Chapter Sixty-Nine: Disorderly Brawl

On the way back to their quarters after leaving the audience, guests and disciples of the Extreme Dao Sect were still in high spirits, talking about the wonderful performances of the finalists.

"The Extreme Dao Sect is indeed the top sect in the north, even those disciples who have not qualified for the finals are not comparable to us. A disciple of a small southern sect followed behind his head and exclaimed.

"Of course, this time I brought you here to let you have a long experience, don't think that you are the top in the sect, you will be satisfied, these genius disciples in the top sect, as long as they break through to the Yunhai realm, even I am not their opponent. This little sect master with the mid-stage cultivation of the Yunhai Realm spoke, making the disciples behind him speechless, deeply feeling his weakness, and no longer having the slightest arrogance in his heart.

"Ji Ming, who is the first in the second group, is really amazing, the oppression he gives me when he stands on the stage is no less than the feeling that the patriarch gives me, looking at him is only eighteen years old, the same as us. A child of a small family under the jurisdiction of the Extreme Dao Sect spoke to his companions beside him, his face a little ashamed.

"It's not just Ji Ming, the first in the sixth group is not frivolous, he looks like he is only about sixteen years old, and his appearance is still a little immature, younger than me, but his strength is unfathomable, although his cultivation is not as strong as the first in other groups, but he has defeated many players in the Hidden Realm. Another member of the family spoke, with a look of admiration on his face.

"I didn't expect Mo Qing's strength to be so strong, and he could rank first in the group with the cultivation of moving mountain realms, this has not happened for several years, right?" In the tavern within the Extreme Dao Sect, an inner disciple of the Extreme Dao Sect spoke.

"I don't think this is crazy and has no strength, it's just luck. Beside him, another core disciple said disdainfully.

"It's not just luck, the second place Wu Meng and the third place Li Xing in the sixth group are both the best in the early stage of the Hidden Sutra, and they have the strength of the top ten, but they were easily defeated by Mo Qingyu, he does have some strength. The other core disciple said fairly, and seeing that the core disciple who disdained Mo Qingyu was speechless, he continued: "Don't forget, this Mo Qingyu is still a spirit master, so far, he has not used a spirit rune, and he only used the sword he is good at when fighting with Wu Meng, I think that if he uses all his strength, it will be enough to compete for the top five rankings." ”

Several disciples of the Extreme Dao Sect at the other table were also talking about the scene of today's competition, and one of the disciples said excitedly: "Have you seen it, Senior Brother Ji Ming, in the twenty battles, more than a dozen of them were the other party's initiative to admit defeat, and the few battles were also defeated by one punch, and Feng Wuxiang, who ranked second in the second group, was also a core disciple who had been famous for a long time, but he still couldn't block Senior Brother Ji Ming's three punches." ”

"Senior Brother Ji Ming is indeed powerful, his title is the King of Fudo Ming, in the competition, there is no opponent who can let him use the body of the King of Fudo Ming, I think, the first place in this total ratio is none other than Senior Brother Ji Ming, and the second place should be known as Senior Brother Sun Tao who shook the sea and Bitao, as for the third place, there are great variables, and there are many strong contenders. The other disciple nodded in agreement and expressed his opinion.

The other disciples of the Extreme Dao Sect in the tavern also heard this disciple's words, but none of them objected, they all nodded silently, indeed, Ji Ming's strength was overwhelming, and it was the undisputed first place in this competition.

Although the finals have not yet begun, they have a ranking in the hearts of many Extreme Dao Sect disciples.

After the fight, Mo Qingyu said goodbye to Ling Anzhi and a few others, and returned to his pavilion with Grange and Mo Qingrou, Mo Qingrou's skills were good, and he made a table of delicious dishes, and Grange took out a pot of wine from the space ring, and the two drank it.

Mo Qingrou doesn't like to drink, and after filling her stomach, she went to the cultivation ground to cultivate, and today's observation of the battle made her feel a lot, so that she couldn't wait to understand it.

And Mo Qingyu and Tianzhuang began to chat while drinking.

Because they have to participate in the finals tomorrow, the two of them will force most of the alcohol out of their bodies with Xuan Qi when they drink, and they are a little drunk, but it is not a crime.

During the conversation, Mo Qingyu learned that after leaving the Extreme Dao Sect, Grange left the Holy Domain, walked aimlessly, and came to the West Shakya Domain, where in the past six months, Grange has experienced a lot, although he only said a few words, but Mo Qingyu can also feel his difficulty.

But the result is good, there is a strong relic of the ancient era opened in the West Shakya Domain, and the Grange entered it, although he experienced a lot of hardships and dangers, but he also gained something, otherwise he would not have been able to have the cultivation of the middle stage of the Hidden Realm so quickly.

It was late at night, and the two of them were sleepy while chatting, so they didn't return to the room, and lay down at the wine table and fell asleep.

The next morning, when the two woke up, they found that the table with cups and plates had been cleaned up, and their bodies were covered with thin blankets.

After waking up the Grange and cleaning up briefly, the three of them headed to the challenge area.

When the three of them arrived at the challenge area, the sun had just risen, but there were not many vacant seats on the audience platform, Mo Qingrou had a vacant seat in the seventh circle, so he walked over, while Mo Qingyu and Grange came to the open space next to the challenge platform, waiting for the final to begin.

The sun hung high, the audience was already full, and the thirty disciples who had entered the finals also came to the open space next to the challenge platform.

As the Great Elder appeared on the main challenge platform, the audience immediately resounded with cheers and shouts, and the atmosphere of the scene was immediately ignited.

The Great Elder cleared his throat and said with the blessing of Xuan Qi: "The final is divided into two parts, the first part is the disorderly draw and competition, three rounds of competition, and the ten winners are determined according to the number of wins, and the second part is the ranking, the ten winners who win in the disorderly draw lot competition will fight one-on-one, and according to the victory, the final ranking will be determined. ”

"On the No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3 challenge platforms, the competition was going on at the same time. ”

The presiding deacon puts his hand in the box and begins the drawing.

"The first round, the first game. ”

"On the No. 1 challenge platform, the Grange has no phase against the wind. ”

"No. 2 challenge platform, Ji Ming vs. Ding Yingjie. ”

"On the No. 3 challenge platform, Gai won against Li Chengxu. ”

Under the reading of the deacon, the disciples whose names were read ascended to their respective challenge platforms.

Ding Yingjie's face was ugly when he stepped on the No. 2 challenge platform, although his strength was not weak, but compared with Ji Ming, it was a huge difference, he would definitely lose this battle, it was really unlucky.