Di Xiangcheng

In just ten minutes, two hundred disciples were eliminated from the battle arena. Now, the remaining seven hundred disciples were still fighting with each other in an intense movement. 

Twenty-five minutes later, another two hundred disciples were eliminated. It couldn't be helped. Although they were strong with their current ages, compared to their opponents, they didn't stand a chance at all. 

Each sect barely managed to save their partners from being eliminated. But that was all they could do. This wasn't a team fight, but rather a round for eliminating the weak. 

"How come! You are obviously weaker than me!" The cute girl waved her whip, which was made from a high-level magic kangaroo that was tough enough to cut the humans' skin and flesh open.

However, every time that she swung her whip, it was easily caught by Shenlian Yingyue.