In the midst of everyone's discussions, Lu Qiuxian left the tent unhurriedly.

Her face seemed calm, but everyone who had a heart understood that this terrible woman must have thought of something to do something to the Lingzhen faction.

The third round of the elite competition is about to officially start.

After the first two rounds of matches, there are only 14 people left in the field now.

These 14 people will be drawn again and divided into 7 groups to complete the third round.

Two hours later, on both sides of the Valley of Death, there was once again a problem with connections.

When it came to this round, there were almost no underdogs.

The judges conducted the lottery step by step, and soon the 14 contestants got their own lottery numbers.

"Senior Brother Lu, what number are you?" Zong Yahua looked at the bamboo stick in Lu Feng's hand and asked.

"Number 8. Lu Feng replied.

When Zong Yahua heard this, he couldn't help but look solemn, and said, "Your opponent is No. 7, No. 7, that is a disciple of Danzong, it doesn't seem to be a weak person." ”

As he spoke, the disciple holding the No. 7 sign also looked at Lu Feng.

The man didn't look very old, he was a slightly thin man.

Danzong has a total of 5 places for the competition, and each of them is not weak, but this No. 7 player is still in the middle of Danzong's contestants.

Even if he is in the middle and lower grades, he is much stronger than the people of other sects.

"I, I ......"

No. 7 looked at Lu Feng, but his hands were a little trembling.

"All the participating disciples are ready, and the battle will start immediately. After this round, everyone can rest for another night and play the last two rounds tomorrow. ”

On the judges' bench, several old men announced loudly.

Lu Feng calmly walked to his own competition venue, but the No. 7 player was slow to act.

After a long time, he walked towards the field as if he were facing a great enemy.

Bang Bang Bang!

With every step, the number seven player is like carrying a mountain.

He is a disciple of Danzong, with excellent talent and strength, and he can be regarded as a leader among the younger generation. Although he is not as good as a super genius like Mo Yuanwei, he is also qualified to hit a good ranking in the elite meeting.

However, he still didn't want to meet Lu Feng.

Lu Feng, this is the last opponent he wants to meet.

This guy is not a normal person at all.

No. 7 stood outside the arena with a look of awe, wanting to step up, but he couldn't get the courage.

Although Lu Feng was able to kill the Yuanying master with the Nether Sword, his personal strength must be very strong.

Fight him, the odds are too low.

If it's just a loss, that's it.

If you accidentally lose your life here, you will die unjustly.

After much thought, Seven finally made up his mind and took a deep breath.

"I ...... Admit defeat. ”

Finally, Seven spoke, speaking in a voice full of shame.

He didn't even get on the field, and he conceded defeat early outside.

As a disciple of Danzong, he never thought that he would be so embarrassed. Moreover, in front of many other sects of Taoism.

However, it is more important than being ashamed of one's own safety.

He couldn't win this battle.

Since you can't win, it's better to admit defeat, at least save yourself from being beaten in vain.

"Player No. 7 admits defeat, this battle, No. 8 wins without a fight!" the referee directly announced the result.

The audience was in an uproar.

"Won't you, that's throwing in the towel?"

"The referee hasn't even announced the start of the game. ”

"No. 7 is a disciple of Danzong, I didn't expect that even the disciples of Danzong are so jealous of Lu Feng. ”

"Tut, that's the case, admitting defeat is admitting defeat, this kind of backbone is really ridiculous. ”

Everyone pointed their fingers and talked about it, sighing.

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly burst out.

Sou!

The wind whistled and figures flickered.

The next moment, the figure fell behind Seven.

Poof!

A stream of crimson blood spurted out, and in the figure's hand, he grabbed a long sword, which pierced deep into Seven's chest and pierced through his heart.

"Mo, Senior Brother Mo?for, why?!"

Seven's eyes were bloodshot and round.

Before he could even react, he had already been impaled.

However, he didn't expect that the person who pierced him was Mo Yuanwei, the senior brother of his own sect.

Mo Yuanwei's face was as cold as ice, he snorted coldly, and said: "You are a disciple of Danzong, but you admit defeat at the elite meeting, and in the future, you will have no face to continue to live in the world." ”

Seven's eyes were full of despair.

Burst!

Mo Yuanwei suddenly pulled out his sword, without the slightest mercy. He killed his fellow disciple with his own hands, but it was as if he had killed an outsider.

"Danzong's face has been thrown into you, why are you still alive? What's more, the Lingzhen Sect has just provoked the majesty of my Danzong, and you still admit defeat to the people of the Lingzhen Sect? Die, Danzong, you don't need a useless coward like you. ”

Mo Yuanwei said as he stepped on No. 7's neck again.

Click!

Seven was completely out of breath.

Pity this disciple of Danzong, just because he didn't want to fight Lu Feng, just to save his life, he chose to admit defeat.

However, Lu Feng did not kill him, but was his own senior brother and ended his life with his own hands.

Mo Yuanwei's sword was still stained with blood.

That's how he walked onto his playing field.

Seven's body was thrown straight in place.

There were so many spectators, and no one said anything.

Although, Mo Yuanwei's behavior was cruel and ruthless, which shocked them. However, after all, this is the business of other people's sects, Mo Yuanwei killed people from his own sect, and others can't control it.

What's more, Mo Yuanwei was the best young disciple in the Dan Sect, and he was much more important than the seventh.

Even if he killed the killer, it was impossible for Danzong to kill Mo Yuanwei.

In fact, on Danzong's side, no one said anything about Mo Yuanwei, but the elder sighed, a little regretful.

It's just a pity.

The death of No. 7 did not have much impact on Danzong......

The important thing is that Mo Yuanwei will show his skills in the follow-up competition and win the championship!

"I, I admit defeat!

Besides, after Mo Yuanwei stepped onto his own playing field, before the referee had time to announce the start, Mo Yuanwei's opponent was so frightened that he fled from the stage in a hurry, shouting to admit defeat.

Mo Yuanwei's strength is known to everyone.

Before Lu Feng appeared, almost everyone thought that Mo Yuanwei would win the first place with an absolute advantage, and no one in the younger generation could defeat Mo Yuanwei.

Therefore, at this time, Mo Yuanwei's opponent did not expect to win.

Although you can't win, you have to fight at least.

However, when Mo Yuanwei killed his junior brother with his own hands, that kind of cruel scene made his opponent also frightened.

This guy even killed his own junior brother, what can't he do?

Who wants to fight with such a devil?

Admitting defeat is the best choice......

"Congratulations to Mo Yuanwei, you won't fight for yourself. ”

The referee was a little laughing and announced the result.

(End of chapter)