Chapter 11: The Battle of Life and Death

"I announce, the quiz begins!"

After Mo Jue's words fell, it suddenly began to rain in the sky. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The rain was not big, but it was not small, and it fell obliquely, sprinkling on the mud floor of the courtyard, the moss on the courtyard wall, the bushes in the corners of the house, the black tiles on the eaves, the golden gastrodia grass on the pavilion cover, and the bodies of the more than 200 disciples in the field......

The weather in the 100,000 Hengduan Mountains is so strange, with bright sunshine and stormy rain, and sometimes you can feel the four seasons of the year in a single day.

There are countless scenes like this now, with the sun rising in the east and rain in the west.

"Who's going to challenge first?"

"Me!"

"Me!"

In the martial arts arena, the crowd was full of voices, and even if they were the first to appear, there were still many people who raised their hands to apply for challenges.

Some are purely to improve their ranking, after all, the higher the ranking, the more cultivation resources they will obtain; some are taking the opportunity to take revenge on the enemy, even if they can't kill the other party, it is good to beat them up; and some have other intentions, or have been bribed by others......

In short, there is a lot of noise.

"Shut up!"

Mo Ji screamed.

The hall fell silent.

Mo Jue's gaze swept through the crowd, and finally, it landed on one person.

The man held his left hand high, but he didn't shout as loudly as the other challengers, his eye sockets were a little sunken inward, and his eyes were very cold, like a ferocious beast.

"Ma Qianjun!"

Mo Shen sighed.

"Here!"

In the crowd, the man answered.

The voice was very cold, with a smell of ice slag, which made people feel unpleasant to listen to.

Soon, the guy named Ma Qianjun walked out of the crowd, and wherever he went, people avoided him, and his eyes flashed with a hint of fear.

That person was about the same age as Gu Xiaozhao, with delicate facial features, an indifferent expression, and the whole person was like a puppet without the slightest change in expression.

His figure was very thin, and his sackcloth looked very loose on his body.

It should be because it hasn't been washed for a long time, and the linen clothes have turned dark gray, and the original white appearance is not visible at all. The clothes were stained with stains, most of which were dried up blood stains, and I don't know if the original owner of those blood stains was a fierce beast in the mountains or a warrior in the temple.

Gu Xiaozhao recognized this person, this person's surname was Ma Qianjun.

He was originally the companion of a noble child, but for some reason, he did something wrong to that noble child, and he was thrown into the mountains with his limbs broken.

originally thought that he would disappear without a trace, however, half a month later, he returned to the Dripping View unscathed.

Since then, this guy has been alone, and his temperament has become wild, and there are quite a few people who don't offend me, I don't offend, and if people offend me, I kill his whole family.

Next, I don't know what method he used, and he escaped several assassinations.

Eventually, the nobleman and his companions disappeared during a trip into the mountains to hunt for ferocious beasts.

The position of this guy is a ugly, and he is only one step away from stepping into the first echelon.

Oddly enough, he never challenged the front position, but firmly occupied the top spot in the second echelon. No matter who challenges him, he will not show mercy, once he fails to challenge him, he will suffer some injuries more or less, and broken hands and feet can only be said to be minor injuries.

Over time, no one dared to challenge him.

Gu Xiaozhao knew why Ma Qianjun didn't challenge the first echelon, it wasn't that he was inferior to those guys, but that this guy was collecting protection money.

Gu Chuang had fought with Ma Qianjun in private, and the realm of the two of them was the same, and the marrow washing realm was consummated.

However, Ma Qianjun has gone deep into the Hengduan Mountains many times, and his actual combat experience is far richer than Gu Chuang's, and he is ruthless, not only does he not take other people's lives seriously, but he also does not take his own lives seriously.

But if you make a move, it must be a dangerous move for you to live or die.

All the disciples in the first echelon were challenged by Ma Qianjun, and they didn't dare to fight with him, they were defeated by him, and they were forced to agree to give Ma Qianjun a share of the resources they obtained every month, on the condition that Ma Qianjun could not challenge them during the small exam.

One person gives one, and it adds up to more resources than the resources obtained in the first echelon, which is why Ma Qianjun stays in his current position.

Gu Xiaozhao also gave this guy a lot of cultivation resources, in order to keep his position as the chief of the first ugly position.

Why do such people come out to challenge?

Will it be a challenge to Sima Qingyun, the chief of Jiazi?

For that Eight Treasures Golden Ding Pill?

Gu Xiaozhao shook his head and didn't think so.

"Ma Qianjun, who are you going to challenge?"

Mo Jue lowered his voice.

Ma Qianjun didn't speak, just pointed at Gu Xiaozhao, and when he saw Gu Xiaozhao looking over, he didn't have any extra expressions and movements, but lowered his head.

Sure enough!

Legend has it that this kid is doing some shady things in private.

With the name of betraying the Lord, he has a very bad reputation in the lower courtyard of the Dripping Water Temple, and there is no one to rely on, so he can only rely on himself. Therefore, he has always been hungry for cultivation resources, and anyone can buy him, as long as you give up enough money.

The reason why he came out to challenge himself was because he was bought by some people, right?

It seems that the guy who dealt with himself was really cautious, and planned to lock this link one by one, if Gu Chuang could assassinate himself, it would naturally be the best, if not, he would also arrange a follow-up like Ma Qianjun.

With a plan in his heart, Gu Xiaozhao slowly walked to the middle of the venue with a smile on his face.

In the drizzle, four or five feet apart, the two stood opposite each other.

"Unarmed weapons?"

In the grass pavilion, Mo Jue sat in the hall and said expressionlessly.

The so-called hand-to-hand combat is empty-handed, which means that the point is reached, and if you win, you will win, and you are not allowed to kill your opponent or cause major disabilities; as for the choice of weapons, it also means that it does not matter whether you live or die, and if you are not as skilled as others, you can only consider yourself unlucky.

In the small test, it is generally freehand. Even if someone wants to choose a weapon, most of the masters who preside over the small test will dissuade them, but they really can't dissuade them.

There has never been a master like Mo Jue who took the initiative to test weapons.

"Sword!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Ma Qianjun said categorically.

Mo Jue stared at Gu Xiaozhao, his eyes were like a poisonous snake staring at his prey.

"Who's that...... What do you say?"

Staring at Gu Xiaozhao, who had been silent for a long time, Mo Ju sneered.

"You can choose to refuse, but, in this case, you have to throw in the towel and give up your position......"

The voice was in his ears, and Gu Xiaozhao smiled.

"It's okay to compare swords, it's just that the disciple didn't bring a sword!"

"That's easy!"

Mo Jue also laughed, perhaps because he hadn't laughed for a long time, and his smile was very ugly.

"You, give him the sword!"

He pointed to a disciple wearing a long sword in the crowd, the teenage chubby boy couldn't cry or laugh on his face, hesitated to step forward, untied the long sword at his waist, and handed it to Gu Xiaozhao.

"Alright, let's get started......"

Mo Jue looked impatient and waved his hand.