On the huge square, the dense crowd of people put their eyes on the same ring for the first time.

Even the people who were fighting fiercely in the ring couldn't help but stop fighting and looked towards the five groups of rings.

The figure that slowly fell from the sky, the breath had calmed down, but it couldn't erase the domineering and arrogant figure that remained deep in everyone's hearts.

"Whew!"

The broken spirit sword slowly fell from the sky at this time and inserted into the ring, and everyone woke up like a dream.

"Senior Brother Mo Li!"

An excited roar suddenly came from the silent square, and it was the person who supported Mo Li.

Even if his support for Mo Li was unwavering in his heart, he never thought that Mo Li could crush Ding Hao like this.

Yes, it's crushing.

There is no skill, only pure power.

Without any strength to resist, if Mo Li hadn't stopped at the end, Ding Hao would have lost his life long ago.

The sudden shout made Mo leave his body for a moment, and then a second voice came out.

"Don't leave!"

"Don't leave!"

"Don't leave!"

......

It seemed that he was infected by the person who supported Mo Li, and more and more people shouted, their eyes were hot, and their hearts were excited.

The continuous shouts gradually unified, and only one voice remained in the square.

Mo was stunned, unexpected.

It was the first time he had encountered such a situation, and he had never expected such a situation.

"Haven't you ever seen this little scene? There will be many such situations in the future, you have to get used to it. ”

Old man Ji plucked out his ears and said disdainfully.

Mo Li, who was used to the cynicism of Old Man Ji, would not take it to heart.

The enthusiastic shouts behind him made Mo Li feel a feeling that he had never felt before, this kind of feeling made people enthusiastic and made people

Warm.

It's not bad.

The corners of Mo Li's mouth unconsciously rose, turned around, bowed slightly, and arched his hand.

Seeing that Mo Li actually responded to them, and with such a modest attitude, everyone was even more enthusiastic.

Mo Li turned around and passed Ding Hao to step down.

Ding Hao's eyes were blank, and his breath was like dead ashes.

He also heard a passionate cry, which originally belonged to him, he should have been the glorious man, but now he fell from heaven to hell and became a stepping stone for others.

"Blame who?

Ding Hao muttered.

"Is it wrong for me to be looked up to by them and to be feared by them?"

Mo Li's footsteps paused: "That's right, your mistake is to indulge in the glory of the past, you have forgotten, you are a monk." ”

After speaking, Mo Li left the ring, and the enthusiastic shouts in the square gradually subsided.

Ding Hao got up and slowly walked towards the stage.

"Monk, I am a monk. ”

Muttering continuously, Ding Hao left the square along a passage that the crowd had automatically separated for him.

No one paid attention to Ding Hao who left, the cultivation world was so cruel.

The winner is king, and the loser is the loser.

"Now, can your Senior Brother Ding Hao easily defeat Senior Brother Mo Li?"

Mo Li's supporters looked triumphantly at the disciple who had quarreled with him before.

The disciple didn't have the face to stay here anymore, and pushed through the crowd, changing places to watch the battle.

"Don't look at it, just go ahead. ”

The referees of several other rings reluctantly reminded that they had stopped while fighting, and this was the first time they had seen them.

And so the battle continued.

Don't sit on the floor and recover your lost spiritual power.

Zheng Qiu, who had been silently following the battle situation, looked at Mo Li who was pranayama with his eyes closed expressionlessly, and his eyes were cold in the depths of his eyes.

Then he seemed to think of something, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

Now there are three people left in the five groups except Mo Li, Zhang Shuang stands at the front, Mo Li sits in the middle, and the remaining two stand at the end together, like two shivering little mice, looking at the backs of Mo Li and Zhang Shuang pitifully.

Elder Yang took out two tokens from the black box again, and it turned out to be these two people.

In other words, this thorn frost bye.

The two looked at each other helplessly, and at the same time there was a hint of luck, either of these two people had no chance to meet Zhang Shuang, but if the two of them met, it was up to them to say who would win and who would lose.

Soon, there were only three people left in all five groups.

"Now, there are only three of you left, and the rules are different than before. Three-person rounds, no byes. ”

Elder Yang said to Mo Li and the others.

"And what if no one wins?"

The winning disciple asked.

Elder Yang glanced at him with strange eyes and did not speak.

This disciple smiled awkwardly, and instantly understood that with his strength, he could defeat which one of Mo Li and Zhang Shuang.

He sighed helplessly: "Elder Yang, I abstain. ”

There were four other groups who had the same experience with this disciple.

Except for Ding Hao, the rest of the people in the first echelon have all come to the present, plus Mo Li, two people in each of the five groups are just right.

The last person in each group abstained in desperation.

Several elders looked at Elder Zheng Zhi on the high platform and explained the situation one after another.

Elder Zheng Zhi nodded and walked to the front of the high platform: "Now, there are only two of you left in each group. You are the last battle today. As for the eighty people who were eliminated before. Your new ranking has come out, the later you eliminate, the higher the ranking, and the same round of elimination, according to the previous ranking from high to low. ”

"And the last ten of you, after the victory or defeat comes out, the five winners are ranked in order from the first to the fifth ring, that is to say, the winner of the first ring is eleven, the winner of the fifth ring is fifteen, and the same is true of the five losers, the loser of the first ring is ranked sixteenth, and the loser of the fifth ring is ranked twenty. ”

Is luck again determining the ranking?

Mo Li secretly said, this ranking method has a huge advantage over those who draw cards to the No. 1 ring for the first time.

The loser in the first group is also ranked sixteenth, but the winner in the fifth group is only ranked fifteenth.

Mo Li sighed helplessly, it seems that his luck is really not good.

However, Mo Li didn't say anything, not only Mo Li, but the remaining ten people had no objections.

The goal of these ten people is basically to hit the top ten, it doesn't matter how much they rank, the most important thing is to enter the top ten and get the opportunity to challenge.

However, there are many controversial voices among the supporters of each of the ten people.

But that's all, since the rules have been set, naturally they will not change because of their dissatisfaction.

"Now, today's last battle, begin!"

Elder Zheng Zhi waved his robe and said loudly.

Mo Li's footsteps were light and he landed in the ring, and Zhang Shuang did the same, standing face to face with Mo Li.

At the same time, Su Yuechan and Lin Yue also took the stage.

Mo Li is quite concerned about the battle between the two women, because he doesn't know what the rules are behind, maybe it will be more advantageous to get a higher ranking.

And Su Yuechan must be in the top ten this time in order to get enough help to fight against the Lu family.

Therefore, Mo Centrifugal hoped that Su Yuechan would win.

Therefore, he was a little embarrassed to arch his hand to Zhang Shuang: "Senior Brother Zhang Shuang, can you pause the game, I want to watch the next group of games in the ring." ”

Zhang Shuang's cold face was slightly stunned, and then nodded coldly.

This didn't affect him much, and he was also interested in the battle between the two women.

After all, they were the only two women out of ten of them.

Mo Liyi was overjoyed: "Thank you, Senior Brother Zhang Shuang." ”

Then he looked at Elder Yang: "Elder Yang, is it okay?"

Elder Yang said helplessly, "Both of you have agreed, so naturally you can." ”

And in a group of rings, the two shadows are already far away.

"It's finally us. ”

Lin Yue held the ink sword in his hand and said lightly, but there was a touch of fire in the depths of his eyes.

Su Yuechan was full of fighting spirit, and shook the red training whip in her hand: "I can't wait for a long time, today's battle is the end of the past three years." Would you like to have a drink with me after Dabi?"

Lin Yue smiled lightly: "Okay, no matter whether you win or lose, you won't get drunk after Dabi." ”

Since that day, after a few people drank bitterly, the relationship between the two women has eased, and there is a faint tendency to become good sisters, which makes Mo Li and the other men secretly frightened, women are really creatures that can never be understood.

As soon as the voice fell, there was no blank time, and the two women started at the same time.

The Red Lian Whip meandered forward, and the whip seemed to break through the air resistance and threw it towards Lin Yue's face.

The two women have fought against each other many times, so they naturally know each other very well.

Therefore, at the beginning, Lin Yue quickly approached Su Yuechan.

"Squeak—"

A shrill voice rang out.

On the side of Lin Yue's figure, the ink sword was silently raised to his chest, and the red whip brushed the body of the ink sword, and there was a little spark splattering.

Missing Lin Yue's red practice whip, the whip head suddenly turned and headed towards Lin Yue's waist.

If it's entangled, it's in trouble.

Lin Yue's footsteps were light, and in the eyes of the people watching the battle, she suddenly became psychedelic.

The water swim unfolded, and Lin Yue dodged the blow.

The whip shadow changed again, moving sideways left and right, chasing Lin Yue.

The Red Whip unfolded horizontally in front of Su Yuechan, and as long as Lin Yue dared to advance, the Red Whip would begin a stormy offensive.

Lin Yue's footsteps paused, but the psychedelic footsteps stopped moving forward and moved left and right.

Su Yuechan's eyes flashed, and she finally forced you to stop.

With a shake of his right hand, the red whip swayed left and right, and the crimson whip shadow and Lin Yue's psychedelic figure formed a perfect scene, just like Su Yuechan used the whip to help Lin Yue dance.

"Not good. ”

People outside the ring have such thoughts rising in their hearts.

In everyone's sight, the Red Whip gradually shrank, compressing Lin Yue's dodge space.

Lin Yue, who gradually began to restrain her hands, frowned, and secretly said that it was not good.

If it continues like this, she will completely enter Su Yuechan's rhythm, which is extremely unfavorable to her.

"Pattern Sword Technique, Scatter!"

As soon as the footsteps stopped, the water spiritual power suddenly exploded, and the layers of azure ripples on the ink sword spread out.

The crimson whip shadow that was constantly shrinking towards Lin Yue was hindered layer by layer, and the shrinking space suddenly became larger.

Lin Yue saw the opportunity, stomped on the ring with her right foot, rushed into the air, and left the encirclement.

Without any stopping, the figure burst out and swooped down condescendingly towards Su Yuechan.

"Pattern Sword Technique, Lang!"

Crash!

Falling from the sky, several huge waves, like a tsunami.