The vicious female supporting role in the book cultivation world is crazy and involuntarily

On the first day of the first lunar month of the Jiachen year, the world was bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, replacing the old charms with new ones. The selection of the Demon Lord's personal guards also began on this day.

Lu Zhaozhao arrived at the designated location early and submitted his registration application.

After that, she waited in the side hall.

Many people came in one after another, and soon the side hall was crowded with people.

The demons were warlike by nature, and those who came to participate in the selection were even more so. The open space in front of the side hall had almost become a dueling arena.

Lu Zhaozhao, bored after watching two matches, found an empty seat. The highest level of these people's cultivation was no more than the early stage of the Golden Core stage. They were likely just ordinary demons, lacking any skills or weapons, let alone any proper techniques. While such a contest might seem exciting to outsiders, it was rather dull to Lu Zhaozhao.

So she found a place not too far away to sit down, watching the noisy crowd in the distance. From her perspective, she could clearly see the moves of both sides, but because she was away from the crowd, she would not be disturbed too much.

"Bang--" A man was knocked out of the field and hit the wall heavily, then fainted on the ground with wall dust all over his body.

"Good!" There were shouts all around. In the center of the crowd was a middle-stage Jindan cultivator. He had already won three games in a row and was in high spirits.

He pointed at the crowd and uttered a deep voice from his burly figure: "Who dares to fight me? Hahahahahaha..."

"I."

A familiar voice came from outside the door, and Lu Zhaozhao raised his eyebrows in surprise and looked over.

The other people around were also attracted by the sound and looked outside the door. The defender on the stage seemed a little unhappy and glared at the person who had just stepped into the door.

The man was wearing a black robe with tiger patterns and a faint red demonic pattern on his face.

Changyu Lanshan? Lu Zhaozhao laughed inwardly. This man looked modest, but he really wanted to attract attention. Otherwise, he wouldn't have arrived so early, but instead waited outside the door for people to build up momentum before making his appearance.

Lu Zhaozhao shook his head, feeling a little bored, but others didn't think so.

Someone had won three games in a row and was very strong. He thought no one would challenge him again, but unexpectedly, a fearless person came. Looking at his skinny body, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive a single round.

Not only the people around thought so, but the defender in the center of the open space also thought so, and even said so out loud.

"Boy, I'll give you a chance to think it over carefully. After all, my axe has no eyes. Don't bump into anything with your skinny arms and legs, hahahahahahahaha."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter around him.

Changyu Lanshan was not annoyed. He just tapped his toes lightly and teleported from the door to the side of the big man guarding the ring in the next second.

Everyone was a little slow to react, but the big man was shocked and thought to himself: This person's speed is really terrifying. He couldn't help but feel a little bit of retreat.

But the enthusiasm of the people around them had already been ignited, and they all shouted "Come on, come on."

Helplessly, he had to bite the bullet and go ahead. Looking at the thin figure of the person in front of him, he was secretly mocking: I'm afraid he is just trying to be mysterious. He might fall down if he is touched.

Thinking this in his mind, he seemed to have more confidence in his hands. He shouted, "Boy, prepare to die!" and rushed forward with an axe in his hand.

The axe was huge, with dark red blood stains on it, which looked like it had been there for many years.

The axe was raised high and reached Changyu Lanshan in an instant, but he did not react for a long time.

"Could this person be frightened silly? Why is he not moving at all?"

"Guess so."

"You have the guts to say such outrageous things. You're really asking for your life."

"You know what? I guess he wanted to show off his skills, but he hit a wall."

……

Lu Zhaozhao heard the whispers of people around her. It seemed that no one was optimistic about Changyu Lanshan.

She sneered, finally perking up a bit of interest, and looked at the two people in the field with interest.

It was a pity that she didn't see the Luwu tribe's martial arts outside the city, but now she is looking forward to it. Changyu Lanshan, if you want to have a good battle, what will you bring out?

In the field, the axe was already hanging high above his head, ready to fall, but Changyu Lanshan remained motionless.

There were already sighs outside the stadium, and they were all looking forward to winning the fourth game.

Even the big man thought so. He thought to himself: This guy is really just pretending to be strong. Fortunately, I was not fooled. He is about to win the fourth victory. I think the people in Ming Palace will notice me soon.

He thought excitedly, his eyes bloodshot, and swung the axe hard.

But just when the axe was about to fall and was only an inch away from Changyu Lanshan's head, it miraculously stopped.

"What's wrong? Are you attracted to this pretty boy? Why don't you fight me?"

"Let's make a quick decision."

"That's it."

……

Everyone was confused by his pause and urged him to continue.

But the man with the axe was sweating profusely at this moment.

It wasn't that he didn't want to do it, but the axe wouldn't fall! It was completely out of his control.

But Changyu Lanshan in front of him sneered at this time.

He looked up and saw the giant axe split in half, breaking into several pieces and scattering in all directions, leaving only the handle in the big man's hand, which looked particularly funny.

The nine-tailed beast was revealed, covering the sky. In the blink of an eye, the big man who was full of energy just now was immediately sent flying backwards and smashed against the wall. Like the people he defeated before, he fell to the ground covered in wall dust and lost consciousness.

Everyone was stunned. The scene was silent for a while. After a while, someone recognized the nine tails behind him and the five claws on his hands, and shouted in fear: "Lu, Lu Wu, he is Lu Wu's man!"

"what!"

A single stone stirred up a thousand waves. Lu Wu's reputation resounded throughout the entire demon world. Ordinary people like them had rarely even seen him, let alone known him. And now, a pure-blooded Lu Wu stood before them alive.

"He doesn't look very old, how come he is so formidable?"

"Are the eight clans so powerful?"

"I heard that the person Lu Wu came with this time is Changyu Lanshan!"

"What! It's Changyu Lanshan, the one who reached the Nascent Soul stage at such a young age and is said to be even more talented than the Changyu Commander!"

There was a lot of discussion around, and everyone was curious and in awe of this powerful Luwu man.

Changyu Lanshan enjoyed this kind of atmosphere very much. He raised his head and looked around, and felt that the gloom he had felt at Changyu Lan Pass a few days ago had disappeared.

When he saw something, his gaze suddenly stopped.

In the open space under the eaves, there was a person with a familiar figure sitting. She was wearing a veil, so her face could not be seen clearly, but her green dress was very iconic.

That one from the Nüba tribe? Why is she here too?

Changyu Lanshan was a little confused, but it was soon replaced by another emotion.

He put his five fingers together and pointed one finger in the direction of Lu Zhaozhao.

Everyone followed his gaze and saw a thin woman with a veil covering her face. They couldn't help but feel puzzled, but Changyu Lanshan's meaning was very clear.

Although there are no words, the implication of declaring war is obvious.

Lu Zhaozhao rolled her almond-shaped eyes hidden under the veil, thinking that how could this guy recognize her even though she was wearing the veil.

There were so many people around and she didn't want to reveal her strength, but if she didn't agree, things would not end well if she was pointed at like this.

She sighed, stood up straight, patted the dust off her body, and said helplessly: "How do you want to compete?"

"Of course, victory depends on strength. Are you afraid?" Changyu Lanshan said confidently.

Hearing this, Lu Zhaozhao was even more convinced that he was an idiot. He rolled his eyes again and said, "The selection hasn't even started yet, and you're already thinking about wasting time?"

But Changyu Lanshan's mind was filled with war. He challenged Lu Zhaozhao, "What? Are you scared? How about this? Bow down to me now and shout that you, the Nüba Clan, can never compare to our Luwu Clan. Then I'll let you go."

He said it lightly, but the people around him were shocked.

The Nüba tribe, I haven’t seen them for many years, and now even this kind of character has appeared. There is really something to see this year.

Lu Zhaozhao was even more speechless. This guy really wouldn't listen to anything she said. In that case, let's fight!

Just when the situation was about to break out, a loud voice interrupted.

"I want to play too. How about adding me in?"