"Damn it, impossible!"
Young Master Blood Python's expression was extremely gloomy. He had transformed into a demon and still couldn't get the better of Ye Xuan. On the contrary, he couldn't even gain a slight advantage and was completely at a disadvantage.
He desperately wanted to change the situation, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't wrest control from Ye Xuan's hands.
After exchanging twenty moves, he had already been hit by more than ten of Ye Xuan's palms, covered in wounds, and the situation was dire.
"Down you go!"
Ye Xuan's gaze suddenly hardened, and then he landed a palm on Young Master Blood Python's chest, blasting the latter off the Battle Platform.
The third victory was his.
Below the platform, it was already a splendid scene.
"Amazing, even after transforming into a demon, Young Master Blood Python still couldn't take any advantage from Ye Xuan's hands. With such combat power, he's probably strong enough to challenge for the top three."
