Chapter Seventy-Six: You Are My Defeated Soldier, You Are Not Qualified to Challenge Me Again!
"Knock! knock!"
In the square, I don't know when the big drum was moved, and some disciples began to beat it.
The sound of the drum means that the game has officially begun.
The disciples began to stir up, and the noise was incessant.
But none of them dared to be the first to go up.
The sooner you go up, the more challengers you will face next.
If you are defeated halfway, everything will be meaningless.
They must want to win all the way.
Everyone wants to save their strength and wait until the third day to break out again, they want to play steadily.
As a result, everyone is now on the sidelines.
"A bunch of rats!"
In the crowd, a voice sounded coldly.
The sound was crisp and pleasant, like the cry of a yellow bird.
The voice seemed to guess everyone's careful thoughts, and there was a hint of sarcasm in the voice.
Everyone turned their heads to see a woman in white standing at the front of the crowd.
Everyone present was dressed in black robes, but she was the only one dressed in white, which looked very out of place.
She is dressed in white and snow, which sets off her hair more black and bright.
The proud figure makes people can't take their eyes off, but more people will still look at her face.
She is very beautiful, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is alluring to the country and the city.
However, although her name is Xiao Xuan, she rarely laughs.
In the Holy Sect, there are very few people who can make her laugh out loud.
Compared to her beauty, everyone can remember her indifference.
At this time, she hugged her chest with both hands, and hugged her sword together, faintly revealing a cold and arrogant female chivalrous temperament.
She is the daughter of the sect leader Mo Taixu, Mo Xiaoxuan.
She is also the saint of the Holy Religion.
The next moment, Mo Xiaoxuan sprinted forward, and the whole person was like a swallow in the air, and he arrived in the ring in an instant.
The one in the middle of the sixteen rings has more figures in white.
"Wait for the rats, do you dare to come forward and fight?"
Mo Xiaoxuan's beautiful eyes scanned everyone.
Everyone in the audience looked at each other, and they all saw a trace of helplessness from each other.
Let's go to the ring, if you win, you will be said to be bullying a weak woman, and you won't be able to win.
Don't go to the ring, the saint is aggressive, I am afraid that she will be called a coward, and she will not dare to make a move in the face of a weak woman.
Mo Xiaoxuan said indifferently: "I know what you are thinking, if you think that I am just a weak woman, then you are very wrong!"
Mo Xiaoxuan said as she released the momentum on her body.
Everyone was gradually amazed by her momentum.
When the momentum reached the peak of the second rate, everyone's expressions were surprised.
When the momentum reached the first-class realm, everyone was already shocked to the point of breathlessness!
First-class masters!
Eighteen-year-old first-class master!
And it's a woman!
In the rivers and lakes, being able to become a first-class master before the age of twenty-five is already amazing.
Being able to become a first-class master before the age of 20 is a genius that has not been encountered in a century!
And the eighteen-year-old first-class master...
This can no longer be said to be as simple as genius.
Everyone's eyes widened, as if they wanted to take a serious look at how this eighteen-year-old woman had become a first-class master.
Song Zhong and the fat man glanced at each other, the first-class master was not a cabbage, although the two of them joined forces to kill a lot of first-class masters, but the eighteen-year-old Mo Xiaoxuan was a first-class master, which still shocked them very much.
Especially Song Zhong, Song Zhong didn't know Mo Xiaoxuan for the first day, every time he met Mo Xiaoxuan, he admired her strength and talent from the bottom of his heart.
But today's Mo Xiaoxuan seems to be stronger.
Presumably, Mo Xiaoxuan's realm has stabilized.
No one planned to step forward to challenge Mo Xiaoxuan, and when Mo Xiaoxuan didn't show her strength before, everyone just thought that she was just a second-rate realm.
Now that Mo Xiaoxuan has shown his strength, they don't plan to go up to challenge.
Can't beat it at all!
The Holy Sect is so big that there are as many disciples as many as stars, but few people can become first-class masters at the age of eighteen.
They didn't dare to challenge.
Perhaps the only people present who could challenge Mo Xiaoxuan were the disciples of the left and right Dharma protectors and the Four Heavenly Kings.
Everyone secretly glanced at Song Zhong, presumably Song Zhong also has the ability to compete, right?
The fat man asked, "Brother, do you want to go up and occupy a ring now?"
Song Zhong shook his head.
The fat man settled down and sat on the ground.
The fat man acted with Song Zhong's thoughts, but Song Zhong didn't let him make a move, so he didn't make a move.
Song Zhong was slightly stunned, and immediately sat down.
The fat man took out two chicken legs from his arms and shook them in front of Song Zhong, Song Zhong shook his head, so the fat man began to gnaw on himself.
The fragrance is overflowing, and many warriors with the tip of their noses can smell it.
But when they saw that it was Song Zhong's fat henchman who was gnawing on chicken legs, they had no objection.
In front of the ring, the top leaders of the Holy Sect were here.
Although it is a temporary emergency seat, there is everything from tea and the like.
There is a table in front of the high-ups for tea.
Among the Four Heavenly Kings, the one-armed Sword King and the Northland Spear King looked at each other and smiled, the daughter of the sect leader was really talented.
The Phantom Night Qin King Ji Ruye showed an appreciative expression.
Murong Chengxue, the Wisdom Star King, looked worried, the stronger Mo Xiaoxuan was, the smaller the chance of Song finally winning the championship, which had to worry him.
The left protector of the Dharma black-faced mad fist, Ling Shichan, had appreciation in his eyes.
The right protector Taixiao Cloud Sword still looked unhappy.
As for the sect leader Mo Taixu's face was as usual, not sad or happy.
Three of the five hall masters exchanged their heads and talked secretly.
Xiao Yiwen and Zhu Yurou of the Zhuque Hall were not social, and were directly ignored by the three major hall masters.
Suddenly, a disciple walked out.
This disciple was dressed in a costume with a Xuanwu Hall pattern.
Song Zhong's eyes were bright, and he recognized that guy was Fang Ning from a distance.
Fang Ning didn't say a word, and jumped to the nearest ring with light skills.
A disciple of Xuanwutang, who carries a heavy shield on his back, is heavy on defense, and is known for being strong in defense.
The rivers and lakes are more or less spread the deeds of Xuanwutang.
Fang Ning, the disciple of Xuanwu Hall Master Xie Zhushen.
His martial arts have reached the peak of the second rate, and there are few opponents in the Holy Sect.
However, Fang Ning was beaten by Song Zhong.
That's it.
Fang Ning was also beaten by Song Zhong's fat follower.
All the disciples present looked at Song Zhong and the others.
Song Zhong's face did not change, while the fat man showed a sincere smile.
Fang Ning naturally felt the strangeness of the disciples under the ring, he gritted his teeth, and anger burned in his heart.
Damn it!
If you miss once, you will look down on you!
There is a kind of you coming up, Lao Tzu has to beat you one by one!
The resentment in Fang Ning's eyes was undisguised, all of this was due to Song Zhong.
Not only did he lose to Song Zhong, but Shan Xiongxing, who had promised him benefits, also died.
Blood loss!
"Song Zhong, dare to come up and fight?" Fang Ning asked coldly.
Everyone could hear the aura of anger in Fang Ning's voice.
Song Zhong shook his head: "You are my defeated subordinate, and you are not qualified to challenge me again!"
As soon as Song Zhong's words fell, there was an uproar among the disciples.
Not all of the disciples had seen Song Zhong, and some of them had seen Song Zhong for the first time.
People who have seen Song Zhong are accustomed to what Song Zhong said.
People who had never seen Song Zhong had surprised expressions on their faces.
They have long known that Song Zhong is arrogant.
But I didn't expect Song Zhong to be so arrogant.
Is this the strongest?
It is said that in the second-rate realm of the Song Dynasty, he killed the Qin million family in the first-class realm, more than 300 people from Heifeng Village, and Fang Zongqi and his cadres in charge of the mirror department.
Song Zhong continued: "Unless, three days later, you can still stand in this ring, then we have a chance to meet in the top 16. ”
Fang Ning's face darkened suddenly.
"Okay, I'll wait for you here!