"In the past few years, I was taken the lead by your Confucianism and soldiers, and this time it must be respected by our Mo family. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Mo thought of the hidden trump card in the trial team, and said confidently.

"The strength of the trial ratio, it is useless to blow the atmosphere. ”

"We Confucians have won two championships in a row. ”

Yang Fengyi glanced at the Mo family disciple riding on the trap beast out of the corner of her eye, and said with some contempt.

"Huh. ”

Chen Jiugong of the soldier family didn't say anything, just smiled meaningfully.

Seeing the obvious contempt of the two, the excitement on Mo Zi's face suddenly froze.

It is no wonder that the two despise them, the Mohist believers are mainly lower-class people and craftsmen, and the craftsmen are controlled by the state because of their particularity. This has caused the Mo family to develop slowly over the years, and genius disciples are even rarer, and their power has been weak for a long time.

Confucianism and military families developed most rapidly because of the support of secular dynasties, and their disciples held important positions in the imperial court, and the core disciples of genius were like carp crossing the river.

They are the two most powerful schools of thought, and if it is said that in this trial, the Mo family can beat Confucianism and the military family to win the crown.

Not to mention that Yang Fengyi and Chen Jiugong don't believe it, I'm afraid that even the disciples of the Mo family themselves don't believe it.

Mo Zi was looked down upon by the two, and a trace of shame flashed on his face, but then turned into indescribable bitterness, although he didn't want to admit it. But under the deliberate suppression of the imperial court, the Mo family did decline.

As for the soldiers below and the Jianghu guests in sackcloth, whether it is Yang Fengyi of Confucianism or Mo of the Mo family, he is not even interested in taking a look. It was as if they existed only to set off the disciples of the three families.

In fact, it is. In every trial, the disciples of the three families are the real protagonists, and the dense soldiers are just cannon fodder for the king's pioneers.

Only those who are lucky can survive until the end of the secret realm and obtain some small creations.

"Those Confucian students are from the Jixia Academy, and this time it is Mr. Zheng who leads the team, who has cultivated his courage and mastered the sword. ”

A well-informed soldier teased.

"The disciple of the soldier family is from the border army, he is the elite who has really seen blood, and the leader is a centurion, and Duan Tianya, the iron horse and silver gun, has already communicated the star power of the seven kills, and the seven kills marksmanship has already been a little hot. ”

"The Mo family is from the Organ City, the number is the smallest, but they are the most mysterious, and the leader of the team is the shadow assassin Chen Xuyan, whose specific ability is ominous, but it will definitely not be weaker than the disciples of Confucianism and soldiers. ”

When everyone heard the soldier's introduction, they couldn't help but let out a burst of exclamations. Instinctively moved closer to the three camps, hoping to get the protection of the master and improve his survival rate.

As everyone knows, how could the disciples of the three families who were high above care about the casualties of these ordinary people.

When the disciples of the three sects heard the introduction of the soldiers, their faces all showed arrogant looks, as if they were the pride of the sky and the protagonists of the era.

The county respected Hu and sat upright, only half of his butt was attached to the chair, and he always had a humble and flattering smile on his face, quietly listening to the words of several people, nodding his head from time to time.

Although Yang Fengyi's face was expressionless, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes when she looked at Hu Buwei's servile appearance.

There is no trace of literati, which is really a discredit to Confucianism.

How did such a person do the chief official of Zhibei County, and he had to join him when he went back.

Hu Buwei's eyes swept the Zhibei County soldiers below from the corner of his eyes, and his eyes flashed a trace of unbearability, but they were quickly replaced by coldness.

As long as you can please Yang Fengyi, let you go further in your career. A few casualties, in his opinion, were worth it.

No wonder people in the world often say that the county order of the broken family is the government Yin of the destruction of the door.

Dozens of lives, in Hu Buwei's opinion, are just a few people. It's all chess pieces, it's all numbers, and after weighing the pros and cons, you can give up at any time.

The soldiers of Zhibei County still don't know that they have been regarded as outcasts by the county Zunhu. is happily discussing, under the deliberate guidance of the officials and others, it seems that there are mountains of gold and silver in the secret realm, and it is easy to grab a lot of wealth.

Situ Xing didn't make a sound, and quietly looked at a few people on the high platform.

Hanlin Yang Fengyi, innate martial artist Chen Jiugong, third-order organ master Mo Zi.

These three people are the most powerful in the field, they all have the ability to kill hundreds of people, and they are also the people in charge of this secret realm.

Mixed with the crowd, Situ Xing seemed to be a drop of water falling into the sea, which was exactly what he wanted.

Don't let your opponent see through easily, keep enough hole cards for yourself to save your life when it matters most. There's always nothing wrong with being cautious.

According to common sense, it is safest and proper to join the three camps and get the protection of the masters.

But this time, Situ was calculated and forced to participate in the trial.

The calculator will certainly not let him go easily, and there must be other means.

Except for himself, Situ Xing didn't believe it, he looked at the crowd around him with some suspicion and vigilance.

Zhibei County's head catcher looked at Si Tu Xing, who was deliberately hidden in the crowd, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a cruel smile.

Thinking that in this way I can get out of the secret realm alive is really delusional.

Seriously and vaguely exchanged glances with a few tall and strong soldiers, and in a place that everyone couldn't see, he made a movement to wipe his neck with his hand.

The soldiers glanced at Situ Xing, and there was a bloodthirsty look in their eyes.

Yang Fengyi, Chen Jiugong and the others did not pay attention to the changes below, in their opinion, this trial is to raise Gu, natural selection, and only the most powerful people are qualified to come out alive.

Only geniuses are worthy of great efforts to cultivate by the sect.

"This trial lasts for a month, you have to keep your tokens, and he will bring you back. ”

"Remember, this Black Mountain Secret Realm is a bloody trial, allowing mutual attacks. Only the strongest will come out alive. ”

After looking at the sky, Yang Fengyi, who was wearing Confucian clothes, stood up and made eye contact with several other strong people.

Hearing the old Confucian man say that they could kill and rob each other, there was a lot of commotion in the crowd below, and they all looked at the Tong Ze around with vigilant eyes, only the few Confucian, soldier, and Mo family disciples had unchanged expressions, obviously they had long understood the rules of the blood trial.

Situ Xing's face was as usual, but his fists were already clenched, this trial seemed to him to be more like raising Gu, natural selection, only the strongest were qualified to survive.

"Sons, I'll wait for you to come back and drink the celebration wine!"

Wearing the general's armor, the military general with his whole body full of qi and blood stood up and looked at the soldiers below him, and his voice was like a loud shout from Hong Zhong.

"Come back alive, I'm invincible!"

The Mo family master in the cloak also stood up. Looking at a few Mo family disciples riding on the machine beast, there was a look of anticipation in his eyes.

"Love is not attacking!"

"Natural selection. ”

Yang Fengyi looked at the Confucian disciples below, and said in a somewhat cold voice.

"To be weak is to sin. ”