Chapter 640: The Fifth Champion
Mo Yu's eyes opened, his essence flashed slightly, and then he followed everyone and bowed down, "See Elder!"
Hmmm-
Hmmm-
Seven figures, almost at the same time, stepped out of nothingness, each of them was wearing luxurious robes, their breath was agitated, and they were majestic! At this moment, they turned around at the same time, and their eyes swept below, making the entire hall completely silent, and even the sound of breathing was retracted.
Zhang Huan's figure was impressively among the seven, but today he looked solemn and did not squint, and did not stay on Mo Yu for a moment, as if he had forgotten the many unpleasantness that had happened before. To his left was a kind old man with a rosy cheek and a smile, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.
Further to the right, the person in the center is a one-year-old woman, with a face full of furrows and snow-white hair, and a pair of cloudy eyes that occasionally flash with fine light, like sharp arrows, which can pierce people's chests, and the rippling breath in the body is overwhelming.
This old woman is the first elder of the House of Elders, Jiang Zihe. At this moment, she took a step forward and said in a hoarse voice: "Among you, there are cultivators from my Haoyang Sect, and there are also guests invited by my sect, and if you can come here, you are all leaders in the Divine Realm, which is enough to be proud of countless cultivators of the same level. But even so, in the end, I was able to get the quota of my Haoyang Sect, and only five of them entered the secret realm. ”
"Who can enter and win a transformation, in the final analysis, it is up to everyone to rely on their own means, and the best and the strongest are respected! Next, I would like to ask the second elder to read to you the resolution of my Haoyang Sect Elders' House. ”
As soon as she spoke, she closed her mouth and gasped softly, as if it had taken too much effort.
But it was such a frail old woman, but people didn't dare to underestimate it, the second elder He Ming nodded his head to show humility, and then took a step forward and said with a smile: "Elder Meng will take the roll call, and I will tell you about the regulations of today's quota competition. I, the Haoyang Sect Elders' House, according to your strength, have temporarily selected five champions, of course, this is only a screening based on the information obtained by my Haoyang Sect, and it does not represent your real strength. ”
"Each champion has to accept the challenge of the rest of the Daoists, and only accepts three battles at most, of course, after each battle, the champion can get the strength to replenish, and after recovering from his injuries, he will continue to fight. If you can still stand on the stage after three games, you can successfully defend and get the qualification to enter the secret realm. On the other hand, if you fail, the identity of the champion will change hands, and the challenge will continue. Anyone who loses a challenge to another Champion will have a chance to challenge the other Champion, but if all five Champions complete three battles at the same time, the challenge will be terminated instantly. Therefore, if you want to challenge, you must seize the time to avoid regrets. ”
If you have any questions, you can ask now, and if not, the challenge will start immediately. ”
The rules were clear and not difficult to understand, and after a slight pause, the monks in the hall nodded their heads.
"I know everything, and there is nothing to be puzzled about. ”
"Let's start the challenge, I can't wait!"
"There will definitely be a place for me in the secret realm!"
"Whoever dares to fight with me is looking for death!"
The selection has not yet begun, and in the main hall, the war is already raging, and the atmosphere among the people suddenly becomes solemn.
Elder He Ming smiled and nodded, "In this way, we will not delay everyone's time again, and this seat will immediately read out the list of the five champions, and in turn, enter the five major rings in the martial arts arena." ”
He paused, his expression turned solemn, "First Champion, Venerable Yuanchen." ”
In the hall, a monk wearing a gossip robe walked out proudly, his eyes swept away, and the figure roared out of the hall after arching his hand.
"The second champion, Katsura Hazu!"
Another middle-aged monk walked out and arched his hand with a smile, "On the second beat, wait for all the Taoist friends to arrive, don't leave your hands." ”
The words fell, and he turned to leave.
"The third champion, year and month!"
This person is a cold sword cultivator, his eyes are open and closed, and his divine light is flashing, and he is obviously not an easy person.
"The fourth master, crispy fish. ”
A delicate woman stepped out, her small mouth opened slightly, as if she was a little surprised, her eyes swept timidly around her, and she said: "The little woman is polite, I hope that when you come on stage, you can have mercy on the slave family." ”
The posture is Chuchu, and I really feel pitiful, how can I still be heavy-handed.
The five major champions have announced four people, and most of the monks in the hall have a somewhat gloomy face, with their cultivation, which one is not arrogant, and does not look at the same level in the eyes, how can he be willing to be overwhelmed. Even if this list is only judged by Haoyang Sect, it also shows in some ways that they are indeed inferior to these people in terms of fame.
Mo Yu was calm in his heart, he didn't pay much attention to these false names, as long as he could finally get the qualification to enter the secret realm. But at this moment, his heart suddenly jumped, and he raised his head suddenly, and saw that Elder He Ming was smiling, looking at him, and nodding slightly with a sense of approval.
His heart suddenly jumped.
Really......
"Fifth Champion, Mo Yu!"
Before the voice fell, many eyes had already looked, and most of them showed gloomy coldness.
In the battle of the Gray Dragon War Department, although Mo Yu showed extremely strong strength, the real witnesses were only a few monks in the Haoyang Sect after all. A group of monks from other sects may be afraid, but absolutely none of them will be really afraid. Now seeing that this mere nameless person can also surpass them and get the identity of the champion, I am dissatisfied in my heart.
Of course, they can only suppress this dissatisfaction and dare not express it.
The peak powerhouses in the God Realm can only dominate in the God Realm after all, and even the weakest God General can easily crush them.
What's more, it's the Haoyang Sect Elders' Court, this behemoth's decision!
Mo Yu's brows furrowed without a trace, and he quickly stretched out, bowed quietly, and turned to leave.
Although this was somewhat unexpected, he regained his composure in a flash of thought, which may have caused him a lot of hostility, but it did not contradict his purpose.
Whoever is not satisfied, come to challenge is that he has fought three battles and entered the secret realm, and there is one of them!
The essence in his eyes flashed slightly, he bowed, turned around and left the main hall, looked up, and saw that on the martial arts arena of thousands of miles, there were already five pillars of light rising into the sky, and at the top of each pillar of light, there was a huge number, from one to five.
Mo Yu didn't pause, took a step, and the figure roared away, directly under the marked fifth pillar of light, where the ground had already risen, forming a hundred-mile-sized Taichung platform, and he flew down.
Hmmm-
A figure stepped out of nothingness, it was one of the seven elders of the Haoyang Sect in the previous hall, he swept his gaze, and said lightly: "Fifth ring, can someone challenge?"
The sound is rolling, sweeping in all directions, resounding throughout the martial arts arena!
"The first fight, can anyone challenge it?"
"The second fight, can anyone challenge it?"
"The third one, can anyone challenge it?"
"Fourth, can anyone challenge it?"
In the other directions, there were also sounds coming at the same time, colliding in the void, stirring up a howling wind.
A few breaths later.
Hmmm-
A figure flew over, landed on the fifth ring, glanced at it coldly, and then bowed to the elder of the Haoyang Sect, "Cultivator Zhang Ze, willing to challenge the fifth ring!"
"In the ring battle, life and death do not matter, you must do your best, so as not to regret it under the Yellow Spring. Let's go. With a few words, the elder of the Haoyang Sect took a step back, and he had already fallen on the edge of the ring, watching coldly.