Although Ye Guzhou did a good job, Yan Ruyu's evaluation was only average, and the audience present didn't care, but booed loudly, asking Ye Guzhou to get off the stage quickly, don't delay them to watch the next one.

Huo Xiu sat in the first row and witnessed the whole process. was noncommittal about Yan Ruyu's comments, but admired Ye Guzhou a lot.

The other party's physique and talent are very average, but they can recognize themselves and develop their strengths and avoid weaknesses. Through the accurate grasp of the true qi, the knife hit the weakness of the black-haired bison, and dragged this behemoth to death.

It can be said that if Ye Guzhou is healthy, the black-haired bison will not last more than a quarter of an hour.

But the reality is so cruel, if the physical fitness is not good, it will seriously affect the strength of the martial artist, and the road of martial arts will become more and more rugged.

At this moment, Ye Guzhou was enduring the wild boos of the audience, he lowered his head and walked out of the ring lonely.

Yan Ruyu is a disciple of the Nanshan Sect, and at the Demon Eradication Conference, he represents the Nanshan Sect, and his evaluation is equivalent to the Nanshan Sect's opinion of each participant.

Although this kind of evaluation does not affect the participating contestants to participate in the entry trial of the Nanshan Sect in the future, a good evaluation is, after all, an affirmation of the future development of these young martial artists in the Nanshan Sect.

The various forces behind these warriors, such as the martial mansions, families, and sects, will also decide the amount of resources to pour according to the evaluation of the participants, so as to ensure that the promising warriors can enter the Nanshan Sect.

Especially for a martial artist like Ye Guzhou who has no background, Wufu is the only object they can rely on. However, the resources of the martial arts are limited after all, and only martial artists who have received excellent evaluations can receive full support. Others, etc., can only let it go.

In all fairness, Ye Guzhou's performance was very good. The black-haired bison is not an unknown person, and it ranks quite high among the true demons of the same level.

But just because Ye Guzhou didn't go along with Yan Ruyu's intentions, Yan Ruyu gave him an unworthy evaluation, which also seriously affected his martial arts path.

In the eyes of Nanzhen Wufu, Ye Guzhou is probably not worth cultivating, and his hope of entering the Nanshan Sect is also beginning to become slim.

Ye Guzhou bit his lip tightly, barely controlling his emotions. Suddenly, he heard a burst of extremely enthusiastic applause, which looked out of place in the boos of the audience.

Ye Guzhou raised his head and found that in the first row, there was a black-haired boy about his age, who was applauding him vigorously.

That's Huo Xiu.

Huo Xiu found that Ye Guzhou had paid attention, so he worked harder.

Suddenly, Huo Xiu felt a sharp look in his eyes, and he was watching him from the side. Like a poisonous snake lurking in the shadows, insidious and ruthless.

Huo Xiu turned around and found that it was Yan Ruyu sitting in the center of the first row.

Yan Ruyu was twisting her head at this time, asking Xiao Leng, the master of the Cangshan Martial Mansion, about the identity of this maverick young man.

Xiao Leng flipped through the roster and immediately responded: "That kid's name is Huo Xiu, he is a martial artist from Zhenyuan Martial Mansion, and his participation number is No. 44. ”

Yan Ruyu frowned, and said softly: "Arrange a powerful true demon for him, it is best to be able to win the two people in front of him." In other words, Huo Xiu is going to appear as the third opponent of this true demon. ”

Xiao Leng glanced at the roster and immediately understood what Yan Ruyu meant. He beckoned the guard beside him and whispered a few words.

The guard hurriedly said yes, and then quickly returned to the backstage where the demon clan was being held.

In this way, without Huo Xiu's complete knowledge, his opponent had quietly changed.

Even so, Huo Xiu still vaguely felt a little hairy in his heart. Yan Ruyu's eyes were so vicious that he couldn't help but feel a little vigilant.

In fact, Huo Xiu admired Yan Ruyu's strength and vision very much.

Those who can enter the Nanshan Sect are not ordinary people, and they reached the middle stage of the clutch realm around the age of 20, which also shows that Yan Ruyu's entry into the Nanshan Sect is no accident.

With only limited information and a competition, it is possible to determine the weaknesses and direction of the participants. This person's vision is not weaker than that of the masters of various martial arts.

However, for Yan Ruyu's character, Huo Xiu is really difficult to agree.

Perhaps it is Yan Ruyu's martial arts path that has been smooth, which makes him think very highly of himself and does not allow anyone weaker than him to raise any objections.

Ye Guzhou just slightly contradicted it, and greatly lowered the rating, Yan Ruyu's mind is really too narrow-minded.

Now, Huo Xiu knew that he had been targeted by Yan Ruyu, and maybe when it was his turn, it would be a vicious battle. Only by going all out can you win a chance to win.

Huo Xiu touched his chin and secretly made up his mind.

At this time, in the ring, the competition between the participating players and the real demon is also one after another.

Overall, the Terrans are still facing a great disadvantage. There are very few who can win one victory, and only two or three people can win two games in a row. As for winning all three battles and gaining the attention of the Nanshan Sect, there is no one.

On the other hand, the demon clan is as imposing as a rainbow, and there are several real demons such as jackals, bears and leopards who have won all three battles, and even a few demon clans killed the participants on the spot. Blood was dripping and sprinkled all over the ring.

But none of the guards went to the rescue, because that's the rule of the convention. In the ring, life and death are at your own risk. If you can't retreat in the face of the demon clan in the ring, you can only be a cannon fodder on the front line of the 100,000 mountains, and there is no use in the slightest.

Soon, after a while, twenty or thirty participants entered the ring.

In the afternoon, the sun began to turn scorching, but the audience was enthusiastic and roaring.

Finally, it was time for the No. 42 player to take the stage.

At this time, on the ring, there was a rather heroic long-haired young man, and his opponent was a wild boar the size of a calf.

Compared to jackals, bears and leopards, the wild boar's attack power is slightly weaker, which also makes the long-haired boy breathe a sigh of relief and decide to take out his opponent in one go and win a good evaluation.

Just as the young man's wrist flipped and condensed a true qi edge. The boar snorted, and the bristles on its body stood on end.

The next moment, I saw the boar's body tremble, and more than a dozen hard bristles shot out of the air, stabbing directly at the long-haired boy.

The young man was shocked, and his true qi blade swung up and down, barely knocking down a few bristles, but he still received four or five blows, and he couldn't help screaming in pain.

What's even more terrifying is that before the boy can check his injury, the wild boar on the opposite side has already slammed into him like an arrow from the string.

The long-haired boy didn't have time to dodge, and was knocked into the air by a blow, crossing the entire ring and crashing directly into the stands.

The combat power of this wild boar is so terrifying!