Fire Demon

The crowd erupted in a stunned silence. Ye Yang stood alone; his victory as unexpected as it was unconventional.

He had won four duels, each one a testament to his resourcefulness, his agility, and his unwavering will to survive.

But the physical and mental strain was beginning to take its toll. He felt a deep ache in his muscles, a weariness settling into his bones. He knew that the road ahead would be long and arduous, and that the true test of his strength was yet to come.

The final battle came. It was against a fire cultivator with heavy yang energy swirling around him, his eyes fixed on Elara with an unsettling lust.

The expression on her father's face was grim, a mixture of worry and disgust. Even Elara herself felt a shiver of disgust run down her spine, but they could do nothing.