Of course, the biggest winners are the Shen Jue Palace and the Blood Alliance. None of their two thousand people suffered casualties. Although some were knocked off the stage, such people were in the minority and could be ignored.

Lan Qingyu saw that although the losses of their Demon Sound Sect were not great, in the second round, given the personalities of the Divine Art Palace and the Blood Alliance, it was not like they would let them go so easily.

Mo Yao touched Lan Qingyu's head and said calmly, "Good boy, this result is pretty good."

Lan Qingyu naturally knew that the number of casualties in their Demon Sound Sect was indeed high, but overall, the people in the Divine Art Palace and the Blood Alliance were too vicious, which resulted in the loss of more than half of their disciples, and the majority of them were disciples from the Divine Art Palace and the Blood Alliance.

Doesn’t the Divine Art Palace want them to enter the battlefield of gods and demons?

Isn't such a large-scale brutal killing contrary to their purpose?

Lan Qingyu was increasingly confused about the purpose of the Palace of Divine Art, and what about the Blood Alliance? Could it be that their purpose was the same as that of the Palace of Divine Art?

Lan Qingyu frowned and took a deep look at Dong Yuhai and the powerful man, then said to Mo Yao, "The second round will definitely be more brutal than this one. Although the first round was a melee, the original team of 6,000 people has been consumed by more than half. There are only more than 2,000 people who can take on the second round."

"The majority of people there are from the Divine Art Palace and the Blood Alliance, followed by our Demonic Sound Sect, and then the four ancient families. The Martial Sect and the Medicine Sect also suffered heavy casualties, and they are now so angry that they dare not vent!"

Mo Yao said indifferently, "So, we can only let nature take its course. Of course, it's okay for them to hate us, but we must enter this battlefield of gods and demons!"

Lan Qingyu nodded.

When everyone learned about the heavy casualties in this round, they were all indignant.

Especially the four ancient families, they were also unhappy with this result, so Lan Zhenxiao from the Lan family stood up, walked to Dong Yuhai with a gloomy face, and said in a cold voice, "The head of this family respects you as the master of a palace. Although you are a deputy palace master, your status is far from being worthy of talking to the head of this family. However, for today's trial competition, it was your real palace master who invited our four ancient families. Now this is a trial competition, it is a game of killing and slaughtering, a competition between your Shen Jue Palace and the Blood Alliance!"

When Dong Yuhai heard Lan Zhenxiao's words, he was so angry that his blood boiled and he felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured over him.

His enthusiasm was completely extinguished. He looked at Lan Zhenxiao coldly and sneered:

"Master Lan, you are exaggerating. On the stage, life and death depend on one's own thoughts. Of course, their strength is so weak. Do you think I should wait until they become stronger before holding the trial competition?"

"Dong Yuhai, why beat around the bush? Just say it directly. Now that more than half of the people are gone, should the number of disciples from your Divine Art Palace and Blood Alliance also be reduced accordingly? Otherwise, there will only be people from your Divine Art Palace and Blood Alliance left on the arena, and then there will be no reason for this trial to continue. Although the battlefield of gods and demons is indeed very attractive, the price is too high and we can't afford it!"

Lan Zhenxiao looked at Dong Yuhai with a sharp gaze, as if to say, "You are too cruel and I don't want to be with you." His words made Dong Yuhai so angry that he almost vomited blood.

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