When the sky was dark and the cool breeze was blowing, the competition for the strongest students in the instant domain finally began. Forty-eight exhibition rings, and at the same time the war began. In less than a moment, all 92 candidates have already been decided. However, the real show is just beginning.

Mo Liang and Wang Lingfeng were drawn in a group, and the young man and girl in front of Mo Liang were drawn in a group. I don't know if it's deliberate, Tianjiao from the same holy city is all caught in a civil war.

In addition, it is basically each Holy City student against the last Holy Land student.

Han Bing's opponent was a clan Tianjiao beside Wang Weikun, who couldn't be named, but he was also very proud to face Han Bing.

Cui Xi and Zhong Li each faced the clan Tianjiao from the Holy Domain.

When the fourteen young men of the Qi Sea Realm stepped into the ring, their momentum was certainly not comparable to the selection of students in the ink period, one after another stabbing souls and yuan power emerged, shining in the darkness, but there was a smell like gunsmoke in the silence, as if it was about to detonate the blood.

Wang Lingfeng's white hair is crazy and ghostly, in the evening wind, like a white demon. His eyes overflowed with a faint madness, and with a pop, cyan yuan power flowed.

"Mo Liang, although I am not sure of defeating you, but I am by no means easy to defeat! With you, you have not yet despised my strength!"

Mo Liang raised his hand slightly, and black thorns came out of his sleeves, and surrounded him in his palm, holding up a small flower. His eyes were fixed on the appearance of the stabbing soul, and after a slight silence, he raised his head to look at Wang Lingfeng, as if ignoring his words, and smiled, "Wang Lingfeng, what I want to explain, are you ready?"

Wang Lingfeng's face was suddenly gloomy, and he gritted his teeth with hatred.

Mo Liang smiled. But I felt a little interested. Not long since. This hatred gave him immense motivation. Let him sleep at night, and never slack off for a day. But today, when he found that Wang Lingfeng could no longer cause him a trace of pressure, that hatred and desire gradually disappeared.

Perhaps, all hatred is nothing but anger at one's own incompetence!

His heart was not shocked, and he no longer had the desire to laugh when he looked at Wang Lingfeng. "Come on!" he raised his hand, his eyes as indifferent as water.

Mo Liang's bland posture. For Wang Lingfeng, who thinks he is proud, it is really a provocation. This is also Wang Lingfeng's hatred.

Wang Lingfeng's eyes froze, and the white stinging soul fluttered up, jumping around his body, and fluttering together with his arrogant dancing white hair, the momentum was amazing. Roar ~ Roar ~ Roar ~ Bai Qi looked up to the sky and roared, and the beast roared loudly, which made Mo Liang's ring more attention.

Wang Lingfeng's palm swept through a bag from his waist, and a sword immediately appeared in his hand.

The sword glowed blue. A silver-white sword spike hung on the pale cyan hilt, and the moment the sword came out. People saw the cyan wind swirling on all sides of the ring, and a sense of agility and fluttering came to people's minds.

"What a sword!"

Many Wen Xiu's eyes lit up. This sword must be a sharp weapon that has been attached to the formation, and it doesn't seem to be simply attached, it is likely to be a stacked formation.

In this way, the power of the sword is greatly increased!

Many Wen Xiu, when they entered the Qi Sea Realm, when the Yuan Power was crumbling, they would choose to temper a weapon, which greatly increased the lethality of Wen Xiu. The human body is certainly powerful, but compared to the equally powerful divine weapons, it is only flesh and blood.

Wang Lingfeng was obviously prepared, and with the power of weapons, the threat to Mo Liang increased greatly.

Mo Liang's gaze paused on the blade, and he became a little cautiously guarded. The sharpness of the blade also made his skin and flesh chill.

"Mo Liang's situation is not good!"

Han Bing, who had a bye, had been standing under Mo Liang's ring, frowning and worrying when he saw Wang Lingfeng's cyan yuan force slowly urging the sword and the blue light was permeating.

"Today, I'll let you try the 'Wind Chasing Sword Duel' in my Wind Annihilation Technique!"

Wang Lingfeng's white eyebrows were raised, his starry eyes flashed, and when he raised his sword, it turned into a cyan whirlwind, floating suddenly. The Annihilation Wind Duel is both swift and fierce at the same time, and Wang Lingfeng's talent is indeed good, so the sword duel is already very amazing under the first practice, forcing Mo Liang to retreat again and again to avoid its edge.

Wang Lingfeng chased after him, every step was as light as the wind, and every time the sword was split, a cyan brilliance appeared, and under the rapid speed, soon there was a dense bamboo forest on the ring.

From an outsider's point of view, Mo Liang looked like he was being pressed and beaten by Wang Lingfeng, fleeing in all directions.

There were bursts of exclamations, and the tens of thousands of Wen Xiu who were standing on the side of Mo Liang stared at each other, and their hearts were about to jump out. Several times, I saw Mo Liangdu narrowly escape from the edge of the ring from the strangulation of the cyan sword light.

People are worried about Moliang.

That sharp weapon, at first sight, is an extraordinary thing, and Wang Lingfeng's moves are like a forest like a sea, if he is injured, he will be bruised all over his body, and he will be seriously injured in an instant.

However, in this ring, who fights knows who is fighting.

Wang Lingfeng's eyes were staring at Mo Liang, almost bleeding. His moves are sharp, but he is still rusty, and Mo Liang seems to be pressed and beaten by him, but he is clearly probing his details.

Now, Mo Liang's occasional move directly makes him extremely uncomfortable, and even his moves are a little messy. If it weren't for the sharp edge of the sword in his hand, I'm afraid Mo Liang would have already fought back!

"Stop!"

The more Wang Lingfeng fought, the more uncomfortable he became, as if he had a mouthful of blood in his chest, and he opened his eyes and shouted angrily.

But I didn't expect Mo Liang to really stand!

The two stood at opposite ends of the ring, staring wide-eyed.

Wang Lingfeng really shouted angrily, the sword blade was pulled in a circle in his hand, and the whole person jumped up, the human sword was united, turning into a churning dragon, spinning and rolling up the cyan whirlpool, rushing forward. The cyan Yuan Force brought up a large ripple, like a lying storm, sweeping away.

The crowd exclaimed!

Such a move is obviously a big move that Wang Lingfeng has been brewing for a long time.

But what made Wang Lingfeng vomit blood was that when Mo Liang saw him pick up the sword flower, he ran away with oil under his feet. Even if his move was as fast as lightning, it wouldn't touch the corners of Mo Liang's clothes.

"There's such a trick! It's strange if you can hit it......"

After Mo Liang dodged, he shook his head and muttered, watching Wang Lingfeng's gaze become more and more strange and strange.

"But he's got a new move......!"

Being able to stand out among the seven cities, Wang Lingfeng is by no means the kind of guy who can be underestimated. Mo Liang's cautious appearance of sailing a 10,000-year-old ship made Wang Lingfeng feel aggrieved.

Not so bullying!

Obviously he can fight, but he doesn't fight him! And in this grudge ring, he is not willing to surrender......

The time dragged on for more and more, until Wang Lingfeng beat a simple set of moves three times, and Mo Liang was still hiding around without hurrying.

Under the ring, the people who had already finished the battle also shook their heads.

Isn't it a kind of contempt to be too cautious......

In people's eyes, Wang Lingfeng showed too many flaws, which was enough for Mo Liang to win with one blow, but Mo Liang did not make a move for a long time, but was maneuvering, circling, and maneuvering with Wang Lingfeng......

Mo Liang was not afraid at all, and wanted to see how strong Wang Lingfeng could burst out.

"Wang Lingfeng defeated ......"

The mysterious boy, who was the first to end the battle, shook his head and said to his opponent, the girl who was his partner. The two fought in a civil war, and neither of them made a move, so the girl took the initiative to admit defeat. It seems that she has no desire to show at all.

"He's an adversary, do you want to meet him?"

The girl held a wooden pole in her arms, taller than the rest of her, and asked softly without looking back.

"Let's fight! I can feel the aura of terror in his body!" the mysterious young man nodded faintly and said.

"Then you're going to be in the finals. The girl looked back in surprise.

The boy nodded, "Let's go in." Anyway, what we meant was to see the strength of the other guys!

He speaks, with great confidence, and has no doubt that he is not capable of reaching the final.

The girl sighed, then turned her head and continued to look at Mo Liang, but she didn't question the strength of the young man. She only said, "Keep it low-key! If you win the championship, I'm afraid there will be too many eyes staring." ”！！！

The two talked softly, but when others heard the words, they would laugh off their big teeth. It seems that the championship is a no-brainer.

But looking at their expressions, it clearly doesn't look like they're lying about it.

The teenagers of the Qi Sea Realm came over one after another. Cui Shi, Zhong Li, Han Bing, Wang Weikun...... One by one, on both sides of the victory and defeat, only three of the proud Tianjiao of the Holy Domain won in the first round.

Wang Weikun's complexion is not good-looking, and the Tianjiao players in the Holy Domain have lost too badly!

And the high-level leaders of the quasi-guards, guards, academies, and clans who always pay attention to the results also sigh slightly at this result.

"In this year's Seven Cities, Tianjiao has emerged. Their strength is much better than in previous years!" Dean Hou had to sigh.

"On the eve of the great chaos, there will be a big difference! The Northern Heaven is in turmoil, and there will be some geniuses!" Han Lidao looked at the reckless Northern Heaven, his face was not relaxed.

"It's that Mo Liang, isn't it too child's play?"

His gaze turned and fell on Mo Liang, his voice deep. With his strength, how could he not see that Mo Liang had already won. First he was late for the general election, and then he played with his opponent, such a young hero, which really disappointed him.

"Teenager ......"

Dean Hou smiled, but he had some appreciation for Mo Liang.

No matter how the bigwigs judged, for ordinary Wen Xiu, Mo Liang's battle was incomparably wonderful! In the end, only Mo Liang and Wang Lingfeng were left fighting, and people's enthusiasm was even higher, roaring to the sky.

"That's it!"

Mo Liang stood still with ease and drank cold. Wang Lingfeng's moves were messy, his sharpness was completely gone, and he didn't even have half a threat.

After this battle, I am afraid that Wang Lingfeng will not be able to raise the courage to fight with Mo Liang in the future.

The palm of the surprise attack was imprinted on Wang Lingfeng's chest, directly knocking him out of the ring. Mo Liang was victorious, and the whole people rejoiced.

This battle is full of turmoil, ups and downs, thrilling, and Jedi counterattacks......

Mo Liang, a young hero, is more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. (To be continued.) )