By now, Wild Dog Daoist and Nian Laoda had returned to the Demon Sect's ranks. No matter how frustrated the righteous side was, they couldn't force them to step back into the arena and fight again.
Many people had died in recent days. When life and death were at stake, simply staying alive counted as victory, whether one relied on true skill or a treacherous ambush. Once dead, nothing remained; all one could leave behind was something for the living to argue over!
"Utterly shameless!" Tian Linger couldn't stand Wild Dog Daoist's despicable methods. She immediately unleashed the Amber Vermilion Silk, leapt into the arena, pointed at him, and shouted, "Get down here! I'll fight you!"
"Linger!" Seeing her daughter suddenly jump into the arena, Su Ru was nearly scared to death!
"Mother, I'm fine! I'm going to teach this dog-faced scoundrel a good lesson on behalf of Master Fazhong!" Tian Linger was young, and at Big Bamboo Peak she had only been exposed to the things Tian Buyi and the others were willing to let her see.
She had a clear sense of right and wrong, black and white, and had no idea what fighting to the death meant. At least in her mind, this was only a contest of magic; it had never occurred to her that she might be wounded or killed. Even though she had already watched many fights to the death, some things were truly hard to understand without experiencing them yourself, even when the facts were right before your eyes.
Tian Buyi glared at Tian Linger in the arena, his face dark with anger at her recklessness!
Tian Linger caught a glimpse of Tian Buyi's stormy expression from the corner of her eye and didn't dare meet his gaze. She quickly shifted her attention