As Mo Wuxian announced the start of the competition, several elder disciples with foreign surnames who had already been unable to bear it under the ring jumped into the ring.

The ring is large and can be used by several people at the same time. And a total of six people from the entire Mo family participated in the competition, so the six of them jumped into the ring together.

"Hahaha, Zhang Dao, if you dare to challenge me, you are looking for death. ”

Seeing Zhang Dao, who usually acts as a dog's leg, challenging himself, Mo Hong was furious.

"Hmph, Mo Hong, who do you think you are, if it weren't for taking the elixir every day, you would think you would be able to have today's cultivation. Isn't the Sixth Order amazing!I'm also a Sixth Order now!" Zhang Dao sneered, and then a powerful momentum erupted from his body, and the cultivation of the Sixth Order Martial Disciple was revealed.

"How is it possible, how can you break through to the sixth order!" Mo Hong looked incredulous.

"Hahaha, how about Mo Hong, now I'm qualified to challenge you!"

"Hmph, what about the sixth order, you are a waste artifact soul, how can you compare with my fire martial soul, see how I clean you up, dog minion. ”

"Hmph, what about the weapon martial soul, among the top ten families in Shenzhou, the sword family is also a weapon martial soul, and it is not lost to your natural martial soul. Zhang Dao said angrily.

The weapon martial soul is a relatively weak kind of martial soul among all martial souls, so it is often looked down upon. But the martial souls of this world can be divided into grades, but there is no difference between the martial souls and the inferior ones, and some powerful martial souls are not lost to other martial souls.

"Hahaha, you are a waste sword martial soul, and you want to compare with the sword martial soul of the sword family, it's really wishful thinking. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, let's see the real chapter under our hands!" Zhang Dao sneered, and suddenly the brilliance on his body flashed, and a set of silver armor appeared on him.

"Hey, battle armor, medium war armor, war knife, medium war knife. Seeing Zhang Dao holding a war knife and wearing a battle armor, Mo Hong was shocked.

"Hahaha, Mo Hong, today I'm going to make you kneel and call me grandpa. Zhang Dao was full of confidence.

"Elder Zhang, you are really hidden, you have all kinds of good things!" Elder Mo, who was sitting on the high platform, sneered at Elder Zhang beside him.

Although I had expected that these people would dare to challenge, there must be some means. And using the True Yuan Pill to cultivate to break through to the first order has already shocked him, after all, a True Yuan Pill is worth hundreds of thousands of spars, not to mention ordinary elders like Elder Zhang, even an elder like him who controls the Mo family's medicinal material business can't take out hundreds of thousands of spars, and now there are not only Zhenyuan Dan breakthrough cultivation, but also medium-grade battle armor, medium-grade warweapons, these are hundreds of thousands of spars!

"Hehe, each other!" Elder Zhang replied with a sneer.

In the past, he could only flatter Mo Xu, but now as long as his grandson wins the position of the son of the world, then he and Mo Xu's positions will be changed!

At the same time, the other disciples who participated in the competition also showed their cultivation, as well as their weapons and armor.

What shocked Mo Xuan was that these people were all wearing medium-grade weapons and armor. Medium-grade weapons and armor are not something that ordinary people can have in the world of martial artists, and you must know that many family elders may not be able to have a medium-grade battlearm.

And now the six martial apprentices and sixth-order juniors are all middle-grade battlearms and armor, which really shocked everyone.

"Wow, medium-grade, medium-grade, their weapons and armor are all medium-grade!"

"My God, the medium-grade weapon armor, any one piece is hundreds of thousands of spars!"

"These people are too rich!"

"Yes, this is a medium-grade armor weapon!"

The onlookers, whether they were relatives of the Mo family or foreign surnames, were shocked. In Earthly parlance, it is poverty that limits their imagination.

"Shizi, look at these people, they are really willing to give up for the position of the son!"

"Yes, this is a medium-grade warweapon armor!"

Mo Tian said with a smile: "Hehe, the Wang family is really generous in order to fight our Mo family!"

Except for Mo Hong, the others are wearing medium-grade warweapon armor, plus the five people who have improved to a small realm of Zhenyuan Dan, not to mention these elders with foreign surnames, even the Mo family's current financial resources may not be able to take it. The Wang family really spared no effort to fight their Mo family!

"Hmph, what about the medium-grade warweapon armor, it seems that only you have it, if you want to compete with Ben Shao for the position of the prince, don't even think about it. Mo Hong sneered and took out his weapon armor from the spatial ring. As the brilliance flickered, a set of crimson armor was worn on his body, and the armor was also a medium-grade armor.

At the same time, Mo Hong was holding a flaming red fire sword in his hand, which looked like a medium-grade warweapon.

"Hmph, this old thief doesn't know that my Mo family is greedy for less crystals. Mo Tian gritted his teeth.

The other five people's medium-grade battle armor was all given by the Wang family, but Mo Hong's battle armor was purchased by Mo Lao Thief with the Mo family's spars. Compared with many Mo family's sons and sons, they don't even have a low-grade battle weapon and battle armor.

"Let's go!"

Mo Wuxian said indifferently.

"Mo Hong go die!"

As soon as the head of the family, Mo Wuxian's words fell, Zhang Dao took the lead and slashed towards Mo Hong.

"Look for death!"

Mo Hong did not show weakness, and his whole body was full of flames to face Zhang Dao.

At the same time, the children with foreign surnames from the other two teams participating in the competition also fought against each other. In an instant, this ring was full of brilliance, and the brilliance of several colors reflected each other, and the few people who were fighting were even more exerting their best skills and fighting.

"Wow, these people are so powerful!"

"yes!

"Look at their martial arts, they have all cultivated to the realm of Xiaocheng!

"yes!

"The power of this medium-grade weapon is really extraordinary, it is really powerful! If only I could have a medium-grade weapon like this. ”

Although these people are all children with foreign surnames, but in today's Mo family, these people can be regarded as the best among the younger generation, they are much stronger than most of the people present in terms of cultivation realm and martial arts, coupled with the cooperation of medium-grade weapons and armor, this is really wonderful than fighting, which makes the children of the Mo family who are watching on the scene admire.

"You all take a good look and observe, these guys are also extraordinary, and their martial arts have also been cultivated to the realm of Xiaocheng, you can take a look at it, it will be good for you. Mo Tian said to the Mo family children.

"Yes, Shizi!"

Although these people are all children with foreign surnames, and these people are all enemies of the Mo family, the warrior is a world where the strong are respected. A person who is stronger than himself, whether the other party is a friend or an enemy, the warrior will maintain enough respect. Moreover, observing the competition of people who are higher than their own cultivation is very beneficial for martial artists to improve themselves.

"Let's fight!

For most of the people present, these few people are really powerful, and they are worth watching. But for Mo Tian, these people are like children fighting, and it means nothing to him.

"Hey, my wife doesn't have you, I'm so lonely!"

Mo Tian muttered to himself, he now has awakened the bloodline of the God of War, and this bloodline is really born for war, and if he doesn't fight for a day, he won't feel comfortable all over.

And now he can already be proud of the younger generation of the Mo family, which makes Mo Tian think of Murong Yanran. Although every time she challenged Murong Yanran, she was beaten half to death, but that kind of competition is the most suitable for the bloodline of the God of War, and the feeling of being beaten every day can make the bloodline of the God of War refreshed.

In this way, you come and go in the ring, and the big ones are inextricable, and dozens of rounds have passed in a row, and there is no distinction between superior and inferior.

"Talented!"

"Look, Mo Hong uses the talent of the martial soul!"

In the ring, Mo Hong's body burned up and down, and a huge fireball appeared above his head. This fireball is nothing else, it is Mo Hong's martial spirit. With the appearance of the martial soul phantom, the fireball phantom suddenly spewed out a rushing stream of fire, and the opponent Zhang Dao was caught off guard and was directly submerged by the firelight.

"Ahh

Zhang Dao, who was drowned in the flames, let out a painful wail.

"Ah! Old Ghost Mo, your grandson is too vicious! He actually used the talent of the martial soul, and the family stipulated that the internal competition was not allowed to use the talent of the martial soul. When his grandson was beaten, Elder Zhang couldn't sit still and shouted.

Generally, in the internal competition of the Mo family, people with martial soul talent and supernatural powers are not allowed to attack people with martial soul talent and supernatural powers. After all, the innate supernatural powers of the martial soul are not cultivated by themselves, and relying too much on the innate supernatural powers will affect the martial artist's cultivation of martial arts.

"Hmph, Elder Zhang, this is a competition to snatch the position of the prince, not an ordinary competition, of course, any means can be used. The innate supernatural power of the martial soul is also part of the strength of the martial artist, can't it be used. If you want to blame it, blame your grandson's martial soul is too poor, and he doesn't have any talent and supernatural powers. Elder Mo sneered.

"You, the head of the family, he violates the clan rules, it's not okay!" Elder Zhang said that he couldn't help Elder Mo, so he had to cry out in front of Mo Wuji, the head of the family, hoping that Mo Wuji, the head of the family, would uphold justice.

"Elder Mo is right, this is a real competition, as long as it is the strength of the martial artist himself, any means can be used. Mo Wuxian didn't look at Elder Zhang, and said indifferently.

Although the sound was not loud, it spread to every corner of the arena and into everyone's ears.

"Family Master, you ......" Elder Zhang looked angry, and it seemed that he was going to make a move on Mo Wuxi.

"Haha, thank you for upholding justice. Look, the head of the family has said it, Elder Zhang, what else do you have to say. Hmph, look at what you're doing, do you want to take the initiative against the family, I can tell you, the Mo family rules, dare to take the initiative against the family, abolish the martial spirit, and expel the family. Elder Mo was slightly startled, he didn't expect Mo Wuxian to stand on his side, but he followed the pole and immediately scolded Elder Zhang.

"Hmph!" Elder Zhang gritted his teeth, but he was helpless.

"Hahaha! Zhang Yidao, just a waste like you, you also want to compete with me for the position of the prince. Hahaha......" Mo Hong looked at Zhang Yidao, who was not in human shape, who was burned by his martial soul talent, and laughed.

"Mo Hong, I'll fight with you!" Zhang Yidao roared, took out a dozen talismans from the storage bag, and sacrificed them towards Mo Hong, who was still taunting him.

"Ahh

But he was a step slower, and Mo Hong didn't take precautions because he laughed at Zhang Yidao, so in an instant, Mo Hong was overwhelmed by the flames, frost, and thunder that erupted from the talisman.

"Ahh

Mo Hong let out a painful wail.