As it gets late, a crescent moon rises from the mountains, shedding a silvery white glow.

There were many clouds in the sky, so the moonlight was bright and dark, sprinkling a wordless silence on the earth.

The Ten Thousand Ghost Gate has lost the hustle and bustle of the day, and has become quiet again, but this is only on the surface.

In the caves or small buildings, most of the disciples who meditated and cultivated in the past were talking about something in a low voice at this time. It's nothing more than something about recruiting relatives in martial arts.

Some people are seizing the time to meditate and heal, or they are preparing some follow-ups, and this is the person who has the ability to move on to the next round.

In the cave mansion of Elder Han of Yuzhu Peak, Li Xueyan sat quietly, she didn't go to see the martial arts competition today, on the one hand, she was indeed a little uncomfortable, but on the other hand, she was not worried, because with Mo Qing's strength, she was not the opponent of He Tian and a few people at all.

She already knew today's result, and she was not too surprised that Mo Qing was able to achieve such results, after all, when she was fighting against the 'Qingxuan Puppet' in Qin Fenglou that day, she had seen his melee strength, and she knew the bottom of her heart.

But Mo Qing's achievements are nothing more, it is impossible to go to the end, and the final winner must be Lei Dadi or Li Dongyang, who has completed his healing.

Moreover, according to her understanding of Mo Qing and the meaning of that day's conversation, Mo Qing only thought it was interesting to participate, and did not think about who she wanted to marry.

It is precisely in this way that she can sit and cultivate in the cave with peace of mind.

The moonlight shone through the hole above the cave and covered her body, vaguely with a solemn sense of treasure......

Two days passed in a blink of an eye, and in the blink of an eye, it was time for the third round of the competition.

Many disciples went to the valley of the competition as early as before, and the participants also came to the designated rest area in the valley.

Some people have calm faces, some people are expectant, some people are a little nervous, and some people are confident.

After another stick of incense, the Lord of the Wu Sect came again with the elders and sat down on the viewing platform one by one.

The look on the face of the chubby elder was a little uncertain, he had already received news from himself and was rushing back, and he should have returned to the sect at this time, but he had not come back until now.

A day ago, I sent news to myself that I had met someone, and I went to chase it, and I was afraid that I would not be able to come back in a short time.

This made the chubby elder's stomach ache.

As a disciple of one's own tendons, what kind of person has this opportunity now! Becoming the fast son-in-law of the master of the sect, it can be regarded as a tight climb on the thigh of the Yuan infancy, what can not be done in the future? I have to chase someone at this time.

It's really one and two that doesn't make people worry, but I pity myself as a master, and all the people who work hard have become thinner......

He held up his round chin with one hand a little helplessly, propped his arm on the wooden table in front of him, and sighed secretly, being a master, especially a master who is a genius and a disciple of a tendon is really too uncomfortable......

What he was thinking, the master of the Wu Sect didn't know, and even if he knew, he would laugh and say nothing.

At this time, the elegant Wu Sect Master was holding a cyan bamboo tube, with five bamboo sticks in it, and quietly let the five people who were qualified to participate in the competition draw it.

No one doubts his impartiality as the head of the door, on the one hand, because of his prestige and status, and on the other hand, because it is unnecessary.

His original intention was to select a young person with good qualifications to be his son-in-law and give his daughter Chongxi, as for who this person would be, there is no conclusion.

The powerful Li Dongyang and Lei Dadi naturally have no taboos when they draw lots, and the remaining two are much more apprehensive, after all, there is a bye this time.

As long as you draw a bye, you can unconditionally enter the top three to compete for the final victory. Although there is a great opportunity to fail, isn't it closer to success?

A few people walked down after drawing lots, either indifferently or indifferently, apprehensively or expectantly, Mo Qing quietly let go of his hand, and a smile appeared on his face, because on his bamboo stick, there was a 'five' character written on it.

I guessed correctly.

The other two disappointed people caught the change in the expression on Mo Qing's face, and after coming over to see Mo Qing's bamboo stick, the envious look on his face couldn't be hidden, this kid's luck is really good!

They said secretly in their hearts.

But at the same time, he was slightly relieved, because one of the two of them was No. 1 and No. 2, which means that there was no need to compete with those two perverts, so that he always had a chance to enter the top three.

The person in this abbot competition is still Uncle Zhang, he is in charge of the affairs of the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect, not the fixed elder of the peak, naturally there will be no favoritism or anything, and the most suitable person to preside over the competition.

Of course, in such a crowd and with the presence of the sect master and all the elders, even if you want to be partial, you can't be partial.

After seeing a few people draw lots, Uncle Zhang, who was already ready over there, said loudly: "Now the two people of No. 1 and No. 2 come over to compete." ”

The two disciples walked towards the ring together.

Seeing this, someone's eyes couldn't help but light up slightly, because it showed that the kid was likely to collide with one of the remaining two......

As the gong sounded in Uncle Zhang's hand, the two people who had already come to the ring began to fight with their own magic weapons and spirit talismans in their hands.

In this battle, the two of them fought extremely lively, because one disciple kept blasting the spirit runes in his hand, or wind blades or fireballs or icicles or rolling stones towards the other disciple.

Where is this martial arts competition! This is clearly a desperate pile of spirit stones with a lot of them.

The people watching the battle were stunned and couldn't help but gasp at the same time, this is really a loser......

This somewhat alternative game ended after a stick of incense, and the disciple on the opposite side really couldn't withstand the bombardment of so many spirit runes, and finally lost helplessly.

And the disciple who won returned to the rest area with a happy face, his family was already running a small trading house, and there was naturally no shortage of spirit stones, what was lacking was a strong and powerful backer.

And a person like the master of the Wu Sect is naturally the best candidate, how can he miss such an opportunity, so the scene just now appeared.

"Number three and number four came over for the race. Uncle Zhang's voice sounded again.

The eyes of the people around them shifted to the rest area, wanting to see who would appear in the battle, and who would be the lucky one who could enter the top three without going through the battle.