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As the red faction's designated fortress appeared, the judges in the spectator seats quickly produced difficulty scores based on their subjective opinions, which were 4, 6, 4, 5, 5... yielding an average score of 4.8!

The so-called difficulty score is a comprehensive evaluation made by the judges based on their experience, considering factors such as manpower, fortress level, and the highest combat power.

Since most of the invited judges had frontline experience, their opinions carried significant reference value.

Moreover, not only the defending party receives an evaluation score, but the attacking troops also receive a corresponding score for reference.

When both sides fail to breach each other's fortresses, or both succeed and thus result in a tie, the final victory will be determined based on the positive or negative difference of the scores.

Though Hell respects strength, the demons here clearly acknowledge that winning with a smaller force has more merit than overwhelming victories.

Upon seeing the Ogre Tribe on the screen along with the score of 4.8, Xino Dragon, who was waiting in the back, sneered with disdain, further dismissing his opponent.

Without even a single defense work, how little did they think of him?

Nevertheless, no matter what, he was determined to win this duel!

Whether for the honor of the Dragon family or for his deceased father, there was no way he would show mercy!

"The defending side's score is 4.8, would you like to consider reducing your numbers?" asked the person in charge of the arena at the entrance of the dueling zone, inquiring Xino Dragon for the last time.

The perceptive could tell that his side's combat power was slightly over the limit, and even if he won, he would probably end up with negative points.

"No need."

Xino arrogantly responded, pushed past the person in charge, and led his soldiers towards the direction of the dueling ground.

Standing on the towering stands, the four-armed emcee saw the blue faction entering the duel area and continued to shout loudly with his resonant voice.

"Please welcome to the stage, Xino Dragon! The second son of Demon King Reggie Dragon, the rising star of the Dragon family! To reclaim his father's estate, he has boldly challenged the reigning Demon King! Oh, to challenge the Demon King chosen by the Demon God Himself, how brave! Let's send him our cheering applause!!"

"Ohhhhh!!!"

The boiling applause and excited cheers once again filled the entire arena, and this time, it seemed even louder than before!

Clad in heavy armor, Xino marched confidently to the middle of the arena, waving his hand towards the roaring and clapping stands.

Following him was an equally imposing heavy armored troop, each shining with seemingly unstoppable sharpness from their dazzling armor and swords.

Watching that unstoppable gathering, several demons in the stands nearly lost control on the spot, their shouting growing even more fervent.

"Go Xino!!"

"Good job! Crush that human!"

"Twist off his head! Offer it to the Demon God Majesty!"

"Show the Demon God who is worthy to be the Demon King!!!"

Luo Yan could see that these demons seemed to have placed heavy bets on Xino.

If that were true, the cries of disappointment should be loud enough shortly.

Just as Luo Yan was thinking this, the judges in the spectator stands did not disappoint, awarding this well-equipped and high-spirited heavy armored brigade a score of 6.6!

Two generals even revealed envious looks, probably wishing that such troops could appear on the frontlines.

Although the Ogre Tribe overwhelmingly outnumbered them, it was clear that in terms of both equipment and overall strength, Xino Dragon's heavy armored brigade held the upper hand.

Fodder and a regular army simply cannot be compared.

The judges present had all been on the frontlines and knew very well that such rabble only looked menacing with the wind at their backs; against the wind, they would trample over one another.

Perhaps it wouldn't even take a round for Xino's heavy armored brigade to completely crush them!

Amidst the clamor and shouting from the stands, in the VIP box at the prime viewing spot, an elderly Witch Demon was chatting merrily with the Vampire Prince sitting not far away.

Both possessed Demigod-level strength, even higher than Feistin in the box next door.

Seeing the lineup on the dueling ground, Caesar Colin's face revealed an amused smile, and he spoke casually to the old Witch Demon.

"The Demon King you recommended seems to be in trouble."

As a member of the Demon God Cabinet, Caesar typically found such low-level duels uninteresting.

However, when he heard from Principal Ai Wen that the participants of the duel included the Demon King he had specially approved two months ago, and that the challenger was the youngest son of the Dragon family, his interest was piqued.

Such an interesting matter was something he hadn't encountered in at least twenty years!

Faced with his old friend's teasing, Principal Ai Wen smiled faintly, his soul fire flickering enigmatically.

"That remains to be seen."

Caesar raised an eyebrow interestedly.

"Oh? Do you think that the young man still stands a chance?"

"I know him better than you do."

Principal Ai Wen replied with a confident look, his face inscrutable, and continued to speak slowly and deliberately.

"Did you know, he has a close relationship with that young girl from the Padric family."

Caesar sat up straight with strong interest.

"You mean, the Padric family has made a move?"

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