One after another, the stunned gaze fell on Bai Qianleng's upright figure, and then on top of Bai Qianleng's godless eyes, they were all frozen.

Everyone fell silent, and now they found that Bai Qianleng was no longer conscious.

Meng Bufan said softly: "If he hadn't met Mo Li, he would have been the brightest star." ”

Chen Yun and Li Motian also looked at Bai Qianleng with respect on their faces, and Chen Yun shook his head: "I'm not as good as him." ”

Li Motian sighed slightly, the gap was too big.

It's not the gap in strength, it's not the gap in talent, it's the gap in the heart of a strong man between them and Bai Qianleng.

They couldn't imagine what kind of strong man's heart would allow him to maintain an unyielding and proud posture and stand to the end under such a serious injury, before Mo Li left such a strong enemy.

Even if he has already lost.

"So, Young Sect Master...... Win!"

Suddenly, Lin Wu reacted, and the consternation on his face gradually turned into ecstasy.

Everyone came back to their senses one after another, retracted the gaze that fell on Bai Qianleng, and fell on Mo Li, who was still deeply buried in his head and constantly panting, his gaze was extremely complicated.

Although Mo Li's appearance at this time was extremely embarrassed, and although Mo Li's aura at this time was so weak that it was not as good as that of ordinary people, there was only awe in everyone's eyes, because they had witnessed Mo Li's rise and ascended to the throne of the first generation of young people in the Eastern Regions, which was an existence that they could only look up to.

"Young Sect Master......"

As soon as Li Motian's footsteps moved, he was about to step into the arena.

Mo Li's injuries at this time were too serious, and he might have some difficulty moving.

Mo Li's right hand was raised slightly, his lowered head was slowly raised, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Only the challenger and the challenged can board the arena." ”

After a slight rest, Mo Li's legs were no longer trembling, and he slowly stood up.

The old man of Tianji Pavilion looked at the people below: "The battle for the top ten rankings is not completely over yet, according to the past practice, the rankings will not be finalized until the end, but I will now hand over the first and second positions to Mo Li and Bai Qianleng respectively, do you have any opinions?"

The old man's voice fell, and everyone showed a look of surprise but reasonableness.

Although there has never been a precedent for this, the rules have always been different from person to person.

Mo Li and Bai Qianleng are qualified enough to make Tianji Pavilion break the precedent, a special time.

Meng Bufan nodded slightly, this day the machine pavilion is not conformist.

At this time, Mo Li and Bai Qianleng were seriously injured, and Bai Qianleng had already ended his coma, and he was still worried about what would happen if someone challenged these two people behind.

Now it seems that he is a little too worried.

Mo Li's pale face was quite calm, and he was a little surprised by what the old man said, but it was fleeting. Long before deciding to fight Bai Qianleng with all his might, he had already considered the current scene and had already made preparations.

Even if his current appearance is so miserable, and his injuries are indeed extremely serious, Mo Li can proudly say that in the entire field, only Meng Bufan and Yue Ling can pose a threat to him like this.

Of course, Meng Bufan would not be able to make a move on him, and as for whether Yue Ling would make a move, it was unknown to Mo Li.

Everyone was slightly silent, and glanced at Mo Li's extremely weak but calm pale face, and when they met Mo Li's bright gaze, everyone's hearts jumped suddenly for some reason.

It's as if Mo Li still has some hole cards that can easily beat them at this time.

"Senior, I have no opinion!"

Meng Bufan whispered to the old man.

Everyone was still silent, Meng Wuxin looked at Yue Ling, there was a strange look in his eyes, but he wanted to see Yue Ling's opinion.

The moon spirit didn't speak, and there was no superfluous movement.

Maybe she can defeat the current Mo Li, but what does that mean?

If she makes a move, the first thing she can't get over is the hurdle in her heart, and secondly, ......

She glanced at Bai Qianleng's standing figure with her head held high, and smiled slightly.

If she makes a move now, it will not only be disrespectful to Mo Li, but also disrespectful to Bai Qianleng.

There was silence in the audience, and just when everyone thought that the other eight people agreed, Xiahou Yue and Xiahou Quan's resentful eyes suddenly spoke: "Senior, this is too unfair to us!"

He looked at Mo Li coldly: "It's normal to be injured in battle, and we all have injuries on our bodies, why can he get the first!"

The old man said lightly: "Because of strength." ”

Xiahou Yue looked at the weak breath

Mo Li smiled sinisterly: "Oh, I don't think so, only after I fight him can I prove that he is stronger than me." ”

Everyone who left the alliance glared at Xiahou Yue angrily, angry at Xiahou Yue's shamelessness. With Mo Li's current situation, even if he doesn't fight, everyone is worried about whether he will fall down at any time. The rest of the people also looked at Xiahou Yue with strange eyes, you and Mo Li's strength and weakness who don't have a spectrum in their hearts, Xiahou Yue can say it so shamelessly, and he is not ashamed.

Even the disciples of the Xiahou family blushed a little, they quickly lowered their heads, and the blush on their faces was clearly visible. When such words came out of the Tianjiao mouth of their Xiahou family, they themselves felt ashamed.

A glimmer of light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, although he did not show any expression, but it was a look of dissatisfaction that made people perceive him. Fortunately, when he stood behind the old man, everyone looked at the old man, and not many people looked at him.

The old man glanced at Xiahou Yue lightly, the corners of Xiahou Yue's eyes twitched, and the smug smile on his face slowly disappeared.

At this time, Meng Bufan's slightly cold voice sounded directly: "Senior, I challenge Xiahou Yue." ”

Xiahou Yue's face shook, and he hurriedly said: "Senior, I challenged Mo Li first, and I should ...... it."

Meng Bufan directly interrupted: "Mo Li just fought a battle, at least he has to rest for the time of the abnormal battle before he can be challenged, this is the rule!"

Xiahou Yue's voice was stagnant, and he was speechless.

He regrets it a little now, isn't this lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot, Meng Bufan's strength is firmly in the top four, how can he beat Meng Bufan.

"Senior, what if I accept it?"

However, Mo Li's somewhat hoarse voice made the audience suddenly silent.

The old man shook his head with a wry smile in his heart, looked at Mo Li's calm gaze, and nodded slightly: "That's doable." ”

Mo Li smiled faintly: "Then I accept it." ”

Before everyone could react, Xiahou Yue was ecstatic, and he laughed: "You dare to accept it, you really don't know how to die......

Laugh at!

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Xiahou Yue lowered his head in shock, looking at his pierced abdomen, from which blood continued to flow.

Mo Li's face turned paler, and he slowly put down the two fingers of his right hand into a sword.

"The power of sword intent is not something that a rat-eyed ant like you can imagine. ”

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