Seeing that this Wu Mo was so easy to divide, Zhang Heng sneered in his heart, this distribution method seems to be fair, but in fact, it is not like this.

However, Zhang Heng didn't say anything, this rule is set by others, he only needs to be responsible for playing, and then, Zhang Heng used the power of his divine sense to probe his identity card a little, and then the corner of his mouth showed a strange amplitude, because he found that his opponent was ......

In fact, Wu Mo didn't deliberately block it, so many disciples with high cultivation could use their divine sense to sense who their opponent was, but none of them did that, for them, it was the same against whoever they were opposed.

Next, Wu Mo began to openly fight against the two sides one by one.

"No. 1 is against the platform, No. 79 Wuchengkong, against No. 102 Wuguike. ”

After saying it without any emotion, Wu Mo stretched out his hand and waved, and then, the two identity cards in front of him that were leaning together moved, and flew directly to the so-called No. 1 competition platform.

Under the gaze of everyone, the two people corresponding to the two identity cards set off and walked straight to the competition platform.

At this moment, the expressions of the two of them were completely different.

Wu Guike has the strength of the ninth order of returning to the ruins, so his face is full of indifference, and there is a little luck, if he is against the person who is also the ninth order of the return to the ruins, then he will naturally have to fight hard, maybe he will have to lose, but against this Wu Chengkong of the seventh order of the return to the ruins, then he will win, and there is no pressure at all.

On the contrary, Wu Chengkong's face was gloomy at the moment, he didn't expect that he would be so unlucky, his strength was only the seventh order of the return to the ruins, and he was also the worst batch of the seventh order of the return to the ruins Originally, if he was lucky, he would be able to mix the rankings in this big competition, but he didn't expect that he would meet a genius of the ninth order of the return to the ruins in the first round, isn't he cool?

Although he felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart, at this time, countless elders and patriarchs were watching from the field, and he naturally didn't dare to show anything, even if he didn't want to, he still walked on the fighting platform.

I saw that both of them were standing on the top of the fighting platform.

Na Wu Mo then spoke.

"No. 2 Doutai, No. 19 Wuchen, against No. 96 Wujing. ”

After speaking, Wu Mo waved his hand again and sent the corresponding two identity cards to the No. 2 competition platform.

Wuchen heard his number, and he was still a little expectant, after all, he prayed that if he ran into Ugui's stinky boy in the first round, he could teach him a lesson early, in order to teach Ugui a good lesson in this big competition, he begged his grandfather for a long time, and then he got the secret weapon.

Hearing that his opponent was not Ugui, Ujo was a little discouraged, but he didn't feel anything.

It doesn't matter if it's not, the Uguina stinky boy still has some strength, so he shouldn't be eliminated in the first few rounds, as long as he doesn't lose, then, he will always meet.

Moreover, although that Wujing is not very good-looking, she is still more or less beautiful, and she can compete with her, and you can play while fighting.

On the other side, after the female cultivator named Wujing heard that her opponent was Chen, her little face was instantly full of bitterness, she didn't have much strength, and she didn't expect to be able to enter the top fifty and thirty, but she didn't expect that she would be eliminated in the first round.

However, she didn't say anything, followed Wu Chen's steps, and walked towards the No. 2 competition platform.

After picking it up, Wu Mo began to read those identity cards one by one, and distributed them to the disciples who participated in the competition.

The disciples in the audience heard their names, but their faces were full of all kinds of expressions, some of them felt fortunate to have encountered an opponent who was not too strong, some felt that their strength was too different from their opponents and were disappointed, and some of them met an opponent of equal strength, so they were extremely heavy.

In short, although they had all kinds of emotions, they all grew up in the arena in the end, after all, on the high platform, there were still several elders and patriarchs here, and they didn't dare to cause more trouble.

Even if those tribulation powers are not there, this Wu Mo alone can teach them all.

Seeing the expressions of these little brothers, Zhang Heng sneered in his heart, these little brothers are still too young and have not been beaten by society, and when they have experienced more, they will not write their emotions on their faces.

Moreover, this distribution method seems to be extremely fair, in fact, it is distributed by Wu Mo with aura, then, this distribution process is completely controlled by him, that is to say, it is possible that the specific who is against whom may not be determined, but the general direction has been determined.

For example, the two super geniuses of the Tianyuan Realm, as well as the nine geniuses of the ninth order of the Returning Ruins Realm, they did not touch each other, and this should be controlled by Wu Mo.

And that Wu Mo naturally doesn't have so much power, so all of this should be set within the Wu people.

In other words, they had long expected who these disciples would face and what kind of expressions they would show.

So, these little brothers are still too young.

Zhang Heng took a look at the location of his identity card, and then estimated the number of competition platforms in the entire arena, and sighed lightly in his heart, it seems that this first competition is afraid that it will not be his turn.

However, Zhang Heng is not in a hurry at all, what should come will always come, and some people can't escape.

Sure enough, after reciting the identity of the thirty-two disciples of the fight, this Wu Mo stopped.

Because, there are only 32 open arenas in the arena.

And there were more than 130 disciples participating in the family competition, divided into sixty or seventy pairs, so this first competition could not be held at one time.

In fact, it doesn't take much material and resources to build a competition platform at this level, and at the level of the Wu people, it is not a big problem to build thousands or even tens of thousands, but they didn't do that.

Thirty-two tables are sufficient.

Divide these disciples into two groups to compete, so that those who are standing on the field can take this opportunity to watch the battle of those people on the field, so that they can understand the difference between their own strength and those of their own race, and therefore, they will definitely be able to improve their performance in the competition.

As for some people who say that this way is unfair to those who are good at fighting from the beginning.

Excuse me......

Luck is also part of strength.

Such rules are indeed the best for Zhang Heng, at this moment, Zhang Heng is standing on the field, his eyes are constantly changing on those fighting platforms, and he is silently writing down all the details of the battle in his heart.

After all, he is a foreigner, no matter how similar he imitates, in essence, he is not Ugui at all, so he can't really fight with these Ugu children who grew up in Ugu.

Watching these people fight more is extremely useful to Zhang Heng.

At this moment, the thirty-two battles on the competition platform were going on at the same time, and the sixty-four disciples were using all kinds of means to show themselves to the fullest.

The people in the audience were hooked.

Zhang Heng had to admit that the disciples of the Wu clan were indeed very good and their strength was still very strong, although their combat experience was somewhat lacking, but this did not affect their combat effectiveness at all.

Zhang Heng guessed that it was very likely that it was because the Wu people didn't care about the world, they didn't need to care about the deceit and many mundane things in the secular world, and because of this, these Wu disciples would have more time to cultivate.

After taking a look, Zhang Heng found that among all the young disciples of the Wu clan, there were very few people who went directly with their fists.

In other words, the Wu people do not practice the same thing.

Most of them use the sigils of sorcery or directly attack with weapons.

In fact, witchcraft is also a kind of martial arts, and Zhang Heng thought there was something special about it before.

......

As the competition progressed, gradually, some disciples couldn't hold on.

Originally, there were a few people on the stage who were very different in strength from the two on the platform, and it was possible that those strong disciples couldn't bear to hurt the friendship of their fellow disciples, so they deliberately showed mercy to their subordinates.

At this time, on the second field, after being hit by Wuchen, that Wujing retreated to the same place, and then she got up and said calmly: "Thank you Brother Wuchen for your mercy, I lost." ”

She could feel that Wuchen might have taken care of her face, so she tolerated more, although this Wuchen was very lustful, and when she was fighting on the field, she ate her tofu a few times, but Wuchen didn't immediately knock her down, so she was still a little grateful in her heart.

As soon as Wu Jing said this, Wu Chen was also stunned, he hadn't played enough, why did this chick run away?

However, everyone admits defeat. He couldn't hold on to others anymore, so he casually returned the salute.

Then the two of them stepped down.

When the second table is over, it means that there is a free table, that is, it is ready for the next battle.

At this moment, Zhang Heng sneered in his heart, because one of the next pair of identity cards was him.