The horns roared, the drums were agitated, and in the midst of the noise and people's enthusiastic eyes, the competition of the Martial God Temple kicked off.

In order to prevent indiscriminate filling and evil ways, before the competition, every teenager must enter the "Temple of Light" for a skill test. Except for those teenagers whose cultivation was not qualified, the results of the other people's tests were kept secret. Therefore, before the stage competition, no one will know the true strength of the opponent, and the teenagers who can be left to participate in the competition are the elites of the sect, and everyone has the potential to become a dark horse.

It is also a beautiful day, and the first day of the competition is the blue sky and the scorching sun. More than a dozen rings are lined up, the rings are full of flowers, red felt is paved on the ground, and the heads of various sects and factions are also gathered in one place, and the scene is spectacular.

The opponents and the number of matches in the tournament were completely determined by the draw, and Mo Cong was lucky to be drawn on the first day, and his opponent was also from an unknown small sect. Since Mo Cong was fighting on behalf of the Poison Dragon Family, the ring he was in was already overcrowded, and there were also a few disciples of the Water Moon Sect.

"It's really unimaginable that this sect disciple has actually mixed into the poisonous dragon family, what tricks he can practice in this short period of three years!" A tall and thin young man from the Water Moon Sect looked at Mo Cong in the ring and said coldly, with a mockery on his face.

"Hmph, what else!, it's nothing more than that he has reached the intermediate stage of physical cultivation, and it would be good if he could win this game!" Mo Qiyu, who was standing next to the tall and thin boy, snorted coldly. After speaking, he looked at Liu Yun beside him again, and asked with a smile, "Liu Yun, what do you think?"

"Heh!" Liu Yun smiled lightly, knowing that Mo Qiyu was not well-intentioned, so the girl did not express any opinions.

Mo Cong in the ring was wearing a white gown, revealing a pair of solid and powerful arms, a pair of soft-soled boots under his feet, and the door emblem of the poisonous dragon family embroidered on his chest. But at this moment, Mo Cong seemed to be completely out of state, drooping his head and frowning with a sad face.

"What's wrong with him? Could it be that he has a stiff relationship with Chu Ci?" Liu Yun secretly calculated in her heart that it would be a good thing for her if Mo Cong and Chu Ci had a conflict, but she didn't want Mo Cong to lose this competition, so the girl's face was slightly anxious.

Liu Yun was secretly pondering, and the piercing gong remembered coldly, and the girl was taken aback and shuddered.

The competition has begun, and the air in the audience suddenly froze, and nearly a thousand pairs of hot eyes are staring at the two teenagers in the ring.

"I don't care who you are, anyway, you will lose today!" In the ring, the opponent stretched out a finger, looked at Mo Cong sideways, and said coldly, even so, the name of the poisonous dragon family made him dare not take it lightly.

Hearing this, Mo Cong glanced at him weakly, and an idiot-like smile crossed his mouth. Such a smile angered his opponent.

"You look down on me!"

The young man used all his strength, suddenly stepped forward, and flew up and smashed a punch into Mo Cong's face. Originally, the boy was just a tentative move, and he didn't fully exert his strength, but he unexpectedly hit the target easily, seeing this situation, the boy himself was stunned, took two steps back, and looked at Mo Cong incredulously.

"You" the young man said secretly in his heart: "Heh! It turned out to be a straw bale, I thought it was strong!"

Everyone in the audience was even more stunned, no one expected that the disciples sent by the dignified poisonous dragon family would be so decadent, as if they didn't even have the ability to react at all.

"Ahh

"Mo Cong, what do you want?" Liu Yun shouted.

Not only was Liu Yun anxious, but Poison Dragon Zhi and Mountain Ghost Wen, who were sitting in the VIP seats, stood up almost at the same time.

"Mo Cong, this is a real martial arts competition, not a joke, you can't let him!" Poison Long Zhi shouted with a frown, at this time he really hated to jump into the ring by himself.

"I said, waste will always be waste, it's a pity that my junior sister is not here" Mo Qiyu pursed his lips and smiled coldly, the result in front of him made him satisfied.

"Chu Ci will be very disappointed when he sees it!" "The young man beside Mo Qiyu laughed mockingly.

"Hmph!" Mo Qiyu snorted disdainfully.

Between the words, Mo Cong in the ring had already taken several punches from his opponent, but he was like a stone statue, standing still, not even feeling pain, every punch of the opponent made him feel refreshed, and the harder the opponent hit, the happier he was.

"This guy is stupid!"

"The poisonous dragon family, hurry up and fight back, Lao Tzu has pressed five hundred gold coins on his body!"

"Then you're going to lose!"

"Fuck off! Poison Dragon's family, hit him!

When the people in the audience were discussing, the opponent's unceremonious punch smashed into Mo Cong's heart, this punch was really powerful, the young man's internal force seemed to have penetrated Mo Cong's body, Mo Cong's back suddenly fell back, his legs slowly sank, and a trace of pain finally appeared on his face. The young man confidently jumped to the side, thinking that Mo Cong would fall to the ground, but he didn't expect that Mo Cong straightened up and stood up again.

"What, this can't be, is this guy beaten with iron?" the young man gritted his teeth fiercely, and said secretly in his heart: "Even if you are beaten with iron, I will knock you down." With a cold smile on the young man's lips, he glared at Mo Cong and said, "Since you don't want to make a move, okay, then don't blame me for being rude, look at my tricks!"

As he spoke, the young man stepped back a dozen steps, stood firm, his arms crossed his chest, and a pair of powerful fists rose with a cloud of energy, the young man's clothes were blown by the swirling air current, and a powerful aura gathered in the air. Seeing this, there was silence under the ring, and people frowned, all looking up.

"Xiao Zhi, hurry! go and call Miss Chu!" As he spoke, Mountain Ghost Wen stared at the ring with a pair of tiger eyes, and prayed silently in his heart: "I hope Mo Cong can hold this move!"

"Miss Chu didn't come!" Poison Longzhi glanced at Zhilan's seat, and responded, he was also anxious at this time.

"Are you stupid too!Send someone to Zhilan to please!" As he spoke, two flames seemed to shoot out from the eyes of the mountain ghost.

Poison Longzhi had never seen his cousin so angry, so he subconsciously dodged back, and immediately turned back to look for Xiao Yue, but he didn't see her, so he slapped the table in anger, turned his head and glared at one of his bodyguards, and said, "Go quickly, invite Miss Chu!"

"Yes!"

Before the bodyguard turned around, Poison Longzhi's eyes lit up, in his sight, Xiao Yue was in front, Zhilan and Chu Ci followed closely, and the three girls looked panicked and hurried to the ring.

"What's the situation!" Zhilan glanced at the ring, and her face changed suddenly.

Mo Cong in the ring was already covered in color, and the blood on his face stained his neck and clothes. And his opponent is ready to strike hard.

Seeing this, the corners of Chu Ci's mouth trembled, and tears flowed out.

The girl rushed out of the crowd desperately, and almost used all her strength to cry and shouted: "Brother Mo Cong, fight back, you fight back!"

Chu Ci found that Mo Cong seemed to look at her, and a sad smile crossed his lips, revealing his white teeth stained red with blood. It's a pity that her shout came too late, and at that moment, the opponent's punch also hit the sleepy Mo Cong, Mo Cong's body was like a residual leaf in the wind, and after floating in the air for a while, he fell softly in the ring, not moving. The moment Mo Cong fell to the ground, a bright red pill also popped out of his shirt and rolled down under the ring.

"Ah!" Chu Ci covered her face with her hands, she didn't dare to look at Mo Cong, she didn't dare to accept this reality, the girl's body slowly softened, and crystal tears fell from between her fingers to the ground, "Brother Mo Cong"

"Mo Cong, useless thing, you stand up for me!" Zhilan shouted viciously.

At this time, Zhilan, Poison Longzhi, and Mountain Ghost Wen all crowded into the ring.

"He actually didn't even take the healing medicine" The scene when Mo Cong fell to the ground, Poison Longzhi saw it really clearly, he picked up the healing pill on the ground, and there was a sudden pain in his heart, "Mo Cong, good brother, stand up quickly!" Poison Longzhi's arms were trembling, and the young master Poison Dragon, who had always been cynical, wept for others for the first time in his life.

"It's useless, Brother Mo Cong" Chu Ci looked at the few teenagers around him weakly, full of tears, Mo Cong's eyes at that moment made her feel terrified, and in his eyes Chu Ci seemed to have seen a tragic result.

"My baby, what's wrong with you?"

Zhilan and Poison Longzhi were looking at the ring at a loss, and a girl wearing a "snow-colored lotus robe" with teary eyes suddenly squeezed out of the crowd, followed by two top masters of the Medical Immortal Sect. The person who came was Ma Xiaohua.

"Go, beat that kid to death!" Ma Xiaohua pointed to the proud opponent in the ring and said fiercely.

Hearing this, the two disciples of the Medical Immortal Sect looked at each other, and one of them looked at Mo Cong in the ring with sharp eyes, and said, "Senior sister, don't worry, he should be fine." ”

"Nonsense, people are lying down"

Ma Xiaohua was halfway through her words, but she saw Mo Cong's body move, and then the young man supported his body with trembling arms and staggered to his feet

Originally, everyone in the audience had held their breath, just waiting for the official to finish the trick. Seeing this, there was thunderous applause under the ring, but people were disappointed again, because they found that Mo Cong didn't seem to have any intention of fighting back, he stood up and tilted his head, pointed at his opponent with his finger, and then pointed to his chest, which was clearly signaling his opponent to fight there. Mo Cong was already desperate, the moment he saw Chu Ci and Mo Qiyu together, he was completely desperate, he felt that he had stood on the edge of despair, irreparable, and death became no longer terrible for him at this moment.

"He's looking for death!" Zhilan said through gritted teeth.

"Brother Mo Cong, you can't do that" Chu Ci shouted almost in despair, but her shout seemed so fragile.

"Xiao Zhi, hurry, quickly throw the clothes up, we admit defeat!"

"Throw in the towel"

Poison Dragon Zhi was really unwilling, but he didn't want to watch Mo Cong being killed.

"Admit defeat!" Chu Ci said coldly, the girl bit her red lips tightly, blood flowed between her teeth, and tears had blurred her vision, the girl glanced at the ring again, and said fiercely: "He wants to die, then die together!" With a roar, Chu Ci's hands rose with strength, the girl unbuttoned the collar one by one, revealing a snow-white neck, and a pair of upright jade rus hidden in the clothes loomed, at this moment, she couldn't care about being reserved, her hands were forceful, and she tore off the red rope on her neck, and the fast speed and toughness made the originally soft rope become a sharp blade, and blood flowed out of the girl's palm, staining the ground red.

"If you want to die, then let's die together!" Chu Ci let out a last angry shout, and the half piece of jade unicorn stained with the girl's fiery blood rolled in the brilliant sunlight, emitting a dazzling light, drawing a beautiful arc, and slapping Mo Cong's face.

At this time, Mo Cong's opponent had woken up from his shock, and the young man looked at Mo Cong incredulously, he felt that it was not an opponent standing opposite him, but a demon who could not be killed.

"Okay, then I'll let you taste my tricks again!" the boy gasped, drenched in sweat.

Mo Cong grabbed the piece of jade casually, and although he was badly injured, his hand was still agile. He held the jade unicorn up to his eyes, and the piece of jade was dripping with blood.

"Senior sister!" Mo Cong seemed to wake up from a dream, holding the jade tightly in his hand, the young man looked at the audience, he saw the figure of Chu Ci, the light blue figure had run farther and farther, and there was a line of crystal tears floating behind the girl, shining flawless in the warm sunlight.

"Mo Cong, remember Master's words, you must take care of your junior sister" Master's dying instructions seemed to float from the sky, echoing in Mo Cong's ears.

"Mo Cong, if Chu Ci has three long and two short, I will let you not have a full corpse!" Under the ring, Zhilan was already incoherent, threw out a cruel word, and turned to catch Chu Ci.

At this moment, Mo Cong didn't have time to think too much, because his opponent had already used enough strength, like a fierce tiger, his fists slammed towards him with a fierce air current. This move was menacing, and the young man almost used all the internal force in his body to make this amazing blow.

Seeing that the opponent's fist was approaching Mo Cong, everyone in the audience took a breath almost at the same time and let out an exclamation of exclamation.

At that moment, Mo Cong's body flashed easily, and he effortlessly dodged the boy's attack, and at the moment when the opponent and himself intervened, Mo Cong raised his right hand and buckled the opponent's wrist vein, and with a wave of his left hand, he hit the boy's chest firmly.

"Left hand, do you see? He used his left hand" Poison Long Zhi almost forgot his identity and jumped up frantically, as if he wanted to tell everyone the secret of Mo Cong's use of his left hand.

"It's the left hand, I can see it clearly!" said Mountain Ghost Wen, shaking Poison Longzhi's shoulder.

Except for the two of them, the air beneath the ring froze again, and Mo Cong's opponent was already lying quietly in the ring, and it looked like it was impossible for him to stand up again in the allotted time.

"This kid is really good!"

"Hey! I know I'm going to win today!"

"Senior sister, junior sister!" Mo Cong also didn't care about the prison officer's obstruction, and jumped out of the ring desperately, and the cheers of the people were left far behind him. That pale blue figure had disappeared, and at that moment, a particularly bright and clear feeling suddenly flashed in Mo Cong's mind, Chu Ci was no longer his little junior sister, but the whole of his life.

"Hey, you" The supervisor pointed at Mo Cong, then looked at the young man who fell straight in the ring, blinked a pair of round eyes, and shouted in the direction where Mo Cong ran: "You, you won!"