"Hmph! The arena battle, Zhou Er, you go."
The leader of the dog-headed people coldly said.
Zhou Er was looking at Lu Yuan in fear. When he heard the dog-headed man's words, his body stiffened. Then, he gritted his teeth and his body turned into an afterimage, appearing in the ring.
His eyes swept across the human geniuses. When he saw Lu Yuan, he quickly looked away and said coldly,
"Little human brats, come up and die!"
"You dog, I'll fight you!"
A slender black-haired young man jumped onto the stage with a cold killing intent in his eyes.
Previously, Meng Jiang had introduced him. This black-haired young man was called Angus. He was an advanced-level warlord with an overlord gene. Among the 20 geniuses, he was considered to be on the weaker side.
However, Zhou Er himself wasn't strong, and he was also engraved with overlord genes.
Both sides had a tacit understanding not to let the strong go on stage.