"After four rounds of selection, a total of 16 people successfully advanced to the final round of the school palace admissions, and now I will announce the list of finalists and the corresponding rules, please respond when you hear the name, and cancel the next round of participation within half a pillar of incense for no reason, and will not be replaced." On the stage, there were still the cold voices of Yan Xuanwu and Huang Chao, but this time Huang Chao was in charge.

"The first, Donglu Xiansan, to; the second, Xiqi Moyuqiu, to; The third, Beihai Chongxiao, to; the fourth, Nanchu Feng Moyu, to; the fifth, Chao Ge Ji Xin Ying, to; the sixth, Donglu Huajing, to; The seventh, Chaoge Shang Qing'er, arrived; The eighth, the king of the North Sea, arrives in ...... The sixteenth Xiqi Blue Constellation, to. ”

"One person is not bad, if you still have any other things, please solve it as soon as possible, once the rules of the event are announced, you can only enter the arena and start fighting."

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"Okay, I think it's almost over, and then I'll announce the rules of the event, it's still the same formula, big brawl, as long as the last four people, team up and singles, but it's strictly forbidden to kill, and the killer will be disqualified from the game. The surrendered and unconscious are considered to have lost the match. There are no field boundaries in this game, and no battles can be fought outside the field, but those who fail to play within three breaths of falling off the field are considered to lose the game. Do you have any objections? ”

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"Good! If there is no objection, I will announce the start of the final round of this admissions competition. ”

It's a big brawl, the situation of the first few games is still in front of you, who is willing to touch these four fierce gods, even if it is twelve to four, it may not be able to fight, twelve to one may be enough to choke. Everyone is looking for teammates in the original group or other acquaintances who are temporarily hugging together, first look at the situation and then say, no one wants to start this first.

Especially the people around Mo Yuqiu, after all, this smiling young lady is still very popular with the people.

But Mo Yuqiu said: "You can only enter four people, everyone can think about it, instead of being afraid and hesitating, why not fight hard, so that there may be hope, and then it will live up to the original intention of pursuing the title of evil fighter." ”

"Yes, do you remember that in the third game, everyone also wanted to team up with Miss Yuqiu, and didn't they need to fight for it themselves? Short-term warmth is not the goal, the ultimate goal is only the title of the evil fighter, all the way to the last step, we should stick to the original intention, even if the head is broken and the blood flows? At least we have fought hard, and it can be regarded as worthy of our pursuit. ”

Hearing the whispers in the crowd, Mo Yuqiu didn't take it to heart, she has her arrogance, she is a shining first-time tester, and they all shine in the retest to varying degrees, only her battle can only be regarded as unsatisfactory, even the pharmacist Huajing is more powerful than her, how can this make our extremely self-esteemed Miss Mo Yuqiu feel comfortable? She is more easy-going, but it doesn't mean that she has to go to the end by virtue of being gregarious, the only support she needs to show is her confident strength.

"Today, there will be a battle with those three people!"

Hua Jing also had similar thoughts, but he wanted to team up with Mo Yuqiu, after all, he swore to be the man behind her, or the man behind Ji Xinying, of course, this possibility is relatively small, hehe. What kind of excuse and reason are you thinking about to approach Mo Yuqiu? Looking at so many people around her, but at this moment, there is a little frost on her face, and the feeling of rejecting people thousands of miles away is becoming more and more solemn.

Well, be sure to find a suitable time to approach and find a suitable opportunity to talk. Huajing fell into a frenzied thinking.

But at this moment, a pretty little girl bowed her head slightly and walked straight towards him, wasn't this the female mage who was spanked by him on his shoulder for the second time? It seems to be called Shang Qing'er, a singer. She wants to do nothing, and she wants to be spanked. Huajing is still dead.

The little girl was obviously afraid that the goods would suddenly be violent, so she stopped not far away, slowly raised her head and looked at the goods with some embarrassment, feeling a little like saying something but not knowing what to say. To be honest, she didn't know why she came over, but when she saw that cheap smile, it seemed that her body was attracted uncontrollably, and the disgusting expression she used to have in the past seemed to be okay at the moment, and the smile was not too hateful.

"Well, little girl, do you have any problems?" Huajing saw this little girl coming over and standing in front of him, looking up slightly from time to time, looking like she wanted to say something, what kind of trouble is this, you don't have to be like this if you are handsome. Secretly.

"Well, I miss you...... Oh no, I want to team up with you, I don't know if I can? The female mage squirmed and finally spoke.

"Hey, what am I? You miss me, you want me to you. "Huajing, this product is YD again.

"Well, that's fine, but we still need to find a warrior, otherwise we won't have much of an advantage." With different hearts and mouths, he replied seriously.

"Well, okay, let's take a look." Shang Qing'er didn't expect Hua Jing to be so easy-going, she was still afraid of being rejected, after all, it was the first time she had made a request to the opposite sex since she was a child, and her little face was red.

"Is this what the legendary love feels like? Eh, what am I thinking, I've only known each other for less than a day, and I've been so embarrassed by his actions, eh, eh, no, no. "Shang Qing'er is crazy and tangled.

Hua Jing next to him almost couldn't bear it, so he drew his sword and faced each other, but when he thought of Mo Yuqiu not far away, well, calm down, just teammates are just teammates.

He has decided to wait and see as a team first, after all, the situation on the field is still unclear at this time, and besides, he has no combat effectiveness if he doesn't come as a pharmacist, if he is accidentally beaten, or encounters a ruthless person like Feng Moyu or Ji Xinying, then he must not braid. So it's safer to leave a trustworthy and combat-ready person next to you, after all, this is the final.

Feng Moyu's injury has already healed, standing on this last competition platform at this moment, he doesn't have too much emotion, after all, it is normal to go all the way hard, it is worth the effort, and at the same time, he is not worried about any fighting, because even if it happens, he is not afraid, recalling that one-to-nine, he feels that he can actually do better and easier, he was still a little flustered at the time, but after experiencing that panic, it seems that his willpower is more firm, and his control of the battle is becoming more and more profound.

But if you are familiar with his growth trajectory, you will find that before the age of ten, he was a stupid child, and he had no talent at all, and they were originally in a small village, the Tibetan Sword Village in the southern city. There are dozens of families in the village, but almost every household is only one or two old people with children, and some of the better families have mothers, but all the fathers and other strong laborers are not at home, and they are all recruited by the empire to help with war consumption or large-scale facility construction.

He had never seen his parents since he was a child, he was adopted by a relative, and it is said that his father was recruited and never returned, and his mother disappeared on the way to find his father, and there is another theory that he was an orphan and was picked up on the side of the road......

To be honest, he believes the latter statement more, after all, none of the family he lives in is good to him, of course, maybe the times are hard, and the requirements for children are stricter, but anyway, he doesn't have much feeling in this regard, especially when he was ten years old, he was punished and was not allowed to eat and knelt in the rainy night until he fainted, and the next day after the inexplicable more things in his mind, the trembling heart and the feeling of killing became more and more obvious, and especially the vague scroll, those few nondescript words.

It seems that he has grown up a lot in an instant, and it didn't take long for him to say goodbye to his family, and he left the village in the sound of insults and threats not to come back, come back and break your legs, etc., and now it has been nearly four years, and his continuous travel in the past few years has increased a lot of knowledge, and his talent for cultivation and fighting has become more and more obvious, it seems that he should be such a person, if he was ignorant before the age of ten, then after the age of ten he is awakened, after awakening, a thousand miles a day!

In the past few years, he has often sent some money and food to his family, but he has never gone back, and he doesn't even have the heart to go back, of course, it's not a hatred for his family or anything, in fact, whether it's his real family or something, he just has a feeling that he will always go back, but now is not the time? When is the time, maybe even he doesn't know, sometimes he always feels that he is not himself, or that he is being manipulated by something, in short, strange.

Maybe when he reaches a certain level, everything will be clear naturally, and maybe, this is also his original idea when he stepped into the cultivation.

"Hmph, I accidentally fell into contemplation again." Feng Moyu shook his head helplessly and sighed.

"Huh?" Suddenly, he felt a sharp gaze staring at him.

"Is that her? Ji Xinying, I remember that it seems to be a singer. "The woman who was plain, with a ponytail and not too long braids, gave people a neat and neat feeling, although she looked very beautiful, but it was too cold, as if she always looked sacrosanct. Although Mo Yuqiu could also see that it was a feeling of rejecting people thousands of miles away, at least on the surface it was a lot more easy-going, although Feng Moyu himself had not had any communication with her, but he also listened to some of the things that everyone talked about. Gossip is everyone's nature, and gossip beauties are every man's nature.

"Looking at her like this, is she going to fight? Hmph, this chick, dare to pick him in the first battle, interesting......"

Ji Xinying just has the intention of fighting, she doesn't care about the others here, the only thing that can pose a threat to her may be the man in front of her, and that Mo Yuqiu and Huajing She is confident that she has the ability to clean them up.

If you want to fight, start from the most worthy place to fight, this is her consistent style, never verbose, a battle is decided, but the things that prevent leaks cannot be left behind. Well, you can try it first, after all, this is the only existence on the field that can make her a little interested, she doesn't like to do boring things, if she insists on doing it, then she has to find fun first, isn't it.