Chapter 113: The Contest Begins

"I think, Your Excellency is afraid that you are too worried, although my brother's cultivation is not as good as mine, but it is more than enough to defeat you, and you don't want to put gold on your face. Chewing on the dog's tail grass, Meng Mao glanced at his younger brother next to him, his eyes flashed, Qin Pingzheng said that he was in his arms, but he definitely couldn't admit it.

"Meng Mao, you are looking for death, do you dare to say that I am not as good as you, do you want to challenge it now?" Hearing that his brother actually said that his strength was not as good as him, the red-hooded boy was very dissatisfied, pursed his lips, raised his small fist to his brother, and his eyes were full of sparks.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, little things, little things. Ha ha. Meng Mao laughed twice, turned his head and left.

But Qin Ping felt that when Qin Ping's words pierced Meng Mao's thoughts, the moment Meng Mao turned around, Qin Ping felt a very strong killing intent.

Before, his younger brother Meng Li, under a look, this elder brother who had been chewing the dog's tail grass found that Qin Ping's strength was definitely above his younger brother, and now in the rules mentioned by the Lianyun Sect monk, it is obvious that only one place can be obtained among ten people, so if this Meng brother wants to succeed in obtaining a quota, he must stagger and cannot get together.

And everyone present, Qin Ping among them, in Meng Mao's opinion, Qin Ping is an uncertain factor for his younger brother, which makes him a little uneasy, so after the Lianyun Sect monk just explained the method of obtaining the quota for ascending the Heavenly Rank of the Palace, he began to mock Qin Ping, hoping that in the first game, as an elder brother, he would be able to solve Qin Ping's unstable factor, so as to pave the way for his younger brother.

It's just that he didn't expect that Qin Ping saw through Meng Mao's mind at a glance, and came up to speak out, which made Meng Mao a little embarrassed and retreated.

But the moment Meng Mao turned around, Qin Ping really felt that murderous aura, and what he knew was that as long as he hindered his red-hooded child's younger brother from obtaining the monk quota, then he would definitely kill Qin Ping as soon as possible without giving him any chance.

After all, even the monks of the Cloud Sect also said that they don't care about the scuffle or heads-up, they just let you fight, and he is responsible for watching from the side. Therefore, there are no explicit rules here, if Meng Mao fights with Qin Ping because of the quota of his younger brother, it is also possible.

But Meng Mao has such worries and worries, and Qin Ping is not, he has Chu Yu by his side such a monk in the early stage of Lingyun Realm, and the monks who can go to this position have two brushes in their strength, and it is already very difficult for Qin Ping to get a place by himself, let alone Chu Yu in the early stage of Lingyun Realm next to Qin Ping.

Although Chu Yu and Qin Ping have only been together for two days, and they have not been together for a long time, the two have gone through layers of difficulties together, and it is impossible without a little affection, so Qin Ping does not want to see Chu Yu being left here.

And this place, as time goes by, there will be more and more people, if Qin Ping leaves alone, leaving Chu Yu here alone, Qin Ping is also extremely uneasy, if Chu Yu is not good, and is found by a beast who does not have long eyes, how much back should it be.

"Brother Qin, you don't have to worry about me. The strength of the monks here is stronger than the other, this quota, I will never be able to get it, I have encountered layers of sadness before, maybe I am with your help, I am lucky, I can go all the way, but now I need my own strength to get the quota, my strength is not enough, what is there to say. Chu Yu said with a wry smile.

Qin Ping's eyes flickered, in fact, if according to the superficial rules, it is true that Chu Yu has no way to obtain the quota of ascending the Heavenly Rank of the Temple today, but Qin Ping feels that what Qishan said is just a design, that is, to let the people at the bottom of the square fight to the death, to reduce the number of people who enter the ancient emperor's ruins, even if the number of people is not reduced, it will also greatly consume its vitality, even if the monk who has taken the quota and goes to the heavenly palace, he is afraid that there will be little vitality left.

As for those big gangs such as the Lotus Sect and the Xuanyun Sect, it is estimated that they have their own ways to be able to ascend to this palace heavenly level, otherwise Qishan has great ability, and he can't and dare not offend these big sects.

Thinking of this, Qin Ping's eyes flickered, and he fell into deep thought, if he continued to figure it out according to this logic, as long as the monk of the Lianyun Sect in front of him only needed to use the method of crossing people up the steps once, as long as Qin Ping had quick eyes and hands, and had insight and learned from it, then everything would be solved, and he would have a way to go up, and there would be no need to participate in the so-called battle for the number of monks in the ten.

"Brother Qin, I'm serious, you don't have to worry about me. Chu Yu bit his lip and said hoarsely.

"Don't talk yet, just watch. Qin Ping glanced at Chu Yu and said in a deep voice.

At this moment, in the center of the square, there were already ten people, all of whom were monks who had entered the Holy Realm, but the monk Meng Mao, who was chewing the dog's tail grass, still did not panic, looked at Qin Ping, and secretly clenched his fists, thinking that Qin Ping would not be so careful, and he would not be able to pull his younger brother into the water.

But Qin Ping ignored him, just watched coldly, waiting for the start of the competition on the field.

Soon, the ten people in the field all stood at the angle, the big man who came out before stood up, raised the sledgehammer and smashed it along the monk closest to him, and under a surprise, the two monks next to him were smashed off the waist, and the blood was soaring, it can be seen that the hand is not soft at all, and the moves are all to death, these two monks also have the realm of the Great Perfection of the Lingyun Realm, but I didn't expect that before a face, the two were killed by this big man.

Meng Mao, who was chewing the dog's tail, snorted lightly, his hands fell to the ground, and the yin blue vitality of his whole body was released, and suddenly turned into a ghostly giant beast with blue vitality, roaring loudly, and the big claws instantly slapped at the three monks who were also Lingyun Great Perfection next to him, and in an instant, under this claw, the flesh and blood grabbed were blurred, and the skin was opened, accompanied by three screams, so that the three of them were completely killed with one blow.

In just one breath of time, the five Lingyun Realm Great Perfection monks who participated in the Ten into One died in an instant, and there were still five people left on the field, in addition to this big man and Meng Mao, there were three others, two of them Lingyun Realm Great Perfection, and one seemed to have the strength to enter the Holy Realm.

"I....... I give up. "One of the young men of the Lingyun Realm Great Perfection was shocked by the two murderous monks who did not blink, and he was afraid to admit defeat.

"I'll give up too!" said another little girl from the Lingyun Realm Great Perfection.

From beginning to end, there were only three people left on the field now, the big man who began to stand on the field, Meng Mao, and a slightly sinister old man.