The person who presided over the competition in the ring where Luo Zheng was sitting was an internal disciple. Seeing Luo Zheng kill his opponent, he announced with an expressionless expression.
Among the demon clan, those who are successful or defeated must be prepared to be killed when participating in the competition of the Common Sect.
Demons generally won't hold back in the arena. Unless they know they are defeated and take the initiative to admit defeat, most of them will die once they lose.
Under the gaze of many eyes, Luo Zheng slowly walked down the ring, found a corner and sat down cross-legged, waiting for the next competition.
There are too many people participating in the Cangsheng Sect Competition, and it takes a long time to wait.
"Xue Zhongtian! How dare you kill our subordinate disciples!"
However, just as Luo Zheng sat down, several powerful demons came over and stared at him with sinister expressions.
These demons are all in the realm of immortality, and two of them are even in the realm of immortality and perfection.
"Serving to obey, obeying to obey, where does the saying of obeying disciples come from in the Cangsheng Religion?"
When Luo Zheng saw that the other party was rude, he showed no weakness and sneered.
"What did you say!"
Several demons were furious, their veins were bulging, and they were almost about to explode and take action.
These people are the servants of the inner cult, and they have always been most taboo about their own identities.
Unless you can become an internal disciple, you will have the status of a servant for life. Even if you are not weak, you will still be laughed at.
So when I heard Luo Zheng mocking him in person, I immediately became furious.
"You all heard clearly what I said, why do you need me to say it again?"
Luo Zheng didn't take it seriously and said calmly: "If you want to attack me, you don't have to be polite, but I heard that if you do it before the competition, you will not only lose the qualifications for the competition, but you may even be punished by the teacher. I don't know.
How dare you!"
"Xue Zhongtian, don't be too arrogant. Your opponent in the next battle will be me. When the time comes, I want you to kneel on the ground and beg me for mercy, otherwise I will kill you on the spot!"
An Immortal Dzogchen servant stared at Luo Zheng and suddenly laughed sinisterly.
I saw the demon who spoke, his whole body covered with black lines, his face ferocious, and full of murderous intent. He was obviously a true master among his disciples.
"Oh? Just you?"
Luo Zheng looked up and said, "Then let's try it. I'll
I just want to see if there are any masters among you servants."
"Hahaha! Damn it, you simply don't know how to live or die!"
"Senior Brother Yin Tong is the third most powerful person in the realm of immortality among our disciples. Even the internal disciples there are not many who can defeat him."
"How dare you underestimate Senior Brother Yin Tong, I think you are seeking your own death!"
Several other servants sneered.
This Yin Tong is indeed a master among the disciples, not even weaker than the internal disciples.
Many people are optimistic that he can become an internal disciple in this competition.
In the last battle, Luo Zheng killed another servant in the Great Immortal Realm, but Yin Tong's cultivation level was one level higher than Luo Zheng's, so others naturally thought that Yin Tong could kill him.
After all, neither the disciples nor the servants of foreign teachers are real geniuses. Generally speaking, their cultivation level determines their respective strengths.
Killing strong men by leaping through ranks has always only happened to geniuses.
"Then let's face life and death in the ring. However, once I take action, I will never be merciful. It will be useless even if you admit defeat and beg for mercy!"
After Luo Zheng finished speaking, he closed his eyes.
The strength of these servants was so different from his that he didn't even bother to take a second look.
When several servants saw that Luo Zheng didn't take them seriously, they were all furious, but no one dared to take action. They left directly but were unwilling to do so, so they could only stand there awkwardly.
"This damn thing, wait a minute and he will know what regret feels like!"
Yin Tong looked ugly and said, "You guys stay here for me to prevent him from giving up the competition and escaping."
After saying that, Yin Tong turned around and left.
The remaining servants looked at each other and simply sat down near Luo Zheng.
"The next competition will be blood-heavy and yin-copper!"
After half a day, the internal disciple in charge called Luo Zheng.
As soon as they heard the names of Xue Zhongtian and Yin Tong, all the demons in the competition venue rushed towards the arena where the two were.
Yin Tong was originally a popular candidate for this competition, and after Luo Zheng eliminated sixteen servants, he killed one of the masters in the first competition, which also attracted the attention of many people.
Everyone knew that Luo Zheng had already formed a grudge against the internal instructor. This competition with Yin Tong would definitely be a fight to the death between the two sides, and it would naturally be very fierce.
Moreover, the people participating in the competition, apart from the protective disciples of the foreign teachers, are also the internal teachers and subordinates. There is a clear distinction between the two sides.
The battle between Luo Zheng and Yin Tong is tantamount to a competition between the foreign teachers and the internal teachers, and both sides naturally support their respective sides.
"Hmph, it's just a realm of immortality. It's impossible for him to be a match for Senior Brother Yin Tong. I think Xue Zhongtian will definitely die in an ugly way this time!"
"A bunch of ridiculous foreign disciples dare to compete with our subordinate disciples for the position of internal disciples. They are simply looking for death!"
"What a slave disciple, they are just a bunch of slaves, yet they dare to be so arrogant!"
"Just wait, Senior Brother Yin Tong will definitely kill him to death in this battle, and no one will be left alive!"
"That's not necessarily the case. Xue Zhongtian belongs to the Blood Demon Clan. It's so easy to kill them there. As long as Yin Tong is not careful, he may be killed!"
"Anyway, in this competition, all the quotas for inner disciples must be our subordinate disciples!"
"A bunch of lowly slaves also want to become internal disciples?"
For a moment, the entire venue was boiling with excitement, and the foreign teacher's disciples and servants even began to ridicule and insult each other, which was full of gunpowder.
If it hadn't been during a big competition, a big melee might have broken out.
However, seeing this, the internal disciples present did not stop them, and even felt like they were watching a show.
This has always been the case among demons, especially the lower-level demons. They are like raising poisonous insects, killing and devouring each other. Whoever can stand out will gain status and benefits.
Weak people don't care no matter how many times they die.
At this time, Yin Tong also stepped onto the ring like a dragon and a tiger!
"Senior Brother Yin Tong will win!"
"Kill Xue Zhongtian and avenge the other disciples!"
"Let those lowly foreign believers see what real strength is!"
As soon as they saw him, all the servants cheered and yelled like crazy.
"Don't worry, Xue Zhongtian will definitely die this time!"
Yin Tong looked at the audience with a proud look on his face, and said with a sinister smile: "However, before killing him, I will let him taste the pain of soul-draining!"