If it is said that in five competitions, the opponent with Mo Wendao is a person from Danzong or Qi Tianjiao, Mo Wendao is unlucky.

To deal with the people of Danzong or Qi Tianjiao, Mo asked the means to be gentle, and it was impossible to admit defeat.

If there are five, all of them are people from the three major forces, it will be a gospel for Mo Wendao, and give him a chance to make a move, this is his luck.

In an instant, Mo Wendao saw his opponent.

The opponent assigned this time is what Mo Wendao wants, a normal opponent.

Ten breaths later!

"Looks like you're being punished too!"

Mo asked, and the opponent seemed to see the same kind of people.

Those who are sent here are all people who have violated the rules and are given special care.

It is reasonable to say that they are the same kind of people.

"I'll let you try to, no feeling!"

Mo asked and said a word, inexplicable.

The first opponent disappointed him, even if the other party was normal, he could only ask Mo to ask and lose this competition in a way that made him less painful.

That is, Mo asked, let his opponent try not to feel it.

"Don't talk for a while?"

Mo asked, and the opponent wanted to talk a little more.

It's rare to meet someone who has suffered the same as him, and it's like a confidant to him.

Don't talk a little more, sorry for them, get the same punishment.

"I'm in a hurry!"

Mo asked, and then he made a move.

Putting it silently on one person is not a difficult thing for Mo Wendao.

He who cultivated the Ten Thousand Poisons True Sutra would not be too difficult to deal with a peak of the mortal stage.

After three breaths!

Mo asked the opponent and fell silently.

The two light masks lit up at the same time, and both of them disappeared, and Mo asked if he was assigned to an opponent again, and his opponent didn't know where he went.

"Good!"

Mo Wenwen recognized his opponent.

This is one of the people he can remember, a disciple of the three major forces.

can't abstain, for Mo Wendao, it is impossible for the other party to even escape, which is exactly what he wants.

"It seems that your strength is not as good as it is rumored!"

The young man looked at Mo and asked.

He is also considered to be too poor in strength to be arranged here, and based on his situation, Mo asked for this reason.

Originally, their sect's estimation of Mo Wendao's strength was about the same as the peak of the metamorphosis stage, but now it seems that it is only the peak of the great grandmaster stage.

"My strength, you'll know later!"

Mo asked without explaining much.

No matter how misunderstood the other party is, there is no need to ask for it, explain it clearly to the other party.

What can you do if you give an explanation, you don't know what his strength is until you have fought it.

"Yes!"

The other party agreed with Mo Wenwen's statement.

If you don't fight, how can you know each other's specific strength.

If he hadn't met Mo Wendao here, his understanding of Mo Wendao would still be the same as in the legend of the sect.

Being able to meet Mo Wendao here gave him a chance to get to know Mo Wendao again.

"Let's get started!"

Mo asked, he had already understood.

As far as the reason for entering is concerned, Mo Wendao is not, he was sent here because of his lack of strength, and it was his opponent who gave up two games before he was sent here.

Saying so many words to the other party, Mo asked was very polite.

The second type of the heavenly absolute three, covering the ground.

Mo Wenwen, who has a lesson from the past, will not show mercy to the people of the three major forces, even if the other party can't abstain, he will cut off all the opportunities of the other party.

As Mo Wenwen expected, with just one move, his opponent disappeared.

This disappearance is not an ordinary disappearance, his opponent can't get out, this place of trial.

There are a total of five extra games, and Mo asked that there are still three games left, and he hopes that he can meet people from the three major forces.

After all, according to his estimates, each of the first-grade sects will send at least two hundred disciples, and the first-grade sect will account for one-third of the number, and the number of people who come is basically more than six thousand.

Mo asked that among the 6,000 people, it was still difficult to encounter 600 people from the three major forces.

According to the normal competition, that is, a maximum of ten competitions, it would be good if Mo Wendao could meet one, now there are five more, and he has already encountered one, and the remaining three, Mo Wendao thinks that it is good that they are all from the three major forces.

Without asking Mo to think for too long, he was teleported again, that is, the third competition, and was about to start.

In the third scene, as Mo Wendao thought, the people of the Ancient Sword Sect were in the same scene as him.

The result is obvious, the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect will no longer be able to get out of the place of trials.

In the fourth scene, it was the disciples of other sects, Mo Wenwen politely let the other party leave the place of trial.

In the fifth game, the disciples of the Xuanyue Sect were solved by Mo Wendao before they had time to make a move.

That is, in the five games of the extra game, Mo Wendao was all solved, and there were three disciples of the three major forces, which was the best result that Mo Wendao achieved this time.

"Congratulations on passing the five play-offs and getting ready for the fifth match!"

That voice came into Mo Wenwen's ears again.

According to Mo Wenwen, the number of games, excluding the five playoffs, he should have experienced six games, which means that Mo Wendao should have participated in the seventh game.

Now, it's only the fifth game, and this one is problematic.

"It's a good thing to play a few more games!"

Mo asked and sighed.

No matter what the rules are, Mo Wendao can be regarded as earned, he has confidence, no matter who his opponent is, he has the certainty of victory.

For him, one more fight also means that those who can meet the three major forces will have a little more chance.

Mo asked what he needed was this kind of opportunity, and he could accept it.

After three breaths, Mo Wenwen entered the light mask.

This time, Mo Wenwen was assigned to the opponent and did not directly abstain, that is, let Mo ask a little disappointed.

For those who abstained, the number of matches was not counted in the number of games challenged, and Mo asked that there were five more play-offs, which was the thing that made him the happiest.

After ten breaths, the mask dissipated.

"This son, it seems that he is a little familiar!"

A young man with a colorful face looked at Mo and asked.

Mo asked, but he knew that the other party's face was caused by cultivating a poisonous skill.

The higher the realm of cultivation, the greater the damage to one's body, judging from the young man's face, Mo Wenwen felt that the other party's poisonous skills were still a little worse.

"It's just a nobody, so you'll remember!"

Mo asked and replied modestly.

It is normal to have an impression of him, the three major forces want him, it is difficult to think of being famous, and there are some people who only focus on their own affairs.

Mo asked about the things that I saw occasionally, and it was good to have an impression, but the memory was not deep, and it could be very big.

"Do you know who I am?"

The young man looked up proudly.

If he is like this, it seems that he is really famous, or Mo Wendao must recognize him.

"I don't know!"

Mo asked, looking confused.

He really didn't know who the young man in front of him was.

"Did you feel that something was wrong?"

The youth was excited.