“What are you crying about? It’s not as if he’s dead!” Yun Jianyue cried out as she slammed the table and stood up too.

At the same time, she sneered inwardly. You still haven’t seen a truly merciless scene. If this weren’t a daoist competition, that guy would already have been chopped up into eight pieces. There’s no way he would have gotten away with just some injuries.

Zu An was alarmed. Why does this Elder Peng’s personality seem a bit similar to big sis Yun’s? However, he laughed inwardly. He really did have quite the imagination. Big sis Yun was way prettier than this woman, after all.

The main reason no one took that possibility seriously was because this was clearly a gathering of the orthodox faction. If those two from the Devil Sect arrived, wouldn’t they just be throwing their lives away?

Wang Wuxie had a huge headache. What was going on today? The judges were fighting even more aggressively than the competitors. Were they going to start another conflict?

He was about to say something when a low and deep voice called out from below, “Elder, I haven’t lost yet.”

The spectators turned around and saw that Liang Ling, who had been lying flat on the stage,...