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

"Warrior? What does that mean?"

"A personal battle?"

"How is the fight? Who is it against?"

……

A single stone can cause a thousand ripples. The words of the strange palace guard sparked heated discussions below.

The palace guard who sparked the discussion just looked at the commotion coldly without saying a word.

He formed a complex seal with his hands, and then the seal transformed into a huge circle, covering the entire venue.

An arena appeared in the air, and everyone stood on it, rising with the arena.

Just as they were about to reach the highest point in the hall, suddenly, a ray of light fell, and the top of the hall suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and the dark sky unique to the demon world appeared before everyone.

"Ah, ahhh! It's hanging in the air!"

Someone ran to the edge of the arena, looked down, and let out a pig-slaughtering scream.

Everyone heard his words and rushed to the edge to check the situation.

Lu Zhaozhao also followed the crowd to the edge and looked down.

The arena had risen very high, and even the entire Ming Palace could be seen. Lu Zhaozhao looked towards the palace guard. His figure was already blurred, and his face was even more unclear, but Lu Zhaozhao felt for some reason that there seemed to be a mocking sneer on his face.

Just as she was trying to figure out where this unnatural feeling came from, she suddenly felt dizzy and couldn't think about anything else. She could only subconsciously hold on to the railing beside her tightly.

The ground cracked and divided into several independent modules, and Lu Zhaozhao was in one of them.

At a quick glance, the number of people standing on each plate was roughly the same, and then the cracks grew larger and larger, and the plates were completely separated.

What does this mean? Lu Zhaozhao glanced at the palace guard in confusion.

Before he could fully stand, a deep voice rang out, "The first gladiatorial trial. After a quarter of an hour, the last contestant remaining on each board will be the winner. The defeated contestant may attack all boards present. After one stick of incense, if there is more than one contestant remaining on a board, the remaining contestants will compete to determine the winner."

As soon as the words fell, explosions were heard from several plates at the same time.

Many contestants' attention was attracted by these loud noises, and Lu Zhaozhao was no exception.

She looked at the plate closest to her, which was still covered with billowing smoke and dust.

The wind blew away the smoke, leaving only a figure on the plate.

All the contestants around him turned their eyes to him, and many of them secretly guessed his identity.

Lu Zhaozhao felt that this person looked familiar, but his head had now transformed into a beast shape, with two long horns growing on his forehead, covering his original face.

"Jie Yi, you're too harsh."

Nan Rongrui's voice came from afar, with a hint of teasing.

Jie clan? One of the eight clans? Lu Zhaozhao was just thinking about it when someone nearby recognized him and called out.

"It's Ji, Ji Meng's Jie Yi!"

Ji Meng!

These two words are very familiar to other demons.

The Jimeng clan, one of the eight clans, is a descendant of the dragon clan. It controls the power of wind and thunder and has outstanding offensive capabilities!

Therefore, the explosion sound just now should be the thunder magic performed by Jie Yi.

Lu Zhaozhao looked down at the plate where Jie Yi was. The other contestants he had knocked down had their bodies charred black and were lying on the ground. He didn't know whether they were seriously injured or in a more serious condition.

"Those people he shot down, what are they doing..."

Someone asked what Lu Zhaozhao was thinking. Xie Yi glanced at the person who asked the question, frightening him so much that he flinched. Then he said disdainfully, "He left a breath."

After a while, he seemed to have thought of something and laughed maliciously: "But they might be missing something when they wake up."

The onlookers were frightened by him and broke out in a cold sweat. This sentence undoubtedly sentenced the defeated person to death.

After being struck by lightning, the body is damaged to the point where it cannot be repaired by itself, and the person will become a cripple and will never be able to practice again.

But in the Western Territory, under the iron rule of the jungle, life after becoming a cripple is even worse than dying on the spot.

Xie Yi enjoyed the fearful looks from those around him. He walked around the plate with his head held high and said loudly: "I'm right here. If you dare to challenge me, come and try!"

Such domineering words coupled with the attack just now are undoubtedly the greatest deterrent.

The contestants near him all moved away, fearing that they would be targeted by him.

Indeed, this is the quickest way.

Many contestants also learned from his approach, and sparks flew everywhere.

Outside the venue, the palace guard was watching the scene inside with indifference. After seeing this scene, he turned to look at the commander of the Jimeng tribe at the table.

"They say a son resembles his father. Your son's style is exactly the same as yours."

His words were harsh, but the Jimeng leader he pointed at simply snorted coldly: "Are you dissatisfied already, Lord Palace Guard? There's more to come for you to be angry about."

There were undercurrents outside the field and smoke of war inside the field.

Lu Zhaozhao bit her lip, glanced at Jie Yi, and then shifted her gaze back to the plate she was in.

There are fifty contestants in the venue, divided into ten sections, with five contestants on each section, and only one left.

The other four contestants she faced were all unfamiliar to her.

Obviously, the four contestants already knew that Lu Zhaozhao, who was using the alias Guannan, was from Nüba. Naturally, the four of them formed an alliance and planned to send the strongest one out first.

Lu Zhaozhao saw what they were thinking and curled the corners of his mouth.

Needless to say, the best way is to just get started.

In a flash, the bamboo sword was unsheathed, and the scriptures were hidden in the sword, emitting a faint golden light.

With just one sword strike, an opponent was immediately severely injured.

"Ah! Ahhhh! My hand!"

He roared the moment he fell to the ground.

The scripture's unique attack on the demons causes them to be burned beyond recovery. In addition, while being burned by the heavenly fire during body refining, Lu Zhaozhao will refine the heavenly fire that penetrates into his body and cover the sword with it, making the power even stronger.

After dealing with one of them directly, expressions of horror appeared on the faces of the other three. They looked at each other and rushed up together.

Lu Zhaozhao put away his sword, and with the tip of his left finger, heavenly fire came out. He wrote a word and tapped it lightly. A medium-sized explosion sounded among the three contestants who were running over.

The line of fire surrounded the entire plate, with one person standing in the middle and four people lying on the ground.

"What is that?" The Jimeng leader, who was watching the scene, noticed something was wrong. "Which tribe is this ability?"

He looked around and it was obvious that they were not from the eight tribes present, but such terrifying power naturally could not be possessed by some unknown tribe.

The Yupei leader, who had just returned from the border a few days ago, narrowed his eyes and said unkindly, "It looks like the technique of the bald man from the Northern Territory."

"Oh? Northern Territory? Are you sure you're not seeing things?" Changyu Languan added fuel to the fire.

The impatient Di leader slammed his chair and stood up, asking anxiously, "Is she human?"

Everyone present looked at the Yupei leader, waiting for him to pronounce the verdict.

The commander of the Yupei tribe narrowed his eyes, with a hint of coldness in them, and stared at the scene.