As Li Tao was defeated, the scene erupted in cheers like a tide, and the crowd chanted Mo Mo's name and watched Qin Mo walk off the field.

In the next few games, although there was no lack of fierce battles that were evenly matched, compared to the battles between Qin Mo and Li Tao, it was obviously a lot more pale.

When it was Zhang Wentian's turn, he still used the same ruthless fighting style as the last game, completely crippled the opponent within a dozen moves, and was carried out of the field by several staff members.

For Zhang Wentian's approach, everyone on the scene dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, the power of the Zhang family is too great, and the queen mother is the backer, even if everyone is resentful, they will never dare to show it.

Qin Mo narrowed his eyes, there would be a big battle between him and Zhang Wentian sooner or later.

Now that the other party is so ruthless, it has strengthened his determination to win.

It is worth mentioning that Feng Er actually defeated his opponent again and miraculously broke into the third round.

When he greeted Qin Mo covered in blood, he almost startled Qin Mo.

Obviously, although he won, the process was not easy, and it could even be said to be very difficult.

His opponent Zhang Ming is a strong man in the foundation building realm with him, and his strength is already equal.

Feng Er's final victory was entirely due to his stronger desire to advance to the next round!

In the third round of the competition, there were more than 800 players left, and the lowest strength was Feng Er, a foundation realm first-level heaven cultivator.

Moreover, there are only two people in this realm!

As for the others, the worst ones also had cultivation above the Sixth Heaven of the Foundation Realm.

As in the second round, the third round will also be grouped by lottery.

The difference is that when Qin Mo and Zhang Wentian and his party met this time, only Zhang Wentian dared to raise his head and look at Qin Mo.

As for the few little minions around Zhang Wentian, they lowered their heads one by one, like lost dogs, and they didn't dare to say a word of ridicule.

Obviously, Li Tao's fiasco had a great impact on them.

In their minds, Qin Mo was now simply a great demon king, fierce and monstrous, except for Zhang Wentian, the others didn't even have the courage to confront him.

Not surprisingly, Qin Mo's opponent in the third round, Wang Ying, was not the son of a big family, but just a commoner in the royal capital.

On the contrary, Feng Er's lottery this time was once again lucky.

Among the more than 800 people, he was stunned to draw the only foundation building realm one heavy heaven powerhouse as his opponent!

For Feng Er, this is the only game he has any hope of winning!

As long as you advance to the fourth round, the royal family will reward a bottle of marrow washing liquid and 1,000 medium-grade spirit stones.

Such a rich reward made Feng Er's heart excited, and he clenched his fists tightly.

As the first group of players in the third round, Qin Mo simply moved his wrist and stepped onto the gladiatorial arena.

Wang Ying, a sevenfold heavenly cultivator in the foundation realm, has an ordinary family background, and it is not easy to have this cultivation at this age.

Qin Mo didn't hold it up, and after a few simple moves with Wang Ying, his speed increased suddenly, his body was like a ghost, and he suddenly went around behind Wang Ying, and gently slapped his palm, directly sending the other party out of the field.

"Mo Mo wins!"

As the examiner announced the results of the competition, Qin Mo jumped off the high platform, came to Feng Er's side, and patted him lightly on the shoulder.

"Come on!"

"Well, I'll work hard!" Feng Er nodded, his gaze extremely determined.

In the following time, Qin Mo fell into a boring time to watch the play.

Although there were many people coming to the Martial Arts Conference in the royal capital this time, there were too few masters who could be worthy of Qin Mo's attention.

counted and counted, and there was only Zhang Wentian alone.

In the previous two games, Zhang Wentian won it too easily, so that Qin Mo hadn't figured out his true strength until now.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was enough time this time, Qin Mo was quite looking forward to seeing Zhang Wentian make another move.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Wentian's opponent gave up the game directly!

It's no wonder, after all, no one wants to make themselves vegetative just because of a competition.

Because of the opponent's abandonment, Zhang Wentian successfully advanced to the next round.

Then, it's Feng Er's game.

Qin Mo cheered up, he also wanted to know if Feng Er could create a miracle again and advance to the next round.

This is a duel that belongs to two foundation-building realm and a heavy heaven powerhouse.

It's a pity that due to the low strength of the two sides in the battle, not many people paid attention to it except Qin Mo.

At the beginning of the game, Feng Er was at an absolute disadvantage, although the strength of the two was comparable on paper, but Feng Er had only fought a close battle in the last round, so he was not as good as the other party in terms of physical strength.

However, although Feng Er was on the verge of collapse repeatedly, his opponent just couldn't knock him out completely.

Every time Feng Er fell, he would stubbornly stand up and continue to fight with the other party.

In the end, Feng Er even fought more and more bravely, reversing the defeat in one fell swoop, but instead forcing the other party into a desperate situation.

Such a scene gradually infected the audience at the scene, and I don't know when, someone in the audience began to shout Feng Er's name and cheer him on secretly.

Bang!

In the end, as the opponent fell heavily on the field, Feng Er also used the last strength of his body and collapsed weakly.

"Feng Ersheng!"

The examiner announced the final results with some emotion, and then the staff hurriedly came to the stage and carried the two down together.

The third round of assessment is over!

At the end of the third round, there are only more than 400 players left in the field, and they will be grouped for the final draw.

At the end of the group, the winner of each group will be on the same stage as the winner of the adjacent group for the next match.

In the end, the final champion will be decided!

Due to the serious injury in the last game, coupled with the strength of the remaining players all from good strength, Qin Mo thought that Feng Er would directly choose to retire.

Unexpectedly, Feng Er still ran on crutches to draw lots.

It's just that he didn't even have the strength to reach out and lift the wooden stick, he stretched out a finger, pointed to a wooden stick, and asked Qin Mo to help pull out the wooden stick.

Qin Mo took out the wooden skewer according to his meaning, and when he looked at the name on it, his face suddenly became strange.

"Who is it?" Feng Er asked curiously, although he was weak.

"Who do you wish for?"

"Anyone can do it, the weaker the better!"

"Zhang Wentian, are you afraid?"

"Who?"

"Zhang Wentian!"

Immediately after that, Feng Er lost his voice, and when he heard that the opponent was Zhang Wentian, he was directly stunned.

In the fourth round, due to the opponent's abandonment, Zhang Wentian advanced again!

At the same time, Qin Mo also defeated a master of the Eight Heavens of the Foundation Building Realm with great ease, and successfully advanced to the fifth round.

Time passed little by little, and as the game progressed, fewer and fewer players remained on the field.

At this point, everyone can see that the champion will inevitably be produced in Mo Mo and Zhang Wentian.

The rest of the people didn't have much thought about the championship anymore, all they wanted was a better place.