The vicious female supporting role is reborn to create everyone equally

Others had noticed it as early as when Bao Zhuo and Min Shu were fighting.

Moreover, Bao Zhuo did not lower his voice when he spoke. When the people around him heard him, they couldn't help but exchange looks, and the market became a little quieter.

Then there was a lot of discussion:

"Tomorrow's competition will be exciting."

"Who do you think will win or lose between Bao Zhuo and Luo Shu?"

"Need I say more? Bao Zhuo is in the middle stage of the Golden Core, how could Luo Shu possibly beat him? Besides, I've heard about this Daoyi Sect's eldest sister before. She usually keeps to herself and is very aloof. She also privately misappropriated the resources of other Daoyi Sect disciples. She's very abominable."

"There is such a thing? Then I hope she loses. It's not easy for everyone to practice, and there are so few resources. She wants to embezzle them. She is not worthy of being the eldest sister at all."

"Chu Zhou is pretty good, though. I met him before when I went to the secret realm, and we worked together when we encountered monsters. He is a decent gentleman, but it's a pity that he got into it a little late and was suppressed by Na Luoshu."

"Bao Zhuo is usually arrogant and looks down on everyone, but he actually calls Chu Zhou "Brother Chu", which shows that he has some extraordinary qualities."

Whether it was whispered discussions in the market or whispers between good friends, they were all heard by Min Shu.

She was not surprised by the almost one-sided reputation at the moment.

It was the same in the last life.

When Chu Zhou was in Daoyi Sect, he treated Luo Shu coldly and harshly, but outside, he was like a humble gentleman who loved to help others and earned a good reputation.

Especially after this sect competition, he broke through the Golden Core stage in the competition and defeated Bao Zhuo to become the champion. Later, when he led the team into the secret realm, he handed over a lot of resources to others.

If this only made the cultivators of that generation feel good about him, then when the secret realm collapsed and spiritual energy was in chaos afterwards, he used his own strength to protect a dozen elite disciples from other sects who were with him, and escaped before the secret realm was completely closed. This directly made the masters of those dozen disciples feel good about him, and made the dozen disciples who were rescued by him admire him very much.

But no one knew that the collapse of the secret realm and the chaos of spiritual power were caused by Chu Zhou taking away the cornerstone of this secret realm.

And how can the cornerstone of the secret realm be easily obtained?

Before it can be taken away, at least seventy-seven hundred and forty-nine lives must be sacrificed in exchange.

A total of one hundred cultivators entered the secret realm, but only seventeen came out in the end. No one knew how unjustly the eighty-three disciples died.

They only knew that the new generation of elites was almost extinct after this trip to the secret realm. Thanks to Chu Zhou's efforts to turn the tide and save more than a dozen people, this generation did not completely lose the inheritance.

It can be said that Chu Zhou was able to ascend to heaven in his previous life thanks to the more than 80 elite disciples from various sects who died in the secret realm.

In the Dharma-Ending Age, there are only so many resources. If there are more people, they will get less, and if there are fewer people, they will naturally get more.

Moreover, Chu Zhou had earned the goodwill of all the major sects in this secret realm, so his path of cultivation would be almost smooth sailing in the future. Even if he didn't have the resources delivered to him by Luo Shu and the book-traveling person, there would be others paving the way for him.

Chu Zhou noticed Min Shu's gaze on him, and a shadow flashed across his eyes. He smiled and said to Bao Zhuo, "My senior sister is not as simple as you think. The fact that she can kill the demon king has proved her strength. If you offend her for me, I will be guilty of a heinous crime."

Bao Zhuo: "Killing the devil is nothing. If I meet him, I can kill him. But it's useless to say this now. Let's see the real thing tomorrow."

……

On the day of the sect competition, the leaders of each sect sat on a high platform, and below the platform were hundreds of small competition platforms.

Elder Wen, who had taken Min Shu to the cabin yesterday, presided over the competition: "...As usual, our first round will still be a draw. Two people who draw the same number will go to the same arena. The winner will get one point, and the loser will lose one point. The first person to get ten points will advance to the next round, and those who get less than five points will be eliminated directly. The draw will begin now."

There were nearly a thousand disciples participating in the sect competition.

It is obviously a waste of time to draw lots one by one.

Elder Wen threw the tube of lots into the sky, drew his sword and drew a few simple strokes in the air. The tube of lots then exploded like flowers scattered from heaven, flying in all directions.

All the participating disciples showed their magical powers to compete for the lot in the sky.

Min Shu also jumped lightly and grabbed the wooden stick in the air.

"Four, arena number seventeen."

Min Shu glanced at the number, turned around and walked towards the competition arena No. 17.

As soon as I arrived, I saw a short and fat boy walking towards me with a stick in his hand.

The young man was stunned when he saw Min Shu, and then wailed: "I give up!"

He threw the stick and it flew away, which meant he automatically gave up.

Min Shu raised his eyebrows slightly and waited at the competition arena No. 17.

There were also quite a few people sitting around the arena.

Some people were curious: "What's going on? Giving up before the match? Too cowardly, isn't it?"

"The one above is Luo Shu from Daoyi Sect, the one who killed the Demon King some time ago!"

"Luo Shu? I remember now! She's the one that Bao Zhuo said he would defeat yesterday, right?"

"Is there such a thing? How come I didn't know about it? But this is very exciting. She must be very powerful to be able to kill the Demon King, and Bao Zhuo is recognized as the best of this generation. I wonder who her next opponent will be. I am looking forward to her fight with Bao Zhuo."

The audience didn't have to wait too long.

Min Shu defended the title at No. 17 and defeated three people, forcing two to resign. After accumulating a total of six points, it was soon Bao Zhuo's turn.

When Bao Zhuo saw Min Shu, he was obviously eager to try, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit: "Finally I've waited for you."

After each competition, a new draw would be made, and only people with the same points could be drawn into a group. Min Shu got six points in such a short time, and the only person who could do that was Bao Zhuo.

The game starts with the referee’s call.

Bao Zhuo's body was covered with flames. He roared, and the flames changed from yellow to green. The temperature on the arena suddenly rose.

"My flame is called will-o'-the-wisp. Anyone who gets touched by it will die. But this is a competition. I won't take your life. I just want you to learn a lesson so that you can learn how to be a good senior sister and how to be a good person in the future."

As he spoke, he put his hands together and the flames turned into a tornado, rushing towards Min Shu.

Min Shu stood there without blinking, waiting for the flames to come, and said calmly: "Huang Quan."

The sky changed drastically. Dark clouds gathered. Amidst the lightning and thunder, a hole appeared in the sky. Water poured down and directly poured onto the fire tornado.

There was a pop.

Like a giant water gun extinguishing a small spark.

Without any warning or struggle, the fire went out.

Even Bao Zhuo, whose body was covered in flames, became soaked.

"Ah this..."

There was silence in the audience.

The gap is so big that no one knows what to say.

Bao Zhuo, standing in the center of the arena, had a blank look on his face and a daze in his wide-open eyes.