In this hour, most of the people talk about the overlord archers who are alone in the rivers and lakes, and Elder Liu, who has inherited the prestige of the 'overlord', they will also be proud to have such a powerful figure in the sect.

"Old Liu, don't get angry with your juniors, Lu Ming is also for Lingwu Mountain." The deputy head Zhang Junze didn't care about face at all, and respectfully apologized to Elder Liu, one of the elders of the Four Pavilions of Lingwu Mountain, he could feel that Elder Liu's cultivation was far superior to his own, and he seemed to have found an opportunity to break through the realm of martial spirits.

Such a strong person would be respected by anyone. This is a continent where warriors are respected.

Elder Liu didn't look at him, and snorted coldly: "If you still have me in your eyes, don't take my words as a deaf ear." ”

Zhang Junze smiled awkwardly: "Don't dare, but Liu Lao, your evaluation of Mo Chen is obviously too high, I have seen thousands of geniuses, and the geniuses who have not grown up can only be talked about for a while." ”

As soon as the words fell, the first round of elimination in the dungeon had ended, and there were 1,600 disciples left from the original 3,200 disciples.

Among the 1,600 disciples, there is no innate fifth layer, and the lowest is also the innate sixth layer.

But the people who laughed at Mo Chen just now looked at him very cautiously, for fear of encountering Mo Chen in the second round, because Mo Chen at this moment is no longer a waste, but a supreme genius!

According to Elder Liu's words, that is, if you grow up, you may become a genius of your own disciples! 、

"But don't let me meet him......" one of the disciples swallowed violently.

"Wang Zhiping, he dares to kill, I want to admit defeat quickly when I meet him!" A disciple was frightened into a cold sweat and secretly made up his mind.

There are also people who scolded him for rubbish in front of Mo Chen below at the beginning, but now they have quietly hid to the end of the crowd and don't even participate in the elimination battle.

And after the hour was over, these 1,600 people sat in their seats to rest and adjust, and everyone looked at the elder who presided over this time with a serious face.

They know very well that the fierce competition between this sect has just begun.

The world where the strong are respected is so cruel.

"The second round, the first battle, Mo Chen vs. Meng Ran!" The elder's shout came, and everyone exclaimed again, and it was really a wave of unsettled waves.

Many people's hanging hearts have been put down, if they face Mo Chen, they really don't know how to face it, such a "waste" that they once kept talking about.

You can't even beat the waste, aren't you the waste?

"As soon as I finished facing Wang Zhiping, I fought against Meng Ran, who is also a congenital eighth layer, and now I have a good show!"

Hearing that the opponent was not him, many of the outer disciples began to talk again, and there were also many disciples who had been eliminated, secretly cursing in their hearts, they hoped that Mo Chen would lose soon.

I don't know why, the person who has been slandering himself for a long time suddenly rose...... There is no way to settle their minds.

They hoped that Mo Chen would be ruined again.

Sometimes people's hearts are like this, and many "friends" you haven't been in touch with for many years come to greet you, in fact, just to make sure if you are having a bad time.

They are happy to see that you are having a bad time.

And Meng Ran is an outer disciple who can definitely enter the top ten in this big competition, and he has been famous for many years. Although he was repelled by Shi Zheng's palm just now, it did not affect Meng Ran's arrogance at all.

He knew that it was just his own carelessness, and the gap between the seventh and eighth layers of the innate was still insurmountable.

And for Mo Chen, who was also on the eighth floor, he also felt very disdainful.

Because of his own cultivation, he has reached the eighth layer of innate - the time when the water is natural and is about to break through.

Shi Zheng's palm just now loosened the bottleneck he had been holding!

"Mo Chen, it's just a stepping stone."

Meng Ran clenched his fists fiercely.

"Even if Mo Chen is a genius, there must still be a gap between him and Senior Brother Meng, who is steady and steady in our outer door."

"Yes, this Mo Chen is really unlucky, just about to rise, he will be taught a lesson again." The disciple sighed with feigned regret.

"However, he has been on the mountain for a year, and he has already cultivated at the eighth level of innateness, so it must be a certainty that he will become a martial artist."

This sentence seems to have just heard the real regret!

Mo Chen didn't want to speak, in the entire Lingwu Mountain, in addition to Master, Master, Master, Jin Tao, at most one Elder Liu, except for these five people, Mo Chen didn't feel that other people had any "friendship" with him.

These faces are the "facts" of this martial arts world!

"Senior Brother Meng Ran's meniscus sword technique can be said to be the best in the Yellow Rank, and he has cultivated for several years, and he is even the Great Elder of the Armory Pavilion...... To be honest, I think he is the most hopeful to win the top spot this year! A disciple spared no effort to pat himself on the back, as if Meng Ran was his idol for many years.

And Meng Ran seemed to enjoy these praises very much, so he quietly put the knife in front of him, and did not have any desire to go on stage, his eyes were closed, and he was silent.

"Disciple Meng Ran, why don't you go on stage?"

Seeing Meng Ran's calm face, the presiding elder sat cross-legged and asked suspiciously.

Then the black-robed young man sitting on the chairman's throne stood up, a little excited. This Meng Ran is his half-brother, and all along, his brother has followed in his footsteps and followed closely.

Although he and his brother are not in the same sect, he has always regarded his brother as his competitor, and when he came to Lingwu Mountain today, he just wanted to have a happy battle with his brother to seek an opportunity to break through the martial arts.

That's right, he is already a person at the pinnacle of the Great Perfection of the Innate Realm.

"Many people have their own obsessions along the way to martial arts, and your obsession may be your brother. Once you defeat him, you will be the youngest martial artist in our Cangqing Sect. When the time comes, resources, fame and fortune, you name it. The black-robed old man said softly with a kind face.

Meng Xuan nodded obediently. In fact, he is just 16 years old this year.

He is a genius at the level of Wang Yu.

is also a younger brother, but he does not have Wang Yu's contempt for Wang Zhiping, but regards his brother as his closest and most challenging opponent.

And the reason why he stood up......

It was Meng Ran who sat down cross-legged at the moment, holding the scimitar with both hands, and the internal breath in his body was erratic.

The inquiring elder immediately understood that this was ...... It's a sign that you're about to break through!

"Close your eyes and meditate on God." Meng Ran felt the general trend between heaven and earth, and he wanted to break through the innate ninth layer in front of these 100,000 people!

Everyone also exclaimed, Meng Ran was about to break through the innate ninth layer!

Only Mo Chen looked at this scene very disappreciatively and yawned slowly.