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The appearance of the four sons of Momen made Xu Caier, who has always been laughing and playing, Qin Wuyang, who was indifferent, and the iron hammer with a fighting spirit.... The expressions of all the strong people participating in the competition became extremely solemn, and even their faces showed undisguised jealousy.

"They... Can they really fight against the powerhouses of the Grandmaster Realm? Yun Zong looked at the four people who were walking towards the main hall with extraordinary bearing, and asked in a trembling voice.

"I feel a great crisis in them! He should have been infinitely close to the Grandmaster Realm. Tian Ze said with certainty, and he really felt the aura of the Grandmaster's powerhouse in the four of them.

South Korea's Nancheng Xinyuan, the Eight Swords Sect, and the black and white Xuanjian are the powerhouses of the Grandmaster Realm.

And in the body of the four sons of Momen, he can also clearly feel the strong crisis, which proves that they all have the power to not lose to the grandmaster.

"Now that the four sons of Momen are here, let's start the final challenge!" The old man, who had always been indifferent, nodded to Yan Dan and the others, and said to everyone in the audience.

"Let me reiterate the rules of the challenge! Those who have won three consecutive victories in the preliminary round just now can challenge any of the top 15 strong players who have won all of them, and the victory will qualify for the finals!

Once the Three-Win Winning Challenge is complete, the remaining fifteen will qualify for the Heavenly Tower! Remember, the point is there! The old man stood on the Ling Tian battle platform and said solemnly to the audience, his indifferent voice echoing in the hall for a long time.

The fifteen people who can stand out among the tens of millions of Mozi, they are all the pride of the heavens, even the elders of the Mo family can't bear to destroy, those who are expected to become peerless powerhouses.

"I'm sure everyone knows the rules! Next, please write the object you want to challenge on the sign, and the winner with the largest number of challenges will come to the stage to accept the challenge. The old man said to those who had won three in a row and failed.

"Hold up the name of the challenge!" Half an hour later, the old man's voice came again.

In an instant, dozens of people in the audience raised signs, all of them held up the sign of the word 'Yunzong', and the scene in the hall was very spectacular.

Tian Ze was slightly stunned, these guys are treating themselves as soft persimmons! They are all scrambling to challenge, and it seems that the fist last time was not hard enough.

"Yan Dan challenger zero, Gao gradually away from the challenger zero, Jing Ke challenge zero, public loss challenger zero, Qin Wuyang challenge zero... Fifty-eight challengers of the Cloud Sect! Please challenge the challenger Yunzong to the stage! The old man looked at the sign below, and was also slightly stunned, paused and announced in a deep voice.

"Next, please ask the fifty-eight challengers to draw lots to decide who will play!" The old man pointed to the bamboo sticks that had been prepared under the stage and said to the fifty-eight people holding the signs.

"Hey, hey... Ha ha! I got it! I really got it! Yun Zong... Ha ha... The Cloud Sect is mine! The Cloud Sect is mine..."

Not long after, a tall and thin young man drew the Yunzong battle sign, and his whole person was a little out of control, as if he had drawn a stunning beauty, and he waved the battle card excitedly to the surrounding crowd, shouting ecstatically.

"I'm so lucky!"

"Alas... Who's to say it isn't! The top fifteen are the most water in the Yun Sect..."

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As the challenged, Tian Ze stood on the Ling Tian Battle Platform early and waited, he stood with his hands in his hands, ignoring the boiling scene below.

"Everyone, be quiet! The challenger has been chosen. Now invite our challenger Chen Qingyuan to the stage! Seeing Chen Qingyuan coming over with the battle letter, the old man announced the final lottery result.

At the beginning of the challenge, the masters in the hall who closed their eyes and recuperated also opened their eyes, cheered up one after another, and set their eyes on the Ling Tian Battle Platform again.

For Tianze, the big dark horse, everyone is not optimistic about his rude and brutal fighting style, but this decisive battle has also attracted the attention of many people.

Of course... The so-called attention is just the idea that they are holding to watch a good show, or Wei Mo's jokes.

Chen Qingyuan was holding the Qingfeng long sword, his white clothes fluttered without wind, and he flew up to the Lingtian battle platform like a light hong, his body style was strange, and he was definitely the best among the younger generation of the Mo family in terms of body style.

The master of three consecutive victories is already the top powerhouse in the ninth order of the heavenly level, Chen Qingyuan played against the thief Tuoyin and lost him half a move, this time his strength has recovered to the peak, and he has learned the lesson of the last time, he is in the best state at this time!

Seeing Chen Qingyuan flying onto the Lingtian Battle Platform, Tian Ze, who was standing with his hands in his hands, slowly turned his head, and the two were several feet apart, opposing each other.

Chen Qingyuan smiled slightly, pulled out the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, and sneered: "It's a joke for Wei Mo to let you out!" A man's fist can also be very powerful... Hey... Ha ha... I really laughed at it! ”

The Qingfeng Sword in Chen Qingyuan's hand, with the blessing of his energy, was like a living blood-sucking viper, constantly writhing, as if it couldn't bear to go up and suck up Tianze's blood.

"Yun Zong... Show off your weapons! Seeing that Tianze ignored himself, and was indifferent in the face of the threat of his Qingfeng Sword, Chen Qingyuan said coldly.

"Alas! It's just a competition... Why did everyone I fought with force me to show my weapons? Tian Ze clenched his fists again and shook his head helplessly.

When everyone in the hall saw Tian Ze's action, their eyes widened, he was going to fight Chen Qingyuan with his bare hands, and everyone was stunned for a while.

"Oh my God! Is this Cloud Sect crazy? Is Chen Qingyuan comparable to that kind of goods? He is the top powerhouse in the ninth order of the Mo family's heaven level, and he is many times stronger than Zhi Xian! ”

"Hey, hey... Ha ha... I suddenly believed Yun Zong's words! ”

"A man's fist can actually be very powerful... Haha..."

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Everyone in the hall looked at Tianze on the battle platform in disbelief, some mocked, some laughed and scolded, and some waited to watch the play, and suddenly there were discussions.

"Yun Zong, you... Don't underestimate the enemy! Chen Qingyuan's Qingfeng swordsmanship is unpredictable... You have to be careful..."Just when everyone was talking, a heart-warming soft cheer echoed in the main hall, only to see Duanmu Rong stand up, she looked at Tianze with a flushed face, and reminded worriedly.

Tian Ze nodded at Duanmu Rong under the stage, and was slightly moved in his heart, the women of this era are much more conservative than later generations, and it takes a lot of courage for her to stand up and care for herself in front of thousands of people in the hall.

Seeing that Tianze had heard his own reminder, Duanmu Rong's cheeks were like red apples, and she sat back in her place in a little panic, lowering her head shyly, not daring to look at the eyes full of surprise around her.

"Sister Rong'er, you... You won't really fall in love with Brother Yunzong, will you? Xu Cai'er was also stunned by Duanmu Rong's shout, she looked at her best friend for a long time, and asked in a low voice.

Duanmu Rong, who blushed with shame, still didn't dare to raise her head, but just shook her head vigorously, indicating that it was not what you thought... We are pure drops......