The first day of the competition passed quickly, and some people were happy and some were sad. Competitions are like this, there will inevitably be winners and losers.

This time the wind and cloud meeting, Mo Li can be regarded as an eye-opener, many unfamiliar brothers, and even those who have not met each other have performed far beyond his expectations in the first day of the competition.

He couldn't help but sigh, Xuantian Sect, as the world's first cultivation sect, is really full of talents, all of whom are Tianzong talents. After yesterday's one-day competition, the cultivation of these brothers and sisters is extraordinary, and Mo Li finally has to face the first competition. He wasn't nervous, he was a little excited, since he took over the Ziyun Order in the hands of Ziyun Zhenren, he vaguely felt that this life might change.

Although the questions left by Ziyun Zhenren were so obscure and difficult to find, in the process of self-combing, cultivation and perception again and again, he found that everything had really changed. He is no longer the waste who works hard all day long, but has not grown at all, and he is no longer a monster in the eyes of others, except for Ling'er and Yaoguang, more and more people have entered his world, and he is quietly entering the hearts of others.

Recalling Fang Tianbai and Qi Lianzhi's faces in the square yesterday, as well as the disdainful and crude words, Mo Li shook his head, sighed and said: "On the way to cultivate the truth, fight with the sky and fight with people, the fun is endless. The road is long, and life and death are impermanent. ”

The outer gate of Xuantian Sect, the square, is still full of people.

Many of the disciples who lost in yesterday's competition did not give up watching the duels of others because of this, and they knew better than anyone that the Fengyun Society was also a part of the practice, and watching the duels of others could also gain something from the duels of others. They also have to be more curious than those brothers and sisters who are waiting and gearing up today, who can win?

With the sound of the golden gong, Mo Li stepped into the No. 1 ring. I saw a young man in hunting clothes standing in front of him, with long flowing hair and a mountain and river fan in his hand, shaking it unhurriedly.

Mo Li clasped his fists and said, "Mo Li, please advise." ”

The young man suddenly showed an evil smile, and with a wave of the mountain and river fan, he saw several powerful cyclones attacking towards Mo Li.

"This Drogo is too sinister, isn't it?"

"That's it, looking at the well-dressed appearance, he actually sneaked attack. ”

“......”

Seeing that Drogo did not return the salute, the people in the audience attacked Mo Li directly, and began to communicate with each other.

At this time, Mo Li's figure flashed, and he rushed directly towards Drogo, agile and fast. Zo Ge saw Mo Li rushing over, but he didn't panic, the mountain and river fan was thrown forward, stopping in the air with silver light, random Zo Ge's right hand and sword finger, urging the true qi to enter the mountain and river fan, and huge waves gushed out from the mountains and rivers, rushing towards Mo Li.

Mo Li saw that the turbulent waves were dozens of feet high, and his feet slammed into the ground, and he quickly flew into the air.

At this moment, Drogo was suddenly heard shouting: "Go and die!"

Mo Li looked at it, it turned out that Zhuo Ge had long expected that he would avoid the huge waves and fly into the air, so when the huge waves rushed to cover Mo Li's vision, he held the mountain and river fan to mobilize the true qi of his whole body and flew in the air, and forcefully fanned down, and a mountain with spiritual energy condensed yearned for Mo Li who was flying in the air.

Mo Li suddenly felt a huge pressure coming from above, so he quickly mobilized his true qi, and the tranquil ocean in his purple mansion suddenly set off huge waves, surging madly towards his meridians.

"Breaking the Army. Mo Li shouted, with him as the center, the surrounding air flowed rapidly, the purple light on his right arm became brighter and brighter, and a punch slammed into the place where Drogo floated, and wherever the fist went, the air condensed.

This punch was unstoppable, and when the purple fist touched the mountain, the mountain suddenly became a fan, and the purple fist flew towards Zogo without losing momentum. The rapidly flying fist made him feel suffocated, and he hurriedly urged the mountain and river fan to keep fanning in the direction where the purple fist flew from, and the silver light kept bombarding the purple fist. With each bombardment, the purple light dimmed for a minute, until in front of Drogo, the purple fist finally disappeared.

Drogo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but what he didn't expect was that Mo Li had already rushed towards him quickly, his hands pointing together into swords, and true qi poured out from his hands, forming two purple lightsabers.

"Huh, condensation!" Elder Jin glanced at the ring, saw this scene, and said in surprise.

"What! Condensation Formation!" Elder Xuan was also shocked when he heard this, and looked at the ring on Mo Li's side.

The two swords condensed by purple qi, as Mo Li's left and right hands kept changing, the sword shadows were heavy, and Zhuo Ge was like a fool, just looking at the sword shadows that were approaching in front of him.

"Be careful!" shouted someone in the audience.

Drogo was stunned, and hurriedly waved the mountain and river fan in his hand to block the sword momentum.

With a "poof", the mountain and river fan flew out, and a blood flower came out of Drogo's chest, and his body took several steps back.

Mo Li's body changed again, came to Drogo, and with a volley, Drogo flew dozens of meters away, falling to the ground and spitting blood.

Elder Jin motioned to the registered disciples under the ring and carried Drogo out of the crowd.

"Oh my God, is this still the Mo Li I know?"

"When did Mo Li become so strong?"

"Zhuo Ge is a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi refining, so he was easily defeated!"

"Didn't Mo Li even get started during the sitting and watching period before, in such a short period of time, he has grown to such a point!"

"Demon, what a demon. ”

"......" Everyone in the audience looked at Mo Li, one after another.

Elder Xuan looked at Mo Li's back, and finally understood why Ziyun Zhenren would give him the Ziyun Order, obviously he had already seen his extraordinary.

"Mo Li, the ...... of Yunxiao Peak" Several elders beside Elder Xuan also started talking.

Of course, Mo Li didn't know that the elders on the stage were talking about him at this time, after coming down from the No. 1 ring, he walked straight in the direction of Tuoba Yu and them, and the people around him who were talking about him and pointing at him made him more determined, and the road still had to go on his own.

"Senior brother, that's amazing. When Tuoba Yu came up, he gave Mo Li a bear hug and said happily.

Mo Li smiled and said, "Good luck." ”

"Senior brother, you are so lucky, you are obviously a high cultivator. Feng Qing said.

Mo Li changed the topic and said, "Fengqing, when will you compete?"

"Third round. Feng Qing said.

"I'm in the fourth round. ”

"Where did the others go?" Mo Li asked when he saw that Ji Shaoyang, Chi Yan and Hua Qing were not there.

"Shaoyang, this is not in the No. 3 ring, Chiyan and Huaqing should be preparing for the competition. ”

"Let's go, let's see. Mo Li raised his feet and walked towards the third ring.

At this time, on the third ring, Ji Shaoyang was fighting fiercely with his opponent, and the figures in the ring kept flickering, if the disciples with low cultivation could not capture Ji Shaoyang's figure at all.

Mo Li stood under the ring, looking at the scene of the battle on the stage, and analyzed in his heart: Shaoyang and the opponent's cultivation are not weak. In the current situation, it is really difficult to predict the outcome of the outcome.

Suddenly, in the ring, there was a sound of metal breaking, and Mo Li came back to his senses, only to find that the three-foot Qingfeng in Ji Shaoyang's hand had been cut off by the opponent with the Silver Moon Scimitar in his hand.

The onlookers in the audience also let out an exclamation at this time, but when everyone thought that Ji Shaoyang would lose this competition, Ji Shaoyang was indifferent.

In the process of running, the body kept pinching several uncommon gestures with his fingers, and there were words in his mouth.

"Taishang Sanqing, the mighty spirit lasts forever, ten thousand thunders are extinguished, and demons are eliminated. Why!"

After the gesture, Ji Shaoyang fixed his figure, pointed at the opponent with his right hand, and let out a loud sigh.

In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds, fierce winds, lightning and thunder.

There was a "click", a deafening loud sound, and I saw a pillar of thunder hanging down above the nine heavens, so bright and dazzling, that the straight people quickly closed their eyes. When the thunder pillar hung down, there seemed to be a white dragon swimming in the entire black sky, and time seemed to have stopped.

The world suddenly fell silent, and these people, who had closed their eyes, opened their eyes, looked overhead, and found that the barrier laid by the elder had collapsed, and the opponents in the ring were also in a daze.

Elder Jin, Xuan Chang and other elders were also shocked, Ji Shaoyang's spell "Thunder Mantra" made them not expect to be able to cast it to such an extent, so powerful.

Elder Jin saw that the situation was not right, and if he allowed this spell to spread, there would definitely be casualties, and he couldn't explain it to his master afterwards, so he was about to get up and stop it.

Elder Xuan suddenly stretched out his hand, stopped in front of him, looked at him and shook his head, and said, "It's okay, it's also an experience to let them feel the danger. ”

Elder Jin had no choice but to give up and sit down apprehensively.

In an instant, the entire ring was enveloped in a cloud of white light. Just heard the sound of "boom", dust and stones rose everywhere, and a huge stone pit was blasted out of the center of the entire ring, along the edge of the stone pit, there were cracks in the scattered rows, Ji Shaoyang's opponent was lying in the stone pit dying, scorched black, his clothes were already burned out between the electric light and flint, his clothes were not covered, and his body was full of wounds. Blood overflowed from the mouth, arms, chest, and knees, and from time to time there was a foul smell.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but cover their noses, and among the disciples who came forward to watch the situation curiously, some female disciples saw that they were unclothed, and two flying clouds rose on their cheeks, as delicate and pink as peach blossoms, covering their eyes, and turned around and ran away shyly.

Seeing that the competition was over, Elder Jin couldn't sit still any longer, so he hurriedly flew from the teaching platform to the stone pit of the No. 3 ring, probed his snort, hurriedly took out a long robe and covered him, poured out a pill from the jade bottle and stuffed it into his mouth. Then, he began to urge him to heal his wounds, and a faint green light flowed out from Elder Jin's palms and penetrated into his body.

After a short breath, I saw that the originally charred and wounded body had regained some luster, and the hair that had been burned out grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, silky black and shiny.

In the crowd, the white-robed disciple who had been following Elder Jin for a long time walked out and carried the person out, perhaps because of the serious injury, Elder Jin also went out and walked directly in the direction of the medicine furnace.

After this competition, the No. 3 ring can no longer be used, so the disciples who were originally planned to compete in the No. 3 ring were also inserted to the first and second stages respectively, and the day's competition ended very late.

In the second match-up competition, Tuoba Yu was injured and won with difficulty, Fengqing, Qiushui, and Chiyan all advanced, but Huaqing lost to Cong Tian, who had already reached the middle stage of Qi refining.

In this day's competition, Mo Li and Ji Shaoyang gave many people a clear understanding: the so-called genius and waste are just a thin line, and the ones who show the dew may not be real people. Of course, the turmoil caused by Ji Shaoyang in this competition has also become the focus of everyone's attention, and many people are curious about how he learned a spell like "Thunder Mantra".