Supreme Spirit Lord

In the sky, after Hua Yuebai said some precautions that were not considered precautions, he directly announced the start of the competition. The people who hadn't reacted looked at the competitors around them, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

For a moment, in the entire competition field, no one shot at the people around him, and the scene seemed a little funny.

The inside of the arena was extremely quiet, but the outside of the arena was buzzing. The audience had to pay for the tickets to come in and watch this chaos-like arena competition. Since they paid the money, they naturally wanted to see the fist-to-body fight Stimulating battle scenes.

Cultivators hang swords and swords all day long, hanging their lives above their heads, and they may die at any time. The ring competition they want to see is not like this, a group of people you look at me, and I look at your play house.

The noise from the outside world gradually rose, and the people in the field still did not move. It was not that they were all calm, but that Kai Ruoshui added a layer of sound-proof barrier while propping up the bone-piercing ice cover.

People outside can hear the sound inside, but people inside can't hear the sound outside at all, and naturally they won't be disturbed by the outside world.

The reason why no one made a move in the arena was because there were at least a thousand participants in this brawl, and no one wanted to be the first to do it.

However, this kind of silence, where the enemy does not move and I do not move, will not last for too long.

The crowd that was densely packed to the edge of the venue began to gradually spread to the surroundings. Everyone kept a certain distance from other people, and was fully on guard against the sudden attack of the people around them.

At this moment, everyone is a competitor in this competition. Except for myself, there will be no one who can be trusted, and there is no such thing as an alliance, because the final winner of this competition will only be one person.

Seeing the surroundings circled around and filled with people, Lin Yile stood on the spot with his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and at some point there appeared a red throne, he was familiar with the figure in his bones, lying lazily on the seat.

He casually scanned the audience, his eyes were gentle, but he couldn't hide the aura of the superior among them.

When Hua Yuebai's eyes fell on him, Lin Yile's uncomfortable feeling disappeared miraculously, and said via voice transmission, "What do you want me to do?"

He knew that since Hua Yuebai let him stay in the field, he naturally had his own intentions, but knowing it was one thing, and feeling a little uncomfortable and suffocated was another.

After all, no one hopes that when he accidentally enters the group arena of martial arts and recruiting relatives, the people closest to him not only don't feel anxious, but even encourage him to stay on the stage and compete for the winner's spot.

If other people encountered this situation, they would definitely want to clean up their relatives and friends who encouraged them to stay on stage, but Lin Yile felt a sad feeling of being abandoned and betrayed.

He has never thought about whether this kind of psychology is still within the scope of normal confidantes and friends, or he is unwilling to think about it.

A dignified Confucian saint, he can be said to be an extremely wise man in the world, but he dare not touch his true inner thoughts. I don't know whether to say that he is wise or stupid, or a coward.

In fact, after being reborn, Lin Yile had several opportunities to recognize his own heart.

Opportunities hit him like hail all over the sky, but he threw all the opportunities away with a 360-degree rotation without dead ends.

To some extent, this is another kind of genius.

Note solitary genius.

Just like at this moment, Lin Yile, who sensed that his emotions were about to turn a corner, pushed all the discomfort in his heart to the emotions between his best friends, especially when he found out that Hua Yuebai seemed to just regard this group arena as a Ordinary good show.

And in this good show, it seems that one of the most critical characters is missing. He who accidentally hit and heard the wrong news and broke into this event seems to have become a wolf rushing into the flock, or It is said that a big fish swimming into a stream can stir up a pool of muddy water.

"My two younger brothers and sisters, as you know, have been going around for so many years, and if this continues, they will take this relationship down. These two little guys have never made it clear, I We have to exert some external pressure." Hua Yuebai's hope is to let Lin Yile become a hindrance in the relationship between Hua Yanhong and Hua Yanhong.

He originally thought that Kai Ruoshui would talk to Hua Yanhong about it not long after the proposal of the group arena, but Hua Yuebai did not expect that these two people, one stubborn and the other confused, would reach this point.

At this point, it has not been made clear.

In this case, he had no choice but to use his trump card instead of talking about the rules.

"You want me to be a pressure machine on the emotional road between the two demon kings?" Lin Yile was not surprised by this. He knew Hua Yuebai's character, and he had a bit of a bad taste in private. If he could come up with such a method, he would definitely Not surprisingly.

"To be precise, it is the catalyst that urges their feelings to heat up." Hua Yuebai smiled softly, and while paying attention to the changes in the field, he said via voice transmission: "If this matter is done well, when they get married, you will be a big brother." Matchmaker, I asked them to give you a big red envelope."

Dodging sideways from the sneak attack of a young man with a dagger in his hand, Lin Yile didn't even give the other half a glance. He changed his steps, and his figure shuttled through the crowd like a ghost. Are you sure they know the truth and won't join forces to deal with me?"

Once this thief ship is on board, it is absolutely impossible to get off, Lin Yile didn't really refuse, but just wanted to ask Hua Yuebai for reassurance beforehand.

Hua Yuebai promised: "Don't worry, if they dare to unite against you, I will deal with them first."

Lin Yile was waiting for this sentence.

When the goal was achieved, a smile appeared on his face, he stopped pushing and resisting, and replied: "As you wish, the winner of this match will only be me."

These words were too confident, but Hua Yuebai didn't think there was any problem, and smiled and said: "Then I will wait for your good news."

Lin Yile has already sensed Lin Yile's true level as soon as he stepped into the Demon Emperor's City. If anyone else in the current Demon Realm could pose a threat to him, it would probably be Hua Yuebai himself. Only those guys from Moyuan.

It's a pity that those guys couldn't leave Moyuan due to various restrictions.

Now all the contestants in this competition field, together, will not be Lin Yile's opponent, so Hua Yuebai is not worried at all, and waits for the final game tomorrow after today's winner and loser. .

"I promise I won't disappoint you." Lin Yile replied affirmatively.

Even though this is just a joking game, as long as Hua Yuebai promises, he will go all out.

Of course, not now.

Dodging to avoid the energy flying around like stray bullets, Lin Yile was not going to face all the contestants directly at the beginning. Although he has this ability, there is no need to be the target of public criticism.

The figure disappeared from the crowd, and his powerful spiritual sense scanned the entire arena, taking all the contestants' information into his mind, Lin Yile's face became a little more serious.

The young man who attacked him just now was like a starting signal. After him, the contestants distributed in the arena all mobilized their internal energy and fought with the rest of the contestants closest to them.

No one else's details have been found out, and no one has opened up their firepower. All the contestants' attacks are only tentative attacks, basically without much lethality, it looks like a small fight.

However, the large number of contestants and the small fights erupting everywhere in the arena made up for this deficiency. It seemed to be in full swing, causing bursts of cheers to erupt from the audience.

There are also many people who have started heated discussions about this chaos, especially the last possible winner of the day.

"Which player do you like?"

"Of course it's one of the top ten disciples of the Sword Sect. Ye Yuntian, that's a strong man at the beginning of the king class."

"Shadow Pavilion, the boss of the five Shadow Envoys is still a mid-king powerhouse, why don't you favor him?"

"The Shadow Pavilion is full of sneaky people, how can it compare to Jianzong's openness."

This is true. The particularity of the Shadow Pavilion itself has already shown that the disciples in the Pavilion are not suitable for direct combat, but are more suitable for hiding in the shadows. Simply put, they are suitable for sneak attacks and assassinations.

Jianzong is also recognized as the strongest single fighter. A disciple of Jianzong at the early stage of the king class may not be defeated by a disciple of the Shadow Pavilion at the middle stage of the king class.

It's just that in this situation, it's really hard to say who has the advantage. In this kind of chaos scene, in the case of similar strength, personal combat power is actually not the most important part.

If it aroused public outrage and besieged by everyone at the beginning, even if the strength is the strongest in the audience, they can only leave the arena with hatred.

In Smash Bros. competitions, if there is no absolute crushing strength, luck becomes more important than strength.

Just when someone was arguing over who was better, Jianzong or Shadow Pavilion, the other giant power in the central region also joined the debate.

"Aren't the four gentlemen of Confucianism more powerful than the two wastes of Jianzong and Shadow Pavilion?"

A man in the costume of a Confucian disciple instantly made the remaining two parties reconcile with one sentence, and they all pointed their finger at him.

"What are you talking about? Do you want to fight?"

"Am I wrong? Have these two sects been suppressed by the Confucian sect for hundreds of years?"

If he had said this when Lin Yile was still alive, there would be no problem, but now that Lin Yile has been reborn, he has no connection with the Confucianism, and the remaining strongmen of the Confucianism cannot support them like this. furious.

"Little brat who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, I will let you know today that the sky in the middle domain is not the world of your Confucianism."

The spiritual cultivators who disagreed with each other showed signs of wanting to start a fight, but they were targeted by the demon spirit army maintaining order as soon as they made a move.

The soldiers of the Demon Spirit Army who fought on the battlefield are all the elite of the Demon Race, but they are not comparable to these spirit cultivators who came here to join in the fun.

Many people were stunned in an instant, sat back to their seats silently, and began to spat with those who disagreed with them.

Not daring to make trouble doesn't mean they don't dare to swear.

For these rookie geniuses in the central region or the spiritual cultivation of a small powerhouse, at this moment, they are like ordinary street thugs, spitting at each other, and their faces are red.

The Demon Spirit Army completely turned a blind eye, as long as they didn't talk nonsense to the Demon Race, they wouldn't bother to care about so many things.

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