North District of the Academy, Contest District.

At this time, ten jousting rings have been vacated in the tournament area, where 1,000 students will compete in martial arts, and it is said that the first place will go down in the history of the academy.

For the sake of fairness, the academy asked each of the 1,000 students to receive a number on their life cards, and Mo Ming's life card showed three hundred and two.

"Now, I'm here to announce the rules of the competition, and the number 1 to 20 of the life card exam will be listed."

Mr. Lin hasn't seen him for a long time, but he is still so resolute.

"Very good, now No. 1 and No. 2 go to the first martial arts ring, No. 3 and No. 4 go to the second martial arts ring, and so on, which ring in the back is vacant, which one will go, understand?"

"Understood." A thousand students roared in unison.

Twenty students work in groups of two, and ten rings compete at the same time, and each ring has a referee responsible for student safety.

After the two groups came to the stage, they clasped their fists and saluted, and then each took out their spiritual weapons, back and forth, and the fight was not lively.

This is the case with the martial arts competition, there is no spiritual decision, only martial arts, the most famous martial arts of the dynasty are in the Martial Arts Academy, which is the paradise of the martial arts, and the most famous martial arts sword saints in history are all from the Martial Arts Academy.

And Qiling Academy mainly teaches spiritual decision, and there is basically no martial arts, so those students who know martial arts have learned it in their own families since childhood.

……

Due to the large gap in the strength of the students, the competition went on very quickly, and in the afternoon, it was finally Mo Ming's turn.

"Game 151 begins."

As the referee's voice fell, the 151st competition officially began.

Mo Ming touched the black sword with his hand, entered the aura in his body, and suddenly felt that his blood was connected, and the opponent Meteor also used a sword, and the two of them clasped their fists and saluted.

Meteor has practiced a set of ancestral meteor swordsmanship since he was a child, this is the inheritance of the family, even if the spiritual vein is not obvious in the future, there can be a back road, this back road is to go to the Martial Spirit Academy, this is the path that most cultivators can choose.

What about Mo Ming? Since he was a child, he likes to catch fish, so Mo Ming's attention ability and reaction ability are all first-class, plus the baptism of the soul power of "Black Carbon", except for the active attack, it is not a problem to see the move.

So there was a stalemate between the two, one had first-class swordsmanship, and the other saw the moves, especially Mo Ming, who was calm and relaxed, and he was at ease.

"You're not doing it right, a little further."

"Your move is wrong, be stronger."

"Look at it, your sword moves are too rigid, and you can't beat anyone."

The meteors are almost angry, this Mo Ming is too annoying.

"If you don't fight, I'll admit defeat." Meteor turned and left.

"Hey, don't go, are you done with your swordsmanship? Do you want to try it one last resort? ”

"Test your size, get out!"

Mo Ming touched his head, "Didn't provoke her?" ”

"Victory of the three hundred and two." Fortunately, the referee's voice appeared in time to stop the fight.

After Mo Ming won, he didn't continue to watch the competition, but returned to his room in the West District.

Today's battle has gained a lot, especially the exquisite sword moves of the meteor, which are still echoing in my mind.

"This black sword can actually accept my spiritual power?"

Mo Ming's spiritual power has changed to color since the last time he was unconscious, and it is extremely violent, and it is unknown if there are any other changes.

Put away the black sword, Mo Ming took out the "black charcoal", which is like gold but not gold, like wood and not wood, which can strengthen the soul and heal the body.

If it weren't for this "black charcoal" suppression, the aura in Mo Ming's body would have rioted.

Mo Ming put the black charcoal on his forehead and tried to communicate with his spirit, but unfortunately the "black charcoal" did not respond.

"Grandpa once said that if you asked me to go to the city to close down and cultivate, I can refine 'black charcoal' by the way?"

"I'm in the Lockdown Enlightenment Academy now, by the way, by the way, is it to refine?" Mo Ming was puzzled, so he waited until he reached the spirit level and had the spiritual fire.

Mo Ming took out another kettle, which was also equipped with two water cups, but there was no response after tinkering for a long time.

In the end, Mo Ming took out another elixir, Mo Ming opened his mouth, wanting to swallow it in one gulp, but finally didn't dare to move, after all, this is not an ordinary elixir.

"There's so much mess that there's almost no place to put it." Mo Ming asked in his mind, hoping that Xiao Ling would have a way.

"I know that there is a kind of ring that can be stored, called the Space Ring, which has a Space Stone on it, which can open up a small space to use.

However, the space stone is too rare, and the space ring is even more priceless, I don't know if it can be exchanged in the academy. ”

"There really is!" Mo Ming was overjoyed.

"Go find the Armory Elder."

In the arsenal of the southern district, the elder asked Mo Ming's contribution value after learning about Mo Ming's intention.

"More than fifty thousand." Mo Ming had more than 10,000 contribution points before, and he earned more than 40,000 contribution points in the secret realm, and now he has almost 60,000 contribution points, and the black sword elder confiscated the contribution points, saying that it was worthless.

"Fifty thousand...... It's almost there, forget it, I'll give you a discount, 50,000 is just right. The elder took Mo Ming's life card and said with a grin.

"Drop, please confirm the payment of 50,000 contribution points." The sound of Mo Ming's heart breaking came from the credit card machine.

"Confirm!" Mo Ming's heart was dripping blood, and for the sake of long-term planning, he admitted it.

"Boy, you haven't broken through the spirit level for a long time, is it for that super-grade cultivation technique? If the spiritual power does not break through for a long time, it will damage the foundation, although there are masters to help you suppress it, but this is not a long-term solution. ”

"In this way, I have a book of mental methods here that can help you calm your mind and get rid of impetuousness."

"And such exercises?"

"It's the mind."

"But I don't have any contribution value." Mo Ming wanted it in his heart, and the elder's mental method would definitely be useful.

"It's okay, I'll give you a discount." The elder stroked his beard.

"How many are left?"

"A thousand, is it enough?"

"Enough, enough, enough." Mo Ming held the small note handed over by the elder, his hands trembling.

"Go back to the room and open it again." The elder kindly reminded, "If you go slowly, you are welcome to come back next time!" ”

"Thank you, Elder."

Mo Ming now had the smiling face of the elder in his mind, and when he returned to the room and opened the "note", he saw that it was written: "Calm down, breathe deeply, exhale, breathe again, exhale again, okay."

"Okay? I'm afraid I'm going to hang up! The elder in Mo Ming's heart turned into a vampire, his head turned black, and he fainted.

Mo Ming woke up quietly under the treatment of "black charcoal", experienced the ups and downs of life, and seemed to have matured a lot.

On the third day, the North District competition area.

After two days of competition, the winner's group and the loser's group were decided, the winner's group continued to compete in the tournament area, and the loser's group went to the square area to compete.

The rules of the competition are the same as yesterday, two groups of two people closest to each other will decide the winner.

Today's opponent of Mo Ming is a man, a strong man of the mortal level, but when Mo Ming saw him, he seemed to see the elder of the arsenal, and he slashed indiscriminately, and directly cut off the spiritual weapon of the other person.

"Three hundred and two wins."

In the afternoon, Mo Ming played another game and entered the top one hundred and twenty-five.

On the fourth day, Mo Ming met an acquaintance in the fourth game.

"Huang Ye!"

"Mo Ming!"

"Aren't you eliminated?" Mo Ming patted Huang Ye on the shoulder.

"Eliminated by the demon beast, lucky, the contribution value is in the top 1,000." Huang Ye also patted Mo Ming's shoulder.

"Look, the two people in the seventh martial arts ring seem to have a life-and-death feud, and neither of them started fighting without holding their fists."

"I saw that one of them slapped people on the shoulder as soon as they came on the field, as if they were very familiar."

"There's a good show to watch, it's definitely a life-and-death duel, the kind that takes a wife."

Mo Ming didn't know how much trouble his abnormal behavior had caused to others, so he chatted to himself.

"These two have been brewing for too long, are they acquaintances?"

"Come on, don't let the people in the back wait too long, have time to go to my room to talk, I live in room 1987." Mo Ming grinned.

"Come, fight to the death!"

"Rock, scissors, paper."

"I'm out of the stone."

"I'm out of the cloth."

"Haha, I won, you really believe me when I say the stone."

"Count you ruthless." Huang Ye scolded and walked down the seventh martial arts ring, this kind of martial arts competition was a tacit understanding that the two developed when they were in the secret realm of demon beasts.

"Victory of the three hundred and two."

On the fifth day, in the North District competition area, Mo Ming had already entered the top 60, and there was a lucky bye, directly entering the top 16.

At this time, the remaining students are becoming more and more difficult, and often a competition takes half a day.

After three days of high-intensity fighting, Mo Ming was still like no one, and the others were more or less tired.

On the sixth martial arts platform, Mo Ming finally met a cultivator at the primary level of the spirit rank.

This is a wind attribute cultivator, as soon as he came to the stage, all kinds of wind blades were thrown over, and Mo Ming easily dodged it, seeing that the wind blade couldn't help Mo Ming, this wind attribute cultivator pulled out the spirit knife, and slashed out, a huge wind blade swept over, Mo Ming kicked his feet on the ground and jumped up.

"It's now, the Junior Spirit Decisive Wind Demon Dance."

I saw a wind whirlpool appear on the martial platform, and the wind whirlpool slowly became larger, and finally formed a huge tornado, constantly cutting the ground, lifting countless stones, and crashing towards Mo Ming.

"It's over the calf." Mo Ming pointed his sword down, inserted it into the ground, quickly turned around, dug a pit, and then jumped in, at this time the tornado just passed by Mo Ming's side, and hit the inscription barrier that had already been supported by the referee.

"Phew!" Mo Ming pulled out the black sword stuck deep in the pit, and spat out a mouthful of dirt in his mouth.

"Now it's my turn."

The tornado had consumed a large amount of spiritual power from wind attribute cultivators, and now they could only use small wind blades to stop Mo Ming's approach.

Mo Ming's spiritual power consumption is not large, every sword is steady, and the spiritual power of the wind attribute cultivator gradually loses, and after a desperate fight, he is pressed against his neck by Mo Ming's sword.

"The 302nd wins, congratulations on entering the round of 16."

"You're strong." Mo Ming hugged his fists and withdrew from the ring.

"Qiling Academy is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, I was actually defeated by a mortal-level one." The wind attribute cultivator shook his head and touched his neck.

There is another competition today, because the opponent was too seriously injured in the last game, he directly abstained, and Mo Ming directly entered the top eight.

Tomorrow will be a decisive battle, Mo Ming saw the axe in the ring, this young warrior is already a spirit level.