"Smash Bros., ready to begin!"

Elder Wu Ji glanced around.

The disciples who participated in the Great Martial Arts Cultivation Contest walked to the competition area one after another, looking at the opponents around them with vigilant eyes.

Even the disciples of the same sect looked at each other with vigilant eyes.

But in the depths of those eyes, there was communication.

Brothers, play realistically.

Received, the knife will definitely pierce you in the waist.

......

On a high platform.

"Is this kind of martial arts competition really feasible, what if which little guy is more outstanding in fighting alone?" Zhou Mo turned his head to look at the Martial Pole Holy Lord.

In Zhou Mo's view, shouldn't the competition be heads-up.

Heads-up can show your true strength.

"Senior, it's like this, the world of cultivators is too dangerous, and killing people and grabbing treasures is a common thing, so this is also to let them improve their ability to protect themselves, if they can survive in the chaos, then they will definitely not be inferior to fighting alone. The Martial Pole Holy Lord explained.

Quite a reasonable statement.

Zhou Mo thought about it, it was indeed the case.

In the world of cultivators, it is very difficult to survive forever.

Choosing to use this method to compete in martial arts can indeed improve the life-saving ability of the younger generation to a certain extent.

"Strategist. ”

Zhou Mo turned his head and looked at the military advisor next to him.

"My king, I am here. The advisor nodded.

"Where do you say the white bones can go?" Zhou Mo asked curiously.

He didn't know much about this aspect, and he didn't have much knowledge of the cultivator's methods, only that the Extreme Transformation Dao Master Edgeworth was quite handsome in flying.

"My king, I think it depends on luck, and luck is sometimes a kind of strength. The military advisor said with a smile.

Zhou Mo nodded.

The fact that the white bones can have a bye means that the white bones are very lucky.

But Zhou Mo felt that the next round of white bones was a little dangerous.

You must know that Bai Gu is not enlightened, and his only instinct is to be loyal to Zhou Mo.

In such a state, what rank can Bai Gu get?

Zhou Mo shook his head in his heart, not very optimistic about Bai Gu.

"My king, with all due respect, I think the second round ......of the White Bone may be defeated," the military advisor said in a worried tone at this time.

The Martial Pole Saint Lord and the Transformation Pole Dao Lord glanced at each other.

It's still a military division.

Now the military advisor is very worried about the condition of the white bones, and after the white bones are promoted, they look incredulous......

In this way, can the king still suspect the military advisor?

Sure enough, the longer you live, the deeper your skills become.

"It's okay, it's all expected, I'm mentally prepared. ”

Zhou Mo waved his hand, not caring at all.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is the case.

His idea is just to get involved.

Seriously look at the competition area.

The national teacher and the crown prince sat there.

The prince watched with great interest.

And the national teacher also stared at the competition area, but the pupils were a little dilated, and it seemed that he was wandering.

The old eyes are dizzy, I can't see anything clearly, I don't know anything.

What you are blowing, our teachers can't understand.

......

"Let's go!"

Elder Wuji's loud voice came.

Suddenly, the entire competition area was in chaos.

The practitioners have done everything they can.

"Whew!"

A disciple of the Transformation Pole sacrificed a flying sword, and the flying sword slashed through the air, piercing the lower abdomen of a strong man with lightning speed.

The strong man was caught off guard by the heavy blow, looked down at the flying sword, and looked up at the Pole Transformation disciple.

"I throw in the towel. ”

The strong man's face turned pale, and he shouted, and was kicked out of the competition area by Elder Wuji.

Next to the martial arts competition area, several martial arts disciples hurriedly carried the injured strong man to a distance for treatment.

The large hole in his waist that had been pierced by the long sword was bleeding constantly.

On a high platform.

Zhou Mo looked at the competition below.

He felt that he would not be able to hold out for a few rounds at all if he walked in with his own strength.

You must know that these people are the best disciples of the three major forces, and the things they have learned are also extraordinary.

The disciples of the Huaji Dojo played with flying swords in one hand.

The disciples of the Martial Pole Holy Land are all physique-cultivated, and the defensive power of the physical body is comparable to armor, and the moves are wide open and closed, and they completely win with strength.

Indeed, Zhou Mo also found that the disciples of Wuji were all a group of reckless men who believed in the power of faith, and they were completely unconvinced.

Very good, Zhou Mo appreciates this attitude, because in the face of strength, all the bells and whistles are useless.

Look at the students in the mission.

Their every move has a scholarly atmosphere.

However, when they took up their arms, they looked like Confucian generals of the dynasty.

In a word.

The students of the mission institute, Wen can pick up the pen and spray the world, and Wu can go on the horse to drive away foreign enemies.

It's just over ten minutes.

Zhou Mo had already learned about the abilities of cultivators in this world.

It's amazing, it's not scientific at all.

And now in the competition area, there are still thirty people left.

These people are panting, their mana has been consumed too much, and it seems that they can't support the next round.

"Now, let's start the second round of draws. ”

Elder Wu Ji walked over with a box.

On a high platform.

Zhou Mo was a little puzzled.

"They can't compete in the next round at this point, right?"

The Martial Pole Holy Lord said very calmly: "The predecessors don't know, in the cultivation world, treasures have always been inhabited by the powerful.

Suppose one day these juniors get a powerful treasure outside.

And after the news leaks, it will inevitably lead to hunting, and then they will fall into a desperate state, in this state they are facing death, if they want to survive, they must be cruel to them, can temper their state of mind at the same time, but also let them burst their potential, the chance of surviving will increase. ”

Listening to the explanation of the Martial Pole Holy Lord, the Extreme Dao Lord was deeply convinced.

"We must not let them become flowers in the greenhouse, we must let them fight their opponents with all their might, usually there is no such opportunity, and they can only solve the desperate situation by themselves, but now with us, they can use all means, and there will be no problem of hurting their own people. The Extreme Dao Master said.

At this time, Dean Liu sighed, "Alas, one day as a teacher and a father for life, seniors, we don't want to see our disciples being killed, that feeling is too painful." ”

Zhou Mo was stunned.

There is still such a statement, and it makes so much sense.

Zhou Mo instinctively felt that something was wrong, but after thinking about it carefully, he didn't find anything wrong.

Think about it, they are really likely to experience such a thing in the future, how to fight back in a desperate situation?

Giving them this kind of test in advance is also a kind of responsibility for their lives.

Reasonable, indeed reasonable, really irrefutable.

Zhou Mo nodded.

"You do have a lot on your shoulders, and it's good to be able to see through this layer. Zhou Mo said with a smile.

"That's what we should do. ”

Dean Liu put his hands behind his back and looked at the competition area with an old father's smile on his face.

I don't know, I really think Dean Liu is this kind of person.

The military advisor sat there and said with emotion: "It is a blessing for these juniors to have a teacher like you." ”

The three of them looked at each other and smiled.

"Since they have come under our door, we are responsible for them. ”

The national teacher glanced at the three of them.

These three guys are old actors.