Mo Erha never dreamed that the first game of this last-order selection would be himself, so he quickly wiped his mouth and ran into the ring.

At the same time, another fighter named Zuo Qiuyun also slowly walked up from the other side of the ring.

It was a man who looked a little vicissitudes, wearing a green coat and a green belt around his waist, looking very simple. He walked slowly into the ring, his steps were very steady, his head bowed the whole time, and two slightly dry strands of hair hung down between his temples to cover most of his face.

Mo Wenyu frowned slightly, and whispered: "This person doesn't have any aura, if he is an extraordinary person, he must be a master, Brother Erha, do what he can!"

As soon as the words fell, Mo Erha, who was standing far away in the ring, seemed to hear this reminder, and actually looked at them and nodded vigorously.

Mao Hu also put away the wine gourd and got up and came to the ring, and took a deep breath while patting the remaining steamed bun dregs on his beard: "This kid has a very heavy yin qi on his body, and his face is weird, I'm afraid he is not a good stubble!" After speaking, he opened his throat and shouted: "Xiao Erha, be smart, don't brace if you can't do it, saving your life is the most important thing!"

This sentence is similar to Mo Laosan's instructions before leaving, Mo Erha seems to think of his father, and his confidence is a little more, and a smile appears on his nervous face.

After waiting for a short and half a moment, Zuo Qiuyun shook his body and came to the ring. Despite the constant urging of the audience, Yu Danfan was also a little impatient, but there was no time to play in Linggu's new rules, so he had nothing to say. After he came closer, Yu Danfan breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand to signal the start of the competition, and then turned around and walked out of the ring.

At the beginning of the competition, the normal number of matches will be changed to the first moment, and at the beginning of the moment, both sides will take the lead to get the first opportunity, but at this time, the two people in the ring are standing in place and moving slightly!

Mo Erha didn't move because he hadn't figured out the true situation of the other party, and if he made a rash move, he would likely reveal flaws, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

And Zuo Qiuyun didn't seem to want to do anything at all, he still lowered his head to his chest, and his arms naturally drooped like a corpse!

After frowning and observing for a long time, Mo Erha finally couldn't bear it anymore, raised his hand and drew a thunder talisman and took the lead in splitting it.

The spell condensed, the thunder suddenly rose, and a bolt of lightning fell from mid-air and slashed directly on Zuoqiu Yun's head. But after a burst of green smoke, Zuo Qiuyun still stood in his original posture, without the slightest scar on his body.

Seeing this scene, everyone whispering in the audience quieted down, and their eyes were locked on Zuo Qiuyun, not knowing what kind of fame he was doing.

The blow was ineffective, and Mo Erha was also very puzzled, but he still changed the system and redrew an ice talisman to attack for the second time.

After the spell was finished, a light blue cold air whistled away, and when it came closer, it quickly condensed into more than ten ice beads and flew over like a hidden weapon!

With a crackling sound, the ice beads all fell to the ground after hitting Zuo Qiuyun's body, and he was still indifferent!

Mo Wenyu twisted his eyebrows and pondered for a moment, then his eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted softly: "It's not good, that's not the body, Erha flash!"

Mo Erha turned his head to look at the stands when he heard the sound, and before he could react, he felt the sound of the wind in his ears protrude, and then he was hit in the back of the head with a heavy punch, and the whole person flew straight forward!

Tuchen turned his gaze and was surprised to find that there was still a Zuo Qiuyun standing behind Mo Erha, also dressed in green clothes, with his head bowed and his hair hanging down, standing in place with a wooden face!

This time, Mo Erha was not beaten lightly, he got up and shook a few times to maintain his balance, and the tip of his nose was also rubbed against a piece of flesh, and blood slowly seeped out!

Looking at Zuo Qiuyun behind him, Mo Erha wiped the blood on the tip of his nose, scolded despicably in annoyance, and then turned around and rushed up to punch and hit.

After a few punches, the steel-like hard texture made Mo Erha faintly feel that something was wrong, and he hurriedly dodged and jumped away. But it was too late, Zuo Qiuyun, who was already regarded as a puppet by him, had already come to the front, slashing at the back of the heart with one hand, he suddenly felt a sweet throat and eyes, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!

Tuchen clenched his fists tightly and was anxious, Mo Wenyu moved his fingers to help secretly, but after looking at Tang Limo and the two elders sitting on the top of the third floor, he had to shake his head and give up......

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and in the next few rounds, although Mo Erha tried his best to resist, he couldn't even touch Zuo Qiuyun's body, and he was beaten with a swollen face and staggered steps.

Seeing this, Mao Hu couldn't help but scold on the side: "Little Erha, you let Lao Tzu's words as a fart, didn't you!

Mo Erha turned his head to look at the bruised eyes that had been beaten, and seemed to understand something, and suddenly there was a glimmer of brilliance on his face. Then he used all his strength to gather his true qi into the palm of his hand, glared at Zuo Qiuyun on the left and rushed forward!

At the same time, Zuo Qiu Yun, who was standing on the right side, also launched another attack, and quickly chased after him in the rear.

Just when he was about to reach the target, Mo Erha snorted and suddenly turned around and punched over!

Where would Zuo Qiuyun, who was in hot pursuit, expect this change, and suddenly looked shocked, and it was too late to dodge, so he could only watch himself quickly meet it......

After a muffled sound, Zuo Qiuyun's body was knocked into the air, and then he fell heavily to the ground and spat blood, struggling a few times and unable to get up again. The puppet on the other side also collapsed in an instant, turning into a green coat and a few pieces of wood scattered around.

The victory and defeat have been divided, Yu Danfan came to the stage and announced loudly: "The final stage, the first game, congratulations to Mo Erha for becoming the first new disciple of this year!"

After hearing this, Mo Erha nodded slightly and walked out of the ring, came to Tuchen and grinned: "Daddy knows, he must be happy......" After speaking, his body trembled and fainted......

Walking to the side, Mao Hu touched Mo Erha's pulse and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's nothing, it's just that the qi is weak and exhausted, and the good food and drink will be alive and kicking in two days! I said Young Master Mo, after this wave of martial arts competition, do we have to celebrate with some good wine and food?"

Mo Wenyu nodded: "Don't worry, it's a trivial matter...... halfway through the words, his eyes suddenly became sharp: "He's here!"

"What's he?" Tuchen looked up and saw five shadows appear at the bottom of the mountain, seemingly moving extremely slowly, but approaching the Dragon Tiger Platform at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mao Hu pursed his lips: "Yo, isn't that Liu Rupeng, the eldest son of the Liu family, Young Master Mo, do you two have any festivals, why do you look like enemies when you meet?"

Mo Wenyu narrowed his eyes and stared straight at Liu Rupeng's shadow, and snorted for a moment: "Not now, but there will definitely be in the future!"