"I-I'm on the field? What are you talking nonsense? I'm just a scholar. How could I go on the field? Wait, what did you say just now? You said that Young Master Tianhuo would lose? I said that you have a real problem with your mind? How could Mr. Tianhuo even practiced the Danhuo Fire? It's simply nonsense!"

The young scholar was shocked at first, and then began to refute. Halfway through the words, he realized another meaning in Yu Xiaotian's speech. He immediately realized that this guy was really ill and said that he was a psychopath and didn't really wrong this guy.

Yu Xiaotian didn't care about the scholar's words. He grabbed it casually and took out a folding fan, shook it gently while turning his head and smiling to the scholar:

"Will you lose? Then what if we make a bet? If Tian Huoyan on the stage wins, I will go on stage and apologize to him in public. But if he loses, you will go on stage to challenge the useless son of the Dushi family that day. How about it?"

"I--How can I get on stage if I can't refine elixirs?"

The scholar's angry expression became a little nervous at this time. He was born to not like to practice, and he had very little cultivation and knew nothing about alchemy. Letting him go to the stage was simply a joke.

"I don't dare anymore. Is it because you are hesitating that you have no confidence in Tianhuoyan?"

"Who said that Mr. Tianhuo will never lose. Just bet. If you lose, you must apologize to Mr. Tianhuo."

The scholar immediately agreed to the scene after being provoked by Yu Xiaotian. After saying this, he turned his head and looked at the ring. He had missed a lot of disturbances by this guy just now. At this moment, he didn't want to be disturbed again. It was the main thing to concentrate on watching the young master Tianhuo show his power.

His eyes stayed on the scholar for a moment, and after a mysterious smile appeared, Yu Xiaotian also looked at the ring again. There was a new change in the ring where they were talking, and the young master of the Tiandu family, Tiandusha, had also released his pill fire.

A purple-black flame about an inch high, the size of an oil lamp, jumped on his index finger. This is the Dan Fire of Tiandu Sha.

Everyone is already very familiar with this elixir fire. In the past three days, many geniuses of the gods were burned to ashes by this small flame. Every time they saw this very small flame, the White Jade tribe members under the ring would feel cold and frightened. Those geniuses of the gods died under the flames, in front of everyone's eyes. Everyone could see clearly, and even the screams were still in their ears.

When the purple-black flame appeared again, the excited shouts from the ring stopped instantly. The White Jade tribe members who shouted that the young master of Tianhuo would win were all shut up at this moment.

"We don't have to be afraid, Young Master Tianhuo's Danhuo is much larger than this!"

It seemed to be to drive away the fear in my heart, and it seemed to be cheering up my confidence. Someone in the crowd shouted again, and others also agreed, and cheers and shouts boiled again. Everyone looked at the Danhuoyan, which was obviously dozens of times bigger and tens of times stronger, and their confidence in their hearts became even more.

Unlike everyone's optimism, Tianhuoyan on the ring was extremely nervous at this moment. The purple-black flame was far superior to his blue flame in terms of level. He also knew this before he went on stage, but only after close perception was made, he truly understood the horror of the flame.

The inconspicuous flame contains the power of destruction, not burning, but destruction.

Tian Huoyan stared at the beating flames not far away. The more he felt, the more he could perceive the danger. Because of his nervousness, his face was even covered with fine beads of sweat.

On the other side, Tiandu Sha was still sitting there lazily, touching his fingers, playing with the purple-black Danhuo on his index finger. He changed his fingers from time to time, letting the Danhuo dance on his five fingers, and having fun on his own. Although it was a competition, the young master of Tiandu had never seen Tianhuoyan directly on the opposite side.

His indifferent performance made the Baiyu tribe members in the audience nervous again. Why was that guy from the Tiandu family not afraid at all? What's going on? Is it because Young Master Tianhuo's Danhuo's fire not as powerful as him? Thinking of this, everyone's hearts rose again, and the previous shouts of cheers disappeared again, and the silence was restored from the ring, and the tense atmosphere enveloped the whole audience. The only relaxing thing was Tiandu Sha on the ring.

The young master of Tiandu, wearing a white robe, was still playing with his pill fire, as if he really didn't see Tianhuoyan on the opposite side. However, only this young master of Tiandu knew how angry he was at the moment.

How can this mere ants have Danhuo? What luck did he have? What qualifications are the so-called geniuses of the pseudo-god clan to have Danhuo? Only he deserves such a magical thing in the world.

In anger, Tiandusha's eyes continued to change, and under the cover of indifferent disguise, there was ferocity and greed.

"I'm going to do it, I hope your young master Tianhuo can survive."

Under the ring, Yu Xiaotian's lazy voice sounded again. His voice seemed particularly harsh in the silence under the ring. Everyone was extremely nervous. At this moment, His Highness the Young Master was still shaking the fan and making annoying comments with a relaxed look on his face.

"Don't talk nonsense here, the young master of Tianhuo must-"

The young man dressed as a scholar on the side immediately retorted, but before he finished speaking, the storm suddenly surged in the ring.

He saw Tiandusha, who was originally sitting on the chair, suddenly sat up. Then he flicked his fingers, and the purple-black flame on his fingers instantly expanded. In the blink of an eye, the flame as big as a wick turned into a flame wolf head.

"Go!"

As Tiandusha waved his hand gently to the opposite side, the flame wolf head shot out instantly and headed towards Tianhuoyan opposite.

Seeing the flaming wolf head attacking, a hint of panic flashed in Tianhuoyan's eyes. After gritting his teeth, he threw the blue flame on his palm towards the flaming wolf head.

The blue flame turned into a fireball in the air and smashed towards the purple-black flame wolf head. The next moment, the fireball came to the front of the flame wolf head. Just when everyone thought that the two would have a shocking collision, a shocking and even terrifying scene appeared.

Just after the fireball arrived in front of the Flame Wolf Head, the Flame Wolf Head suddenly opened its mouth. The huge mouth opened and swallowed the blue fireball directly.

Everyone was completely shocked at this moment. The Dan Fire could even swallow the Dan Fire? Just as everyone's dull eyes, the blue fireball was swallowed by the flame wolf's head and eventually disappeared. This scene made all the White Jade Gods clan members in the ring completely stupid.

However, just as they were stunned, the flame wolf head moved again. After a moment of pause, the purple-black flame wolf head shot out again. Then a scream was heard. Everyone who woke up saw Tianhuoyan on the ring was already charred on the stage.

He was defeated, and he was still so completely. Looking at the Tianhuoyan who was ignorant of life and death on the stage, the White Jade tribe members were filled with despair. Unexpectedly, even if they practiced Danhuo, they would still be defeated. Is the gods really not as good as those hidden families? No one can defeat this Tiandu evil?

"I am still a waste, vulnerable, and I don't even have the qualifications to be a fire-burning servant in my Tiandu family. Is this the so-called genius of the gods? It's ridiculous!"

After retracting the flame wolf head, Tiandusha leaned against the chair again. He lazily looked at the White Jade tribe members below, his eyes full of contempt and mockery.

There were thousands of people from the White Jade tribe under the ring, but no one could say a word at this time. Everyone was clenching their fists tightly, with sadness and anger in their expressions and despair.

The same is true for the young man who looked like a scholar beside Yu Xiaotian. Although he didn't like practicing, the anger and unwillingness in his eyes were no less than others. Tian Huoyan's failure made the young scholar very decadent. He felt that no one in the entire gods could defeat that Tiandu was evil.

Just when the young scholar was extremely unwilling and angry, the voice that made him hate sounded again. The person who spoke was Yu Xiaotian, who looked at the scholar with a smile on his face and said:

"Prepare it, it's time for you to play!"
Chapter completed!