Mo whispered and hurriedly explained: "We are still friends now. ”

"Oh, I see, then this is the younger brother and sister in the future. Grange found the loophole in Mo Qingyu's words, and immediately opened his mouth to expose it.

"I haven't seen you for more than half a year, big brother, you have changed, you are very honest in my memory. Mo was speechless for a moment, pouting and speaking.

Ling Anzhi listened to the conversation between the two on the side, fiddling with the corners of her clothes a little nervously, her face was already red like the sun hanging in the sky.

"Ten groups of twenty-four, ten groups of three. ”

Hearing the deacon say the number on his token, Ling Anzhi was relieved, and hurriedly left quickly, jumping onto the No. 10 challenge platform.

Mo Qingyu smiled a little embarrassedly, and the others laughed loudly.

The next competition was going on rapidly, in the second round, the third round, and the sixth round, Mo Qingyu won easily, and he didn't even use the knife, and he got six points.

The same is true for Zhang Xiao, Shaoxing, and Tianzhuang, who won all of their respective groups after six rounds of fighting, scoring six points.

Only Ling Anzhi's luck was not good, and she met Sun Tao in the same group in the sixth round, but unfortunately lost and gained four points.

On the other hand, Ji Ming, Sun Tao, Le Wuyun and others, who attracted attention, all won all six battles and easily gained six points.

Xu Ning, who had agreed to fight with Mo Qingyu at the beginning, now also has the cultivation of the peak of the mountain-moving realm, and his strength has improved a lot compared to the beginning, even when facing the opponent in the early stage of the Hidden Realm, he is not afraid, but in the fifth round, he encountered Ji Ming and lost one, and now he has also gained four points, ranking third in the group.

After the six rounds of competition, most of the participating disciples were exhausted, and the deacons distributed the elixir to the disciples to restore their Xuan Qi, so that everyone could rest for an hour to adjust their state to the peak.

In the audience in the first circle, Yao Yan, the main hall of the elixir hall, looked at the open space where he was resting, and said to Mu Daoshu beside him: "Your disciple is good, now he has easily won six consecutive victories, and he hasn't even taken out the spirit rune and the knife he is best at, it seems that there is still a lot of strength left." ”

Mu Daoshu smiled slightly, and said: "This kid is not bad, he has made great progress in the past half a year, and your disciple is also good, he has also won all six battles, and it is very easy." ”

"Hahaha, that kid from Qin Zheng just relies on the power of the fire spirit, it's nothing. Although Yao Yan said this, the smile on his face still expressed his mood at the moment.

The hour-long recuperation period passed quickly, and the fight continued as the deacons read out.

After six rounds of competition, the participating disciples who had not met any eye-catching disciples also began to meet them one after another, and within the same group, these eye-catching disciples were almost invincible, and unless they met each other, they would easily win.

Ling Anzhi's strength is good, but she lacks battle surprise, there are two eye-catching disciples in the tenth group she is in, namely Sun Tao and Le Wuyun, after losing to Sun Tao, she met Le Wuyun again, under Le Wuyun's weird sonic offensive, Ling Anzhi was quickly defeated, and she was defeated, which made her feel a little depressed.

And Mo Qingyu, Shaoxing, Zhang Xiao, and Tianzhuang still maintain a winning streak, and their opponents have no eye-catching disciples, only some veteran core disciples, and there is a huge difference in their strength.

In the second battle of the eighth round, it was Mo Qingyu's turn to play again, and his opponent was an old core disciple who looked to be twenty-four or five years old, with thick eyebrows, a calm breath, and he looked difficult to deal with.

"You are the Mo whisperer who defeated Li Mingyu, doesn't it look good, I'm sorry, I'm not Li Mingyu's kind of waste, your winning streak is about to be ended by me. The core disciple with thick eyebrows said confidently, he has been in the position of core disciple for five years, and if he does not improve, he will be deprived of the status of a disciple because he is over his age, and this annual ratio is his last chance.

Temple!

The words fell, and before Mo Qingyu could respond, this veteran core disciple suddenly attacked, his feet were windy, his movement speed was fast, he disappeared in front of Mo Qingyu's eyes, and appeared in front of Mo Qingyu in the blink of an eye.

"Eight Ring Fist!" The old core disciple burst into a mouth, urging the low-level Xuan Technique of the Moon Rank with the strength of the early stage of the Hidden Realm, and eight golden rings appeared on his right arm to bloom, condensed on the fist, and slammed into Mo Qingyu's chest with a punch.

Burst!

His fist passed through Mo Qingyu's body and slammed into the air.

"What?!" Seeing his fist pass through Mo Qingyu's body, the veteran core disciple realized that he had hit Mo Qingyu's afterimage.

"When did it disappear?" When doubts arose in his heart, he saw Mo Qingyu, who suddenly appeared beside him, smile and throw a rapid punch.

Recite!

Accompanied by the faint sound of a dragon's groan, the veteran core disciple felt the pain in his chest as if he had been hit by a dragon, and suddenly separated under the power of his fist and landed in the open space under the challenge platform.

"Weird body, powerful punch, I actually lost so quickly..."The old core disciple lying on the ground covered his aching chest and looked at the sky blankly, at this moment he felt the reality, he didn't have the ability to be promoted to the Holy Son, so let's honestly find another way.

At this moment, a group of six participating disciples looked at Mo Qingyu, who jumped indifferently from the stage, and grinned: "The strength is good, and I have some fame, and I am qualified to be a stepping stone for my martial arts to become famous." ”

Soon, several more fights were fought, and it was the eleventh fight of the six groups.

"Six groups of one against six groups of thirty-two. ”

"Hahaha.. It's finally me. The feminine-looking, long-haired Wu Meng's figure turned into a black mist and disappeared in place, suddenly appearing on the No. 6 challenge platform.

"It's him, this year's dark horse, the No. 1 Wu Meng in the sixth group, who has won seven consecutive victories. ”

"It's so weird, I can't see how he got on the podium at all. ”

Listening to the voices and discussions in the audience, Wu Meng showed a satisfied smile, he has been dormant for three years, just for today, in order to make a blockbuster, so that the disciples of the Extreme Dao Sect will remember him, Wu Meng!

Looking at Wu Meng on the stage, Mo Qingyu was a little interested, the other party's body just now seemed to be a kind of use of the mystery, what kind of mystery Mo Qingyu didn't know, but looking at the other party's appearance was only twenty-one or two years old, he could appreciate a trace of mystery, and it was indeed worthy of the name of the dark horse.

Wu Meng's opponent is a short-haired core disciple with the early cultivation of the Hidden Realm, looking at the other party with a solemn face at the moment, he has never heard of the other party among the core disciples, but this does not mean that the opponent's strength is not strong, Wu Meng's first few battles he has watched, the opponent's strength is very strong, he is most likely not an opponent, but even so, the short-haired core disciple did not give up, he said solemnly: "Core disciple, Liu Xing, give me a lot of advice." ”

Wu Meng nodded disdainfully and said, "Core disciple, Wu Meng, you are not my opponent, admit defeat quickly." ”

Hearing this, Liu Xing's face was a little ugly, he gritted his teeth, held a long stick in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Even if I am the opponent Shi Jiming, I will not admit defeat!"

"Huh.." Wu Meng sneered when he heard this, and his body gradually blurred, wrapped in a cloud of black mist.

Seeing this, Liu Xing suddenly swung out a stick, and with the sound of breaking wind, a stick smashed into the black mist.

Burst!

This stick didn't hit Wu Meng's body, it missed, Liu Xing didn't give up, changed his moves, picked up the long stick in his hand, and swept it into the black mist.

The black mist suddenly expanded, enveloping Liu Xing in it, and the participating disciples under the stage and the audience on the stage could not see the situation inside, only a black fog.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a miserable scream came out, the black mist dissipated, and Liu Xing spit out blood from his mouth, and fell to the ground into a coma.

"One win, one point!"

"What kind of means is this?"

"Why did a black mist appear, we couldn't see the situation inside, and Liu Xing was defeated?"

"Wu Meng is worthy of being the dark horse in this year's competition, and is expected to be in the top ten!"

On the audience, some powerful sect masters and elder-level figures nodded secretly when they saw this, they had already seen that there was a trace of mystical aura in the black mist displayed by Wu Meng, and the mysteries who could comprehend a trace of mysteries in the Hidden Realm were all the best among their peers, living up to the name of genius.

In the eight-round competition, Shaoxing unexpectedly lost to a core disciple called Lu Hang, Shaoxing and Lu Hang's cultivation was the peak of the early stage of the Hidden Realm, but it was Shaoxing who lost in the end.

During the competition, Shaoxing had used all his strength to show his own hidden secret art beast, turning into a half-werewolf, and his speed and strength increased exponentially, but he was still not Lu Hang's opponent, Lu Hang's hidden secret technique was crazy, which made his strength skyrocket in a short period of time, coupled with his natural divine power, he used his good moon-level intermediate occult technique to blast the rock fist, and defeated Shaoxing with the power of thunder.

In his opinion, Lu Hang's strength is stronger than Wu Meng, and he is a powerful dark horse.

On the first round of the audience, a middle-aged man who looked somewhat similar to Lu Hang smiled, he was the contemporary head of the Lu family among the four major families in the Holy Domain, and he was also Lu Hang's father, Lu Yuanming.

He had never paid serious attention to his concubine before, and he didn't expect that today, the other party would give him such a surprise, which made him secretly say in his heart: "In the future, we must pay more attention to it and focus on training." ”

"Lu Family Master, what this Lu Hang just performed was the Lu Family's Bloodline Mystery Secret Technique Madness, is he a disciple of your Lu Family?" Qin Hai, the head of the Qin family of the four major families beside him, asked.

Lu Yuanming smiled and responded, "It's the dog." ”

"Brother Yuanming hides it deep enough, he has such an excellent son, and he never publicizes it. The head of the Leng family, who was on the other side, couldn't help but interject.

"Where is it, you also know, our Lu family is in the east, and the main disciples in the family are all in the Imperial Sword Sect, this Lu Hang is my concubine, he was unknown before, but I didn't expect to awaken the madness of our Lu family, which is also my unexpected joy. ”

Several other family heads nodded when they heard this, and they knew in their hearts that they were all heads of big families, and there were also many concubines under their knees, so they naturally understood Lu Yuanming's thoughts, and at the same time, they were also a little envious in their hearts, and they also had a lot of concubines, why didn't there be such an excellent one as Lu Hang.