In the outer gate square, countless outer disciples were completely boiling because of the shocking paragraph. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Whether it was the disciples of the Heavenly Alliance or the other disciples, they were all excited.

Duan Jingtian is the object of worship of all disciples.

Duan is shocking, and it is a mountain that all the disciples look up to.

Duan was the target of all the disciples to catch up.

"Senior Brother Duan!"

"Senior Brother Duan!!"

“......”

The noise shook the sky, the cries continued, and many disciples blushed and looked excited.

Duan Shocking's popularity on Fengling Island has reached the point of terror.

Even on the viewing platform, some of the elders were shocked.

Duan is shocking, and he deserves to be the leader of the younger generation of Fengling Island.

Su Mo stood quietly in place, seeing this situation, he couldn't help frowning.

Duan shocked to come here to watch the finals, which was not good for him.

After a while, Su Mo gradually stretched his brows again.

On the battle platform, he fought a fair battle with the disciples of the Heavenly Alliance, even if it was Duan Heaven-shattering, there was nothing to say!

Duan Jingtian stood in the pavilion in the distance, his face was extremely flat, and he did not change in the slightest because of the cheers of countless disciples.

As if all this was meant to be.

Everywhere he goes, all eyes are on him.

Time passes slowly.

After a moment of incense, the Great Elder stood up from the spectator seat.

"Silence!"

The Great Elder snorted softly, and after the audience quieted down, he slowly spoke.

"The finals are divided into points competition and ranking competition, and the points competition is held at the same time on five platforms, and the two people with the highest points in each group enter the top ten. ”

"The ranking competition will rank the top ten disciples of the outer sect. ”

"Now start the points competition, 20 people in each group, a total of 19 rounds, 10 battles in each round, one point for winning, no points for a draw, and one point for losing one. ”

"Now, a hundred disciples, start drawing lots and grouping them. ”

After the Great Elder finished speaking, all the disciples stepped forward to draw lots.

Su Mo was a little surprised, but he didn't expect the final to be fought in groups.

This saves time, but it's not entirely fair.

Because, if several of the top ten disciples of the outer sect are divided into a group, someone will definitely be eliminated in advance.

If you are on the same platform, 99 rounds of competition, 50 battles per round, that is the fairest way to play.

However, in that case, it will take at least a few days to finish the game.

However, it is clear that Su Mo is too worried.

This was something that the elders had already considered.

The top ten disciples of the outer sect were drawn separately and were scattered in five groups, with two people in each group.

Su Mo drew the second group.

This time there was no numbering of the points race, and each person had to fight separately from the other nineteen.

After drawing lots, Su Mo walked to the second stage and waited quietly.

At this time, He Yangjun also walked towards the second group of battle platforms, and when he saw Su Mo, his face was immediately covered with a playful smile.

"Hehe! Su Mo, we're in the same group! I can't wait!"

He Yangjun was overjoyed, and being in the same group meant that he would be in the same group as Su Mo.

Once he is on the line, then he is not finished abusing Su Mo!

Along with He Yangjun, there were also two young men, both of whom were at the peak of the sixfold cultivation of the Spirit Martial Realm.

These two are also disciples of the Heavenly Alliance, and they are in the second group.

"Senior Brother He, deal with him, why bother you to make a move!"

One of the purple-robed young men smiled gloomily and said, "Su Mo, do you like the battle of life and death very much!

A wisp of murderous intent flashed in the purple-robed young man's eyes, and he was not afraid that Su Mo would not agree.

He knew that this Su Mo was bold and arrogant, and he would definitely fight.

"Su Mo, do you dare to fight? If you don't dare, then you still say quit the game!"

Another young man in black also sneered.

When Su Mo heard this, he glanced at a few people lightly, and said indifferently: "As you wish!"

Su Mo agreed very simply, even if the other party didn't ask for it, he would have this request.

Seeing Su Mo agree, several people's faces were suddenly full of smiles.

Even if Su Mo didn't agree, they wouldn't leave their hands on the battlefield.

Yes, of course, it's even better.

Once everyone is in groups, the game is about to begin.

In the second group where Su Mo belonged, there was not only He Yangjun, the top ten disciples of the outer gate, but also another top ten disciple of the outer gate.

This person is Fei Mad, and the top ten disciples of the outer sect are ranked fifth.

Seeing this person, Su Mo couldn't help but think of the Burning Sun Sect disciple Shi Long he met when he was in Guanwu City.

This person is about the same size as Shi Long, two meters tall, with a rough face, tall and mighty, with muscles coiled all over his body, and his momentum is compelling.

Refining the strong!

Su Mo didn't have to think about it to know that this person must be a master of body refining.

"Haha! There are no masters in this second group!"

Fei Yan came to the second group of battle platforms, glanced at Su Mo and the others, grinned, and laughed.

"Hmph, don't be too complacent!"

He Yangjun saw Fei Crazy's arrogant posture, and immediately snorted coldly.

Fei Mad said that there were no masters in the second group, obviously not taking him seriously.

"What's the matter? He Yangjun, are you not convinced?"

Fei Mad had a contemptuous look on his face, and said, "This second group, you can play with me, and I'll see if you have grown later!"

"Hmph!

He Yangjun said coldly.

However, in the face of Fei Madness, who ranked fifth in the outer gate, He Yangjun obviously lacked confidence.

He Yangjun knew that Fei was crazy, an ordinary Spirit Martial Realm sevenfold martial artist, the other party could tear it in a few moves.

In the face of this kind of master, He Yangjun has no confidence at all.

However, He Yangjun is not worried, even if he loses to Fei Mad, he can still enter the top ten of the outer gate.

Because there are two people in each group who can enter the top ten, this second group, except for Fei Fei, who is his opponent!

In this grouping, the distribution of the top ten disciples of the outer sect is as follows.

Group 1: Lu Shaoyun, Duan Bingye.

Group 2: Fei Mad, He Yangjun.

Group 3: Yi Xiaoguang, Li Jiandong.

Group 4: Nangong Linjue, Mei Ling.

Group 5: Ling Muchen, Gu Zhan.

"Now, the competition begins!"

After the grouping, the deacon announced loudly.

"The first group, Zhang Zhengqing vs. Lu Shaoyun. “

"The second group, He Yangjun vs. Wang Yu.

"Third Group ......"

“......”

As the deacon's words fell, each group of disciples whose names were called came to the stage one after another.

The whole square fell silent.

Everyone is watching the battle on the field attentively, there is no weak person in the final, and the strong and strong duel are interesting.

On the first group of battle platforms, Lu Shaoyun deserved to be the sixth-ranked master of the outer gate.

After only five moves, he easily defeated his opponent.

On the second group of battle platforms, He Yangjun was even more domineering, slashing the opponent with three knives and vomiting blood and retreating, and then the opponent fled off the platform.

Compared to the battles of the first two groups, the other three groups are much slower.

In the first battle of the other three groups, there were no top ten disciples from the outer gate on the field, and there was not much difference in the strength of the double fight, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner in a short time.

"The first group, Duan Bingye vs. Yu Kun!"

"The second group, Su Mo vs. Kang Liang. ”

Hearing the deacon's words, Su Mo smiled slightly, swept his figure, and stepped onto the battle platform.

Su Mo's opponent also stepped on the stage almost at the same time as him.

"Huh?"

When Su Mo saw his opponent in the first battle, he was a little surprised.

This person was none other than one of the two Heavenly Alliance disciples, the purple-robed youth.