The people standing on the field were also like a world away, they looked around, and then at the sky, and when they were sure that they had finally survived, their faces were not joyful, but more of a kind of horror and the aftermath of the catastrophe.

God knows what they went through during those three days.

Among these 10,000 disciples, it can be said that the vast majority of them do not have much experience in life-and-death battles, because they usually live in greenhouses.

And this time, they really left all protection and went deep into a frozen and snowy place.

In the midst of this, they experienced the hunt of life and death.

Before coming to the Raging Lan Sect, they used to be the top geniuses in a place, they were highly regarded, and they were highly sought after.

However, in the Snow Mountain Training Ground, everyone's innate strength is above the worldly level, and everyone's strength is in a similar realm, but only combat experience and temperament can win in this training.

After passing through this snow-capped mountain training ground, two thousand disciples died, among which I don't know how many disciples of the nobles of the family, and I don't know how many princes and grandsons, and even some powerful descendants.

Without exception, those who died in the Raging Lan Sect are dead, and no one can find the Raging Lan Sect to return to justice.

Life or death, this is already a legendary notoriety of the Wild Lan Sect.

The many elders on the stage were indifferent when they saw that there were only these eight thousand disciples left in the audience, even if only half of them were left, they would not frown.

The presiding elder on the stage ignored the countless disciples below who seemed to be separated from the world, and said loudly:

"Now, please get the disciples below ten tokens, and leave the field, you will be ordinary disciples from now on, and you are only worthy of being the lowest disciple of my Raging Lan Sect!"

Ruthless, indifferent!

This kind of preaching asks which teenager's self-esteem will not be hit.

They are touted on the outside, and even if they lose in the game, they will only receive comfort and encouragement, but they have never seen such a domineering and indifferent declaration.

However, this is the Wild Lan Sect, the respect of the strong is definitely not a few simple words, this is the rule of the Wild Lan Sect!

They didn't get ten tokens, whatever the reason, it's the weak!

The weak do not deserve respect.

This is the iron rule of the Raging Lan Sect, and it is a nightmare for most people.

After hearing this announcement, most of the disciples in the audience couldn't help but turn pale, and even their faces were full of loss.

This may be the most painful blow to their group of geniuses, and even some disciples couldn't stand this cruel reality and cried on the spot.

"No, I don't believe it, just the last second, just the last second, I can get that jade medal! It's not fair, I also want to become a miscellaneous disciple!"

"It's not fair! I'm just a disciple of enlightenment, I have two spiritual roots, I'm a genius! I should enjoy special treatment, I want to be an outer disciple!"

"Yes, I'm only fifteen years old, sixteen years old is already a triple enlightenment, try to ask who in the world can do it, I ask for privileges, we compare to others, this time I will definitely win." ”

"Give us another chance, we are definitely not just an ordinary disciple, come again!"

“......”

When one person shouted, more people shouted.

They want rights, they want more opportunities, they want fairness!

However, in the face of the chorus of the disciples shouting, the elder presiding on the high platform was indifferent, and his eyes were full of disdain.

"Fair, let me let you know what fairness is in the Raging Wave Sect!"

The elder on the stage waved his hand, but saw a ray of water sweeping towards the group of disciples who shouted for fairness.

In the next second, the group of disciples who shouted for fairness were swept up by the water and fell down again, and blood splattered all over the ground in an instant.

The wail came instantly, and most of the disciples who fell down were seriously injured, and basically they were broken bones, and the unlucky ones directly turned into blood and water.

For a moment, the atmosphere on the field was solemn and terrifying.

When the other disciples saw this scene, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and the panic in their hearts spread in an instant.

The elder of the Raging Lan Sect actually took the initiative to attack the disciple, and besides, it was an attack of life and death!?

When the onlookers on the field saw this scene, none of them even made a sound, but they were accustomed to it, and some even had a trace of contemptuous smiles.

They are laughing at the ignorance of this group of newcomers, but also at their worthless courage and unity.

A few of the disciples who had not been killed stood up in embarrassment, their faces full of resentment.

How did they, the flowers in the greenhouse, grow up with a golden key in their mouths, and have never suffered such a great grievance, but today they are wantonly insulted and attacked, how can they calm down?

They had even forgotten the majesty of the Wild Lan Sect, and even pointed at the presiding elder on the stage and roared:

"You, you, you dare to hurt Young Master Ben, no one has ever dared to do this to Young Master Ben, Lao Tzu must gather people, even if you are a strong Yuanying person, I have a hundred ways to make you die without a corpse!"

However, the elders on the high platform glanced at him, and suddenly laughed loudly, laughing extremely sarcastically.

And those elders outside the arena also shook their heads and sneered, threatening the elders of the Raging Lan Sect for such crimes, even if they change kingdoms, they can't bear it.

And this disciple is just a noble child of the kingdom, and he is simply too brainless to say such things.

It must be known that the Yuanying powerhouse of the Wild Lan Sect is more valuable than all the Yuanying powerhouses in the outside world.

The presiding elder on the high platform suddenly stopped, but saw that with a flick of his fingers, the heads of the group of disciples were all cut off.

The moment the head fell, they only heard the indifferent ridicule of the presiding elder:

"This is the fairness you want! Here, it's a dragon, and you have to coil it for me, and if it's a tiger, you have to lie down for me! Above the strong, the weak are all ants!"

There was a chill on the field, and there was more or less fear on everyone's faces.

They were starting to get scared, the domineering and iron-blooded nature of the Raging Lan Sect had made them realize the true law of the jungle for the first time.

This is the hell of the weak, and the weak will only become ants here, even if they are trampled to death, they have no human rights.

This is a paradise for the strong, where geniuses and strong people can grow freely, and they no longer have to be shackled by status.

You don't see, how many princes and grandsons are in that group of corpses.

In front of the Raging Lan Sect, how could they make half a wave?

On the field, Chu Tian, who had been bored all the time, suddenly raised an inexplicable smile.

Everyone would be afraid of the law of the jungle, which is worse than death, but Chu Tian was full of excitement.

This cruel and indifferent bloodthirsty jungle is suitable for the growth of wild beasts...... And Chu Tian is the dragon entrenched in the beast herd!