A low-level god.

How quickly did you get the attention of an old guy of this level?

Jun Mo's eyes froze, he took two steps back without moving, and stood beside Qiu Duanhan, his eyes were blazing, and he didn't make a sound.

has become a pseudo-god, Jun Mo's World Tree clone and Duo Ge have all successfully become subordinate gods, although there is no godhead, once they join forces, they will burst out with double combat power, plus Jun Mo's many powerful multiplier combat power Flower Protection Skills, but they are not afraid of ordinary low-level gods.

It's just that Jun Mo doesn't want to alarm some of the more powerful old guys in the Qixia Holy Land before he gets the godhead.

"Elder Qin. ”

"Elder Qin. ”

In addition to Jun Mo and Qiu Duanhan, the other students hugged their fists and paid their respects.

"Hehe, boys, it's a pleasure to play, it's good, this competition, I'm in charge on behalf of the school, it's decided. ”

Elder Qin, who had a thin face, sneered: "Although this kid won't be able to take out a few thousand divine pills for a while, if this kid is defeated later, in the future, Elder Ben will personally supervise and obediently repay the debt; ”

As he spoke, Elder Qin waved his sleeves, and his divine power surged, covering the sky, and he directly swept everyone present, including Jun Mo and the sitting Qiu Duanhan and a few captives on the ground.

The next moment, when everyone reappeared, they had already arrived in an ancient dueling arena that was blocked by an extremely powerful formation prohibition.

Jun Moqiu was on one side, while the other thirty-seven low-level lower theological seniors were on the side, and the other seniors who did not participate in the battle were thrown to the audience by Elder Qin along with Qiu Duanhan and several prisoners.

"In order to ensure the fairness and impartiality of the competition, come one by one, and leave enough time for Jun Mo to recover, now, which of you is on. ”

Elder Qin's voice rang out.

Everyone followed the sound and looked up, but they saw Elder Qin sitting on the high platform, and there were dozens of more people on both sides, all of them with vague and powerful breaths, all of them were strong people above the high-level lower gods.

There are also two, like Elder Qin, whose strength has reached the level of God, and they are the elders of the Holy Academy.

"I'll come. ”

With a loud roar, a red-robed young man with red eyes and a fierce aura stepped out and faced Jun Mo from afar.

"The low-level lower god roared coldly, please. ”

The red-robed young man had already stood firm, just clenched his fists, his momentum was rolling, turning into a cold moon, and he was fiercely killing Jun Mo.

The momentum turns into a cold moon.

Leng Xiao wanted to use the momentum of his low-level lower god to directly suppress Jun Mo, who was just a low-level pseudo-god.

After all, although Jun Mo captured Liu Zihui and five others with a gesture, he was just a few peak pseudo-gods, and in terms of the lower gods after the real transformation, it was an existence that could be crushed to death with one finger.

Therefore, as soon as this Leng Xiao came on the field, he didn't really make a move, but suppressed it with momentum, wanting to use the advantage of the realm to directly repel Jun Mo.

Of course, in other words, this is also a temptation for Jun Mo.

If Jun Mo couldn't even resist the momentum of a subordinate god, then no matter what powerful things Jun Mo did before, he could only be floating clouds.

"It's just a low-level god, and he wants to suppress me with his momentum, is it really me a papier-mâché tiger. ”

Jun Mo sneered in his heart, and said aloud:

"A low-level pseudo-god, the Holy School prepares Jun Mo, and leads the prefect to recruit highly. ”

As he spoke, Jun Mo's body shook, and a powerful momentum rose and converged in mid-air

, turned into a spear, and stabbed towards the cold moon with a cold roar.

Rumble.

The spear, Leng Yue really slammed into each other in mid-air, sending out a huge concussion, and it was extremely powerful.

However, the result was a big surprise, the spear easily smashed Leng Yue and stabbed Leng Xiao in front of him.

Bang.

The cold roar with a great change in his face was hurriedly resisted, and he was immediately bombarded to vomit blood and fly upside down, falling heavily to the ground.

Momentum to momentum, Jun Mo won completely.

A low-level pseudo-god, in the momentum confrontation on the field, easily shocked a low-level lower-level god, such a scene, witnessed by everyone present, all gasped.

How strong should the actual combat power of this low-level pseudo-god be.

It's really like the joint recommendation of the five city lords such as Cangnan, and the combat power can be comparable to that of the lower gods.

"In the first game, Jun Mo won. ”

At the moment when Leng Xiao vomited blood and flew to the ground, Elder Qin's cold voice resounded.

"What, I actually lost, I even just got on the field, and before I made a move, I lost in the confrontation of momentum. ”

Leng Xiao got up from the ground, his face was dead, he couldn't believe that the lower god's self was defeated in the hands of a low-level pseudo-god like this.

"Leng Xiao, you're too careless. ”

A figure fell into the arena, but it was another student who used the natal artifact to gamble with Jun Mo, leaving a sentence and going into battle.

"Low-level lower god Cangsu. This student was full of rigor.

"Preparatory students, low-level pseudo-gods, Jun Mo. Jun Mo also responded.

There is nothing superfluous, after the two sign up, they will fight directly.

Bang.

After only two rounds, Cangsu was blown away and lost.

"I'm here, the peak of the low-level lower gods, Wu Yong. ”

Another student, after Elder Qin announced Jun Mo's victory, jumped down quickly.

"Wu Yong, please advise. ”

Jun Mo nodded, he didn't bother to report his name.

Rumble.

With a punch, Wu Yong was shocked to vomit blood and fly upside down, and he couldn't be afraid of half a sound.

"In the third game, Jun Mo won. ”

Elder Qin's voice resounded throughout the dueling arena.

And during this time, unconsciously, the number of people watching the battle in the dueling arena has exceeded three hundred, and there are still figures flickering, constantly coming.

Obviously, the news of the battle between Jun Mo, a low-level pseudo-god preparatory student, and many lower god official students, has spread, attracting a large number of interested people to come and watch the battle.

Especially a large number of preparatory students, in their eyes, it is simply awesome that preparatory students can emerge from such a person and challenge a group of lower-level gods with the strength of low-level pseudo-gods.

This is for the preparation of the growth face.

Therefore, many preparatory students who didn't know the inside story rushed to see Jun Mo, a newcomer who had just entered the Holy Academy, and cheered, cheered, and cheered for this newcomer.

Of course, there were also many official students who had just gotten the news, and they rushed over with great interest to watch Jun Mo, a newcomer whose rumored combat power was comparable to that of a lower-ranking god, fight against a group of seniors.

"Three wins in a row, Jun Mo, are you willing to continue to fight again. ”

Elder Qin's voice continued to resound, although he could see that Jun Mo was not the slightest tired, but this was the rule, otherwise it would become a wheel tactic.

"Elder Qin, I am willing to fight again. ”

Jun Mo's voice was rolling, his eyes were like lightning like a sword, he swept over the rest of the challengers, and said, "However, I have a small request. ”