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If Mo Yan was just a spectator in the first two games, then in the next competition, he said that he would be an extra, after all, the referee had already shouted his name, go and go, and if you don't go, you have to catch the duck on the shelf. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info╔╗

There are not many players in this group, about 50 people, to tell the truth, with the ability of the vast majority of them, they can be qualified for the position of the patriarch of a small race, and generally people at this level are not until now, except for some large races with talents, because of the reason of competition and incentives, no one will come to participate in this kind of competition until now, after all, the real meaning of this game is to cultivate the strength of the juniors of the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, and the sixth-level spirit beasts are already adults, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are the backbone, once there is a war in the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, these people are the main combat power, so it is conceivable how difficult these opponents Mo Yan is facing nowThe encounter of the strong is destined to have a good show today, according to the experience of the past generations, the third game is often the most exciting game, the competition is almost close to the actual combat, the viewing value is extremely high, and it is not until this time that some special bodies have appeared in the stands one after another, all human faces. ╔╗ "It seems that these old guys can't sit still, is there really a master hidden here?" Mo Yan asked himself.

While the players in the field were tense, there were two people hidden in the dark, a middle-aged man wearing a crown of heaven and a royal robe, and an old man wearing a gray robe with his hair tied in a bun, and the two were the Honglie Demon King and the Taishang Elder Huyan Botu. ╔╗ "Brother Huyan, who do you think will have a better chance of winning this competition?" "Two people, the self-order of the Tiger Clan, and Hu Biqi of the Vulture Clan" "Ao? Tell me about it" "These two people actually already have the combat power of a seventh-level spirit beast, but they haven't broken through yet, and in the face of absolute strength, others will naturally not be the opponents of the two of them." "Well, that makes sense, but what about the others?" "Your Majesty wants to say whether His Highness Mo Yan has the possibility of advancing to the next round, right?" Haha, those who know me are Brother Yan, after all, my son is a mere human body, and it has only grown up in the past 100 years, I think when I first met him, he was a small mid-stage foundation monk, although he has gained some opportunities over the years and has been promoted one after another, but after all, the years of cultivation are still shallow, sometimes the level of cultivation can not really be equated to see the depth of the monk's skills, after all, the more you go to the back, the higher the cultivation of the monk's skills and the advantages of the magic weapon in the fighting method is also very large, maybe it can even play a decisive role in the critical time。 ╔╗""Your Majesty, I have arranged for Zixuan to secretly assist Prince Moyan, and the old man estimates that there will be no problem with this round of qualification, but the next one-on-one random lottery competition will not dare to make a conclusion." ╔╗""Skills are not as good as people.,This is also a helpless thing.,The king who can do it has done his best.,Then it's up to this little guy's own performance.,I hope don't let the king down.。 Listening to the old man's analysis, Hong Lie had to comfort himself, after all, it was enough for tens of thousands of years to have such a shocking performance as Ah Guda, and even the demon king himself didn't dare to have the opportunity to see each other again in this life, so he just asked Mo Yan not to be eliminated early in the first round of melee and lose the face of the royal family, as for the next one-on-one competition, this is the consensus of the cultivation world, under the same cultivation, ordinary humans will not be the opponent of demon beasts, so the demon king does not dare to expect anything.

The people in the stands were obviously very high-natured, and the patriarch of the Jackal Clan, Ahuqi Bo Ming, said provocatively to the patriarch of the Tiger Clan, "Entertain yourself, brother, how about the next bet?" "Ao? Brother Bo Ming, how to play, tell me about it?" "I bet that the prince of Mo Yan can't last a quarter of an hour on the field, how about betting on two middle-level spiritual veins?" "Brother Bo is so unoptimistic about Mo Yanxian's nephew, he really doesn't dare to agree with his own entertainment, even if this bet is quite tempting, how about accompanying the brother to have a look at the entertainment." ╔╗”“ Hmph, stinky boy, do you think I don't know that you specially sent your clan to end the retreat early and come over to help that person come to the kid, but although your self-order ability is not small, but Hu Biqi of the vulture clan and my nephew Lieri and the kid of the Teng Snake clan plus the little guys of the other clans suddenly joined forces to catch you off guard at the beginning, I'm afraid that under the joint efforts of everyone, you can't protect yourself from the self-order, this kid surnamed Mo can't obediently climb out of the field, hum, Hong Lie will let your cheap son lose your royal face today。 After making a good bet with Ziyu, Ahuqi shifted his gaze to Dahar and the others beside him, and several people looked at each other and smiled tacitly. They all showed the posture of winners.

The crowd in the gambling arena outside the arena is naturally impossible to know, the position in the center of the arena is in the middle of the sword at this time, Ahuqi Scorching Sun and several people are standing in front of Mo Yan and the others at this time, a few pairs of big crimson eyes are like staring at the prey tightly Mo Yan, it is conceivable that once the war starts, Mo Yan will be their only goal. "Human boy, one last word of advice, it's too late to quit now. Teng Snake still said in a cold voice as always. "Sorry, I'm not interested" Mo Yan's tone was light and terrifying, as if he was facing the air, without the slightest feeling. Suddenly angry, the two opposite sides jumped for a while, if it weren't for the referee's whistle not being remembered, I am afraid that they would have rushed over desperately. "I know you're not interested in entering the Phantom Thunder Pool, and this time I'm here to help this Mo Yan, but do you think you can stop it?" "Hehe, Hu Biqi, I can't help myself, His Royal Highness the Prince must pass the first round of melee, I think with his strength, I'm afraid that he won't pose a threat to you in a one-on-one battle, so if you are willing to promise to let go, how about I take the initiative to quit in the next battle?" Hehe, you think too highly of yourself, and in a while, not only will that human kid get out, but so will you. "Okay, okay, in that case, let's see the real trick later." ”

After all, it was the high-level demon cultivator's fighting that spread too widely, so the organizer created a temporary formation around the royal square, which was enough to ensure that the fighting methods of the monks would not spread too widely, causing unnecessary losses to the palace, and an hour later, everything was ready, and with the referee's whistle, the tense atmosphere exploded completely like the temperature of a powder keg had reached a critical point for release.