Changyu Lanshan turned and leaped, lightly touching the ground with his toes, and stood firmly on the ground, looking up to observe the situation on the field.
There are ten sections in total. Excluding the one he just left, there are nine sections left, and people are standing on them.
His gaze swept over them: Cheng Sang Ge, Tu Dan Xi Xiang, Jie Yi, Qie He...
"Ah, they're all familiar faces," Changyu Lanshan smirked.
He looked at them one by one in order, and stopped at the second to last one.
Dressed in green with black hair, a bamboo sword at his waist.
“Guan Nan…”
Changyu Lanshan's eyes flashed with coldness as he stared at Lu Zhaozhao and spoke slowly and deliberately.
He and this strange woman from the Nüba clan had a deep-seated grudge. From the first time they met outside the Ming Palace before the competition, he disliked her. However, when Cheng Sangji proposed an alliance, he did compromise. If she was sensible, he would generously share some benefits after the matter was settled. But Guan Nan was a stubborn person.
She disagreed with their ideas, outwardly agreeing to the alliance, but always thinking of sabotaging their plans.
In the past, Yu Lanshan would have dealt with such a person decisively, but this time was different.
Cheng Sangjie, for some unknown reason, had a wicked sense of humor and insisted on breaking her bones.
They devised a plan to pave the way with the lives of other contestants during the first round of the competition.
This plan suited his taste perfectly, so Changyu Lanshan did not object. After all, they were just a bunch of lowly scoundrels with no status and low cultivation. Being able to pave the way for him was the noblest thing in their lowly lives.
But Guan Nan disagreed. For the sake of these scoundrels, she was going to make enemies of the entire Eight Clans, with Chang Yu Lanshan and Nan Rongrui being the first to be confronted.
Changyu Lanshan still doesn't want to recall that day and that battle.
He was not only defeated, but also restrained and forced to crawl on the ground like a drowned dog.
That mysterious restriction not only pierced through his body, but also left him with a great shadow. From that day on, his cultivation began to stagnate, and there were even signs of regression.
That was a demon in his heart, one he had experienced before, brought to him by Changyu Languan, and now, after so many years, another person has brought it to him in the same way.
The best way to overcome inner demons is to completely destroy their source!
However, Changyu Languan was far too powerful, and he had no chance of winning. Therefore, he had no choice but to settle for the forbidden technique and force a breakthrough.
The consequence of this is that one's cultivation level is superficial and one's realm is unstable.
He struggled to stabilize his cultivation level, and then rushed to the Ming Palace to participate in the selection.
If Changyu Languan can be a commander, then Changyu Lanshan can also forge his own path.
He firmly believed this, and then he met Guan Nan, a man who could easily defeat him, who could fight against the participants of the eight clans on his own, and who could fight Cheng Sangji to the point of mutual destruction.
The seed of his inner demons had already been planted; he could not force a breakthrough again, as that would either result in his body exploding and dying or him completely losing control and becoming a madman.
So, there's only one way left...
Kill her!
The heart of Changyu Lanshan roared in fury.
Such intense killing intent sent a chill down Lu Zhaozhao's spine. She turned around to find the source of the killing intent and met Changyu Lanshan's frost-covered eyes.
"What's wrong with this guy?" Lu Zhaozhao asked, puzzled.
But Changyu Lanshan only glanced at her before turning and leaving.
It's not time yet. Changyu Lanshan told himself this. It's not time yet. He's not a match for him. He needs to stay calm and wait for the fatal blow.
Lu Zhaozhao's gaze followed his movements.
Changyu Lanshan walked to a section of the platform beside her and said coldly, "I want this place. Those who don't want to die, come down here."
This is the only piece of land still being fought over. The other nine pieces have been occupied by the seven clans (excluding Changyu Lanshan), Lu Zhaozhao, and an unknown demon whose cultivation has reached the late Nascent Soul stage.
There were nearly ten contestants standing on the last remaining spot. After hearing Changyu Lanshan's words, they all looked at each other, unsure of how to react.
"A bunch of lowly people who can't understand what I'm saying." Changyu Lanshan's patience ran out, and he charged forward.
The nearly ten contestants who were originally competing on the same platform immediately felt a connection and saw the intention to cooperate in each other's eyes.
The two immediately started fighting.
"This was a thoroughly enjoyable fight," Lu Zhaozhao commented.
Changyu Lanshan seemed to have swallowed some kind of gunpowder, attacking anyone who got close without even looking at who it was. It didn't look like a gladiator fight; it looked more like... venting his anger?
Lu Zhaozhao was startled by the thought that suddenly popped into her head.
"No, who would want to upset him?"
Suddenly, she remembered those murderous eyes from just now and shuddered.
"Could it be me? What did I do?"
She scratched her head, thinking carefully about what she had done recently, but still couldn't figure it out.
On the other side, Changyu Languan is embroiled in a fierce battle.
He was injured in the battle with Nan Rongrui, and the fluctuations caused by his inner demons have greatly reduced his strength. He could handle ordinary demons, but he is facing a team of nearly ten ordinary demons working together.
"Whoosh—"
He tore through the body that blocked his way once more, but the obstacle, with a do-or-die mentality, dealt him another heavy blow before being torn apart.
"call."
Changyu Lanshan let out a breath, looking at the few remaining contestants in front of him, his agitated emotions once again overwhelmed his reason.
Tear them all to shreds!
The voice in his heart echoed in his ears, and he made his move.
In an instant, blood blossoms filled the sky.
Lu Zhaozhao, who was closest, stood up straight.
There's something wrong with Changyu Lanshan!
Not only Lu Zhaozhao, but Changyu Languan, who was watching from the sidelines, also immediately realized it. He looked at the Palace Guard and asked to suspend the match, but was refused.
Changyu Languan glanced at Changyu Lanshan in the arena. At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and his hands were committing brutal acts. This was a sign of things getting out of control!
Without thinking twice, they were determined to force their way through Changyulan Pass.
At this moment, Changyu Lanshan had already dealt with all the other contestants on the board, but he did not stop. Instead, he turned his head and stared at Lu Zhaozhao not far away.
"Ha, have you gone mad with killing? Want to fight me again?"
Ignoring her words, Changyu Lanshan moved again and rushed towards her.
"What bad luck, running into a lunatic." Lu Zhaozhao spat and dodged the attack by sidestepping.
Changyu Lanshan stiffly turned his head, focusing his attention on Lu Zhaozhao once again.
A sea of blood obscured his vision, his mind a complete blank; he acted purely on instinct. His only thought was that killing the person before him would grant him a new life.
Another attack came, the tiger's claws gleaming coldly, swiftly slashing past Lu Zhaozhao. The first attack missed, and another followed immediately.
"You really never get tired."
Lu Zhaozhao glanced at the timer outside the arena; the competition was about to end. She straightened her expression and, with a blank face, read out the final judgment to Changyu Lanshan.
"This farce is over. You better shut up."
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