Due to the large number of participants, it took a day to finish the first round, and the host asked everyone to go back first and continue the next day.

Since then, the gossip in many inns in Greenwater Town has also begun to appear in the name of Moting.

Obviously, today, Mo Ting can be said to have become famous in a battle, which made the residents of Green Water Town remember him thoroughly, and he fought with Lei Yue and won so cleanly, which made many people secretly speculate whether he had broken through to the seventh layer of the First Mysterious Realm, otherwise, how could there be such a big gap in strength in the same realm.

I have to say that even if they are ordinary people, there are many people with extraordinary eyesight, but even if Mo Ting's performance is so dazzling, everyone still only compares him with Lin Jun and He Yang, and no one doubts that the final first place belongs, it can only be Lei Hao.

The Mo family at night seems to be extraordinarily quiet, the night breeze is swaying, the sound of white willows swaying from time to time, the bright moon hangs high, falling all over the ground with silver-white light, and the earth seems to be covered with a smooth white cloth.

In this piece of white cloth, there is a figure that breaks this beautiful artistic conception.

It was Mo Ting, at this moment he was in this silent courtyard, waving his fists again and again, with the dance of his fists, there were some faint fist shadows around his body, which seemed to be real and illusory, making people elusive.

Mo Ting is constantly using Wanhua Fist at the moment, Mo Fan once said to him that every mystical technique has to go through thousands of times of practice before it can exert its true strength, even if his strength has been greatly improved now, but in the face of a powerful opponent like Lei Hao, he also feels very heavy pressure.

But obviously, he will not give in like this, he has been praised as a genius since he was a child, he naturally has his own arrogance, and he will not back down when facing people who are hostile to him.

So now he is seizing all the time available to improve himself as much as possible.

The cool breeze blew non-stop in the middle of the night, but Mo Ting was sweating profusely, but he still didn't stop swinging his fists, but under such practice, his understanding of Wanhua Quan was also rapidly improving, and the shadow of the fist emitted was becoming more and more condensed.

It wasn't until the wee hours of the morning that Mo Ting stopped and returned to his room to meditate and regain his spirit.

The central competition area was crowded with people early in the morning, and most of them had nothing to do, and this hunting competition was a rare fun for them.

"Lei Hao of the Lei family has such a power at a young age, he must be great in the future, I am afraid that there is no suspense about the first place this time. ”

"Indeed, Lei Hao is simply invincible, but the second and third are still very controversial, I am quite optimistic about the Mo family, especially yesterday's battle, the style is fully displayed. ”

"That Moting is indeed a hidden dragon, but he is still young, I am afraid that it will be difficult to set off any waves, I am still optimistic about the He family and He Yang, and the eyes revealed are all cold and cold that does not match his age, and he looks very powerful. ”

"The Lin family's swordsmanship is superb, and he will definitely be able to do something..."

Similar arguments continued to circulate until the presiding old man came.

There are a total of thirty-five participants, after yesterday's round of duels, only thirteen people remained, in the first round, Lei Hao directly bye, I don't know if it was deliberately arranged or a coincidence, but no one wants to meet Lei Hao so early.

In yesterday's game, there were so many strong players, who were not from the four major families, and they also caused a lot of waves.

However, if it is compared with these of the four major families, it is still much inferior.

The thirteen people who had advanced stood below in turn, waiting for the second round of the draw, and Mo Ting was there quietly looking at the others when he had nothing to do.

Needless to say, Lei Hao, who is the leader, will definitely have that battle with him, presumably even if he is defeated, Mo Ting will not let the other party have a good time.

Then he looked at He Yang, He Yang gave him the feeling of coldness, his eyes were implied with edge, like a lonely wolf, if he fought against him, he was afraid that there would be a lot of trouble.

Lin Jun and he still know each other, and his impression of Lin Jun is still very good, sunny, straightforward, straightforward, and straightforward, I heard that the Lin family has superb swordsmanship, I am afraid he is also very difficult to deal with.

The rest are basically cultivators below the seventh level of the Mysterious Realm, since they are not bad, but for these people, it is not an obstacle.

The only thing that made Mo Ting look at it for a while was the little fat man standing at the end, his face was fleshy, very cute, coupled with his harmless smile, it was easy for people to lower their vigilance against him, but Mo Ting remembered that in the first round of the game yesterday, this little fat man who seemed to be no threat easily defeated Lei Xiao of the Lei family, and the whole process was even easier than Mo Ting's defeat of Lei Yue.

You know, Lei Xiao has the strength of the sixth-layer peak of the Xuan Realm...

Even vaguely, Mo Ting could feel a slight sense of threat in this little fat man, which couldn't help but make Mo Ting quite curious about the other party's origin, he didn't believe that ordinary children could achieve this kind of strength with talent alone.

Perhaps sensing Mo Ting's gaze, the little fat man turned his head and smiled brightly at Mo Ting, who hurriedly smiled in return.

"I'm afraid it's also a talent..."Mo Ting whispered in his heart.

At this time, the results of the draw had already come out, and Mo Ting's opponent was still not very strong, only the cultivation of the fifth layer of the Xuan Realm, so Mo Ting didn't pay too much attention to the other party, he wanted to see the little fat man's game to guess his strength.

Because there are thirteen people, there will still be one bye in the end, and what makes Mo Ting speechless is that the bye is actually the little fat man, looking at his cheerful expression like winning the jackpot, Mo Ting secretly despises it in his heart.

"Pretending... This guy is pretending!"

is obviously a good strength, but he pretends to be very weak.

Compared with the luck of the little fat man, it was quite sad to draw Lei Hao and Mo Ting, and none of Mo Ting, Lei Hao, He Yang, and Lin Jun met, which made Mo Ting immediately understand that this draw was only a superficial effort, and the opponents in each round were arranged.

Otherwise, if the four major families were to face off at the beginning, the later games would be too boring.

Mo Ting's opponent is a young man from the sixth layer of the Xuan Realm, he is not from the four major families, but a small family in Green Water Town, so he can reach this kind of strength at such an age, when he drew Mo Ting, he still felt a little lucky in his heart, compared to the people of the other three major families, obviously in his opinion, Mo Ting is better to deal with.

Because the people in Green Water Town all believe that Mo Ting is still at the sixth layer of the First Mysterious Realm, and the statement that he broke through to the seventh layer of the First Mysterious Realm is just some people's speculation, and many people don't believe it.

In the eyes of everyone's expectation, the two also slowly stepped into the ring.

Mo Ting arched his hand slightly to the other party, and he put on a posture, without half a point of contempt in his eyes.

Although he has an absolute advantage, but the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, not to mention that after the forest line, Mo Ting also realized the serious consequences of arrogance, so even if the opponent is only the sixth layer of the Xuan Realm, he will not take it lightly, so as not to overturn in the gutter.

Opposite him, the young man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw him so cautious.

"It seems that he hasn't broken through to the seventh layer of the First Mystery Realm, otherwise how would he take me seriously. He said to himself.

His name is Liu Xu, he is a small family Liu family who has done their best to cultivate, this hunting competition is pinned on high hopes, he does not require himself to be able to get ranking, which is unrealistic in his own opinion, he just wants to go as far as possible, so that more people can see his strength.

The Mo Ting in front of him is undoubtedly the best chance for him to become famous in a fight, he is also a sixth layer of the Xuan Realm, he doesn't think that he will be weaker than the other party, his heart is surging, as if he has seen everyone look at him with shocked eyes and praise himself.

Ideals are always beautiful, but reality always gives people a hard slap in the face.

Before he could react, Murting had already taken a light step and attacked him.

He saw the other party coming, but he didn't stop it, not because he didn't want to fight back, but because Mo Ting's speed was too fast, so fast that he didn't have time to react.

In this way, he who was pinned on high hopes flew out in the stunned eyes of everyone.

The audience suddenly fell silent...

"Isn't Liu Xu the pinnacle of the sixth layer of the Xuan Realm, how can he be defeated by a single blow..."

"Could it be that the little young master of the Mo family has really broken through to the seventh layer of the First Mysterious Realm? If that's the case, then it's too much..."

"The Mo family is really amazing now..."

Looking at the immature young man who seemed to be descended from the heavens, there were a lot of whispers in the crowd, all of them were amazed by the strength of Mo Ting.

As for Liu Xu who fell to the ground, no one pays attention to it, the world of martial arts will always be a king and a loser, and only the winner will be remembered.

Mo Ting looked at Liu Xu who fell to the ground and frowned, but still stepped forward and stretched out a pair of hands to him.

But Liu Xu didn't appreciate it, but stood up by himself and said, "You are not the sixth layer of a Xuan Realm. ”

The short fight just now had already made him understand that Mo Ting must have broken through, and the sixth layer of the First Xuan Realm would not have the strength to crush him like that.

"I just broke through not so long ago..."

Mertin didn't deny it either.

Liu Xu's face was complicated, he glanced at her, turned around and left, he stayed here, there was no meaning, the game that belonged to him was over.

There was no suspense in the subsequent game, Lin Jun, He Yang, and Lei Hao all solved their opponents with great ease.

So far, there are only seven people left who have not been eliminated, one from each of the four major families, the little fat man, and two players from the small family, one is on the fifth floor of the Xuan Realm, and one is on the sixth floor of the Xuan Realm.

The player at the fifth layer of the First Mystery Realm was also quite lucky, and the strongest opponent he encountered was only the fifth layer of the First Mysterious Realm, so he could go all the way to the present.

Next, it will be up to them to start the final and most important race of this level of the Hunting Trail Competition.

The next duel can be called a battle of dragons and tigers......