"It's all a group of hypocritical guys, don't they just want the inheritance of the Sword Emperor, why bother saying it like that!Big brother is really, how can he be willing to talk to these people!" Wang Xiaosan looked at Xu Mu who was surrounded by a group of people and said. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"You don't see that the eldest brother is just coping with it, and there is no meaning of deep friendship at all, besides, with their current status, how can they compare with us!"

Shi Jin grinned, he didn't care about these at all, now he was in a good mood, and it was already good that he could enter the second round, so he didn't think about any good results today.

The competition soon began. On the four test tables, the tricks that come and go are dazzling. People can only see the wonderful reading and pay attention to that, and the effect will be stronger.

Where there is contrast, there is a gap.

Among the four groups that appeared first, one group was the fastest, that was the group of the Sword Sect, and that young man was the one who defeated Wang Xiaosan in one move. This time it was also very direct, it was still a punch when it went up, and it flew out directly from the opposite side. The remaining three groups have just begun, and this side is already over.

People exclaimed the strength of this young man, and a name spread among the crowd.

Mo Li, the most powerful disciple of the Sword Sect, has fought with the people of the Demon Clan several times, and he was already at the peak of the Divine Pill three years ago, and he could have won the top spot, but he didn't expect to be taken the top spot by a sudden Yuwen Fei.

The top of this year's list should be his, there is no big doubt, he is indeed very strong, very strong!

At the end of the competition here, people can only casually find one of the other three groups to watch, there is nothing particularly outstanding, the strength of the two sides is similar, and the winner is determined after a long time.

By this time, there are very few people who lose in dozens of moves, so each competition will take a long time, and there will even be a situation where both sides lose, and in such a situation, many competitions start to become a little boring.

Many people win when the opponent's spiritual power is exhausted, and such a protracted battle makes people gradually lose patience. Even many of the contestants began to give up, knowing that they would not do the so-called struggle even if they were defeated, as if all of a sudden, the struggle became a little faster.

Soon, it was Xiao Mo. This time, Xiao Mo's draw was in front of Shi Jin.

Shi Jin patted Xiao Mo's shoulder, looked at the young man in front of him who was many years younger than himself, and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, you are better than us, I think you can!"

Xiao Mo nodded, smiled, and walked onto the test table.

This time I was competing with Xiao Mo for a poisonous person, dressed in tatters, with a small wine jug hanging under his belt, and his hair was fluffy, much like the modern popular style of killing Matt. If you look closely, you still see a fair-skinned teenager, but there is nothing worthy of compliment except on your face.

At the beginning of the competition, Xiao Mo still didn't move, he was waiting for the opposite side to make a move, he was used to this.

Seeing that Xiao Mo didn't move, the young man waved his hand, and a handful of powder flew out, and the moment it touched the air, it directly turned into a white mist, coming towards Xiao Mo. The white mist filled the air, and soon surrounded Xiao Mo. Although the white mist was scarce, Xiao Mo, who was in it, felt as if he couldn't distinguish the direction, and this white mist still had a slightly stimulating smell.

It should be non-toxic!

When he was in the Xuanying Continent, Xiao Mo also had some research on poison, so this kind of white mist should make himself unable to identify the direction, which would have a certain impact on himself, so that he could slow down his attack speed, and it would also have a certain impact on his judgment, so that his combat power would be very low.

Xiao Mo, who was in the mist, felt a dangerous aura behind him, dodged sideways, and a flying arrow passed in front of him against his face.

It's such a fast arrow, and the flying arrow comes and goes without a trace, and it seems that there is more than one, this way, that side, the whirring sound sounded in Xiao Mo's ears. Xiao Mo couldn't see it, so he couldn't tell his own position, so he could only avoid these arrows.

The arrow is fast, but Xiao Mo is already in the god position, so naturally these can still be seen clearly.

Xiao Mo secretly poured his aura towards his dantian, and with a strong force to disperse it, a powerful aura rushed out, blowing away these white smokes, and these flying arrows naturally appeared in front of him. As soon as they fell, these flying arrows had already been shot down by Xiao Mo to the ground.

Is this a trick?

The tattered young man of the Poison Gate looked at the formation he had painstakingly studied being broken, and he was suddenly a little frustrated, and he couldn't help but feel some jealousy towards Xiao Mo.

However, the poison boy did not retreat, but picked up his wine jug, took a sip, and then squirted out violently, stood with both hands, muttered a few words in his mouth, and a giant appeared in front of him.

It was a hulk, covered with green hair, with a majestic face, holding a giant axe in his hand, with green smoke in his mouth, staring at Xiao Mo with his eyes, and then walking towards Xiao Mo.

What is this? Yin corpse? impossible!

The appearance of the Hulk made people all look at Xiao Mo and them, discussing the sudden appearance of the Hulk.

Xiao Mo didn't panic, he knew that it was related to this wine jug, or a fantasy born from the wine jug.

Xiao Mo's mind quickly judged everything in front of him.

This green smoke should be poisonous and cannot be inhaled, and it even needs to wrap one's body in aura. This should be the last blow of this young man, and it seems that he is going to give full play to his four elephant skills.

Sitting cross-legged on the test table, Xiao silently surrounded his aura around him, like a breath, completely enveloping himself, and the audience outside could only see a vague figure.

"What kind of exercise is this?" asked a young man wearing Sword Sect clothes and asked Senior Brother Zhao Qi on the side.

"This is not the art of war, this should be to wrap your whole body with your own aura. Zhao Qi replied with a heavy face, in this case, he should be in the late stage of the Divine Pill, Zhao Qi looked at Xiao Mo's eyes with a hint of viciousness.

"But it's not that the aura will disperse quickly, he has no aura, he is really stupid!" the Sword Sect disciple said with a smile, "I guess he will be injured by this Hulk!"

"It's just a little person, and he still wants to clamore to win the top spot, and he doesn't look at what he is!" Zhao Qi scolded, showing a look of indifference, turning his head to look away, in fact, his mind was still here, although he especially didn't want Xiao Mo to win, but he had a feeling that this Xiao Mo would win this competition, maybe he would really be a more difficult opponent after this! )