Hearing the young demon's words, Ji Tianxing frowned slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Tianman Demon Commander? He is the one who comes to personally oversee the competition in the ring?"
He is no stranger to the Demon Commander Tianman, and it can even be said that he hates him deeply.
When he married Yunyao and returned to Zhongzhou City to marry Yunyao, it was Demon Commander Tianman who followed the Demon Emperor and kidnapped Yunyao.
When he thought of the past, the fire of anger ignited in his heart, and a strong murderous intention surged in his heart.
At the same time, he had to worry about one thing.
"The Demon Commander Tianman's strength has reached around the sixth level of the Soul Refining Realm, and he is no stranger to me. If he recognizes my soul aura during the competition in the ring... the consequences will be disastrous!"
Just when he was worried about this matter, the demon youth at a certain table raised his glass and drank, and said with a chuckle: "I heard from the gossip that the people who came to Baishan City to participate in the arena competition this time,
There are at least four to five hundred people, and everyone wants to be the personal guard of Her Royal Highness the Saint.
There are also many people who come here to see the Holy Lady, wanting to see her beauty.
It’s a pity that only a hundred people can achieve their wish in the end, most of them have to be eliminated, and I’m afraid they will never see Her Royal Highness the Saint in this life!”
A demon youth at another table muttered in a low voice: "It is said that Her Royal Highness the Saint is not a member of our race. People who have seen her say that she is very ugly, thin and short, with white skin.
It's so scary. She wears a long white dress all day long, covering her face with a cloak and veil...
Alas...there are still many people who don't know this news, and think that Her Royal Highness the Saint is so graceful, and they dream of seeing her true face, which is really ridiculous and pitiful!"
Although this person's voice was not loud, everyone in the lobby had the strength of the Yuan Dan realm, so they could naturally hear him clearly.
Ji Tianxing frowned slightly, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and his suspicion became more and more confirmed in his heart.
The people around him also started talking among themselves.
"Yes! I've heard about this news too, but I didn't expect that so many people don't know about it!"
"Sigh... I originally thought that the saint must be a one-of-a-kind beauty, but I didn't expect that she would be so ugly!"
"Oh my god! I would rather not hear this news. You have shattered the beautiful illusions I have always had. You are so disgusting!"
"It's really strange. Since the saint is not a member of our race, why did His Majesty the Demon Emperor still make her a saint?"
"A thin, short, pale-skinned woman, such an ugly woman, is not even as good as the most ordinary woman in our clan... Even that woman over there is ten times more beautiful than the saint, right?"
A certain demon youth said while his eyes were still searching around the hall, and finally landed on A Luo.
There were dozens of demon youths sitting in the lobby of the inn, but there was only one woman, A Luo. Naturally, the demon youth wanted to compare her with her.
Suddenly, everyone turned to look at A Luo, looked at her from head to toe, and made some comments.
A Luo's face suddenly turned cold, his eyes flashed with deep anger, and he glared at the demon youth.
Full of anger, she stood up as soon as she slapped the table, looked at the man who was whispering, and shouted angrily: "You abominable bastards! You are so shameless and disgusting!
Regardless of the saint's identity and appearance, she is a saint consecrated by His Majesty the Demon Emperor. How can you bastards criticize her?
Furthermore, Her Majesty the Holy Lady uses secret techniques every month to bring down the holy spring rain to the major tribes, helping hundreds of millions of people of our tribe to reborn and relieve their pain.
What a kind and noble person your Royal Highness the Saint is? She is like a goddess in this world, the savior of hundreds of millions of people in our race!
And you hypocritical and disgusting bastards have accepted the gift of Her Majesty the Holy Lady and been baptized by the holy spring water, but you still criticize her behind her back, do you still want to be ashamed?"
A Luo had a hot temper and her tone was full of indignation and contempt. These words were like a heavy hammer, which stunned everyone in the lobby.
Everyone turned their heads and looked at her blankly.
There was a sudden silence in the lobby, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
After a while, everyone came back to their senses. Most of them looked ashamed, bowed their heads and drank quickly, remaining silent and not daring to say anything more.
But a demon youth stood up and walked towards A Luo with a sneer on his face.
This person is the one who first said that the Saint is ugly. He is about thirty years old and possesses the strength of the ninth level of Yuan Dan Realm.
He walked to Ji Tianxing and stood next to him, looked at A Luo condescendingly, and said with a sneer: "Little girl, we are just chatting for a few words, why are you so excited?
Who are you, the saint? Does it have anything to do with you?
Countless people knew that the Saint was ugly, and everyone was talking about it, but His Majesty the Demon Emperor was not angry.
We were just talking casually, why do you insult us in public?
Apologize to me immediately, otherwise I will not show mercy to you and will make you crawl out!"
As he spoke, the demon youth also twisted his neck, his fists clenched loudly, and violent anger surged throughout his body.
"You!" A Luo was immediately furious, his eyes filled with anger, and he subconsciously wanted to attack with his fists.
The big bear sitting next to her suddenly stood up and rushed in front of her in a flash.
"Asshole, you are looking for death!"
Big Bear roared angrily, swung his fists with all his strength, and hit the demon youth.
"Hmph! You don't overestimate your own capabilities!" The demon youth snorted disdainfully, with strong black energy surging in his hands, he clenched his fist and smashed the big bear hard.
Many sharp spikes emerged from his fists, his fingers turned into black claws, and dark nails grew out.
Obviously, this demon youth is from the Shura tribe, he is best at close combat and has great strength.
"Bang!"
The two fists clashed fiercely, causing a dull loud noise and violent energy that spread in all directions.
The energy swept through, and the tables, chairs and benches around him were shattered one after another, and people fell to the ground on their backs.
Everyone got up in a hurry, quickly retreated to a distance, and stood aside to watch the show.
The big bear was also thrown away by the Shura youth and crashed into the wall, making a big hole in the dark brown rock wall and splattering countless rubbles.
When the big bear crawled out of the masonry ruins, he was already out of breath, his arms were broken, hanging weakly by his side, his fists were also full of cuts, and blood was flowing.
A Luo exclaimed with both anger and worry, and recklessly punched the Shura youth.
However, the Shura youth sneered contemptuously, burst out with even greater strength, and punched A Luo away with a fierce punch.
"Plop!"
A'luo also hit the wall, knocking a big hole out of the stone wall, and fell next to the big bear, spitting out blood.
Although the Shura youth was ruthless in their tactics, no one of the demons who were watching said anything to condemn him. Instead, they showed gloating expressions, as if they were watching a good show.