After all, the seventy-two families have been completely wiped out, and the fate of the next thirty-six families will directly determine the future fate of the entire Hundred Holy City.
If it only involves the blood exchange of the seventy-two clans, the scale of the civil strife may still be controllable. After all, the thirty-six clans are the ballast stone that ensures the stability of the Hundred Holy City.
But if all thirty-six families were replaced together, and the ship capsized along with the ballast stones, the scene would be really unimaginable.
Lin Yi slowly walked into the arena.
In an instant, the entire audience's focus immediately focused on him.
Because of the Thirty-Six Family's decision-making, he is the only one representing the Thirty-Six Family. On the other hand, the Challenger Family on the opposite side has sent hundreds of human slaves to participate in the war!
The final head count came down to one hundred and eight!
All the other spectators in the audience were dumbfounded.
"What does thirty-six families mean? Did they just give up and admit defeat?"
"It's not surprising, right? Looking at the posture in the first half, the meaning of the saint ancestors has been very clear. No matter how hard they struggle, it will be useless."
"No matter what, it's better to just admit defeat. What if the saint ancestors are dissatisfied with only the seventy-two clans instead of the thirty-six families?"
"No! I just heard that the human slave is the only representative of the thirty-six families. The thirty-six families are one and the same. If he wins, the thirty-six families will win together. If he loses, the thirty-six families will lose together!"
"Really or not?"
When the news spread, the stands were in uproar.
However, the senior leaders of the Challenger family who were standing on the opposite side were surprised and overjoyed when they saw this scene.
Thirty-six families collectively placed their bets on Lin Yi, certainly out of lack of confidence in the strength of their respective slaves participating in the war.
After all, if the Thirty-Six Family had the last laugh, it would be too embarrassing for a few unlucky ones among them to be kicked out of the Thirty-Six Family.
On the contrary, if they advance together and retreat together like now, even if Lin Yi loses, they will still be able to clearly unite and not be alone. There will always be some room for change in the situation.
To put it bluntly, they did not really believe that Lin Yi could win, but wanted to use this method to show a gesture of unity.
With the current huge momentum of the thirty-six families, as long as there are no internal problems, it will definitely not be easy for those ambitious challenger families to unseat them.
As for Lin Yi on the court, they won't feel a loss if they lose, and if they win an upset, it will be a huge gain.
"Is that guy strong?"
The same doubts appeared not only in the stands, but also in the arena.
As slaves of the Challenger family participating in the war, the human cultivators standing opposite Lin Yi on the scene at this moment, although their average strength is not very strong, they are not weak after all.
Normally one-on-one might make you feel guilty, but one hundred and eight-on-one, especially when Lin Yi seems to be just a peak late-stage Huang rank venerable, no matter from which angle they look at it, there is no possibility of them losing.
Especially according to the rhythm of the first half, they will be able to use the power of rules very quickly, but Lin Yi's power of rules will continue to be sealed.
How to lose this kind of battle?
A man with long hair standing on end was the first to speak: "Brother, for the sake of everyone being human, I advise you to surrender quickly. There is really no need to die for a bunch of skeletons."
The other human cultivators watched indifferently.
Although they are all friends in trouble, once they enter the arena, they can only live and die according to their destiny.
If Lin Yi blocks their way, any one of them will not hesitate to kill him. When Lin Yi dies, the subsequent fight between them will be the same.
White Skull promised Lin Yi a huge reward, and the families behind them naturally did the same.
Killing people to seize treasures is a daily routine for cultivators. For this reason alone, Lin Yi is already a dead person in their eyes.
Lin Yi smiled faintly: "I also think that we are all human beings and there is no need to fight to the death. Why don't we value peace?"
“It’s so expensive to think that peace is so expensive!”
Someone could no longer hold back and directly attacked Lin Yi first.
As soon as it hit Lin Yi's face, he was knocked down to the ground with a slap from Lin Yi, and a circle of dense cracks appeared on the ground where his head hit.
Lin Yi leaned down and said softly: "When you go out, you must speak politely."
The man who was pushed to the ground was horrified and struggled to resist. Then he was kicked in the face. He suddenly stopped moving and did not know whether he was alive or dead.
The whole audience was astonished.
How could it be so understated?
They guessed that Lin Yi was definitely not weak, but they never thought that he would be this strong.
The remaining one hundred and seven people in the field were all dripping with cold sweat.
Many of them had the same idea just now, wanting to get the upper hand and take the opportunity to show off in front of their respective skeleton masters.
One more thing, although most human cultivators cannot accept the status of slaves, there are also many human cultivators who take the initiative to join the Skeleton Saint Clan.
Especially after the in-depth binding of interests, their cruelty towards their fellow human beings far exceeds those of the superior skeleton saints.
This is called convert fanaticism.
With a simple face-to-face meeting, Lin Yi successfully shocked everyone who was ready to make a move.
For a time, no one dared to take the lead.
If Lin Yi was a soft persimmon, they would naturally grab it better than anyone else, but now it is obvious that he is a hard nut, so no one can gnaw on it.
Suddenly, Lin Yi's eyelids twitched: "Hey, what you want has arrived."
As soon as the words fell, everyone on the opposite side immediately burst out with powerful power of rules, each one with a monstrous momentum!
Everyone who had just been suppressed by Lin Yi's aura suddenly became confident again.
Without the power of rules, their hands and feet are bound. Especially those masters who are not specialized in the physical body, naturally feel weak, and will naturally want to quit once they encounter setbacks.
But things are different now.
Any one of them has the confidence to easily crush Lin Yi.
After all, in their eyes, Lin Yi was nothing more than a peak late-stage Huang-level venerable, and the power of the rules was still sealed. Even if his physical strength was stronger, he would still be far from being able to compare with them when they regained their full strength.
If the majestic Yellow-level Dzogchen Master can't even handle a peak late-stage Yellow-level Master whose hands and feet are almost tied, then they can really find a piece of tofu and hit him to death.
However, with the lessons learned just now, although everyone felt that the situation had been completely reversed, they did not take action rashly.
After all, if Lin Yi hides some hidden cards, the one who stands out among them might become the next unlucky one.