocked, fighting to a draw.

This left Hu Dameng very shocked; he remembered that when he first met Meng Yifan, he was only Fourth Grade Middle Tier. How could his cultivation have risen to Fourth Grade High Rank in less than a day, and he had even comprehended a Divine Ability prototype? This was too monstrous.

If Hu Dameng knew that Meng Yifan was only Fourth Grade Lower Tier when he fought Lang Jiao, Hu Dameng would have been shocked to the point of dropping his jaw.

Hu Dameng vibrated his wind and thunder wings, his body speed instantly soaring to supersonic speeds of over 500 meters per second.

Meng Yifan did not show weakness either; he mobilized his True Qi and unleashed Lingbo Microsteps, and with a *whoosh*, his speed also soared to over 500 meters per second.

Both Hu Dameng's and Meng Yifan's bodies were moving at high speed, leaving trails of afterimages in the sky; even a Second Grade Martial Artist could not see clearly where they were moving.

The moment their figures crossed, the Ghost Head Blade and Hu Dameng's tiger claws collided, sending sparks flying and causing the air to ripple with waves.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" The dense sound of collisions echoed through the sky.

In the time of a single breath, Meng Yifan and Hu Dameng collided fifteen times, and the two sides actually fought to a draw again; neither gained any advantage.

Hu Dameng's expression was grave, knowing that with his own strength, he could not completely defeat Meng Yifan in a short time.

Fighting any longer would be a mutually destructive tactic; Hu Dameng felt there was no need to risk his life against Meng Yifan right now. Lang Batian would arrive tomorrow morning, and such a formidable opponent as Meng Yifan should be left for Lang Batian to deal with.

"Clang!" Hu Dameng collided with Meng Yifan one more time, then, using the force of the collision, his body swayed and he retreated over a hundred meters, saying: "No more fighting. Let's leave it at this for now; we shall fight again next time."

Meng Yifan also put away his Ghost Head Blade; he did not want to fight Hu Dameng either. What he urgently needed now was to obtain a large amount of Experience Value and then go through the Thunder Tribulation to upgrade to the Fifth Grade realm.

Only then could he deal with the Level 5 Demon Beast Lang Batian, so fighting to the death with Hu Dameng now was not a wise move.

Hu Dameng and Meng Yifan each withdrew their Divine Ability prototypes, and both sides ceased fighting; those experts who had been fighting in pairs also broke off their entanglements, and the Demon Race experts and human experts separated.

"Meng Yifan, you are a human powerhouse, and a powerhouse should have the dignity of a powerhouse. I hope you will not sneak attack our Demon Race again," Hu Dameng said solemnly.

"Hmph! How I do things doesn't need to be taught by a stinking tiger like you," Meng Yifan said dismissively. "In battle, one uses every means possible; any method can be used. I am determined to fight your Demon Race to the end."

"If you want to fight, then continue fighting me; at worst, we will perish together. If you don't want to fight, then get lost."

Hu Dameng's expression was very ugly; in his memory, human Fourth-grade Experts were all very graceful and basically disdained doing shameful things like the big bullying the small or the strong oppressing the weak.

Hu Dameng had never seen such a despicable and shameless person as Meng Yifan.

Given Hu Dameng's hot temper, he really wanted to disregard everything, start an all-out war, and fight Meng Yifan to the death.

However, thinking that Lang Batian would arrive tomorrow, Hu Dameng suppressed the anger in his heart and decided to endure for another half-night.

"Hmph! You just wait." Hu Dameng threw out a harsh threat, then turned and left with the elite Demon Race.

"Roar!" Following a loud roar from Hu Dameng, the army of over a hundred thousand Demon Race members indignantly broke camp overnight and retreated another ten miles.

"Victory! Victory! Victory!" Zhang Shagen and the others shouted loudly, and the soldiers standing by in Luolong County also shouted along.

Immediately after, the common people of the whole city learned that the Demon Race army had retreated ten miles in defeat, and they also shouted in unison.

The sound of humans shouting for victory could be clearly heard by the Demon Race army over ten miles away, which dealt an even heavier blow to the morale of the Demon Race army.

The Demon Race army had rampaged across the entire Dongchuan Prefecture, always capturing cities and seizing territories, never failing; humans were just their food, and they had never fought so indignantly.

For a time, the experts among the Demon Race requested to fight, demanding to launch a decisive battle with Luolong County right now, sparing no cost to defend the dignity of the Demon Race.

Even if the casualties were heavy, they had to let the humans know that they were just weak ants who should kneel and offer their most delicious tributes upon seeing the Demon Race.

Hu Dameng kicked a Level 3 High Grade pig demon away with one leg and roared angrily: "All of you, get the hell out of here! Without this King's order, anyone who dares to speak of war again will be executed without mercy!"