These more than 3,000 people can be said to be the leaders of the outer gate, and the lowest cultivation must also have five layers of innate cultivation.

Except for Mo Chen, this "congenital fourth-layer" guy, most of the other people who passed the test in the dark have found their own backers, or formed a small group, for example, this No. 25 Tutai, there are actually hundreds of mid-congenital alliances.

No matter which late-stage innate person attacks this alliance, they will work together to defend against the enemy, and first squeeze this attacker out of the field at any cost. For a while, there were fewer and fewer people attacking them, and in the end, forty or fifty innate fifth- and sixth-level disciples were promoted.

This kind of way of huddling together for warmth will be there in every sect small competition, and the effect is generally more significant, generally the higher the cultivation level, the more lonely people are, but even in the late congenital stage, they can't deal with dozens of mid-congenital stage at the same time.

Therefore, in the first round of "100 people killed", a total of 3,200 people were promoted, of which 2,400 were congenital six layers and above.

"What? actually let that Mo Chen pass the first round? ”

"I will endure the congenital fifth layer, I have not advanced to the sixth congenital layer, so let him advance to the fourth layer of the congenital layer?"

"Is there any mistake, Shi Zheng, who has the potential of the inner door, actually protects him? also put Meng Ran, who can rank in the top ten of the outer door, almost out of bounds......"

What's even more outrageous is that he has actually comprehended the big clumsy hand! Isn't that the martial arts skills of the inner disciples difficult to have Xiaocheng......"

For a while, after the end of the first round of small competitions, people talked a lot, and the one who was on the cusp was Shi Zheng, who used a "big clumsy hand", and some people even began to call him "the first day of the outer door".

"The big clumsy hand of the top grade of the Yellow Order, although it destroys the peerless, but the disadvantage is that the posture is too long, and it is difficult to have power for people who are not outstanding, and the third in Lingwu Mountain is just like that."

The man in black behind Zhang Junze made an old voice, which was completely different from the other man in black.

"Two VIPs, that's a joke. The big clumsy hand has always been 'surplus strength is clumsy', you have to really talk about the posture, I believe you have also learned the 'overlord open the bow', destroy the martial arts, the entire Great Song Kingdom has no sect that can dictate Lingwu Mountain. ”

The deputy head did not back down, but just glanced at the old man behind him with cold eyes.

"Master Zhang laughed, I'm just a small elder, just expressing my vulgar personal opinion." The black-robed old man hurriedly smiled, but then the conversation changed: "Even if the overlord opens the archer to destroy the Wushuang, there will be no more 'overlords' in your Lingwu Mountain, and you have been lonely for hundreds of years, and you are not upper-class in the Great Song Kingdom even earlier." ”

"You!" What Zhang Junze values most in his life is the majesty of the sect, and now this black-robed old man has something to say, even if he is a guest, he is too presumptuous.

The black-robed old man waved his hand, not caring at all: "It's better to be in the audience, and our Cangqingmen is also here to help the fun, which can be regarded as an episode." ”

"Don't be too arrogant, you know, this is in Lingwu Mountain!"

As soon as these words came out, the scene was quiet for a long time, and many people in the audience couldn't hear the conversation above, but they could vaguely see that the two black-clothed people who were originally sitting on the seats slowly got up.

"No matter where you are...... In addition to the grand scale, there is really nothing to look at in your sect, and the innate five or six layers can be ranked, and it is at most a miscellaneous servant in our Cangqing Sect. ”

"I came here today just to learn about your 'personal heritage' of Lingwu Mountain!" The young man beside the old man spoke, and he could hear the arrogant and domineering attitude.

"Presumptuous!" Zhang Junze shouted, and suddenly the cultivation of the late stage of the martial spirit swept the audience, and the entire vast hall could feel this terrifying aura.

The black-robed old man was also full of aura, but compared to Zhang Junze, he had already fallen behind.

"Master Zhang's cultivation has progressed so fast......" The old man in the black robe was a little incredulous, "But today's matter is the matter of juniors!" We old guys had better not interfere. ”

"Lingwu Mountain's small day is a grand event, if you provoke like this again, don't blame me for being reckless!"

Zhang Junze's domineering spirit made countless disciples in the audience applaud again and again, this is their idol, the powerhouse of the martial spirit realm, and the deputy head of their Lingwu Mountain.

Even the disciples didn't know what was going on.

"Okay, Xuan'er, you sit down and take them to the end."

Seeing that the black-robed two were soft and sat down again, Zhang Junze snorted coldly. He took a deep breath, if he had used his original talent, he would have been surpassed by a small elder of this Cangqing Sect.

Therefore, he has to become stronger at all costs and protect his "Lingwu Mountain".

The people of the sect don't know the reason, and since it's over, they continue this annual event. Mo Chen soon became the target of public criticism, thinking that today's day when there were guests watching the battle was because of a warrior like him!

"Ladies and gentlemen, three thousand two hundred have been decided! Next is the second round of the sect competition! ”

"This battle, as usual, adopts a one-on-one combat system, the whole field is played at the same time, and the battle is jointly supervised by forty elders, no cheating, no cheating, one side admits defeat or loses the ability to fight, it is regarded as a defeat!"

"Three thousand two hundred, five battles, to determine the last hundred people to enter the third round of the ring battle!"

As the elder read out the rules, everyone was familiar with them, but it was still inevitable that the blood was boiling, and they shouted in unison, echoing in the underground palace like a lava eruption, deafening.

It was as if it was shouted to the two uninvited guests.

The old man in the black robe didn't expect to be deflated, his face was not very good-looking, and he could only pin his hopes on his genius apprentice.

"The second round, the elimination battle, has officially begun! Admission by number, all at the same time! Zhang Junze announced the start of the game, and the crowd still began to run in an orderly manner, receiving their own numbers.

Mo Chen looked at his "No. 1" label and smiled bitterly.

Among the 3,200 people, he was the first.

Is this really a coincidence?

He silently walked up to the middle court, and the former "fifty" players next to him looked at him with some surprise, he was actually the first?

However, every time they are a hundred people fighting at the same time, such a person from the fourth layer of a martial artist should go up and admit defeat, maybe he should have been lying at home a long time ago, why bother to come out with this foreign appearance?

"Damn, Mo Chen really has a face, and he is still the number one in the middle."

"Oh my God, let me be his opponent, okay! Which lucky one is the number one! ”

In their eyes, drawing the No. 1 is equivalent to the first round of byes, and Mo Chen is like a free gift, helping people enter the third round.

And Mo Chen just smiled, his expression was very indifferent now, he no longer cared about other people's opinions.

"No. 1, Wang Zhiping!"