The night was long, and finally the sun rose.

Chen Xiaomo's eyes were slightly red, and it seemed that he hadn't slept all night.

The competition has reached the third round, and there are only 64 people left from the original 255 people, most of these people are elites, and of course there are many people like Chen Xiaomo who are indiscriminate.

Among the five people who advanced to the third round in Juyan Peak, only Liu Dashan's competition was scheduled for tomorrow, and the competition of the remaining four people was all crowded this morning.

The time for the competition was approaching, everyone walked in the direction of the square, Master Lin Shitong naturally went to watch Lin Xiaodie's competition, Liu Dashan and several other brothers who were good friends with Tian Guangguang went to cheer for Tian Guangguang, Qian Wansan and other young disciples all went to cheer for Bai Yao, only Chen Xiaomo walked to the ring of the competition alone.

Before leaving, Liu Dashan patted Chen Xiaomo's shoulder and said, "Xiaomo, the first time you face a strong enemy, you can hold on for a while, and if you can't surrender, we won't blame you." ”

Chen Xiaomo nodded absentmindedly, perhaps, everyone didn't have any hope for him at all!

This time, Chen Xiaomo's ring is no longer the "front" word ring, but he still has not gotten rid of the fate of the corner, and he will complete this competition in the "Lin" word ring in another corner of the square.

"This may be deliberately arranged, a person with a low Taoism like himself can only compete in the corner!" Chen Xiaomo thought in his heart.

Chen Xiaomo casually walked in the direction of the "Lin" word ring, no one accompanied, no one cheered, and no one even paid attention, this was a battle that belonged to him alone.

Suddenly, he was tapped on the shoulder, he learned to be obedient this time, looked to the other side of his shoulder, and sure enough, he saw a familiar face, it was Wen Shaojie.

"Shaojie, why are you here?" Chen Xiaomo asked in surprise.

Wen Shaojie smiled and said, "If you are allowed to watch my competition, I am not allowed to watch your competition!"

Wen Shaojie hugged Chen Xiaomo and walked forward, and said as he walked: "I will have my competition tomorrow, I have nothing to do, so I came to the square to watch the competition, and I happened to see that you are going to compete in the 'Lin' word ring, so I came to cheer for you!"

Wen Shaojie said it very easily, but these words deeply touched Chen Xiaomo's heartstrings. Perhaps in the Tianshan faction, only Wen Shaojie's friend really cares about himself! He thanked this friend from the bottom of his heart!

Chen Xiaomo smiled with relief and said, "Shaojie, thank you!"

"Hey, what kind of thanks do you have to say to each other, but you have to work hard, don't let me run this trip in vain. There was Shen Yuehua's competition today, I didn't even go to see it, if you lose, I won't let you go!"

The corners of Chen Xiaomo's eyes were a little moist, and a thousand words were stuck in his throat, and finally only turned into a firm "um" word.

In front of the ring with the word "Lin", there was still only one white-bearded elder sitting, but unlike last time, there were many disciples of Ling Yunfeng gathered in front of the stage, and it seemed that they were all here to cheer for Xue Ba.

However, as the head of Lingyun Peak, Tianhengzi will watch the battle in the future, so he may be going to watch the competition of other outstanding disciples!

In the ring, Xue Ba had been waiting there for a long time.

Chen Xiaomo looked at him, and saw Xue Ba in his early thirties, and he looked handsome and chic in a Taoist uniform, but above the corners of his mouth, there was always a trace of evil smile, which was unpredictable, but he had to be wary.

After Chen Xiaomo went to report to Elder Whitebeard, he went straight to the ring.

Seeing Chen Xiaomo walking into the ring, Xue Ba said in an admiring tone: "The little brother can last until the third round at a young age, which shows that the Taoism is very extraordinary!"

"Don't hide it from Senior Brother Xue, my Lingyun Wind Spell has only reached the second level, the first round is that I happened to answer the question correctly and advanced, and the second round was a fluke victory over my junior brother, if you talk about the Dao method, I am really 108,000 miles away from Senior Brother Xue!" Chen Xiaomo replied 1510.

Xue Ba smiled proudly, Chen Xiaomo had a bye in the first game, how could he not know?

It's just that Chen Xiaomo's competition with Ou Yang was not seen by other disciples, so he didn't know much about Chen Xiaomo's Taoism, but after listening to Chen Xiaomo's words just now, he was completely relieved, because a person like Chen Xiaomo, who was lowly in Taoism, could not pose the slightest threat to him at all.

A clear roar suddenly sounded, it was Xue Ba who sacrificed the fairy sword with one hand, and the yellow mang enveloped the entire sword body, blazing like magma.

"This is my immortal sword, the Brute Dragon, which is made of the lava of the Ten Thousand Tribulation Fire Field, the temperature of the sword body can reach thousands, and the flames that inspire it can burn everything!" Xue Ba said as if to show off.

Chen Xiaomo's eyes showed a look of infinite envy, compared to the noble fairy sword in Xue Ba's hand, his clumsy Tianshan Thorn was simply a difference between cloud and mud.

"Senior Brother Chen, what magic weapon do you use?" Xue Ba asked.

"I ......" Chen Xiaomo slowly took out the red leaves from his arms, "I don't have enough level, so I can only use the Tianshan Thorn ......" Chen Xiaomo's voice became lower and lower, and finally even he couldn't hear himself.

There was immediately a burst of laughter from the audience, and the laughter was so piercing.

"Haha, this kid actually competed with the Tianshan Thorn, you see that the Tianshan Thorn is still in tatters, I really don't know how he broke into the third round!" a Lingyun Peak disciple smiled.

"It's just that the disciples of their Giant Rock Peak are all so weird. A few days ago, I saw a disciple of Juyan Peak using an abacus as a weapon, and another one actually brought a kitchen knife and spoon to the stage, which really made me laugh!" another disciple of Ling Yun Peak laughed.

"Look at how this kid was killed by Senior Brother Xue in seconds!" someone shouted arrogantly.

Everyone was talking nonsense, as if they didn't take Chen Xiaomo in their eyes at all.

I don't know who suddenly shouted, "Senior Brother Xue, come on!" The others also shouted, and the sound swept through the ring like a tidal wave, rolling towards the person who was full of loneliness and anger.

Suddenly, an extremely discordant voice came out, "Xiaomo, come on!" Everyone turned their hostile gaze to the source of this voice, only to see a disciple dressed in Chaoyang Peak Taoist uniform cheering for Chen Xiaomo, who is it not Wen Shaojie?

Chen Xiaomo's cold gaze softened a little, after all, there was still such a friend supporting him. But how much can the loneliness in my heart be relieved?

"Boy, this is a competition between our two lineage disciples, don't shout nonsense as an outsider!" a disciple of Ling Yunfeng said unceremoniously to Wen Shaojie.

Wen Shaojie was not to be outdone, "He's my friend, can't I cheer for my friend?"

"This kid is so horizontal, should we give him some color and take a look?" The Ling Yun Peak disciple felt that his dignity had been challenged, so he began to encourage everyone.

Wen Shaojie panicked in his heart, if so many people did something to him at the same time, even if he had three heads and six arms, it would not be enough to deal with it.