Master Salted Fish took me to lie down like a boss

You Sang felt that she was sure to win, because she could pretend to eat it, and through various cover-ups, she could deliver this special roasted animal meat to a small space to feed the spirit beasts she had raised in captivity.

Not to mention a roasted beast as big as a lamb, even if there were ten or a hundred, it would not be enough for those beasts to fill their teeth.

Thinking of this, You Sang glanced at the layout of the field, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or not. Everyone's seats were divided into two waves, facing each other. The ones on the left were those occupied by the Purple Palace Shura, and those on the right were occupied by the Red Palace Shura. people.

The number of people was roughly the same. The only difference was that there was only Wen Xue sitting at the front wearing an orange mask on the right, while there were two on their side.

Although everyone is here to choose a saint, everyone should compete individually, but after being divided into two parts, everyone has a tendency to oppose each other. Not only do they have to compete with the person opposite, but also with the people around them. .

Especially Xia Lan, I don't know if it was because of the previous conflict. From the moment she sat down, her eyes were fixed on Wen Xue opposite her. She clearly regarded Wen Xue opposite her as an enemy.

And Wen Xue didn't try to give in, and her eyes were considered provocative.

The cruelty of the test was immediately highlighted. People of the same level were pitted against each other, people from different camps were pitted against each other, and then they were pitted against those around them.

You Sang poked the roasted beast in front of him, but neither of them paid attention to her.

"I hope everyone will pay attention to the next test. This test is not only for selection, but also for your benefit." After everything was prepared, Zidian Shura stood in front of everyone and said slowly, "Everyone has this test in front of them. This is a Rakshasa beast specially raised by Rakshasa Sea. I believe everyone has heard of this. It can have the effect of cleansing the essence and cutting the marrow. The more you eat, the more beneficial it will be for your future cultivation."

As soon as Purple Palace Shura finished speaking, Red Palace Shura spoke. Her voice was not as charming as when You Sang was overhearing. Instead, it was a bit more majestic than Purple Palace Shura. "After this selection is over, those who have outstanding performance will join the competition." We will go to the Shura Hall in the Rakshasa Sea together, and the rest will be sent out separately, but each village will be stationed. It is true that those who stay will have a smooth road, but only those who follow us back to the main hall will become saints. Opportunity. I think everyone should be very clear about the rights and glory of the Saint of Shura Hall, right?" Even though the two Shura were standing in front of them, the candidates sitting in the seats couldn't help but started to commotion.

Those who came to be selected were not only those who were temporarily captured by the village as young men like You Sang, but also those who were bent on reaching the peak of power, and those like Xia Lan who came with a mission.

The two Shura's words of beating and beating instantly aroused the fighting spirit of many people.

The other positions may still require strength, and everyone needs to practice slowly and climb up step by step, but the saint does not need to have excessive strength at the beginning. What the saint needs is potential. When a person has enough potential, she will If you can become a saint, the Shura Palace will give the saint strength and help her grow.

So even though Saintess is a high-risk profession, everyone still flocks to it to provide resources for this position.

This position makes them jealous!

These two Shura inspired everyone's fighting spirit with just a few words.

You Sang glanced at everyone and took in everyone's expressions calmly. Who said that only real sword and gun competitions would lead to injuries and death?

Just eating would exhaust you to death.

But the most frightening thing is that those who stretch themselves to death do so willingly, or even until they die, they hope they can eat a few more bites.

You Sang didn't know how many similar competitions there would be in the future, but she had already felt the cruelty of the Saintess selection with such a soft knife.