In the midst of the uproar, a blue figure flew into the ring and landed in front of Lan Xi.

The eldest grandson Mo, as his name suggests, is as gentle as jade, and the whole person exudes the atmosphere of a gentle and elegant literati. A pair of clear eyes that were so gentle that they seemed to drip water clamped on a perfectly handsome face, and the long thin hair covered his smooth forehead, hanging down to the thick and slender eyelashes, revealing a noble and elegant temperament all over his body, matching his long and slender figure. The whole person gives people a very comfortable and gentle feeling.

It is said that Eldest Sun Mo is 6783 years old this year, and he is already a ninth-level Immortal Venerable, coupled with his wind, water, and earth physique, it cannot be said that he is not a genius among geniuses, and a leader of the younger generation in the three major hidden families.

As soon as he got into the ring, Changsun Mo's eyes looked at Lan Xi tightly, and his face was a little solemn. Lan Xi is now the peak cultivation of Da Luo Jin Immortal, which he can't catch up with, his only hope is that Lan Xi is only a high level of cultivation, and his actual combat ability is not strong, so with those elixirs and magic weapons in his hands, he still has the strength to fight. In fact, in the eyes of outsiders, the eldest grandson Mo, who is elegant and polite, and has no quarrel with the world, has great ambitions, and he has always wanted to be the first person on the Fengyun Continent. However, unlike his foolish brothers, he knows how to hide better than they do, and he is more popular than them!

"Let's go!" As soon as the referee's voice fell, Changsun Mo rushed up directly, and the strong momentum suddenly covered the entire ring. Eldest Sun Mo knew the gap between the two in his heart, so he was ready to strike first.

"Second-level Luo Heavenly Immortal?" Feeling the unstable aura coming towards him, Lan Xi's brows raised slightly, and his eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest. He had already guessed that this young master of the eldest grandson family, eldest grandson Mo, would most likely use the pill to temporarily improve his cultivation, but most of such pills had great side effects, of course, if this pill was refined by his family's Chenchen, there would be no such situation. However, he didn't expect Changsun Mo to use such an elixir at any cost in order to achieve victory, and it seems that the life of the young master of the eldest grandson family is not so easy.

But also, the three hidden families and the four empires, the seven forces, each of which has ten young masters, who can stand out and sit in the position of the head of the family or the king of a country is still unknown, and if you are not careful, you will become very passive. It is not surprising that even the high-profile eldest grandson Mo attaches so much importance to this competition!

Lan Xi naturally disdained to use cultivation to win, Lan Xi directly suppressed his cultivation at the level of a second-level Luo Heavenly Immortal, his spiritual power moved slightly, and his body rushed up. At the moment when the two of them came into contact, all the water-based spiritual power in Lan Xi's body was mobilized.

With a loud bang, the two palms were together, and the terrifying spiritual power instantly burst out, and the bodies of Lan Xi and Changsun Mo quickly withdrew at the same time.

"Hum-" At the moment when the two separated, he saw Changsun Mo's right hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand. Then, Changsun Mo turned around, turned his right hand, and lightly stepped on the void with his right foot, and his body stabbed directly towards Lan Xi, and the sharp aura instantly covered all Lan Xi's retreats.

Lan Xi's brows furrowed slightly, his spiritual power moved slightly, and the surrounding water system spiritual power directly converged and swept towards Eldest Sun Mo. Although Changsun Mo's current cultivation of the second-level Luo Heavenly Immortal was temporarily possessed by taking pills, it was not stable, but the eleventh-grade primary holy weapon in Changsun Mo's hand could exert a lot of power, which made Lan Xi have to show some true skills without using a higher cultivation! Originally, Lan Xi planned to play casually, and it would be over!

"Hum-" When Lan Xi's water system spiritual technique swept up, the long sword in Changsun Mo's hand suddenly trembled violently. With bursts of fierce trembling, Lan Xi felt that the holy product long sword in Changsun Mo's hand was like a snake, unleashing the water spirit technique he had sent out, and stabbing directly into his chest.

Lan Xi's eyes showed a hint of understanding, but there was a calm on his face, to be precise, except for when facing Zi Chen, Lan Xi's complexion was mostly the same as the current color that could barely be regarded as calm indifference! When the long sword was about to stab Lan Xi, Lan Xi's body took a step back slightly, and the long sword brushed against his body. Lan Xi's brows furrowed slightly, his body took a few steps back again, and with a slight wave of his sleeves, he dispersed the fierce sword qi that followed.

Seeing Lan Xi dodging the past, Changsun Mo smiled coldly, his body spun suddenly, the sword made a buzzing sound again, and with a turn, the long sword in Changsun Mo's hand stabbed back towards Lan Xi again.

Seeing Changsun Mo's actions, Lan Xi raised his eyebrows, a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes, and as soon as his right hand was raised, with a clear sound, a long sword emitting white light appeared in his hand, which was the Zhutian Sword that he and Zi Chen had built together. Originally, Lan Xi didn't want to use the Zhutian Sword, but the eleventh-grade holy primary magic weapon in the eldest grandson's hand kept provoking, which made Lan Xi feel a little unhappy in his heart. The most important thing is that he didn't forget jì, when his family Chenchen flew to the No. 1 ring to fight Duanmu Yujie before, Changsun Mo stared at his family Chenchen's extremely unhappy eyes, even if he didn't use his brain, he knew how dirty this damn guy was at that time! Originally, Lan Xi was planning to secretly find a time to clean up this guy who didn't know how to live or die after the game, but he didn't expect to meet him in the game, it seems that the God of Creation also doesn't like this guy!

Lan Xi didn't deliberately use any high-level sword skills, and directly found the gap between Eldest Sun Mo and stabbed out. He didn't want to use any sword skills to deal with this unpopular guy, as if he valued this guy too much, this guy didn't deserve it at all!

With a soft ding, after a violent collision of the two long swords, the bodies of the two quickly separated and retreated.

When Eldest Sun Mo saw the Heavenly Sword in Lan Xi's hand, his eyes were stunned for a moment, but soon his eyes froze, and his body, which had been retreating, suddenly stopped. With a sudden turn of his body, the phantom flashed, and he rushed towards Lan Xi again, as if he was in the same fate. This is also no way, Eldest Sun Mo never expected that the new chief saint son of the Falling Star Sect also had an eleven-grade holy weapon in his hand, and the level was obviously not lower than this holy weapon in his hand, how could he calm down! You know, the reason why he was confident that he could defeat Lan Xi before, this holy weapon in his hand accounted for a large component, this was his biggest reliance! But now, ......

Lan Xi looked at Changsun Mo who rushed up again, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he didn't rush to attack, when the opponent's long sword was only one meter away from him, Lan Xi suddenly turned around suddenly, the Zhutian Sword in his hand moved slightly, and stabbed forward, there were not so many complicated and fancy movements, just a simple move, the Zhutian Sword seemed to be very slow, but in the blink of an eye, it had already arrived in front of Changsun Mo.

Everyone present was stunned, it seemed that it was Changsun Mo who had the upper hand before, why was it just overnight that the scene was completely reversed!

On the judges' seat, Elder Sheng Yan's face was full of appreciation, and he admired Lan Xi's simple move very much. In his opinion, the new Chief Saint Son of the Falling Star Sect was extremely accomplished in swordsmanship, and even he was inferior to that little guy. Elder Sheng Yan was even considering whether to make an exception to include Lan Xi in the temple in advance, you must know that he is a wind spirit master, his weapon is also a long sword, he has studied swordsmanship for many years, and he has always wanted to find an apprentice who can let him inherit the mantle, but he has never found one that can make him look at it. But the little guy in front of him seems to be very suitable to be his apprentice, but he doesn't know the little guy......

"Poof-" There was a soft sound, and when the tip of the Zhutian Sword was about to stab into Changsun Mo's chest, Lan Xi's right hand suddenly moved, and he didn't stab it directly. I saw Lan Xi's right hand lightly picked, directly stabbed at Changsun Mo's shoulder, and when he withdrew the long sword, Lan Xi seemed to accidentally slip slightly, and the Zhutian sword slashed across Changsun Mo's cheek, leaving a long blood mark on Changsun Mo's handsome face! The pain in the heart made the long sword in Changsun Mo's hand fall to the ground, and at this moment, Lan Xi's body turned into a phantom, and he swung out a palm and hit Changsun Mo's chest hard.

Before Changsun Mo could react, his body flew out, and after slamming into the protective barrier around the ring, he fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing this scene, on the seat of the Poria faction, Ji Feng and Ji Yu laughed out loud, and their master was getting darker and more naïve. Speaking of which, that eldest grandson Mo is really pitiful, but he looked at their housewife a few more times with hot eyes, and he was almost disfigured by his master, which is really pitiful!

"Senior Brother Ji Feng, Senior Brother Ji Yu, what are you laughing at?" A female disciple of the Poria Sect looked at Ji Feng and Ji Yu who were sitting in the front row of her with a smile on her face, and asked in a coquettish voice.

Ji Feng and Ji Yu retracted the smiles on their faces, and replied coldly without looking back: "It's nothing!"

"Senior Brother Ji Feng, Senior Brother Ji Yu, I ......"

On the other side, in the No. 2 ring, Lan Xi put away the Zhutian Sword, smiled slightly, and then looked at Changsun Mo, who was lying on the ground struggling to get up, and said softly: "Accept it!" After speaking, Lan Xi smiled again, his spiritual power fluctuated slightly, and the long sword that fell on the ground suddenly levitated, and galloped towards Changsun Mo who was lying on the ground. After that, Lan Xi glanced back at the referee, and after the referee announced that "No. 1547 Falling Star Sent Park Lanxi to win", he turned around and flew down the No. 2 ring.

On the judges' bench, the temple master looked at the seat of the Falling Star Sect with a smile on his face, and said with a slight smile: "Not bad, not bad! Your disciples from the Falling Star Sect this time are very good! hehehe......"

Hearing the words of the Temple Lord Shengtian, the high-level expressions of the major forces present were different, and Ling Yihai, the representative of the Falling Star Sect and the Third Supreme Elder of the Falling Star Sect, heard the words of the Temple Lord Shengtian, and his eyebrows and eyes were crooked with a direct smile, and his mouth was cracked. As for the elders of the three hidden families, including the eldest grandson Kongming, Alfalfa Shengyang and Shan Yu Hongtian, their faces changed slightly, but they quickly regained their calm, but their eyes were flashing with a layer of murderous intent, but they were well covered up, and no one noticed. Of course, there were also some brainless people, just like the Chief Supreme Elder of the Feiyun Sect, Elder Wuqin, after hearing Shengtian's words, his face suddenly became ugly, staring at the seat of the Falling Star Sect, his face was full of hideous killing intent, making it difficult for the people around him to ignore it!

The sky is getting hazy and the first day of competition is slowly coming to an end. Although the duration of each battle is not particularly long, but the number of participants in the competition is large, after this game, the remaining 1,000 players in each group have only eliminated less than one-fifth, and the second round seems to take at least five days. Zichen felt bored when he thought about it, but there were rules in the competition, no matter whether there was an event on the day or not, all the contestants had to be present, so the idea of going out to play in the interval between the races was so ruined.

"Tomorrow the game continues!" After another game, the Templar Master's indifferent voice rang out. After that, everyone withdrew from the arena one after another.

Zi Chen stood up and stretched his body a little, he was tired enough to sit here all afternoon.

"Tired?" Lan Xi reached out to support Zi Chen's slender waist, kneading it gently, and asked softly. I made Chenchen tired last night, and I couldn't rest well today, when I go back tonight, he must give Chenchen a good massage, looking at his Chenchen's tired expression, Lan Xi feels really distressed!

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