Mythical Card Supplier: Starting with Nezha, the Third Lotus Prince Chapter 841 - 533: The Finals Begin!

"Oh, in that case, the rewards this ti do seem pretty good."

Jiang Yuan smiled, then looked up at the battle taking place in the sky.

Jiang Yuan's fight was over, but the battles of the two other contestants were still ongoing.

The two other contestants were from the chanical Clan and the Demon Race, and it was uncertain who would win this round.

Whoever wins this round will be Jiang Yuan's next opponent.

"It seems that the Demon Race contestant is likely to win in the end."

The Demon Race contestant wielded his halberd continuously, quickly shattering the long blade of the chanical Clan contestant.

Jiang Yuan nodded slightly, "The attack intensity of this Demon Race is indeed high."

The battle had been going on for so ti, and the Demon Race contestant held an absolute advantage.

If nothing unexpected happens, the one likely to win this round is this Demon Race contestant.

"However, it doesn't seem clear what its special trait is," Li Yueying also remarked while watching the scene.

"Battle Fervor!"

At the sa ti, in the Demon Race gathering area, the team leader watching the battle also showed a smile on his face.

"Wuma Guyuan's trait is indeed powerful."

"Indeed, as long as there is still a will to fight, Star Power and strength are basically cycled continuously."

Another team leader also nodded with a smile, "If he ends up eting Jiang Yuan in the finals, Jiang Yuan is unlikely to win the championship."

"Although that is the case, he still needs to settle down."

The team leader spoke, but the smile on his face was undisguisable.

Obviously, he was also very confident in this Demon Race contestant.

"Battle Fervor, I hope he can defeat Jiang Yuan."

Wenren Fangyan looked at the battle in the sky, adjusted his glasses, and sighed softly.

Jiang Yuan was truly terrifying in a way.

The fear wasn't about his strength but how he could always unveil new cards and defeat his opponents.

However…

This is as far as it goes.

A cold glint flashed in Wenren Fangyan's eyes.

His setup was complete; in the next round, whether Jiang Yuan wins or not, he would not escape the fate of death!

Even if he doesn't leave the Giant Stone Plain early, after the All Races Martial Arts Competition ends, Jiang Yuan, along with the other Human Clan geniuses, would also…

Die here!

"Jiang Yuan, cherish your final monts."

As Wenren Fangyan spoke, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

It seed there was sothing overlooked?

Wenren Fangyan frowned slightly and began to seriously contemplate.

But he quickly composed himself.

Five exits, each guarded by at least ten Tenth Realm experts.

Besides, with indiscriminate scanning, no one would be able to exit the Giant Stone Plain without being detected, using whatever ans.

With the prohibition of air travel and ground consolidation, Jiang Yuan had lost the possibility of flying or traveling underground to escape.

At the sa ti, there were no personnel shifts, and no one was dismissed.

Anyone attempting to leave the Giant Stone Plain must undergo a rigorous inspection.

Only after confirming there is no issue can one successfully leave the area around the Giant Stone Plain.

Wenren Fangyan smiled confidently; in such a situation, how could Jiang Yuan possibly escape?

Yet, even so, Wenren Fangyan still chose to check once more.

Of course, he didn't do so under his own na.

His na held no sway.

He used the na of the Demon Race!

In the Demon Race, his grandfather's token!

Plus, with the plan he proposed, he was entirely qualified to inspect.

...

...

The battle in the arena finished quickly. As expected by the audience, the final winners of the semifinals were Jiang Yuan and the Demon Race's Wuma Guyuan.

"As expected, I knew my final opponent would be him."

After finishing his battle, Wuma Guyuan, upon learning that Jiang Yuan also won, smiled.

"Surprising, he managed to defeat Garfield."

"I wonder if there are any hidden tricks left up your sleeve."

"If not..."

A trace of greed flashed in Wuma Guyuan's eyes.

"Ah, Shi Ji, I quite like her."

"If you et an unfortunate end, let take care of Shi Ji."

Wuma Guyuan's aura was surging, the red blood mist enveloping him rendered him quite eerie.

The final round began quickly.

After a brief rest, the two were teleported into the battlefield.

In the battlefield, the two stood facing each other, but Jiang Yuan showed no intention of speaking.

Wuma Guyuan seeing that Jiang Yuan didn't speak, just chuckled twice, also choosing to remain silent.

However, Wuma Guyuan's gaze constantly sizing himself up made Jiang Yuan sowhat displeased.

"Bang!"

With the end of the countdown in the sky, Wuma Guyuan suddenly stomped and charged toward Jiang Yuan.

As he charged, a red glow flashed in Wuma Guyuan's hand, and a halberd appeared in his grasp.

The gun tip of the halberd glinted with a cold light, thrusting straight toward Jiang Yuan.

Yet Jiang Yuan's expression didn't change; not even his pupils contracted.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound echoed as Wuma Guyuan barely held his grip on the halberd.

Wuma Guyuan looked at Zhao Gongming with a grin, gripping the large halberd to swing it, sweeping it toward Zhao Gongming.

It was Zhao Gongming's sudden appearance, the steel whip striking the shaft of the halberd, breaking Wuma Guyuan's attack.