As Fang Jun, Ying Feipeng, Ma Xingkong and Wang Xiaolu stepped into the ring one after another, the Tang Mansion also defeated the three disciples including Tang Yi.

When Tang Shao, the fourth disciple of Tang Mansion, stepped into the ring, Qingzong's side was also the only one on whose side, Wang Xiaolu and Mo Tong, could stand up. However, Wang Xiaolu has already fought two games in a row, and he is no longer able to fight again. And Mo Tong was unsuccessful, becoming the only disciple of Qingzong who still retained all his strength.

"Senior Brother Wang, let me come. If even you get hurt, there will be no one to play with me in tomorrow's qualifiers. Rest assured, watch me. "Now that the challenge has been going on, Mo Tong can't sit still, and hurriedly grabbed Wang Xiaolu, who still wants to continue to accept the challenge.

"Qualifiers?" Wang Xiaolu smiled helplessly, even the relegation match was so difficult, how could he dare to think of any qualifiers? It's all at this time, this Senior Brother Mo still dares to think about the qualifiers, it's really speechless.

Wang Xiaolu saw that Mo Tong was going up, so he had no choice but to get him. Now that the spiritual energy in his spiritual mansion has been consumed, there is no trace of spiritual energy left, and he can't fight anymore at all. The only hope now is that Senior Brother Mo can delay a little longer, so that I can recover more aura, and I should be able to fight again.

"Qingzong is only afraid that he will be demoted again this time, and it really fulfills the rumors of one downgrade. ”

"Starting this year, Qingzong will be changed to Qingfu!"

"Congratulations, congratulations on your upcoming promotion. ”

"Where, where! I think the real congratulations are the Guitian Mansion, maybe it will be changed to the Guitian Sect from this year. ”

......

Mo Tong didn't even get into the ring, and the disciples around the ring had already judged the results, and some were even celebrating, as if they had seen the success of the Tang Mansion challenge.

"Xiao Yueyue, your little lover seems to be a little inappropriate, you see that he is so passively pressed and beaten by that Tang Shao, I'm afraid that he won't last long. She Mengyao looked at Mo Tong in the ring with a bit of a down-to-earth mentality, obviously laughing at what Mo Tong said in the audience before.

"Senior Brother Mo, you have to come on! Come on! Ah, Senior Brother Mo!" Gong Yue also stared nervously at Mo Tong in the ring, eager to rush up to help. Gong Yue ignored She Mengyao's ridicule and kept shouting.

Tang Shao of the Nine-Star Xuanling never stopped unleashing his spiritual skills from the beginning of the war between the two sides, forcing Mo Tong to retreat to a corner of the ring. Tang Shao's speed suddenly accelerated, and the spiritual power in his hand exploded. Mo Tong didn't seem to be able to keep up with Tang Shao's changes, and suffered dozens of attacks in a row, all of which hit Mo Tong's body, Gong Yue couldn't help but exclaim.

Tang Shao's shot was quite good, and his fist was full of condensed spiritual power, like a spike into the body of the ink pupil. With such a powerful attack, any blow to the body of a Nine-Star Mysterious Spirit was enough to be fatal, let alone dozens of powerful attacks in a row.

"Senior sister, you don't have to worry about the master at all, this attack is too easy to harass him. Look at it, look at how the master plays with Tang Shao, hehe...... "Qianhuan is the only one under the ring who has a lot of confidence in Mo Tong, seeing that Mo Tong has been passively attacked, it is simply an illusion. Back then, even Tang Huaihai couldn't help this perverted master, how could Tang Shao defeat Mo Tong?

"Really?" Seeing that the ink pupils in the ring were constantly being attacked by Tang Shao, and they had no power to fight back at all, Gong Yue would be suspicious.

And She Mengyao didn't believe it at all, she didn't let the poison of love erode her eyes Gong Yue. I laughed secretly in my heart, but I didn't expect that Qianhuan's servant was not inferior to his master at all when he said big things.

"Enlightenment!" Tang Shao smiled coldly, grabbed the ink pupil, and aerated a powerful spiritual power in his palm, slamming into the ink pupil's body.

Boom!

The ring that was forbidden by three layers of reinforcement and defense, under Tang Shao's powerful blow, everyone in the audience felt that the ring was shaking strongly. Mo Tong's whole person was concave under the ground, Tang Shao felt that it was not enough, and stepped forward to make up for it again.

"It's over, another disciple of Qingzong has finished playing. This disciple was defeated even more completely, and he was defeated too quickly!"

The audience under the ring sighed, the disciples of Qingzong sighed that they were going to be relegated again this year, and the disciples outside Qingzong sighed that the second game was really boring.

"Qingzong is now left with Wang Xiaolu and you alone, you better hurry up and don't waste any more time. This is the end of the second challenge, come on!" Tang Shao no longer paid attention to Mo Tong who was knocked to the ground, and looked at Wang Xiaolu who was hurrying to rest with a sneer. At this time, in Tang Shao's eyes, the real opponent is Wang Xiaolu, who has won two games in a row, and Mo Tong's task is just a supporting role to buy Wang Xiaolu a little time, and he doesn't need to take it to heart at all.

"Alas, what a pity!" Wang Xiaolu thought that Mo Tong could delay for at least half an hour, but he didn't expect to be beaten to lie down in less than a quarter of an hour. Now he has recovered less than two percent of his aura, and he can't beat Tang Shao, who has little aura loss.

"We haven't decided the winner yet, what are you anxious about?" Just as Wang Xiaolu was about to enter the ring, Mo Tong's voice suddenly sounded again. I don't know when, Mo Tong patted the gravel on his body in front of Tang Shao as if he was safe, and asked with an indifferent smile.

"What? You're not hurt, how is this possible?" Tang Shao was startled and looked at Mo Tong in surprise. The strength of the attack just now, Tang Shao knew very well in his heart, if he suffered dozens of heavy attacks from himself in a row, even one of the earth spirits would be seriously injured. But the ink pupil in front of him stood in front of him without doing anything, which made Tang Shao feel very shocked.

"What's impossible about this? This attack of your Tang Mansion has a very good itching effect. It's just that if it's used to warm up, it's much worse. If that's all you have, you're going to be embarrassed. Are you okay, but now it's my turn to make a move!" Mo Tong said as he slowly approached Tang Shao and pressed his hand towards him.

"Are you kidding? With that kind of attack just now, you haven't warmed up yet?" Tang Shao was shocked and angry, this Qingzong disciple was by no means as simple as it seemed on the surface, which made Tang Shao very nervous.

Seeing Mo Tong shoot at him, Mo Tong's five fingers seemed to be like five mountains, with a terrible pressure of suffocation, Tang Shao realized that Mo Tong had been hiding his true strength.

"Whether it's a shame or not, you'll soon see. Cloud Flip Palm!"

Mo Tong was restrained with one hand, and slapped with the other, but it was very difficult for Tang Shao to move his body. It's not because Mo Tong's palm is too fast, but because he has a weak heart. Since his whole body had been entwined with silk-like spiritual power, his movements were several times slower than usual.

"Ahh

The ink pupil's palm slapped on Tang Shao's body truthfully, and the spiritual power quickly dispersed, destroying the various body tissue structures on Tang Shao's body in an extreme time. Under a scream of pain, the whole person was pressed down three inches to the ground.

Mo Pupil's attack did not stop because of this, and the slap on Tang Shao's palm did not stop, and Tang Shao was pressed down by three inches without a single palm. Tang Shao's calves all collapsed in the blink of an eye, and the corners of his mouth continued to seep blood, holding on to it, trying to break free from the suppression of the ink pupil.

"Nine punches!" Mo Tong's last punch hit Tang Shao's Spirit Mansion, Tang Shao spat out a mouthful of blood and flew off the ring upside down.

Mo Tong's last punch was not very strong, but it shocked everyone in the ring to their feet, looking at Mo Tong with an incredulous eye. This change was so sudden that they were not still immersed in the moment of the fiasco of Mo Tong, and no one would have thought that such a huge change would occur in just a few moments.