"Luo Ze, a dark cultivator, I've heard a little about this person. Mu Feng nodded, looked at the purple-haired young man on the stage and said: "Luo Ze, fourteen years old, a cultivator at the peak of the fourth order of the Source Control Realm, one of the few young geniuses in the dark cultivation department, he is ruthless, his actions are ruthless, and his dark source power is extremely weird, he is a very tricky opponent! ”

"Really, no wonder the blue-haired boy looked helpless. It turns out that this young man named Luo Ze is so strong. Ming Mo said suddenly.

Between Mingmo and Yanxue talking, the two in the ring had already exchanged hands.

Sure enough, as Mu Feng said, the purple-haired young man named Luo Ze attacked strangely and sharply, and the black dark source power around him undulated and entangled, and from time to time a black source power blade appeared and slashed towards the blue-haired boy. The black claw blade in his hand appeared, constantly attacking the blue-haired boy.

The blue-haired boy only controlled the cultivation of the third order of the Source Realm, and in the face of Luo Ze's endless strange attacks, he struggled to support, and the source power on his body was shocked, so he could only defend passively. Finally, in a powerful paw print from Luo Ze, the water film in front of him shattered and he was knocked out of the ring.

The referee immediately announced Luo Ze's victory, and when Luo Ze left the game, he glanced at the injured blue-haired boy and said coldly: "Vulnerable waste." Then he jumped out of the ring.

On the high platform, a middle-aged man in a green shirt smiled at a middle-aged man in a black robe next to him, with a deep and cold temperament: "Han Feng, you little guy from the dark cultivation department is good." ”

"Hehe, I've seen that little guy, fourteen years old, the peak of the fourth order of the Source Control Realm, a very good talent, and a good seedling. The black-robed middle-aged man said lightly, as if he didn't care, but a smile between his eyebrows showed his mood.

"Hehe, Lao Han, you just steal the fun, I think that little guy should be able to enter the top ten. The middle-aged man in the green shirt said with a smile, then stopped speaking, and his eyes fell on the ring below again.

On the ring, the second battle has begun, the first battle ended too quickly, the audience on the edge of the martial arts arena outside almost didn't enjoy it, and now the two people on the field are evenly matched, both are cultivators at the peak of the third order of the source control realm, a water cultivator, a fire cultivator, water and fire are incompatible, the two are fighting extremely fiercely, above the ring, the fire source power of the fire red, and the light blue water source power are constantly colliding, flying sideways, and the strong qi erupts, raising gusts of wind and dust. It makes everyone on the field a feast for their eyes. In the end, in the collision of the final blow, the fire cultivator boy was slightly inferior and was blasted out of the ring, and the water cultivator boy was also injured and could barely stand. The referee then declared his victory.

"In the next game, the two sides of the war hurried to the stage. With the referee's shout, the third game was about to begin, and it was finally Yanxue's turn.

"Mingmo, it's my turn, I'm up. Yan Xue stood up and said to Ming Mo, his tone a little excited.

"Go ahead, play well, we'll cheer you on down there. Looking at Yan Xue's expression, Ming Mo smiled faintly.

"Classmate Yanxue, come on!" Lan Ruoqing on the side also waved her small fist and said to Yanxue.

"Well, then I'll go. Yan Xue spoke, and then jumped into the ring.

And his opponent, a young man in a green shirt, also jumped into the ring.

When Ming Mo saw the appearance of the opponent with Yan Blood, his expression suddenly became very strange.