At the end of the break, the red list competition entered the second round as scheduled. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a one-on-one elimination of 6,000 seeded players in the first round, there are now 3,000 seeded players left.

The second round is divided into two matches, and the 3,000 seeded players must have one win to actually make the red list.

The first game is a random selection, and the second game is a challenge for a 3,000-seeded player to choose a strong red list.

For Qin Mo and the other three thousand seeds, there are only two chances, and if they lose, they will be eliminated.

Qin Mo went to visit Momomu after the morning practice, and the two chatted for a few words, and it could be seen that he had not been able to come out yet.

By the time Qin Mo came to the first fighting arena, the scene was already crowded, with more than 100,000 spectators and warriors gathered together.

"Do you think there will be changes in the top 10 of the red list this time?"

"It's difficult, it's too difficult to get to the top ten on the red list!"

A group of people were talking about the competition, and for now, there were no particularly strong players, and there were some of the most vocal players in each region.

The top ten on the red list are the strongest among billions of "mortals".

Even the two brothers, Zhuang Feichen and Zhuang Feiyang, who are known as the "lucky sons", are also ranked fourth and fifth, and they did not miss the top three at all.

Speaking of the top few on the red list, if Zhuang Feichen and Zhuang Feiyang and others are the protagonists of this era, then the top three on the red list are the protagonists of this century, and they will no longer reduce their own light because of changes in time and space.

The top three on the red list are like transcending time and space, giving people the impression that they are invincible and strong in their lives, and the gods cannot shake their existence.

Before the start of the match, three huge real projections were suspended in the sky above the first arena, and they were the top three on the red list.

"Turn your back to all beings" Mu Tianzi.

"One-armed Rulai" Gu'an.

"Master of Yaochi" Ren Huaidie.

Qin Mo looked up at the three projections in the sky, Mu Tianzi was dressed in a black suit and sunglasses, and he couldn't see his true face clearly, he could only see that his skin was very white and glazed.

"One-armed Rulai" Gu An has only one left arm, the sleeve of his right arm is empty, he has inch hair, his eyes are peaceful, revealing an "empty" Zen.

"Master Yaochi" has a cold temperament, although her appearance is not as perfect as Yan Feifei and An Hongdou, she is almost the same as Feng Qing and others, a rare beauty.

However, her temperament is too cold, and her eyes are like gods, not like human eyes at all.

These three have been on the red list for more than ten years, even if Shiziyu hit the red list back then, it was only the fourth place and missed the top three.

The second round is a total of two matches of 6,000 fights, and if nothing else, it will be over in two days.

This time, the opponent was randomly selected on the spot, and Qin Mo had to wait patiently.

The four divisions of the first arena are fierce, and this is the real battle for the leaderboard.

The game went on quickly, with most of the battles ending in less than ten minutes, with only a few delayed battles.

A few hours later, the battles were over, and 80 or 90 percent of the losers were seeded, and very few made it to the list.

However, the first game was randomly selected by the light brain, and there was a chance to take the initiative to challenge.

A battle is over, and the light brain begins to choose randomly.

"Ding! Han Wuyi vs Qin Wudao! ”

In the void, two projections appeared, a clever and handsome young man holding apples and pears in both hands, with a large number of fruit pictures behind him.

At the end of Qin, a long sword was inserted in his waist, like the end of the southern sword immortal soaring through the clouds and mist, traveling the mountains and rivers.

"The thirteenth place on the red list, 'Fruit Bomberman' Han Wuyi!"

Many viewers at the scene looked up at the young man, and their expressions were so wonderful and wonderful.

"Qin Wudao is finished! Hahaha...... "Many people who had a grudge against Qin Mo laughed happily when they saw this scene.

Qin Mo also felt a little bad, and the second brain Taiyi also sent out the information about this "Han Wuyi" for the first time.

After a few breaths, the two arrived in the fighting ring.

Han Wuyi looked very young, only sixteen or seventeen years old, three or four years younger than Qin Mo, but he actually broke into the thirteenth place on the red list.

Those who can enter the top 100 are well-rounded, regardless of offense and defense, otherwise they will not break into such a far.

"Sword God Qin Wudao?" Han Wuyi carried a large basket with various fruits and vegetables.

In the Beginningless Realm, the "second brain" Taiyi simulated the battle between the deity and Han Wuyi, and the final result was that Qin Mo's victory rate was only five to ten percent.

Qin Mo looked at this demonic young man, "Your ability is very peculiar, although my victory rate is not high, but I still have to try." ”

Han Wuyi smiled very shy when he heard Qin Mo praise him.

Sudden Sudden Rush!

In the blink of an eye, Han Wuyi opened his mouth and spat out a series of "bullets".

"Winter date bullets, which can shoot enemies from a long distance!" The commentators of the virtual network watched the game intently.

Qin Mo had no choice but to use his body to dodge.

As soon as the two fought, Qin Mo tried to get close to each other, his "wind rises and flies" and "rides the wind and waves" can't attack from a distance, he must get close to the opponent and suddenly break out.

Han Wuyi watched Qin Wudao move quickly, using his unpredictable body to approach him.

While the two were fighting, Han Wuyi bit a handful of peanuts and kept them around.

In the curious gaze of the audience, the peanut that Han Wuyi bit turned into a peculiar seed, like an enlarged peanut, flashing a little red.

"Peanut mines! You can hide underground and deal a fatal blow to your opponent. ”

The "peanut mine" fell to the ground, sank into the earth strangely, and disappeared.

Han Wuyi did not indiscriminately place "peanut mines", but had his own "formation".

Qin Mo frowned slightly, according to the information from the second brain, the power of the "Peanut Mine" was not small, enough to cause him serious damage.

"It's still a hair, there's no way to get over it." Xu Mingcheng and Tao Fei, who were sitting in the living room, watched the live broadcast of the game and began to complain.

Tao Fei: "Yes, but senior brother should have a way." ”

Qin Mo picked up a clod of soil with a sword and shot at the "peanut mine" that the opponent had just buried.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, and the one-meter dirt in place was blown up, and the power was very great.

Then, as long as Han Wuyi planted a "peanut mine", it would be destroyed by Qin Mo.

Han Wuyi looked at Qin Mo's actions instead of being angry and laughing, and simply gave up the long-range attack.

"It's kind of interesting."

Saying that, the mud under Han Wuyi's feet exploded and flew in.

Bang Bang Bang!

The two of them exchanged a palm, a fist, and a leg like lightning and quickly separated, and just as Qin Mo was changing his strength and accumulating strength, Han Wuyi grabbed a handful of red peppers and chewed them.

Call!

"Chili Flame!" The host roared in surprise.

A bright red fire snake three or four meters long flew towards the end of Qin.

At this critical moment, Qin Mo inhaled in his abdomen, and his lungs bulged.

"Roar!"

For a time, all the beasts roared in unison, the dragon roared and the tiger roared, and the cow moo and frog roared...... Spread throughout the fighting arena.

"It's ...... Lion's roar? Many viewers saw that this was obviously a lion's roar, but it was different.

The battle between the two was fierce, and the audience and the host suppressed the doubts in their hearts and watched it first.

This is the "lion's roar" mixed with the "wind and clouds" at the end of Qin.

There was a long roar, and the wind rose on the ground, rolling up the sand and gravel on the ground and colliding with the oncoming fire snake.

Because Qin Mo temporarily changed his strength, he was still suppressed by the other party.

At the same time that Qin Mo blocked the fire snake, Han Wuyi threw the two "persimmon bullets" at Qin Mo's feet while the fire snake was killed.

Qin Mo blocked the other party's "chili fire" and found that he couldn't move.

"Damn it!"

"Persimmon Bullets" are bondage bullets that stick to enemies.

Han Wuyi watched Qin Wudao being bound, swallowed two peaches and turned them into "peach grenades" in his hand, and said with a smile: "Goodbye, dear Sword God!" ”

Two "peach grenades" were thrown.

"Break it for me!"

Qin Mo stared at the flying grenade, his legs were vigorous, with a snort, his shoes and pants were torn, and at the moment when he just jumped up and escaped, two "peach grenades" also fell at his feet.

Rumble! Rumble!

The dust flooded Qin Wudao, and the audience and the host were stunned.

The host swallowed his saliva and said with a regretful face: "Qin Wudao is very good, but it's a pity that he was completely suppressed by Han Wuyi. ”

At the beginning, Qin Mo fell into passivity, and then Han Wuyi kept pressing him for half a move.

The smoke and dust cleared, and Qin Mo lay flat on the ground, his clothes in tatters.

Han Wuyi didn't stop, and a "citrus flashbang" was thrown out by him.

The flashbang exploded directly above Qin Mo's head, and in an instant, the surrounding audience closed their eyes with stimulation from the white aurora.

"Fist of Chaos - July Meteor Shower!"

There was a white glow in front of the camera, and only the sound of fierce fighting could be faintly heard.

Bang bang bang!

After a few seconds, the audience watched in astonishment as both men vomited blood.

One arm of Han Wuyi's chest hung down weakly, and he was obviously hit hard by Qin Mo.

"It hurt me! Unforgivable! ”

A handful of green peppers were swallowed by Han Wuyi, and a green flame more than ten meters long erupted with a hideous face.

"It's ......"

Qin Mo made a move to take off the golden cicada and throw away the tattered coat, and he retreated as soon as possible.

Click!

The coat turned into an ice coat in the blink of an eye when touched by the green flames, and then fell to the ground with a thud and turned into a pile of powder.

Hiss!

Everyone who saw it gasped, what kind of demon fire is this, the power is too great.

"You've me off!"

As the thirteenth existence on the red list, Han Wuyi felt too ashamed to be injured, and this guy absolutely couldn't forgive.

Han Wuyi was holding a bunch of grapes in his hand and began to retaliate frantically, wanting to let this guy know how powerful the red list powerhouse was.

"Grape Repeater!"

Sudden Sudden Rush!

Qin Mo was embarrassed and dodged again.

"You can't go on like this, unless you use that trick."

Boom Boom Boom ......

Grape cannonballs chased after Qin Mo.

Everyone could see that Qin Mo was suppressed too ruthlessly.

A few minutes later, Qin Mo once again performed the highest meaning of the "Flying Immortal Dance Steps" for everyone, using his body technique to create a phantom and take the opportunity to destroy all the other party's fruits.

"Good! It is worthy of the sword god, come on, let you see the power of the real 'god'! ”

All the fruits were destroyed Han Wuyi was not angry, he had endured enough, he wanted to defeat this guy with the strongest attitude.

An apple was swallowed by Han Wuyi in one bite.

Everyone watched this scene, and he had never been seen eating an apple in a previous game.

As Han Wuyi ate the apple, an apple phantom hung above his head.

Han Wuyi's appearance has changed, and his temperament has also changed.

His eyes turned red, and his eyeballs seemed to turn into two tiny red apples.

"You're the first to experience my strongest form, don't let me down."

Sou!

In an instant, Han Wuyi appeared in front of Qin Mo and punched out.

Bang!

Qin Mo was just in a normal state, and he only saw a shadow in his eyes for a sixth of a second, and he was knocked out before he had time to defend.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that this state is called 'God's Wrath.'"

Sou!

Sonor!

Qin Mo's face was expressionless, and he slashed out with a sword.

His appearance has not changed, the "Mind Clock" has adjusted the time to a tenth of a second, and his spirit is fully concentrated, catching the traces of the other party.

Call!

A stream of red flames erupted, and Qin Mo slashed out with a sword, separating the flames with a sharp force.

"Flower of Life!"

The sword at the peak of Qin Mo revealed the mystery of life, this time not to make the enemy feel small, but to make him "great".

Han Wuyi was intoxicated in the spiritual world guided by the "mystery of life" at the end of Qin.

In that world, he was the master of the universe, for a moment of ten thousand years, I don't know how long it had been, he felt that life was boring, and the thought of death sprouted in his heart.

He is invincible, he wants everything, and there is no point in living.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, the universe shattered, and the apple above Han Wuyi's head slowly rotated, awakening the consciousness in the confusion.

Qin Mo slashed out the pinnacle sword, and he felt a strange power on the other party's body to stop his "sword intent" from invading.

And this sword also consumed too much of his mental strength, and there was no need to fight again.

"I throw in the towel."

When Han Wuyi opened his eyes, he saw Qin Wudao turn around and leave, looking at that back, a trace of jealousy suddenly rose in his heart.

He won.

When Qin Mo saw the current Han Wuyi, he remembered his former self, the same pride and arrogance, thinking that he was the protagonist of this world.

For him, this battle is just to have a clear conscience and accumulate experience by fighting more.