The competition came as scheduled, and in the early morning of the next day, unlike the usually deserted training ground, most of the people in the clan gathered next to the ring of the training ground, and there was a circle of pavilions around the ring, and each room in the pavilion was used as a rest room, but the corridor outside the building was also full of people.

The people who came to watch were discussing who would be the champion of this first tryout, and there was a commotion upstairs and downstairs.

"Ahem, everyone, please be quiet, in order to select the best ten disciples of our clan to participate in this Fancheng Conference, the patriarch and the elders will discuss and decide to convene this Mo Family Disciple Selection Competition. ”

As soon as the host said this, the venue fell silent.

"Let me introduce the basic process of this selection competition, there are a total of eighty-two disciples who meet the requirements of the selection competition, the way of the competition is a one-on-one knockout match, because after the first round of the duel, there will be a bye, after discussion, the bye will be directly promoted. The opponents of the match are determined by drawing lots. ”

"Finally, if you disagree with the result, you can find me and explain the reason and apply for a rematch. ”

"Next, I announce that the first disciple selection competition of the Mo family has officially begun, and all participating disciples are invited to draw lots. ”

After a while, the host took a flow chart and announced: "In the first game, Mo Yan, a disciple from the outer door, will face Mo Linglong, a disciple from the inner door." ”

Mo Yan looked at her brand and sighed: "No, I met the elder's daughter in the first round, this luck is too bad." ”

Mo Linglong is sixteen years old, the daughter of the elder Mo Xun, and her strength is at the peak of Gathering Spirits.

"I said the same door on the other side, do you want to give up, in case I don't stop my hand and hurt you, it's not good, the gap between you and me in strength is not something that can be made up casually, you can think about it carefully. ”

"Come on, how do you know if you don't try, I can't lose the face of the outer disciples. ”

"Both sides are ready, the game begins!"

At the sound of an order, the two sides launched an attack at the same time, and the two fought in the ring, which seemed to be a draw, but in fact, Mo Linglong didn't even use half of his spiritual power. Mo Yan on the opposite side had to retreat to the edge of the ring first because of the continuous decline in spiritual power due to the attrition war with Mo Linglong.

Mo Yan knew in her heart that the other party was very strong, so she had to seize the opportunity and knock her out of the ring to eliminate her.

Mo Linglong saw that the opponent no longer planned to take the initiative to attack.

"Since you chose to defend, then you're welcome. ”

After speaking, he quickly approached Mo Yan.

"I said, if you stand still, you'll be eliminated. Look at the move!"

Mo Linglong uses the Basic Spirit Technique to attack Mo Yan.

"Chance!"

Mo Yan's heart flashed, and she dodged Mo Linglong's attack with all her strength, and quickly stabilized herself before launching the spirit technique.

"Wind Palm!"

Seeing that this palm was hit, Mo Linglong easily dodged it.

"I have some skills, but it's a pity that your opponent is me, goodbye. ”

Mo Yan was knocked out of the ring before she could react.

"In the first game, Neimen Mo Linglong won!"

......

Mo Yun looked at his grade...... Forty.

'It's so slow, it's only eleven, when will this come to me.' I'm so hungry, just go find something to eat. ’

"In the eleventh game, the outer door Mohong played against the inner door Mohan. ”

Hearing the name Mo Han, Mo Yun remembered that the son of Elder An, whom Mo Tian had always mentioned, was the strongest.

Just watch this and then go." ’

"In Xia Mohan, it may be offended to fight for a while, and I hope that Brother Ren will forgive me. ”

Mo Han, Elder An's eldest son, was seventeen years old, and his strength was the strongest second-order spirit realm among his peers.

"Both sides are ready, the game begins!"

Against such a monster, Mo Hong decided to adopt a defensive strategy, holding on to a fluke mentality, trying to find a gap to sneak attack.

"Since Brother Ren doesn't attack, then he will be ugly below, Wind Flash!"

The referee here also took on the task of explaining.

"At such a fast pace, Mo Han launched an attack, and it seems that he wants to solve it quickly. ”

The speed was so fast, Mo Hong could barely see the figure clearly only by staring closely, and the moment Mo Han approached, he wanted to fight back with his palm and take him by surprise.

But what he didn't expect was that at the moment when Mo Han approached, he suddenly disappeared from in front of him, and suddenly appeared on his side, and the fist that had already been made hit the air.

"Offended!"

With one punch, Mo Hong was knocked to the ground, although he was still able to stand up, but seeing Mo Han like this, he had already given up fighting.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being the strongest player in this year, and he defeated the opponent in the late stage of Juling with only one blow, so because Mo Hong gave up, in the eleventh game, Mo Han won!"

After watching the whole process, Mo Yun complained and said: "What is it, it's over before it starts, it's a boring game, I think I'd better go eat and sleep, haah~"

Mo Yun yawned and left the venue slowly.

Most of the next games were won by inner disciples, and it was already noon when the game was thirty games, and the conference decided to rest for half an hour first.

In the afternoon, Mo Yun sat on the roof of the building, watching the rest of the games, most of them were not interesting, and the difference in strength in the preliminaries was too big.

"In the fortieth game, Moyan from the outer door played against Moyun from the inner door. ”

Hearing Mo Yun's name, the audience outside the venue exploded.

"Look at it, look at it, isn't that Mo Yun, he also participated? I really don't know shame, and I'm an inner disciple. ”

"Ha, did the first waste person disappear for a year, and then come back to die?"

"The outer gate is Moyan, that is the strongest combat power of the outer gate, and it is said that it is already the peak of gathering spirits"

"Then Moyun will be miserable~"

Mo Yun could hear the doubts outside the field, and he just smiled and thought.

"Oh, it's really annoying, how many years, just these few words over and over again, you don't get tired of talking, I'm tired of hearing it, it's good to change some tricks, so I can listen to it vigorously." ’

Mo Yan watched Mo Yun fight him and smiled, and he was even more annoyed when he was already unhappy with Mo Yun.

"Hey, can you get started?"

"Whatever you want, I can start at any time, haah~"

(muttering in a low voice) "I knew I would sleep a little longer, I was so sleepy." ”

"Both sides are ready, the game begins!"

"Let me show you, the power of the peak of the Gathering Spirit, full strength, Wave Palm!"

Mo Yan was violent, and rushed directly towards Mo Yun.

"Is it right? ”

He took a stand and took a deep breath.

"Lingxiao Palm!"

"Dare to fight hard with me Moyan, I'm tired of it, it's too late for you to hide now! Don't blame me if you're crippled. ”

Mo Yan rushed to Mo Yan's side, and Mo Yun was facing Mo Yun with one palm, this palm did not knock Mo Yun down as he expected, but Mo Yun took it intact.

"Hmph, a bit of strength. ”

"You're done, then I'm going to have to push hard. ”

Mo Yun instantly withdrew his arm, and instantly slapped at Mo Yan again.

With just one palm, Mo Yan was knocked half a ring away, and he directly lost consciousness. Seeing this unexpected situation, the audience outside the venue was stunned.

"Wow!

"It's too strong, isn't it!Is this person Moyun?"

"Cheating! Can you replay? How could it be possible to win, that was the pinnacle of gathering spirits. ”

"I declare, Mo Yan loses consciousness, Mo Yun wins!"

At this time, some people in the audience outside the arena noticed that Mo Yun was looking at his palms in a daze.

"Eh, did you see it, I guess that kid's palm is gone, and he must not be able to move now. ”

However, the real situation is, 'Am I using too much force?' No, this is only two percent of spiritual power, forget it, pay attention next time.'" ’

"Then, there is only the final showdown left, the forty-first game, Neimen Moxi vs. Neimen Moxue. ”

Mo Xi - the daughter of the five elders, now seventeen years old, her strength is the first-order Na Ling Realm, and Mo Xue - is specially approved as a disciple of the inner gate by the outer gate, now she is seventeen years old, and her strength is also a first-order Na Ling realm.

"Ah Xue, it's really fate, I didn't expect to really get into a group. ”

Mo Xue replied with a smile: "Really, then this time it is just the completion of the competition that has not been distinguished." ”

"Both sides are ready, the game begins!"

At this time, an inner disciple outside the arena said to the person next to him: "Wow, it's these two people again, I'll go down and move a stool and take a look slowly." ”

"Why, it's going to be over soon, what stool are you moving? ”

"Don't you know, these two were in the cultivation ground a few days ago, good guys, they didn't distinguish between high and low for more than an hour, we want to borrow the venue, but these two are the masters of the Naling Realm, who dares to say it. In this way, when they are tired, we will have a place to cultivate. ”

"These two people have a good relationship and are equal in strength, who will win this time?"

"Watch out, Snow, I'm going to attack. ”

"How can you get the first move, look at the move!"

Both men drew their swords at the same time and attacked.

"Red Aya!"

"Willow Style!"

The two of them injected spiritual power into the sword, and the sword qi that canceled each other out when facing the sword spread out to all sides, creating a powerful air current.

"Sword Array Lotus!"

"Sword Formation: Bamboo!"

The two people who came out of the same school were inseparable.

"Here again and again, it looks like it's going to be another hour, and after a while my mother will call me back to dinner. ”

Half an hour later, the two really didn't distinguish between the high and low.

"Patriarch, ......?"

"Uh...... Or a draw. Isn't there just a position missing? Both of them are strong talents, so don't waste their combat effectiveness. Let's draw. ”

The two people on the field gasped, and neither of them would admit defeat. After the fierce duel, the two of them actually didn't have much strength, and they were both holding on.

"Ha ~ Ha ~ Snow, it's still the same, haven't you been lazy lately?"

"Each other, we will definitely win you today, take it!"

Mo Xue went on the offensive again.

"Hmph, I can't ask for it, but I won't lose to you, look at the sword!"

"Ahem! The two of them stopped first! After the patriarch decided, the two made an exception to draw and entered the next stage of the game together. ”

After hearing this, Mo Xi said unsatisfied: "No, I still want to be on a par with the snow!"

"Agreed, since it's a duel, there should be a win or loss, and a draw is not what I want!"

The referee smiled awkwardly and persuaded them: "Two eldest ladies, when will you have a result, and the expected flow of the game has been disrupted by you." ”

Mo Tian saw that the referee couldn't hold back these two living treasures, so he went out in person.

"Mo Xue, Mo Xi, let's count the draw this time, there will be more opportunities for the competition in the future, don't delay the flow of the game. ”

The patriarchs were all out of the horse, and Mo Xi had no choice but to agree: "Then let Xiaoxue go first this time." ”

"It should be me who let Xiaoxi go, you are. ”

It's finally done, and it's not easy to be in front of this referee. ’

"Then I announce that the first round of the preliminary round of the Mojia Trials ended with Mo Xi and Mo Xuexi, and the players who advanced are invited to draw the next match number outside the field. ”