After all, the seventy-two clans have been completely annihilated, and the fate of the next thirty-six clans will directly determine the fate of the entire Baisheng City in the future.

If only the exchange of blood involved the seventy-two clans, the scale of the civil strife might still be under control. After all, the thirty-six clans are the ballast stones that ensure the stability of the Hundred Holy City.

But if even thirty-six families were replaced together, and even the ballast stone capsized together, the scene would be really unimaginable.

Lin Yi walked slowly into the arena.

In an instant, the focus of the audience immediately focused on him.

Because of the Thirty-Six Family's decision, he is the only one representing the Thirty-Six Family now. On the other hand, the Challenger Family on the opposite side sent hundreds of human slaves to participate in the battle!

In the end, the head count came down, one hundred and eight one-to-one!

All other audiences in the audience were dumbfounded.

"What do you mean by thirty-six? Did you just abstain and admit defeat?"

"It's not surprising. Looking at the posture in the first half, the meaning of the ancestors of the saints is very clear. No matter how much they struggle, it's useless."

"Anyway, it's better than just admitting defeat, right? What if the ancestors of the saints are only dissatisfied with the seventy-two families, not the thirty-six families?"

"No! I just heard that the human slave is the only representative of the Thirty-Six Families. The Thirty-Six Families honor and disgrace. If he wins, the Thirty-Six Families win together. If he loses, the Thirty-Six Families lose together!"

"real or fake?"

When the news spread, there was an uproar in the stands.

However, those senior leaders of the challenger family who stood on the opposite side were overjoyed when they saw this scene.

Thirty-six families collectively bet their treasure on Lin Yi, of course out of lack of confidence in the strength of their respective slaves who participated in the war.

After all, if the Thirty-Six Family had the last laugh, it would be too embarrassing for a few unlucky ones among them to be kicked out of the Thirty-Six Family.

On the contrary, if they advance together and retreat together like now, even if Lin Yi is defeated, they will still be able to clearly form a group, so that they will not be alone, and there will always be some room for improvement in the situation.

To put it bluntly, they didn't really believe that Lin Yi could win, but wanted to show a gesture of unity in this way.

With the huge momentum of the thirty-six family today, as long as there are no internal problems, it will definitely not be an easy task for those ambitious challenger families to pull them down.

As for Lin Yi on the field, they wouldn't feel a loss if they lost, and if they won an upset, it would be a bloody profit.

"Is that guy strong?"

The same doubts appeared not only in the stands, but also in the arena.

As the war slaves of the Challenger family, these human cultivators standing opposite Lin Yi in the field at this moment, although the average strength is not very strong, they are not weak after all.

Normally one-on-one might feel guilty, but one hundred and eight one-on-one, especially since Lin Yi seems to be only a late-stage Huang-level peak venerable, no matter from which angle they look at it, they have no possibility of losing.

Especially according to the rhythm of the first half, they will soon be able to use the rule power, but Lin Yi's rule power will continue to be sealed.

How can you lose this kind of battle?

A man with long bristling hair spoke first, "Brother, for the sake of being human, I advise you to surrender as soon as possible. There is really no need to die for a bunch of skeletons."

The rest of the human cultivators watched coldly.

Although they are friends in trouble, since they entered the arena, they can only live and die in peace.

If Lin Yi blocked their way, any one of them would not hesitate to kill him, and when Lin Yi died, the follow-up struggle between them would be the same.

The White Skull promised Lin Yi a big reward, and the families behind them naturally did the same.

Killing and seizing treasures is the daily routine of practitioners, and for this reason alone, Lin Yi is already dead in their eyes.

Lin Yi smiled faintly: "I also think that we are all human beings, there is no need to fight to the death, or should peace be the most important thing?"

"Peace is the most precious fart!"

Someone couldn't hold back any longer, and directly attacked Lin Yi first.

As a result, just when it reached Lin Yi's face, Lin Yi slapped him firmly to the ground, and a circle of dense cracks appeared on the ground where his head hit.

Lin Yi leaned down and said softly: "Be polite when you are out of the house."

The person who was knocked down to the ground was terrified, and immediately struggled to resist, and then he was kicked in the face, and suddenly there was no movement, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead.

The audience was amazed.

How could it be such an understatement?

They guessed that Lin Yi's strength must not be weak, but they never thought that he would be so strong.

The remaining 107 people in the field were dripping with cold sweat.

Many of them had the same thoughts just now, and they all wanted to be the first to steal the show and take the opportunity to show their faces in front of their respective skeleton masters.

One more thing, although most human cultivators cannot accept the status of slaves, there are quite a few human cultivators who take the initiative to seek refuge with the Skeleton Saint Clan.

Especially after the in-depth binding of interests, the cruelty they treat human compatriots far exceeds those of the high-ranking skeleton saints.

This is the so-called convert fanaticism.

With a simple face-to-face meeting, Lin Yi successfully frightened the crowd who were about to move.

For a while, no one dared to take the lead.

If Lin Yi was a soft persimmon, they would naturally grab it better than anyone else, but now it is clearly a hard bone, so it is not something anyone can chew on if he wants to.

Suddenly, Lin Yi's eyelids twitched: "Hey, what you want has arrived."

As soon as the voice fell, everyone on the opposite side immediately burst out with a powerful rule force, each with a monstrous momentum!

Everyone who was suppressed by Lin Yi's aura just now became full of confidence again.

Without the power of rules, they are bound by their hands and feet, especially those masters who are not specialized in physical bodies. They are naturally guilty, and they will naturally retreat once they encounter setbacks.

But it's different now.

Any one of them has the confidence to easily crush Lin Yi.

After all, in their eyes, Lin Yi is just a late Huang rank peak venerable, and the power of rules has been sealed. Even if his physical strength is stronger, he is far from being able to compare with them who have recovered their full strength.

If the majestic Dzogchen venerables of Huang rank can't even handle a peak venerable of the late Huang rank whose hands and feet are almost tied up, they can really find a piece of tofu and smash them to death.

However, with the lessons learned just now, although everyone felt that the situation had been completely reversed, they did not act rashly.

After all, if Lin Yi still hides some hole cards, the first bird among them might become the next unlucky ghost.