Undoubtedly, two consecutive draws of time, in addition to everyone's ridicule and Mo Yan's own depression.

It's also a small tidbit in the tense family comparison.

Mo Ning, who had been watching the battle in a wheelchair in the corner tower, had been nervous, but when he saw his younger brother's innocent and depressed expression on the main fighting talisman platform, he couldn't help but smile.

"This kid's luck is not bad, at least he is in the top ten of the clan, and there will be at least a consolation prize. ”

The clan is the stage for the victors, and the clan is cruel! But being able to qualify for the clan is a kind of happiness and glory in itself.

As soon as he thought of this, the sad color on Mo Ning's face flashed, although so many years had passed, there was still hope in his heart.

When he first heard that there was a cure for his leg injury, his excitement was indescribable, and he couldn't sleep that day.

Even though I know it's hard, as long as there is hope, it's always something to look forward to.

His father told him that Elder Red had found an elixir that could heal his legs, so how could he not be moved in his heart?

When he heard that this time the core disciple clan had the opportunity to follow Elder Hong to the outer gate than the first place, why didn't he want Mo Yan to get this opportunity?

If there is a younger brother following Elder Hong, the next time he encounters that kind of elixir, he will definitely not miss it!

But on the other hand, reason told him that Mo Yan's current cultivation realm is not enough, although Mo Yan's strength is very perverted, and the law is very perverted, but the difference in the realm is insurmountable.

Above Mo Yan, there are five Nian-level cultivators, and this camp is unbreakable.

"Maybe next year!", a thought came to Moning's mind, but he immediately rejected it.

The people that Elder Hong wants have always been known for being harsh, and this year, she asked for someone from the core disciples, which can be said to be the first time in the world, where will there be such a good thing next year?

Mo Ning completely broke off his thoughts, but today he still couldn't help but come to watch the battle, he had a hope in his heart that he couldn't even say, he hoped for something but didn't know!

On the fighting platform, the battle was very fierce, and in the second round of the competition, the highlight was the strong showdown between Mo Zhe and Mo Guang on the No. 3 platform.

Mo Guangsheng was tall and handsome, with a yellow robe covering his body, his clothes moving in the wind, and his temperament was extraordinary.

He arched his hand and said, "Cousin Mo Zhe, I won't keep my hand today, you can give it a go!"

A sneer appeared on Mo Zhe's face, and he said, "You lost to Mo Feng last year, but this year you are destined to continue to regret!"

The dispute between the two has not yet begun, and the smell of gunpowder is extremely strong.

Mo Guang's rune soldier is a cyan flying sword, the flying sword is sacrificed, the forest rune light on it flickers, the rune light flashes, the breath of the law is dense, and it is indeed a dividing monk of the great perfection of the law.

Mo Zhe faced Mo Guang's strong rune soldiers, he snorted coldly, and sacrificed the "Three-Yuan Cold Moon Fork", and the red runes on the Cold Moon Fork seemed to be coming out of his body, turning red and red.

The speed of the "Three-Yuan Cold Moon Fork" was extremely fast, Mo Zhe shouted, and the unrivaled direct control of the Cold Moon Fork and Mo Guang were hard to fight.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The cold moon fork and the green sword collided three times in a row, the breath of the law and the fluctuation of the yuan force set off waves of qi, the void refracted, and the shadows of the two runes became blurred, only to see the two rays of light, one red and one green, intertwined, unprecedented intensity.

After three hard encounters, Mo Guang's face suddenly turned pale, and he retreated again and again.

Mo Zhe laughed and stepped forward, the aura of the law and telekinesis on his body suddenly became stronger again, and the red light of the "Three-Yuan Cold Moon Fork" was even worse, directly suppressing the green sword and unable to move.

"Ah......h

The crowd erupted in exclamation, originally everyone thought it was an unusually evenly matched fighting method, but they didn't expect that this was just a fight, and the victory or defeat was about to be revealed!

Mo Zhe's performance is extremely strong, and his powerful strength and laws are used by him to the fullest, Mo Guang can only admit defeat!

In the midst of great danger, Mo Guang mobilized all the laws in the sea of knowledge and tried to use the battle talisman to fight to the death.

"If you don't surrender, get out of the stage!"

Mo Zhe shouted, and the "Three-Yuan Cold Moon Fork" suddenly disappeared from the void, and appeared in front of Mo Guang the next moment.

"The Great Void!"

Mo Guang's eyes widened, his eyes stared at the Fu Guang Sensen's Fu soldier who was close at hand, and the next moment, the side of the Fu soldier touched his body, and the incomparable power enveloped his body, flying towards the bottom of the fighting talisman platform like a fallen leaf.

Mo Zhe shouted, gathered the talisman soldiers, and raised his hands high.

A huge cheer sounded, and some people had not yet recovered from the shock, but when they saw Mo Yan's action, they immediately began to applaud and cheer.

The victorious Mo Zhe was unstoppable, waving his fists and chanting words in his mouth.

"What is Mo Guang? If it was a real fight just now, he would have been forked into roast chicken!" Self-confidence quickly swelled in Mo Zhe's heart, he looked around, and saw those fellow disciples with earth-colored faces, and the pride in his heart was indescribable.

"Pretend!" Mo Yan spat out an extremely discordant voice, because of this voice, everyone around him looked at him.

Mo Yan snorted coldly, and looked at them with discord.

Because of a quick victory, Mo Zhe's popularity rose suddenly, and in the face of opponents of the same level, he showed an overwhelming surname advantage, making everyone believe that he was the first in the clan ratio today.

Therefore, in the next third round of the draw, everyone paid less attention to him.

After the second round of competition, due to the end of the second round, one more person abstained, and there were only eight people left, and among these eight people, Mo Yan, who had not been beaten, was one of them.

In the final eight rounds, there were four people who were Dividing Monks, occupying half of the country, and in the second round, several very strong fifth-level disciples jumped over the level to attack the Dividing Monks, but in the end they all failed.

It turns out that the gap in the realm cannot be bridged.

On the main fighting platform, in the third round of lots, Mo Yan walked up to the stage, and he was greeted with boos.

Especially the core disciples who were eliminated just now, this group of people was even more unbalanced in their hearts, they fought to the death on the Fighting Talisman Stage, and finally lost.

And Mo Yan fought straight ahead, but successfully entered the quarterfinals, and the jealousy derived from unconvinced seemed to be the only way to vent it through boos.

Mo Zhe sneered arrogantly, looked at Mo Yan with a squint, the corners of Mo Yan's mouth curved an arc, and said: "The higher you hold it, the harder it falls, and you are so awesome that you have two rounds, do you really think that you have become a sperm?"

Mo Zhe's face showed gloomy energy, and he said in a voice of only two people: "You'd better always be lucky, if you meet me, your end will be crippled!"

"Draw lots!" Mo Yan said coldly.

"No. 1 platform, Mo Yan, opponent Mo Jing!"

The deacon who drew lots reported the No. 1 lot, and he felt a long sigh of relief in his heart, although it was impossible for the situation of eight people to be free to draw, but Mo Yan was not comparable, and he was always dangling on the lottery table, which still made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Mo Jing's power is very strong, and the two rounds he eliminated are all strong players, Mo Yan's good luck ends here......"