This is the Darkiron Spirit Armor. Such a thick spirit armor can resist the slashing of all spirit swords and swords of the spirit stage monks, and the wild bombardment of all beginner-level spells.

Its body weighed more than five thousand catties, and even a tenth-layer cultivator in the Qi refining period couldn't suppress it at all in terms of strength. With this huge force, you can easily hit your opponent hard.

This thing is a behemoth used to sweep away the ninth-layer cultivators of the Qi Refining Period, even the tenth-layer cultivators of the Qi Refining Period can't take advantage of it in the slightest, at most it is just a tie.

Mo Yu on the stage cut off the head of this bear in one fell swoop, and he didn't know how many people's eyes he attracted for a while.

Mo Yu arched his hand towards the invigilator disciple, and then left the venue to go back to practice first.

Day 2.

The second round of the sect's small competition, the battle for places, was held in the arena of the Qingxu Sect.

When Mo Yu arrived near the arena, he soon saw a sea of people.

Around the arena, there were at least tens of thousands of monks. Among them, there are many disciples in the spirit period and the foundation building period. There are also outer disciples who came to watch this grand event in the sect, this time the sect is small, and the Qingxu Sect has specially opened the inner door ban, so that the outer disciples also have the opportunity to come here to watch, and also hope to inspire the outer disciples to practice hard.

"So many people! If you can occupy the top fifty places in the ranking of this sect, then you can become famous overnight, and everyone in the sect knows it!" Looking at so many fellow disciples outside the field, Mo Yu couldn't help but be infected by this atmosphere.

The arena of the Qingxu Sect.

It happened to be located in the center of the four veins of the Qingxu Sect, and in a large open space several miles in a radius of several miles, a large arena was paved with bluestone, and the formation was arranged, which was specially prepared for various grand activities.

Around the open space is a circle of many high platforms, where sect elders, high-ranking officials, and other disciples, and tens of thousands of monks can watch the battle together.

Mo Yu came to a registration point in the arena to register and receive the number of the final battle of this sect.

"The disciples who passed the preliminary examination before came here to sign up, and the others got out of the way and went to the viewing platform to watch!"

The monk at the registration point raised his voice to the crowd.

Mo Yu registered here, and soon received a piece of the brand, and his eyes swept over the many late-stage Qi Refining Stage cultivators with proud expressions around him, "These third-generation Immortal Sect cultivators are competitors in the big exam!"

By the end of registration, a total of more than 800 inner disciples were eligible to sign up for the final competition.

This scene made Mo Yu secretly smack his tongue, but he was afraid that there were more than a thousand inner disciples who went to participate in the last yesterday. Otherwise, after that first round of preliminary examinations, there are still more than 800 disciples today, so many.

This time, many elders of the Qingxu Sect also came to watch the battle. The importance and specifications of this big test are far greater than before. Elder Jin Dan of the Sect's Law Enforcement Hall personally presided over this big test to ensure the fairness of the competition.

"This year's small competition of the sect adopts a single knockout competition, and two disciples are selected in turn for each ring to compete. The winner will advance to the next round, and the loser will be considered unqualified. After all the disciples finished the competition, they rested for an hour and entered the second round of elimination. And so on, and finally selected fifty disciples and obtained the quota of the five trials. ”

"The rewards for this sect small competition are as follows. ”

"Fifty disciples who have obtained quotas, a secret book of high-level exercises of the Qingxu Sect, five thousand spirit stones, and a superb spiritual weapon. ”

"The disciples who have entered the fourth round of the knockout round, a copy of the Qingxu Sect's middle-level exercise cheats, two thousand spirit stones, and a high-grade spirit weapon. ”

"The disciples who entered the third round of the knockout round, a low-level exercise cheat book of the Qingxu Sect, a thousand spirit stones, and a medium-grade spiritual weapon. ”

"The disciples who entered the second round of the knockout round, a secret book of the low-level exercises of the Qingxu Sect, five hundred spirit stones, and a low-grade spirit weapon. ”

"After a stick of incense, the competition officially begins!"

The deep and majestic voice of the Immortal Gate Law Enforcement Hall Elder who presided over this big test spread throughout the arena within a radius of several miles.

"Hehe, don't underestimate that low-level exercise cheat, this can be said to be the practice cheat book of the Qingxu Sect, this is not the exercises that can be obtained at will by all the disciples above the inner gate of the Inner Gate Four Veins Hidden Scripture Pavilion. There was a sudden chuckle in his ears, and Mo Yu looked back in surprise.

"Senior Brother Yang, I didn't expect to meet you here. ”

"Hehe, I didn't even think that Senior Brother Mo would also enter this knockout round. "The person who spoke was none other than the disciple in charge of the Alchemy Workshop, Yang Qi. Smiled and patted Mo Yu's shoulder, Yang Qi continued.

"The secret book of the exercises mentioned in the mouth of the elder is the secret book of the exercises in the Hall of the Qingxu Sect, and only the elders, true disciples and elite disciples of the sect can enter this hall. It is said that it is a low-level cheat, and Dan is much stronger than the high-level cheats of our inner door scripture pavilion. ”

Listening to the other party's explanation, Mo Yu finally understood the richness of the rewards in this small competition. Not to mention the top-grade spiritual weapon, it is not bad for an ordinary foundation-building monk to have a top-grade spiritual weapon. Any of these rewards were enough to make ordinary inner disciples blush.

"Okay, Senior Brother Mo. This time, if both of us can get the quota of those five trials, Senior Brother will come to you again to plan the matter of those five trials. Come on. ”

Mo Yu listened to the other party's five trials in advance again, and didn't say anything more but nodded.

It's useless to say anything so far, first of all, you have to take this piece of fat for fifty places among these many hungry wolves.

"The Sect Small Competition Knockout Tournament is just the beginning!"

The noisy voices of hundreds of thousands of monks around the arena gradually quieted down, and they looked excitedly at the arena below.

This competition is not only a time for the inner disciples to prove themselves, but also an opportunity for the high-level elders to choose their apprentices.

Many disciples are eager to see who can occupy the top 50 positions in this small test this year.

Under the arena.

The disciples of the agile period who participated in the competition looked at each other's competitors.

The atmosphere on the field became solemn and solemn.

There are a total of 100 positions on the arena, which are number one to number 100. Each small arena set up a magic circle, and raised a huge semi-circular light shield, allowing the disciples of the competition to fight in it, in case they accidentally injured the spectators.

The referees were two high-ranking monks in the foundation building period, in case the people competing suddenly couldn't hold their hands and caused trouble. All the positions are currently empty, and the disciples who are called to the competition need to step forward to compete, and one person will be eliminated in one competition.

The higher the ranking, the greater the rewards. The competition is undoubtedly the fiercest and most brutal - the more outstanding the monks, the more their eyes are undoubtedly fixed on the position ahead.

The lower you rank, the thinner the rewards. The pressure is a little less – this is less pressure, which means that the real top players will not fight. But at this moment, more than 300 monks are competing, and the pressure may not be really small.

"No. 1 vs. No. 820, go to the No. 1 arena to compete..."

"No. 2 vs. No. 819,...."

"Number 3 ......"

As the disciples who stood on the arena one by one invigilated the disciples, and shouted the numbers of the disciples in the field, the tense duels began.

The disciple who didn't call out the number had to sit down and watch the situation below.

Mo Yu looked at the number plate in his hand - number 308.

There are a total of 100 arenas on the field, and I can't take my turn to play for a while, so I can watch the competition of others on this arena at will.

The inner disciples who can go to this knockout round are really extraordinary, and they are all smart tenth-level cultivators casually. Mo Yu even saw a few inner disciples with terrifying breaths, and their cultivation had already reached the point of thirteenth level perfection.

These people in the arena almost crushed the opponent in a one-sided way. The inner disciples who met these people also considered themselves unlucky, and these thirteenth-layer disciples were all famous figures in the fourth vein.

A disciple of the ninth layer of the Agility Period like Mo Yu can enter this small competition knockout round, but it is difficult to find two or three.

After watching it for a long time, Mo Yu enjoyed it. These competitions between the same sect also opened his eyes, even in ordinary fighting battles, he could see a variety of spell attacks.

There are also various styles of aura used among monks, such as knives, guns, sticks, sticks, books, pens, rulers, and rings. There are all kinds of spiritual weapons, so that Mo Yu can see a lot of knowledge.

"Three hundred and eight against six hundred!

A shout pulled Mo Yu's attention back, and he looked down at his number plate again.

"Well, it's going to be me so soon. ”

Hurriedly rushed to the No. 39 arena, the referee checked his number plate shown by Mo Yu, and then nodded to the two and said: "This competition, until the point is reached, you can admit defeat by yourself, after one side is unable to fight, the other party is forbidden to play a dead hand." The rules are as simple as that, after the two sides meet, I announce the start of the competition. ”

With that, he stepped aside.

The young man in Tsing Yi on the opposite side saw that Mo Yu's appearance was not amazing and that his cultivation was only about nine layers in the spirit period, and the contempt in his eyes flashed, but on the surface, he still gave Mo Yu a salute.

Seeing this, the corners of Mo Yu's mouth curled, and after sneering in his heart, he casually arched his hand

Seeing this, the young man's face showed a faint look of annoyance.

At this time, the foundation building monk on the side said lightly:

"The Contest Begins"

As soon as he heard this, a trace of fierceness welled up on the young man's face, and he immediately pinched his hands, and suddenly a fire flashed all over his body, and a layer of hot and crystalline light appeared on his body.

Then one of them raised his hand, and five fingers were one. A string of red bracelets floated from his wrists, and the beads became the size of eggs.

The sound of incantations came from the mouth of the white-clothed young man, ready to urge this magic weapon to attack Mo Yu.

At this time, there were a lot of exclamations outside the field

"Look. Senior Brother Zhang is worthy of having a high-quality fire spirit root, and he doesn't even need a talisman. can instantly release the fire shield. ”

"What is this, look at the string of stone chains in his hand, it seems to be an intermediate-level spiritual weapon, and now the kid on the other side is lost. Maybe. In the blink of an eye, the winner was decided."

Mo Yu's expression remained unchanged, a trace of sarcasm flashed in his heart, and he stretched out his hand unhurriedly. From the storage bag, I found a dozen thick talismans, which looked like thirty or thirty or forty sheets.

He looked up at the other party, and the young man was preoccupied with urging the spirit weapon, ignoring his actions in the slightest.

But the audience watching the competition on the sidelines showed a look of astonishment when Mo Yu took out the thick dozen talismans.