Although Xiahou Que kept claiming he'd return Wang Yan's three moves back to him, in the end, he was once again countered by Wang Yan.
With a loud boom, Xiahou Que fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
Wang Yan gracefully landed on the ground.
Seeing Wang Yan turn the tables, Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting, who had been worried all along, immediately cheered.
Chubby Girl also shouted excitedly, "Great, I've finally got a husband."
Wang Yan landed on the ground, looking at Xiahou Que, who lay motionless, and said calmly, "If you don't get up, I'll assume you've lost."
Hearing Wang Yan's words to Xiahou Que, everyone looked puzzled. From the current situation, Xiahou Que obviously lost, so what did Wang Yan's words mean? Could Xiahou Que still fight?
Sure enough, after hearing Wang Yan's words, Xiahou Que slowly crawled up from the ground once again.
He slowly stood up. Although there was anger on his face, he pretended to be calm. He dusted off the dirt from his body, snorted coldly, and said, "Wang Yan, you are indeed clever, knowing that I was fine all along."
Wang Yan sneered and said, "You are not fine. Your nose is broken, and your internal blood and energy are in turmoil. You're just suppressing it so that you haven't vomited blood yet. I asked you because you aren't dead. If you're not dead, let's continue fighting; otherwise, just lie there like a corpse."
Hearing Wang Yan's words, Xiahou Que's previously calm expression immediately lost control, and his face turned crimson as he cursed, "Bastard—"
But just before he finished speaking, Xiahou Que opened his mouth and, with a "wow," spat out a mouthful of blood, splattering it on the ground.
Indeed, Wang Yan was right. Xiahou Que had been suppressing his internal blood and energy, and now it couldn't be held back, causing him to vomit blood.
After spitting out blood, Xiahou Que's face instantly turned pale, with blood staining his mouth and teeth, making him look terrifying like a vampire.
Xiahou Que opened his mouth, revealing blood-red teeth, his face ferocious as he glared at Wang Yan, exclaiming, "Gagaga, Wang Yan, you've forced me. It seems I must use my strongest power. Do you dare to face me?"
Hearing Xiahou Que's words, Wang Yan immediately understood that Xiahou Que was finally revealing the Demon Pattern.
Due to the many ordinary people present, Xiahou Que decided to move away from there.
At that moment, Wang Yan laughed heartily and said, "Alright, I indeed want to see what your strongest power is."
"Great, follow me." Xiahou Que shouted, turned, and immediately ran towards the distance of Xiahou Manor.
Wang Yan quickly followed behind Xiahou Que, the two of them running off into the distance.
Seeing this, Beiming Xue and the others hurriedly tried to catch up, but in a blink of an eye, the two of them vanished into the darkness.
Realizing they couldn't match their speed, Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting quickly returned, each jumping into their Maserati, starting their cars, and chased after the direction the two had gone.
The remaining Chubby Girl and others suddenly woke up to the situation, each starting their cars and pursuing as well.
Outside, the chaotic sounds had already alerted Xiahou Xin, Beiming Bufan, and Xiao Yang. The three came out of the study room, saw the scene in disarray, and immediately stopped someone to inquire.
After understanding the situation, the three also hurriedly drove off in pursuit.
While everyone frantically started their cars, Xiahou Que and Wang Yan had already run several miles away, reaching a clearing by the forest.
Xiahou Que stopped, turned to look at Wang Yan.
Seeing Wang Yan following, Xiahou Que's eyes were fierce as if looking at prey, staring at Wang Yan.
"I didn't expect you would dare to come. I think you already know my purpose for bringing you here, right?" Xiahou Que's language was flippant, as if he had already won.
Wang Yan said, "Actually, I came for a reason."
"I just want to see what kind of Demon Pattern someone as sleazy as you would have."
Xiahou Que widened his eyes, staring hard at Wang Yan, and after a moment, he grinned silently: "Hehe, since you want to know, I'll tell you. Not only will I tell you, but I'll also let you experience the taste of slowly seeking death under my Demon Pattern."
Afterward, Xiahou Que spread his legs apart, bent his body slightly, let his arms hang down, assuming a strange posture.
Wang Yan tilted his head, looking at Xiahou Que's odd posture, wondering aloud, "What animal is this? Four legs? Is it a rat? A pig? It looks like a cockroach—"
Xiahou Que's face was extremely gloomy, itching to immediately release the Demon Pattern to scare Wang Yan.
"Demon—Pattern—Manifest—"
With Xiahou Que's words, a black Demon Pattern appeared above his head. This Demon Pattern had eight legs and a round body, pitch black all over, with two even darker eyes and a pair of shining sharp fangs in the front of the round body.
Xiahou Que's Demon Pattern was actually an eight-legged black spider.
Moreover, a phantom star slowly rotated outside this black spider.
Wang Yan squinted his eyes, saying, "Strange, a genuine Demon Master, you've broken through to a Demon Master in just a month."
Seeing Wang Yan's surprised expression, Xiahou Que felt extremely proud. He laughed heartily: "Hahaha, Wang Yan, now you know fear, right? I am a genuine Demon Master. Do you see that star? That's the mark of a Demon Master." The source of this content ɪs ɴovᴇl(F)ɪre.ɴet
Wang Yan nodded and said, "Indeed, quite unfortunate."
"What's unfortunate?"
"Unfortunate that the person who helped you awaken your Demon Pattern was so stupid not to directly have you absorb the Demon Soul and form a Magic Skill."
Hearing Wang Yan's words, Xiahou Que's expression changed, angrily yelling, "How dare you insult Lord Black Dragon as stupid—"
Upon hearing this, Wang Yan raised an eyebrow and said, "I see, your Demon Pattern was awakened by the Black Dragon of the Black Dragon Association."
Hearing Wang Yan mention the Black Dragon Association, Xiahou Que was startled, as Black Dragon had warned him before never to mention his name to outsiders.
Careless for a moment, Xiahou Que blurted out, quickly looking around as if afraid the Black Dragon Association might suddenly appear.
After confirming no one was around, Xiahou Que relaxed, but his eyes on Wang Yan were filled with murderous intent: "Wang Yan, you brought this on yourself. Now that you know the name of Lord Black Dragon, I have no choice but to kill you."
Wang Yan chuckled lightly, shaking his head, and said, "Didn't Black Dragon teach you to be humble and cautious?"
Xiahou Que arrogantly replied, "With a Soul Star on my Demon Pattern, I have the capital to be arrogant."
Wang Yan shook his head, saying, "Alright, then let me show you what a true Soul Star is. Demon Pattern Manifest—"
With Wang Yan's words, a Wolf Pattern suddenly appeared above his head, and around the Wolf Pattern, an orange Soul Star glowed brilliantly, slowly rotating.