Walking into the road of Yanhuang Sect, the surrounding aura value was even stronger than that of Yanmo's medicinal garden full of medicinal herbs in the royal back mountain.

"It is worthy of being the 'Protector Sect' of the Yanlong Kingdom!" Yan Mo sighed.

"Your Royal Highness the Third Prince, please come with us, and we will arrange for you to enter the best contestant seat. The two young girls saluted Yan Mo and said with a smile.

Yan Mo glanced at them and said, "Please lead the way!"

Along the way, Yan Mo could be said to sigh in his heart, the territory of the Yanhuang Sect was far larger than it seemed, almost three or four times larger than the imperial palace. On both sides of the road, he saw many statues, all with blazing eyes and extraordinary momentum.

"The younger generation of disciples of our sect who can reach the Heavenly Spirit Realm before the age of thirty can apply for a statue to prove their outstanding talent. The two girls pointed to the statue and introduced to Yan Mo.

"Are these people still there?" Yan Mo asked, looking at the statues on both sides of the road that stretched into the distance.

"Of course they are all there! If these senior brothers have cultivated or contributed to a certain level after becoming famous, then they can apply to be candidates for the Preparatory Elder for a long time. The girl said with a look of envy.

Yan Mo couldn't help but take a breath, there were at least hundreds of statues in this boundless view, which meant that there were at least five hundred heaven-level masters in the Yanhuang Sect, and they were only considered heaven-level masters. If a sect with such strength can't be controlled, wouldn't it be able to ......

Thinking of this, Yan Mo suddenly had a terrible guess in his heart, this guess Yan Mo may have had before, but it was just a fleeting thought at that time.

I don't know how long it took to walk, Yan Mo and his party finally came to the arena of Yan Huang Sect, and the two girls arranged for Yan Mo to sit on the top seat, from which they could overlook the entire arena. This arena is about one square kilometer, and the surrounding disciples of the Yanhuang Sect are surrounded by water, and the circular auditorium is probably filled with tens of thousands of disciples. The two girls stood by Yan Mo's side like this, one left and one right.

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, a white-haired old man appeared at the top of the audience at the position of the rostrum, and he said loudly, "Welcome all the young and talented Yanhuang disciples to this annual sect martial arts competition, this conference will determine the candidates for the nine core disciples of my sect, they will get all the resources of the sect, and the disciples of the earth spirit realm and below will be eligible to participate in this conference." Of course, we will divide the spiritual power level of the disciples into groups to avoid the scene of overstepping the level of confrontation. ”

As he spoke, he looked at the contestant seat and said, "Yellow is the seat of the Great Spirit Realm players, blue is the seat of the Earth Spirit Realm players, and purple is the seat of the Earth Spirit Realm players. ”

The white-haired old man's tone paused, "Today we are also fortunate to invite His Royal Highness the Third Prince of the Yanlong Kingdom to come and compete with the young talents of our sect, His Royal Highness the Prince of Yanmo is young and promising, I believe he will be able to show us the majesty of my Yanlong Kingdom Royal Family!"

All eyes were on Yan Mo's position. Yan Mo kept a smile on his face and nodded in response to the gazes from all directions.

"This Yan Mo is not from our Yanhuang Sect, but today he came to participate in our sect competition, I'm afraid he didn't come to smash the field!"

"Yan Mo is said to have defeated a powerhouse in the Heavenly Spirit Realm, I don't know if this is true. ”

"If that's really the case, then wouldn't he be a tiger descending the mountain today, and who of us can withstand it. ”

"I don't know what the elders of the sect think, lure the wolf into the room!"

......

The disciples in the audience whispered and pointed at Yan Mo.

"Hehe!" Yan Mo laughed secretly in his heart, the white-haired old man's words seemed to have cut off all his back roads, if he didn't perform well today and defeated, it would be a loss of face for the entire Yanlong Kingdom royal family,

"Looks like we have to get serious!" Yan Mo muttered.

"The rules of the next game, the old man will not repeat them one by one, but I still have to remind everyone that the ratio of the sect is not a duel of life and death, and it can hurt the opponent, but if anyone deliberately makes a dead hand, then don't blame the old man for being ruthless!" the white-haired old man said and glanced in the direction of Yan Mo.

"This old man!" Yan Mo narrowed his eyes meaningfully.

"Then the game begins, the old rules, please watch the number of your seat, he will fight his corresponding player separately. The white-haired old man said aloud.

"What is the number corresponding to yourself?" Yan Mo asked the girl beside him.

It is the battle between the highest number and the lowest number, then the penultimate and second pairs, and the winner's number remains the same until the winner of the group beats everyone in the group. The girl explained to Yan Mo.

"In other words, my number is number 9, so I'm going to play against number 2, right?" Yan Mo asked.

"Yes. ”

Yan Mo nodded. There are 10 contestants in a group, which means that if you want to beat everyone to win the championship, you need to beat at least three people, and if you don't have a bye, you have to beat four people.

While Yan Mo was still thinking, the scene had already begun. No. 1 vs. No. 10, but No. 1 and No. 10 seem to have a bit of a difference in strength, a person who has just been in the early stage of the human spirit realm against a person who is at the peak of the spiritual realm, the result is naturally self-evident.

"Number 1 wins!" shouted the referee present. Player No. 1 saluted Player No. 10 and left the field.

"Next, No. 2 player Yan Bo will play against No. 9 player Yan Mo!" shouted the referee on the field.

As soon as the old man's words fell, Yan Bo jumped onto the competition venue, and Yan Mo also walked down from the competition seat unhurriedly.

"In the lower Yanbo, in the middle of the human spirit realm, please advise!" Yan Bo looked at Yan Mo and said.

Yan Mo nodded in response.

"Let's go!" the referee yelled.

Yan Bo quickly mobilized the spiritual power in his body, and the air around him gradually dried, with a trace of scorching air, Yan Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stood like this, neither defending nor moving.

"This person is too arrogant!" Yan Bo said angrily in his heart.

The movements in his hand accelerated, and the qi wave on Yan Bo's body became more and more intense, revealing joy in his eyes, "As long as my 'Tianyan Qi Wave' is fully charged, even if you are at the peak of the human spirit realm, you can't even think of blocking it!"

Yan Mo looked at Yan Bo, who was becoming more and more imposing, and sighed in his heart, "Such a slow way of accumulating strength is enough for others to kill him a hundred times, and he is really still a person who grew up in an ivory tower." ”

As he spoke, he used the "Dragon Walk" figure to waft the fragrance of the flame waves like a gust of wind, and before he could feel the breath of the Yan Mo, a white hand had already slapped his chest. Suddenly, Yan Bo's figure was knocked out of the arena.

"What?" The vast majority of people present didn't react, Yan Bo was defeated, and even Yan Bo himself looked at Yan Mo blankly.

When Yan Mo started, he poured spiritual power into the palm of his hand, and did not release it out, otherwise that palm would be enough to shatter Yan Bo's five internal organs.

On the rostrum, a hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the white-haired old man, "Curious and special, if you don't pay attention to him carefully, even he won't feel the breath that Yan Mo just released." ”

"Number 9 wins!" the referee shouted with surprise on his face, after a moment's pause.

In another corner of the contestant's seat, a cold eye looked at Yan Mo, "Hmph!

Yan Mo returned to the player's seat, and he didn't even look at the next game, just closed his eyes as if he was resting. In his eyes, he has seen the battle of real god-level powerhouses, and he himself has rich experience, watching this group of people compete is like watching children fight.

......

Soon, the first round was over, with five winners determined by each group.

At the beginning of the second round of the competition, there was no doubt that Yan Mo would fight against the disciple at the peak of the human spirit realm, Yan Mo's eyes slowly opened, and he walked off the contestant's seat unhurriedly, looking extremely unruly.

"In Xia Yanye, I have long heard of the name of Prince Yanmo, and when I saw it today, it was really extraordinary!" Contestant No. 1 said to Yanmo with a smile.

Yan Mo also nodded to Yan Ye, which couldn't help but make Yan Ye feel a little unhappy.

"This person is a bit pretending!" Yan Ye thought to himself as he took a deep breath.

"The game begins!" The referee shouted, Yan Ye's body shot straight at Yan Mo like an arrow from Xuan, Yan Mo still didn't move, which couldn't help but make Yan Ye's heart weak, but soon a red sword appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Sunny Slash!" Yan Ye shouted in his heart, facing this young man who seemed to be very calm, he didn't dare to hold it up at all, and he directly struck the strongest blow when he came up.

The sharp sword was accompanied by a dazzling white light, as if a sun appeared in front of Yan Mo's eyes, Yan Mo's eyes moved slightly, and in the state of "Dragon Xing", a "Hidden Dragon in the Abyss" instantly made Yan Ye lose his target. The scorching breath accompanied by the sharp sword light directly cut the arena with a sword mark that was more than ten meters long.

Yan Mo appeared behind Yan Ye like a ghost, Yan Ye's heart was cold, and he immediately turned around, only to see Yan Mo's eyes move slightly, and the flame spiritual power instantly gushed out like a landslide and tsunami, and on his right hand, he turned into a sword with spiritual power.

"This is!" the referee was already so shocked that his jaw was about to drop, and he looked at Yan Mo tremblingly.

"Spiritual power is concretized!" The white-haired old man on the rostrum also stood up with a "whoosh". "Spiritual power concretization" is a method of using spiritual power that can only be comprehended after the spiritual power level reaches the Holy Spirit Realm, and how can this young man in front of him who is only in the middle of the human spiritual realm be...

All people will not know that Yan Mo has already reached the level of proficiency in the use of spiritual power, although the spiritual power realm has been reduced to the mortal level, but once as a powerhouse in the Divine Monarch Realm, his memories have been transferred to Yan Mo with reincarnation, and the use of "spiritual power concretization" is of course not surprising.

Yan Mo smashed the ground of the arena with one kick, and with the help of inertia, after his body rotated one hundred and eighty degrees in the air, a sun that was even more dazzling than just now appeared in front of Yan Ye.

"'Sunny Slash', how could it be?!" Yan Ye looked at the scorching sword blade that roared in a daze, and his heart fell into a death-like situation, the nirvana he was proud of was actually learned by others at a glance...

With a dead face, he didn't make any defensive gestures, and the sharp aura of "Sunny Slash" came to his face, and Yan Ye closed his eyes in despair.

Rumble...

The powerful shock wave directly shook Yan Ye out of the arena and hit the marble audience on the side, bleeding from his seven orifices and fainting.

Yan Mo just discovered Yan Ye's strange appearance when he swung the "Sunny Slash", out of no hatred, he was so good at putting people to death, just threw the sword blade on the ground in front of him, and a hole had been blown out of the ground, this is still Yan Mo instilled all the power of the sword blade at one point, otherwise the aftermath of the sword is enough to tear Yan Ye to pieces.

"Yan Ye!" An old figure appeared next to Yan Ye in the audience, instilled spiritual power into his body, and after probing for a while, he was carried into the backfield for treatment.

"Senior Brother Yanye has actually been defeated!"

"He was so completely defeated, he is a strong contender for the championship!"

......

There was a huge wave on the stage, and all kinds of voices filled the arena, some accused Yan Mo of being too ruthless, and some felt sorry for Yan Ye......

"Player 9...9 wins!" the referee stuttered and announced, Yan Mo's performance today was completely beyond his comprehension.

On the rostrum, the white-haired old man looked at Yan Mo thoughtfully, "Could it be that his realm has been... Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I guess it was a special way to look like this! Like rubbing..."

Yan Mo walked back to his seat in front of everyone, and when he passed by, everyone else unconsciously shrank to the side.

Returning to his seat, Yan Mo closed his eyes and recuperated, looking as steady as an old dog, but in fact, he had consumed a lot of money just now, and almost drained all his spiritual power at once.

"In the middle of the human spirit realm, hey, the realm of egg pain!" Yan Mo said speechlessly.