I dress up as a villain lady and you call me the light of righteousness?

Su Zuo has adapted well to the rules of the Central War Realm, and her elders also wanted her to have a good time here before going back. After all, such an opportunity does not come every year.

"If you win this match, you will be number one on the martial arts list in this battle." On the day of the start of the match, Jiang Mu pulled Su Zuo up early, looking a little excited.

Su Zuo was a little confused and didn't know why the senior sister looked so happy.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Mu found several sets of jewelry and many robes with gorgeous dark patterns: "Have a drink, which set do you think looks good... How do these two pieces match?"

"When the time comes, the guardian will use a photo stone to record your performance. People will still be able to watch it thousands of years later. You make a good choice."

Su Zuo opened and closed his mouth, and looked at it carefully for a while: "They all look good, senior sister, let me decide."

In fact, she couldn't tell much difference, but she still had some basic judgment, that is, the senior sister's aesthetics was very good.

Jiang Mu had already made up his mind, and seeing that Su Zuo had no objection, he followed his plan.

In order not to interfere with Su Zuo's actions, Jiang Mu regretfully put away many of the jewelry to be selected, and only let her wear some conventional defensive weapons.

After everything was ready, Su Zuo glanced at the mirror formed by spiritual power. As expected, people depend on their clothes. She looked much more tidy.

"Let's wear it like this from now on." Jiang Mu said with a smile, "It looks really good on me."

Su Zuo said honestly: "Senior sister will choose it, and the matching will be high-end."

Jiang Mu fixed Su Zuo's hair, smiled proudly, and walked out of the training room with her in his arm.

As soon as he walked out of the door, the puppet suddenly said in a measured voice: "Hey, where is this little beauty? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Su Zuo glanced at it and said, "I'll beat you if you act weird."

Puppet: "I praise you."

Su Zuo: "I thank you."

Puppet: "I also wish you success."

Su Zuo: "You shouldn't be acting strangely, right?"

Puppet: "Of course not, Young Master."

Su Zuo was dubious, after all, the puppet always spoke in this tone after beating her.

Jiang Mu originally wanted to hear how well the puppet could praise people, but he put it away after listening to it. This puppet might not have the ability to praise people.

The Neutral Heaven often holds various martial arts rankings, each with different gold content.

Su Zui had previously assumed that the martial arts list in the Central War Realm was nothing special and should be just an ordinary list. It happened that there were places in the Jietian Realm, so she was put on it.

Unexpectedly, when she arrived at the venue today, she saw an unprecedented number of people, which were two extremes from the depressed scenes she usually saw on the streets.

Crowds of people!

There are several huge spiritual curtains suspended in the sky, showing the scene of the battlefield where everyone's eyes are focused.

The land was flat, gray and black, obviously weathered, and it was a real battlefield. Bloodstains had seeped into the hard ground, leaving dark marks.

This is the War World Martial Arts Tournament.

Su Zuo got a spot to advance directly to the finals. He thought it was some small competition. After all, there were monks with higher cultivation levels and older age competing for the martial arts rankings in other battle circles. After looking at the momentum, he realized that he seemed to have underestimated it. .

Its final rules are also very simple.

There are not many rankings, only the top three, and the competition is extremely concentrated.

"Senior sister, is this the small competition you are talking about?" Su Zuo looked at her senior sister, and she felt that it was wrong for her to say that the "big event" was a "small martial arts competition".

"A group of kids are playing, isn't it just a small competition?" Jiang Mu said with a smile on his face, "If there weren't a lot of people, it would be a trivial matter. It wouldn't be difficult for you."

"Have a drink and cheer up."

Watching the game makes me happier than participating in the game myself.

The senior sister's face was full of joy, and Su Zuo was gradually infected by this trouble-making atmosphere and found it interesting.

It turns out that this martial arts list is quite large.

Su Zuizhi decided to seek good luck and said, "Senior sister, I'm going to get first place."

Jiang Mu nodded: "Okay, let's go and fight."

There are many similar scenes taking place outside the battlefield.

The young monks who came to this place were all ambitious, especially the monks from the heaven and human world.

Rays of fairy light passed by, causing the spectators to scream, and the atmosphere was full of excitement.

The battlefield is sunken, separated from the viewing platform by a pitch-black abyss, and there are entry and exit corridors in each of the eight directions.

Su Zuo walked from the entrance to the battlefield, stepped out of the corridor, and immediately smelled the mixed smell of blood. It seemed that there were many rare blood energy in it that lingered for a long time.

The battlefield is divided into three venues by space barriers, each representing a ranking.

There is a high platform in the center of each field, with plaques indicating rankings hung on the wall. There are long stone steps in front of the platform leading to the top of the platform.

On the platform is a ferocious sculpture of a monster, lifelike. The winner will behead it when the rankings are settled.

But this is just a process for the winner, not a measure of victory.

If you want to get to that high platform, the most important thing is to face the enemy head-on and defeat your competitors. Otherwise, even if you rely on calculation to behead the devil in advance, it won't mean anything.

The situation of countless spectators in the discussion room has already heightened the atmosphere.

The time has come, and a figure finally walks out slowly from the viewing platform with the best view outside the stadium.

For some reason, the noise inside and outside the stadium suddenly became quiet!

Su Zuo looked around and found that he couldn't see the man's face clearly.

"The final round of the martial arts competition begins!" A strong voice suddenly sounded, resounding for dozens of miles around, and everyone was refreshed.

Whizzing--

Countless figures passed by and gathered towards the three high platforms.

Su Zuo walked for a while and found that the number of competitors for the first place was relatively small, only a dozen people.

Perhaps because most of them come from the world of gods and humans, even the creatures of non-human races are all in human form.

Many powerful killing methods originated from the human race. Naturally, the human race is the most advantaged in practicing them. At the age of fifteen, it is those refined Taoist monks who have the most lethal power.

More than a dozen monks walked towards the stone platform and met each other on a narrow road.

A young man dressed in jet-black clothing walked swiftly and fiercely, with a powerful aura, and was standing closest to Su Zuo.

He glanced at Su Zui, dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes: "Who are you?"

"Who are you?" Su Zuo glanced at him.

"I am Shangguan Huachi in the world of heaven and humanity. This is not the place you should come to!" Shangguan Huachi shouted.

"Don't be so harsh on the little girl. You might be on the wrong track."

Another boy had a joking smile on his face, "Listen to my brother and go play aside."

Most of the audience's eyes are focused here, even those on the high platform.

The first place, in the eyes of everyone, is the position in the heaven and human world, and basically there will be no accidents.

It’s really rare for someone to dare to enter by mistake!