Those people in the early stage of foundation building were frightened, obviously they didn't expect Mo Xian, an old man, to be so terrifying.

Lu Yan stared at Mo Xian with both eyes and secretly wondered, "This guy, what kind of skill is he cultivating?"

Mo Xian ignored everyone's strange gazes, but walked directly down the steps.

Fang Shan rushed to his side and worshipped, "Uncle Mo, you are so cool!"

Mo Xian wrote lightly, "It's just that the other party is careless!"

"Careless?"

"If he's not careless, just a spiritual aura shield can block my stone!" Mo Xian explained.

When those monks in the early stage of foundation building heard this, they felt that it made sense, so they were full of enthusiasm one by one.

Some people even secretly scolded this Mo Xian in their hearts for not being a fool, and he actually told everyone such good news.

Not only these people, but also the five peak masters, felt that this Mo Xian was a bit stupid, and even reminded everyone to use the aura cover to guard against him.

Who knows, this is just a bait for Mo to be idle.

But Mo Xian still acted as if nothing had happened, but stepped aside to rest.

And just like that, the game continued.

Soon, the first round ended, and thirty-two people became sixteen, and these sixteen people had to continue to draw lots.

Then the Yao Xuanmen disciple who presided over the initial group of foundation building threw the bamboo pieces of the remaining people into the air again.

The five peak masters continued to use their strength, and in a moment the sixteen pieces were divided into eight groups.

After dividing into groups, these people went up to the competition one by one.

Until Mo Xian was called.

"Mo Xian, Liu Jin. ”

Everyone once again focused on Mo Xian and saw how he won this Liu Jin this time.

I saw that Mo Xian was in the ring, and Liu Jin was a Golden Linggen monk, probably fifteen or sixteen years old, and he looked a little small.

But as soon as this person saw Mo Xian coming up, he put on a golden spirit cover to protect himself, so after everyone saw that Liu Jin was surrounded by a golden light cover with flashing aura, they ridiculed that Mo Xian.

"This old man is probably dumbfounded. ”

"Nonsense, with a cover, his stone, it's useless!"

This Liu Jin was also complacent, "Old man, thank you for reminding me!"

Those five peak masters knew that Mo Xian, a person who had no spiritual root and no attribute mortal root, would definitely lose if he encountered an opponent of the same level.

But the five of them still wanted to see if there were any variables, so they continued to stare at it, but the blue blind man said with a little pity, "I finally cultivated to the early stage of foundation building, and I still have to lose in the end!"

Bai Yan said solemnly, "The road of cultivating immortals is not easy, not to mention his qualifications, he broke his mind earlier, and he suffered less." ”

Jin Ye, the old naughty boy, looked at the two of them, "I said two, can you say something auspicious?"

The Earth Peak Lord looked at Jin Ye with a smile, "What's the matter? Old Jin, you have sympathy?"

Qingyue interrupted, "Lao Jin, if you sympathize with him, it will be tantamount to harming him!"

"I just don't! I just think it's a pity!" Jin Ye also knows the path of cultivating immortals, if he doesn't have a spiritual root, it will be a waste of time.

While the five of them were chatting, Mo Xian took some stones out of the air again.

The onlookers were puzzled, and some of them muttered, "This old man, do you still plan to use stones?"

"Is he going to give up?"

"I see, yes!"

"It's really persistent!"

Fang Shan prayed, "Uncle Mo, you must win!"

Lu Yan held his chin in one hand and fell into deep thought, "Do you still have to struggle like this?"

At this time, everyone saw a shocked scene, Mo Xian threw the stone out, and when he hit the aura cover, the aura cover immediately let out a "pop!".

It exploded like a bubble, and this Liu Jin was not as powerful as that tear, so the moment the aura cover exploded, the power in his body could not be dispersed, and the aura in his small body was immediately chaotic.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of this Liu Jin's body on the spot, but everyone didn't know how it was caused.

Mo Xian secretly analyzed in his heart, "It seems that the female thief was too strong last time, so although the stone hit the aura cover, it didn't have much impact on her!"

At the same time, Mo Xian also remembered the scene of hitting the six-rank demon beast cow with a stone before.

At that time, he only interrupted its spell, but did not hurt it, and finally had to rely on the sword to stab it.

But now Liu Jin is injured entirely because he is at the same level as himself, and he is indeed much weaker than the female thief and the cow.

While Mo Xian was thinking, everyone stared at Mo Xian in surprise one by one, while Fang Shan cheered.

The five peak masters showed even more surprised looks, feeling incredible.

Liu Jin was unwilling, but he had no choice but to leave depressed.

Mo Xian won the second round like this, and Lu Yan, who was watching not far away, was even more sure that Mo Xian must have some powerful spell or magic weapon.

"Below two!" the disciple who presided over the game continued to shout.

Soon the second round was completely over, and in the end there were only eight people left, and then again divided into four groups.

This time, everyone didn't dare to underestimate Mo Xian, especially those who were scattered in the early stage of foundation building, and they were afraid of facing Mo Xian one by one.

But the game can't be avoided after all, and in the next game, Mo Xian just relied on simple stones to defeat his opponents one by one.

For this result, the other cultivators were dumbfounded, while Fang Shan congratulated Mo Xian, "Uncle Mo, this place is yours!"

Mo Xian had expected that after all, these early foundation building monks were still too weak.

But the five peak masters couldn't believe it, and they didn't even dream that it was actually a person without a spiritual root who won the quota.

At this time, the "madman" Tianyi smiled and said calmly, "Go on!"

Then a disciple went out and took out the bamboo chips, and this time it was in the middle of foundation building, so there were a lot of bamboo pieces.

Because most of them are in the middle stage of foundation building, and after being grouped, there are more than 200 groups.

However, everyone is more curious about what the rules are this time, after all, it is impossible to choose only one person from hundreds of people as in the early days of foundation building.

Sure enough, the disciple announced the rules.

"One point is awarded for one win, one point is deducted for one loss, and after twenty rounds, the five highest points remain. ”

Twenty rounds, five, this means that there are more opportunities, but these monks in the middle of foundation building do not dare to be careless.

Lu Yan didn't care, anyway, he was full of confidence, and Fang Shan had already perfected his swordsmanship and aura cover, so he was also full of smiles.

"Let's start!" After a while, the disciple who was in charge of the middle stage of foundation building shouted.

Then the game quickly resumed.

....

Two hours later, fifteen rounds have been played, and two have been winning all of them.

These two people are Fang Shan and Lu Yan.

For Lu Yan to win all, everyone took it for granted, after all, his identity, those casual cultivators, seemed to know.

But Fang Shan, such a fat man, who used to be honest and a little clumsy, was able to win fifteen rounds, which immediately attracted heated discussions.

Lu Yan, who was there, was suspicious in his heart, "Could it be that this fat man, in the Qianxuan Sect, got some chance?"

Just when Lu Yan was puzzled, that new round of grouping had ended, and this Fang Mountain happened to be facing Lu Yan.

Some of the people who watched the play immediately became lively, and some even ridiculed Fang Shan, "Dead fat, it's better for you to admit defeat first!"

But Lu Yan stared at Fang Shan with his eyes, wanting to see something from him.