"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"

On the Xin character ring, two young men in white crisscrossed each other, constantly shooting, and their strength was quite impressive, and the fight was inseparable.

Xiao Mo raised his eyes and saw that one of these two people was in the early stage of the fivefold stage of the Escape Realm, and the other was in the middle stage of the fifth fold of the Escape Realm, and the difference in strength was not large, no wonder the battle situation was so stale.

However, after dozens of moves, after all, it was the disciple of the middle fivefold stage of the Escape Realm whose strength was even better, so he took an opportunity and made a quick move to win the battle.

The disciple of the early stage of the Fifth Realm of the Easy Realm was full of defeat and retreated from the ring with an unwilling face, and on this side, the blue-clothed deacon standing on the side of the ring immediately announced: "Xin Twelve, King Mu wins!"

"Yay!"

Immediately, there was a burst of cheers from the audience, looking at the appearance, it was obvious that it was a friend of this Mu Wangping, and it was very likely that he was from the same team or the same school.

Mu Wangping retreated from the ring with a triumphant face, and soon, the second group of people went up again.

The war goes on and on, and some people win, and naturally some people lose.

The victor is full of spring breeze, and the loser is miserable, except for the first battle, the Xinzi ring side, because the two sides on the field next have a bit of a big difference in strength, and there are even many disciples who are three or four in the free realm, just want to see the world.

When these people meet their opponents, they basically admit defeat as soon as they fight, so the battle ends quite quickly.

The same was true of the other nine rings, and after only an hour, more or less, each ring ended with about dozens of battles, and there were many masters during the process.

Xiao Mo didn't pay much attention to the other nine rings, but in the Xinzi ring, in the twenty-seventh round, a master appeared who made Xiao Mo's eyes light up, and he was also the first top master to appear in the Xinzi ring.

When the blue-clothed deacon was in the ring, he first recited: "Xin eighty-six, Lin Chenfeng, to Xin one hundred and fifty-one, Xiao Xuanchu!"

"Whew!" twice, as the blue-clothed deacon's words fell, a young man in white immediately flew into the ring from the other side of the ring, Xiao Mo's expression moved, and when he looked up, he saw that the young man in white had a gentle smile on his face, his appearance was very delicate, and he was carrying a slender and slender long sword with a pale yellow dragon-shaped hilt behind his back.

"Floating Light Sword!"

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Mo recognized the person's identity.

Ranked 30th in the last small arena list, the six-fold late cultivation of the Joyful Realm, and Lin Chenfeng, who has the title of 'Autumn Light in White'.

Although the blue-clothed deacon reported the names of the two people, and Lin Chenfeng's opponent had not yet come to power, Xiao Mo thought at a glance that this white-clothed young man was Lin Chenfeng, not another opponent, Chu Xuanchu, because his famous weapon, the Floating Light Sword, was too easy to recognize, and the special coercion of the yellow-level upper-level Heart Yuan Soldier could not be faked.

Although it is not that Xiao Xuanchu, another disciple of the Academy Palace, can't use a sword, but with a sword, it happens to be a yellow-level upper-level heart yuan soldier, but it shouldn't be so coincidental, and the temperament of this white-clothed young man is not far from the 'white-clothed autumn light' Lin Chenfeng in Xiao Mo's imagination.

Sure enough, after a full moment, another white-clothed disciple flew into the ring from the other side, his face was quite handsome, but in terms of momentum and demeanor, it was much inferior to the 'white-clothed autumn light' Lin Chenfeng.

He looked bitter after he got into the ring, obviously he didn't expect his luck to be so bad, he met an opponent like 'White-clothed Qiuguang' Lin Chenfeng in the first battle, you must know that this is a knockout round, and if you fail, there will be no chance of rematch.

And he also has some strength, he is actually in the early stage of the sixfold stage of the Escape Realm, if according to the normal situation, even if he can't make it to the top 100 of the small ring list, at least he can play a few rounds and show his face in front of people, if he is lucky, it is not impossible to break into the top 100.

Can ...... now

Looking at his tangled face, obviously he wanted to give up or fight, looking at the countless pairs of eyes staring at him tightly, gritting his teeth, he was still unwilling after all, he had waited so long, and finally had such an opportunity to show his skills, how could he miss it?

Even if you lose the first battle, let people see your strength and courage.

Therefore, he plucked up his courage and arched his hand and said, "Senior Brother Lin, I know that I am not your opponent, but I still want to learn about your Wind Dew Traceless Technique, please give me advice!"

"Okay, please do it!"

'Autumn Light in White' Lin Chenfeng didn't think he was angry when he heard this, and replied with a smile.

"In this case, then it is offended!"

Xiao Xuanchu, a young man in white, let out a low snort, his shoulders moved, and a crimson spirit lion phantom appeared above his head, roared, and then turned into a red ray, which merged into his fist, and he smashed it out with a heavy punch, and the air shook for it.

However......

"Whew!"

I saw that the 'white-clothed autumn light' Lin Chenfeng was not afraid, standing still motionless, directly his fist was already only a foot away from his body, only to burst out of a burst of blue light under his feet, his figure flashed, and the next moment, "choked" A low dragon groan, the yellow-level upper-level weapon behind him, the floating light sword, had been unsheathed at some point, and directly crossed the neck of the white-clothed young man Xiao Xuanchu.

A biting chill made Xiao Xuanchu, a young man in white, widen his eyes, and his fist froze in mid-air, without any movement for a while.

It's the same offstage, quiet, very silent.

Everyone knows that the strength of 'White-clothed Qiuguang' Lin Chenfeng is very strong, very strong, otherwise it would not be possible to rank in the top 30 in the last small ring list, and now after half a year, his strength has improved again, and he must be stronger than before, but he still didn't expect that it could be so strong, and the two are not at the same level at all.

This white-clothed young man Xiao Xuanchu is also unlucky, obviously has the strength of the early stage of the sixfold stage of the Easy Realm, but as soon as he came, he met the top 30 masters in the small ring list, and originally wanted to show his face in front of people, but now he lost face.

One move, just one move!

He didn't even make a move under Lin Chenfeng's hands, and fell into defeat, he knew that this was the case, it was better not to fight, so at least he could save some face, and it was not a shame to meet the top 30 in the small ring, admitting defeat and retreating.

But now, he is in full view of everyone, a move to defeat, this spread out, even if the opponent is a master like 'white-clothed Qiuguang' Lin Chenfeng, it is estimated that he will become an eternal laughing stock in the future, the team's partners, friends, what will they think of him in the future?

Xiao Xuanchu, a young man in white, turned red, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to drill down, regretting it in his heart.

But Lin Chenfeng had already withdrawn his sword, hugged his fist at him, and said, "Accept." ”

Seeing this situation, the blue-clothed deacon standing on the edge of the ring walked out mercilessly, came to the two of them, and announced that Lin Chenfeng had won, and Chu Xuanchu had lost his qualifications to continue the challenge.

Hearing the words of the blue-clothed deacon, Xiao Xuanchu, a young man in white, turned pale and stood in place for a while, stiff and motionless.

Everyone in the audience didn't want to look at him at all, seeing that he stood still for a long time, delaying other disciples to play, and couldn't help but hear bursts of boos.

"Get off the stage, don't get out of the stage soon!"

The boos of everyone in the audience finally surprised the young man in white, he glanced at the audience in a panic, with a disdainful expression, a sharp pain in his heart, "woo", he didn't even say a word of farewell, he directly hid his face and ran off the ring, running away.

Seeing his expression, the audience booed even more, and under the ring on the other side, Xiao Mo, who saw this scene, couldn't help but sigh.

It's no wonder that this young man in white is like this, maybe he has too high expectations for this year's small ring list, and as a result, he died before he could get out of the school, lost the first battle, and was defeated so neatly, it is estimated that it has caused a serious psychological shadow.

His strength is not bad, but his psychological endurance is really not good, once he was defeated, he felt shameless to face everyone, so he directly hid his face and fled, and he didn't watch the connected battles, but it was a pity.

If his psychological quality is like this, it is estimated that it will be difficult to stand up in the future, but the way of cultivation is like this, only people with a strong heart can go to the end, there are always some people who stop halfway, or simply quit, like sailing against the current, if they do not advance, they will retreat, and finally disappear in the rolling waves.

Anyway, Xiao Mo is not familiar with this young man named Xiao Xuanchu, it is a good thing that he can regain his confidence, if he can't, it has nothing to do with Xiao Mo, because this road, everyone is walking, whether he can stick to it or not, only with his heart, others can't help much.

Xiao Xuanchu left, Lin Chenfeng won a light victory and qualified to advance to the next round of battles, and the blue-clothed deacon announced the start of the next battle.

Time gradually passed, the battles in each ring continued, and under the Xinzi ring, Xiao Mo saw several young people with good strength, all of whom were members of the top 100 in the small ring, and their opponents either admitted defeat or were defeated, and they were all successfully promoted.

However, there are relatively few masters like 'White-clothed Autumn Light' Lin Chenfeng, after all, there are only 30 people in the top 30 in the outer courtyard, and after deducting the top 10 as seeded players, there are only 20 people left.

These twenty people are evenly distributed to each ring, and there are only two people, but this time the small ring list competition, except for the top ten as seeded players, is one in one ring, but the latter is randomly assigned, not average, which leads to the fact that some rings may have slightly more masters, and some may have slightly less.

In addition, less than a third of the hundred battles were fought, and most of the disciples did not come to the stage, so it is not strange that they did not see it.

As for the top ten disciples in the outer court, because they are seeded players, they will only play in the fourth round, so Xiao Mo's desire to see their strength has failed.

There is no specific battle comparison, and I don't know what their true strength is for the time being, and they can't compare it with their own strength, but this is also a matter of no choice, so we can only wait until we enter the fourth round and compete for the top 100.

Three hours later, just when Xiao Mo was a little tired from standing, finally, as the two more disciples divided the winners and losers, they each withdrew from the ring, and at the top of the ring, the blue-clothed deacon finally read Xiao Mo's name.

"Xin Ninety-one Xiao Mo, to Xin One Hundred and Seventy-Five Yang Yu Soul, please invite the two disciples of the competition to come to the stage!"

Xiao Mo perked up, his mood was finally excited, here, finally here, his first battle.

As soon as his body moved, the whole person "swooped" in the air, like a goshawk flying with wings soaring into the ring, and his opponent, Naxin No. 175, an opponent named Yang Yusoul, also flew into the ring from the left side of the ring at this time, and the two stood still from afar, each looking at their opponent.

ps: First update.