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Du Rui, an exceptionally forgetful reader, finds himself transmigrated into one of the top male harem stallion novels, but as the antagonist. Now inhabiting the role of Xue Xinyu, the cunning villain, Du Rui struggles to maintain his s...
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The demon, exuding a kind of smug amusement, took a few leisurely steps forward, each one echoing ominously in the cavern. "Well, well, what do we have here?" it purred, its voice slithering through the air like a snake. In an instant, it vanished from its spot and reappeared behind Huai Xiaozhun, startling him so much he nearly dropped his sword. The demon's cold fingers brushed his cheek in a mock caress. "I see, I see," it murmured.
Reacting on instinct, Huai Xiaozhun swung his sword in a wide arc, but by the time the blade sliced through the air, the demon had already teleported away, leaving him to cut through nothing but shadows. The demon's mocking laughter echoed through the cave, each chuckle a reminder of how utterly outclassed they were.
Not one to be easily dissuaded, Lan Yunlong stepped forward, his sword a blur of silver as he launched a flurry of strikes. His movements were fluid and precise, each swing a testament to years of rigorous training and discipline. Yet, for all his skill, the demon moved with a grace that seemed almost otherworldly, its form blurring as it dodged each attack with the ease of a cat toying with a mouse.
Lan Yunlong pressed on, undeterred by the demon's agility. He lunged forward, only to find his opponent had vanished again, reappearing behind him. The demon's movements were so swift, so fluid, it was like trying to catch smoke with bare hands. Even Lan Yunlong, a seasoned warrior known for his calm under pressure, found it nearly impossible to anticipate where the demon would strike next.
With a sinister grin, the demon taunted, "You fight valiantly, but your efforts are in vain." Dark energy began to ripple from its form, the air around it growing heavy and oppressive as it gathered its power. Lan Yunlong, undeterred, shifted his stance and prepared for the next onslaught. The cave was now an arena, the air thick with the crackling tension of their struggle.
The clash of steel against demonic energy continued, each strike from Lan Yunlong a masterpiece of controlled power and precision. The demon, however, seemed to dance through the air, its movements almost too fast for the eye to follow. Every time Lan Yunlong's blade came close, the demon would flicker out of reach, leaving him to slice through empty air.
Huai Xiaozhun watched, his heart pounding, as the battle unfolded before him. Lan Yunlong's face, usually a mask of stoic calm, now betrayed a flicker of frustration. The demon was proving to be a more challenging adversary than anything they had faced before. Its movements bordered on the supernatural, a blur of motion that defied the laws of nature.
Despite Lan Yunlong's unwavering resolve, the demon continued to elude every strike. With each failed attack, a collective groan of frustration seemed to emanate from the other disciplines. They stood in a semi-circle, their eyes wide with a mixture of fear and admiration. Lan Yunlong was giving his all, but the demon's power was simply too great.
Seeing his mentor struggle, Huai Xiaozhun's resolve hardened. He couldn't let Lan Yunlong face this threat alone. He took a deep breath and steeled himself, feeling a surge of determination. This was his moment to prove himself, to show that he was more than just a reluctant participant in this perilous journey.
