Mo Han's gaze swept over the faces of the people at the helm of the eight major forces one by one, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, he couldn't say that he was happy or sad, he just swept over quietly.

The atmosphere of the whole ring suddenly became extremely strange, as if there was something silent in everyone's heart.

Qi Ling's father, Xiao Ning's father and grandfather, Wei Su's master, and Long Sheng of Qingli Kingdom all subconsciously lowered their heads when they saw Mo Han's gaze, not daring to look directly at Mo Han.

They knew that what they were doing was wrong, and they knew that from a moral point of view, they had the opportunity to stop it, but they didn't.

They also know that from their respective standpoints, what they have just done is right and there is no problem.

Many times, there is no definite right or wrong, and there is no definite right and evil. Everything is due to different positions and different perspectives on the problem, resulting in different choices in the end.

Mo Han understands their thoughts and their approach. But from then on, they were no longer Mo Han's comrades-in-arms, just a passerby, a slightly more familiar passerby. Mo Han's debt to them has been completely paid off, and what they owe Mo Han will also be written off from today.

As for the future, as long as they don't offend Mo Han, Mo Han won't trouble them.

Xiao Yuan, Xiao Huai, Long Jing, Long Sheng, Qi Haoyu, Qi Zhe, Fu Chuang, Zhou Yingyi and others had all completely understood the meaning in Mo Han's gaze, and at this moment he suddenly found that they seemed to have lost something.

The thing was nowhere to be seen, just a feeling that appeared out of nowhere and then suddenly disappeared.

Qi Ling, Wei Su, and Xiao Ning, taking advantage of the fact that their elders were not paying attention, struggled to get up from the ground, and saw Mo Han sitting on the ground at a glance, leaning on the Tai Chi heavy sword.

"Xiao Han, what's wrong with you? Who dares to hurt you?" Although Qi Ling, Wei Su, and Xiao Ning failed to break through to the Yuan Infant Stage, they were just one step away. With their eyesight, they could see at a glance that Mo Han was seriously injured. So, after they stood up, they didn't think about it, they rushed to Mo Han and roared menacingly.

Looking at their appearance, as long as they knew who had injured Mo Han, they would pounce on him and fight for their lives.

Mo Han grinned again, this time his smile came from the depths of his heart, without any other meaning, just pure happiness: "Okay, you three don't make a fuss, I will double the injury I suffered today, I will get it back in the future, not at all, when have you ever seen me suffer?"

This life-and-death struggle, which can be regarded as a farce, has temporarily drawn a comma here, Beidou Qingyun and Nangong Glory looked at the cultivators standing in the corner of the Withered Leaf Continent, especially the leaders of the eight major forces, and chuckled, and the laughter was full of disdain and sarcasm.

It was as if they had given up a great opportunity, and as if they were laughing at their ignorance.

Beidou Qingyun and Nangong Glory sneered, and threw down a sentence, "You can hold this Tianlong Competition, this kind of waste is just a burden for our family, you just look at it", after finishing speaking, the two of them turned around and left with their subordinates.

Due to the contradiction between Jian Pengkun and Mo Han, the ceremony to welcome the cultivators of the Cambrian Continent became very strange, especially after Beidou Qingyun and Nangong Glory left, the cultivators of the Withered Leaf Continent were sulking, and the cultivators of the Cambrian Continent were interested, and they said casually, and let everyone leave. The Tenryu Contest will be held three days later, and tomorrow will be the registration time. Of course, the specific operation matters must be operated by the eight major forces on the Withered Leaf Continent.

Qi Lingwei and Su Xiaoning helped Mo Han and staggered towards their residence.

Outside the entire venue, the eight major forces of the Withered Leaf Continent built one independent small building after another, some had a small courtyard, some were small buildings, and some were inns, and the operators of the inns were naturally people from the eight major forces.

These courtyards, small buildings, and inns are all arranged in a distinct order according to different specifications, and the three of them brought Mo Han to an independent courtyard.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, the rich vitality of heaven and earth rushed towards me, and compared to the outside, it seemed like two different worlds.

"These small courtyards are all prepared by the eight major forces for the cultivators of the Cambrian Continent, as well as the cultivators above the spirit stage, and under the entire courtyard, a lot of high-grade Yuan stones are placed, and the spirit gathering array is arranged to ensure that there is abundant vitality inside. As soon as he entered the small courtyard, Qi Ling looked at Mo Han's puzzled gaze and slowly explained.

Mo Han nodded, and didn't say anything, although the battle with Jian Pengkun was extremely short, Mo Han's internal injuries were serious and needed to be treated as soon as possible.

Qi Ling and the three of them arranged Mo Han in the room with the strongest vitality, then turned around and came out, sitting in the living room, the three of them looked at each other without saying a word.

Closing his eyes, the Xuan Jing slowly ran in his body, and Mo Han's whole person suddenly became much more energetic and slowly healed.

With the arrival of the cultivators of the Cambrian Continent, the entire Withered Leaf Continent instantly boiled, and countless cultivators flocked from all over the place, all gathered outside the Heavenly Dragon Competition venue.

Although the eight major forces had expectations and prepared plans, perhaps for five thousand years, there had been no real Heavenly Dragon Competition, which led to the extremely popular Heavenly Dragon Competition this time. In addition to cultivators, there were also countless secular nobles and wealthy businessmen who came here to watch the game.

It was already the evening of the next day when Mo Han woke up from his cultivation, he came out of the retreat room, and instead of seeing Qi Ling and the others, he saw Beidou Qingyun and Wang Shun and the four of them sitting in the living room, and when he saw Mo Han coming out, he quickly stood up to meet him.

"What about Qi Ling, Wei Su, and Xiao Ning?" Mo Han looked at the five of Beidou Qingyun and asked.

Beidou Qingyun handed a cup of tea to Mo Han and smiled slightly: "This time the Tianlong Competition is very popular, the so-called eight forces in your mouth want to monopolize the benefits brought by this Tianlong Competition, but the preparation is not sufficient, and the manpower is insufficient, so call the three of them back." ”

Mo Han took the teacup handed over by Beidou Qingyun, and before he drank it, he smelled the rich fragrance, as if it was the most delicious thing in the world. After drinking it in one gulp, the whole person was refreshed, accompanied by a mouthful of warm Yuan Li surging rapidly in the body. Although Mo Han doesn't know how to taste tea, he also knows that this tea is definitely the best: "Good tea." ”

"Mo Han, do you want to participate in this Heavenly Dragon Competition?" After drinking the tea in the cup, Beidou Qingyun looked at Mo Han and suddenly asked.

Mo Han nodded: "Didn't you say that the champion of the Heavenly Dragon Competition has a lot of rewards? I'm so poor, I must go to participate, otherwise what kind of cultivation will I take in the future? It's impossible to rob the rich and help the poor every day!"