I became a fox girl and was captured by the True Dragon Saint

like.

Of course, others don’t think so at all.

There was total silence in the audience, and the few spectators were breathing heavily.

The four people who were standing in the surrender zone before, silently wanted to walk out of the surrender zone and give up surrendering. Although they didn't know who this teammate was, they were smart and naturally would not miss the opportunity to get points.

However, as soon as one foot left the circle of the surrender zone, the foot flew into the sky.

"You've already surrendered, so don't be so shameless to take the spoils... It has nothing to do with you." Jiang Ke'er pointed the tip of the sword in front of the faces of several people and said in a calm voice.

A few people swallowed their saliva, feeling the murderous intent so close, and shrank back.

competition is over.

The rank badge on Jiang Keer's chest emitted bursts of light, and gradually the badge turned bronze.

Because four teammates surrendered, she took all the points for this victory, which allowed her to be promoted directly from the lowest Iron rank to Bronze.

Although it is still a younger rank, it is still better than Black Iron.

"Do you want to continue matching?"

The players at the stadium looked at the gradually increasing number of spectators and asked Jiang Keer with some anticipation.

Jiang Keer shook her head, put away the badge, and left the stadium silently.

She didn't want to match anymore. She had deeply realized how unfriendly the matching mechanism was to the demon race.

Although the Shenzhou Cup does not prohibit the demon race from participating, the demon race has never appeared in the top 32 or even the top 64 every year.

Is it that the demon race is weak in combat? Obviously not. This difficult environment is probably one of the reasons. In addition, killing is not prohibited in the competition. Even if there is a demon race team with a good record, it will die in revenge killing halfway.

This is a competition originally organized by a human clan, so it's natural that the demon clan is not welcome. If the demon clan comes here and insists on achieving some results... then they're really asking for trouble.

Jiang Keer always likes to practice this kind of silly and self-defeating behavior.

"Mom, I'm hungry~"

Fried Egg's call forced Jiang Ke'er to collect her thoughts and she had no choice but to take out the milk.

"I don't want to drink Naina anymore," Little Fried Egg threw away the straw.

Jiang Ke'er was furious: "You said you wanted to drink it yesterday, but you're tired of it today?"

"I want to eat that. If I eat that, I will grow bigger!"

As he spoke, Fried Egg pointed with his little pointed beak to the prize area behind the arena - the reward for the teams that qualified from the town arena competition, the Earth Flame Stone Crystal.

Jiang Ke'er felt a pang of pain in her flesh: "You really know how to eat. I'll go see if there's any for sale."

Jiang Keer ran to the auction house, asked around, and looked through the list of recent auction items, but the result was naturally... nothing.

How could it be so easy to buy the rewards for qualifying for the tournament? The purpose of its existence is to tempt monks who are thirsty for materials to participate in the tournament.

Jiang Ke'er had secretly mocked those poor souls who risked their lives for these rewards, but she didn't expect that she would immediately become the next one.

Well, for the sake of this nominal daughter, and for the sake of Lord Jinwu who will become a high-quality pillar in the future.

There is a venerable guarding the prize, and if you try to steal it yourself you will be exposed, so you can only play in the competition.

But Jiang Keer didn't want to participate in the competition in this way. It was too ostentatious. Not only was it time-consuming and laborious, but it was also easy to attract attacks from people with ulterior motives. If she was not careful, she might even lose her life.

She wanted a team, a team belonging to the demon race, to see how far she could go with all her efforts.

But she couldn't find the team. Li Shimin would not waste his elite forces on such a seemingly meaningless thing, and Jiang Ke'er didn't want to bring Qingyue, Mu Guoguo and the others into this meat grinder-like place.

She needs a group of crazy teammates who are not afraid of death but will not be a drag.

But because they were not afraid of death, they had already died long ago.

After much thought... matching is the only way to go.

After taking a look at the arena filled with hateful gazes, Jiang Keer turned back reluctantly.

One against five! Most likely, every game will be one against five! Maybe even one against nine!

"Ugh……"

Jiang Ke'er rolled her eyes and walked to the edge of the ring.

The arena matchmaker looked at Jiang Ke'er in surprise: "May I ask your registered name, faction, and match position?"

"Jiang Qingyi, a disciple of the demon clan of Taiming Sect, in a supporting position."

(1/1 Cool down today and continue writing the detailed outline later.)

7. Chop

Jiang Keer came to the bronze arena.

The number of spectators here began to increase. After all, most people would only reach the bronze, silver and gold levels in their lifetime, and among them, bronze and silver had the largest population base.

"Kill her! Kill her!"

The endless shouting created a high atmosphere.

Jiang Keer discovered that no matter where she went, there were human monks with a sense of justice in their hearts who spontaneously formed teams to conquer.

She is like a demon king, and there is never a shortage of warriors around her who want to kill her.

"Mom, why do they want to kill you?" Little Fried Egg asked puzzledly.

"Because Mom is a bad guy," Jiang Keer smiled and stepped onto the stage.

"I'm not a bad guy!" Little Poached Egg said angrily, "Mom is the best!"

"Good and bad are always judged from one's own perspective. In your eyes, mom is a good egg, but in their eyes, mom is a bad egg," Jiang Ke'er poked the yolk of the poached egg. "So, when you should be a good egg, be a good egg, and when you should be a bad egg, be a bad egg. Be the egg you want to be, and never let others tell you what kind of egg you should be."

The little guy seemed to understand, but after a while, he rubbed Jiang Keer's hair and said confidently: "I am a fried egg!"

Jiang Keer smiled.

"One against nine?"

Seeing the teammate she had just matched with take out his weapon, but the weapon was not pointed at the enemy, but at herself, she couldn't help but sigh softly.

She glanced at the referee. In theory, attacking teammates would result in a suspension, but at this moment the referee turned a blind eye to the hostility of those people and did not give any warning.

She really wants to keep a low profile and gain points. Is it so difficult for her to play a serious game?

"start!"

Nine monks attacked Jiang Ke'er at the same time.

The arena was not big, and Jiang Keer had almost no chance to dodge.

Two flying swords and three fireballs came towards them from different directions. Jiang Ke'er seized the opportunity and raised her hand to pull out the "Wind Barrier".

The wind wall blocked the two flying swords. Seeing that the fireball was about to hit her back, Jiang Keer ducked over the wind wall and hid on the other side.

"Bang bang bang-"

The three fireballs were so powerful that they blew the wind wall into pieces. Jiang Ke'er used the shock wave to accelerate forward and rushed towards the oncoming swordsman.

The blade was so swift and powerful that lightning exploded on the blade, with the might to split Jiang Ke'er in two, without holding back!

When it comes to martial arts that rely so much on strength, using a sword to attack it is like hitting a rock with an egg; you can only avoid its edge.

With dynamic vision turned on, Jiang Ke'er slid and crouched, passed by the opponent's side, cut off the opponent's right leg with a sword, and took the opportunity when the opponent lost balance and fell to the ground to stab the opponent in the back of the head.

He drew his sword, shook off the blood stains on the sword, and drew a clear line on the ground.

Old rules, if you want to kill me, I will kill you.

"It's not too late to surrender. If you want to die, continue."

Jiang Keer doesn't like meaningless fights.

Unfortunately, under the inspiring atmosphere off the field, no young man full of vigor and vitality could give up the opportunity to become a hero in front of everyone.

The flying swords and magic spells attacked again, and Jiang Ke'er targeted the controller.

The long silk was entangled and layered in front of Jiang Ke'er, blocking her way.

Jiang Ke'er jumped nimbly and was in the air in a flash.

The eight human cultivators were overjoyed! They immediately manipulated their magic to catch up, and while Jiang Ke'er was in the air and had difficulty gaining leverage, they blocked all possibilities of Jiang Ke'er's whereabouts.

Jiang Ke'er put the sword back into the sheath, and when she drew it out again, the power of the strong wind was surging on the sword.

The strong wind carried the vast spiritual power and rolled towards the ground! Like a violent tornado, the tornado swallowed all the attacks, and then easily tore the long silk barrier apart, pressing down on the five long-range monks hiding behind!

The howling of the wind drowned out all the shouts. In the face of death, all the courage that was temporarily inflated became a joke.

Without the protection of the long silk barrier, Jiang Ke'er came with the wind, the light of killing was sharp and refreshing.

There are three more.

A monk suddenly held a huge golden bell and slammed it down towards her! The bell was full of mechanisms and blades, like a meat grinder.

The idea is good, but it is not as strong as Frost Shadow.

Several sword lights slashed through the body of the bell, and the rapidly rotating gears and blades inside were instantly blown away. The monk who was holding the bell was stabbed through the chest and back by the blade, and died under his own mechanism.

There are two left.

The last two people, realizing that something was wrong, ran towards their respective surrender areas at the fastest speed.

Jiang Ke'er spun lightly, holding the sword in each hand, as if she was performing a stunning Hu Xuan dance.

Frost Shadow Qingcheng flew out of her hand, pierced through the chests of the two men, and nailed them firmly to the barrier wall at the edge of the ring.

With a flick of his finger, the Alluring Frost Shadow returned to its sheath on its own.

Jiang Keer dusted off her clothes and took off the badge. She knew what would happen next.

The inscription on the badge first turned into four sections of bronze, then dimmed and suddenly lost all its luster.

"Attack a teammate, causing his death. You are..."

Choking——

Frost Shadow suddenly came out of its sheath and then returned to it, and the referee's voice suddenly became vague.

"...suspended." The referee's head flew in the air and he uttered these last three words.

Jiang Ke'er had expected this to happen. Since she was competing on the enemy's territory, she would inevitably encounter double-standard referees and there was no way to avoid it.

But she couldn't live like a grandson.

Since he's been banned anyway, let's just fire the referee as well.

After beating the referee, Jiang Ke'er decisively stepped down from the stage and mixed into the crowd. While the Venerable-level warriors were paying attention to other arenas and had not yet reacted, she got into the Mingzhou Cauldron.

"Mom, I don't want to eat that stone anymore." Little Fried Egg said in a gloomy tone.

"why?"

"I don't want my mother to get hurt..."

Jiang Ke'er felt warm for no reason.

She thought she had hatched a troublemaker, but unexpectedly the little fried egg was surprisingly sensible.

"Don't worry, mom is very powerful."

Jiang Keer didn't believe that she would be banned forever.

After what happened today, I am simply a walking traffic star, and the organizers of the competition are eager for me to continue to go on stage and cause trouble.

It's not just to attract attention, sell tickets and place bets, but also to give other human monks the opportunity to go on stage to fight against him, kill this bastard monster and avenge his previous shame.

At this critical juncture, neither side wants to lose momentum, especially the human race. If they continue to ban Jiang Keer, wouldn’t that be admitting defeat?

That's right, Jiang Ke'er really doesn't want to fight nine people alone, alas...

I was walking on the street, feeling worried, when suddenly a chair flew towards me!

Subconsciously, he quickly ducked his head to avoid the chair, but then a series of beer bottles flew at him and shattered all over the floor.

The situation escalated, and objects kept flying out of the window of the tavern not far away. Soon, the beer bottles turned into wine barrels, knives, and long swords...

Pedestrians on the road are used to it and avoid it skillfully.

Crackling, bang—