This kind of self-negotiation, how to compete, under normal circumstances, the place of trial will not interfere.

As long as it is more than a quarter of an hour, you can admit defeat if you want, and I don't know how the place of trial suddenly became interested in asking these two people in person.

"It seems that you and I are so lucky!"

The tone of the mortal period was quite helpless.

It's not that they come up with the questions, according to the will of the place of trials, they can only look at luck, and the questions are all biased towards what they are good at, so the chances of winning are many times greater.

"Anyway, it's fair!"

The one in the Great Grandmaster period sighed.

When they come up with questions, they always consider in their own favorable direction, and the questions in the place of trial are more reliable by luck.

When the two wanted to talk about something, the first question appeared.

"Whoever of you completes these ten meters first wins!"

The voice reappeared.

After the sound fell, two ten-meter-long passages appeared in the ring.

The difficulty is unknown, and neither of them knows if it is easy or difficult to pass.

Hurry up and go first, is the most important.

Bang!

After stepping into the passage, the two were bounced out.

They also went in a few steps, and after a collision, they were bounced out.

"These ten meters, it's not so easy to walk!"

This time, slow down.

I walked too fast just now, and I have already been hit once, so it is better to walk slowly this time.

This passage is a passage composed of spiritual oppression, and it is relatively easy for people with strong mental strength to complete this passage.

It's just easier, but you also have to have a certain amount of strength and perseverance.

In terms of progress, the metamorphosis is a little ahead.

"It seems that the advantages of cultivation are still obvious!"

The mortal cultivator looked at his opponent.

In this passage, his cultivation has helped a lot.

Of the ten-meter passage, the metamorphosis stage has already reached seven meters, and the great grandmaster stage has only walked six meters.

Every step they take now is less than a tenth of a meter, and they are basically moving slowly, little by little.

"It seems that this time I will definitely fight with Ye Peng!"

Mo asked now, the result is determined.

In the remaining three rings, no matter who can win, it is unlikely that they will defeat Ye Peng.

Mo Wendao is still very confident in his own strength, judging from Ye Peng's performance, there is not much difference between his strength and him.

The premise is that Mo asked, if you don't use the Zhou Tian formation, this defense that can ignore the attacks of the heavens and people, and use this formation to defend, the heavens and people are helpless.

Half an hour later!

Of the two people in the passage, one still has half a meter left, which is even more difficult to walk than the real Wanli.

And the other, two-thirds meters away from the finish line, the gap between the two sides, has narrowed a lot.

"It's just a little bit close!"

The head of the mortal period of cultivation is sweating profusely.

Half a meter away, something that would normally not be half a step, now even a little move will exhaust the strength of the whole body.

"Halfway through it, you can use the secret arts!"

The great master continued to cheer himself up during his cultivation.

It's still a little bit close, as long as you use the secret technique, you can walk directly, and the rest of the distance.

The two of them moved slower than a snail, but they had to persevere.

It's a competition of their own choice, if anyone admits defeat, the place of trial is not so easy to talk about, they have already reached this point, and if they don't finish the rest, they will be sorry for themselves.

"It's time to decide the winner!"

Mo asked, looking at Ring No. 2.

The competition between the two great grandmasters has reached the final stage, and Mo Wendao saw that one of them already had signs of decline.

Ten breaths later!

A light shield fell, and the figure of Number Two vanished.

"Ring two, number three wins!"

The voice announced, who won.

Ring No. 1, No. 2, and No. 5 have already decided the winner, and there are still two rings left.

Mo Keer in the fourth ring is suppressing her opponent, and it seems that her chances of winning are quite large.

Her opponent can defend well under suppression, although she is suppressed and beaten, she does not necessarily, and there is no chance of winning.

"I'm actually practicing my sword!"

Ye Peng looked at the No. 4 ring.

He saw that Mo Ke'er could win the competition, but he didn't win right away, and he was practicing sword with her opponent.

Sword training also requires a good opponent to get the desired effect.

"It seems that Mo Keer's progress is greater than I imagined!"

Mo asked and sighed again.

Whether it was Ye Peng or Mo Ke'er, these two were beyond Mo Wenwen's expectations.

All three of them came out in the same place.

As far as cultivation is concerned, it is Mo who asks the lowest, but the strength is not necessarily, and it is not easy to enter the top ten in the land of trials.

Ring three, it seems, is ready to end.

Ring No. 3, there are a total of three competitions, who has to win two games first, only to know if it will be, whether to finish the three games.

"It's just a little bit close!"

The Great Grandmaster continued to move his steps.

Two-thirds of a meter away, he had already walked a little half, and it was almost time for him to perform the secret technique.

"A tenth of a meter!"

The cultivation of the mortal stage is to the end, and the distance is much closer.

It's this tenth of a meter, he just can't step on his feet, his feet are already slowly moving, or not moving, the difference is not very big.

"It's finally here!"

The Great Grandmaster came to the predetermined place.

As long as you use the secret technique, you can cover the last distance, if you can't win this one, the next two will be even more troublesome.

Half an hour later!

Those who have cultivated in the mortal stage are only one inch away from the end point.

Thump!

If he cultivates in the mortal stage, he falls on his heels, and with his cultivation, it is unlikely that he will fall on his heels.

His opponent, the one in the Great Grandmaster Stage, cast a secret technique and reached the end before him.

"In the first game, the number nine wins!"

The voice announced the result.

It is so fast that it has become the key to deciding the winner, No. 9 has a lead first, and the next two games, the pressure on No. 4 is very great.

If you lose one more game, then there is no hope of qualifying.

"You really have hidden your strength!"

Mortal cultivation is looking at his opponent.

If you use your secret technique to win the first game, you may not be able to play your full strength in the second game.

His chances of winning in the second game are still very good, even in the second game, will it be this kind of very difficult competition.

An easy competition will not have much impact on his opponents.

"There's the next one!"

The Great Grandmaster didn't dare to cultivate, thinking that he would be able to win in this way.

The two of them haven't yet, so if they continue to talk, the second question of the land of trials will come out.

"This time, the test is your ability to endure!"

The second game was still as simple as that.

The next moment, the two of them felt the huge pressure squeezing towards them.

In the face of this sudden pressure, you can only resist with mental power in order to persevere, and this pressure is still there, slowly increasing.

"Whoever of you falls first, this contest is over!"

The criteria for judging reached the ears of the two.

This pressure is not, it appears very regularly, and if you don't deal with it properly, the result is to fall.

"Look at what tricks you can do this time!"

The heart of the mortal cultivation is secretly happy.