Mo Yan watched coldly as Lang Yong fought with the monks around him.

He could see that Lang Yong knew a lot of people, and he knew all the monks around him.

However, he has a bad relationship with everyone, he is also bold, he has no scruples about the Qiance Army and the Flying Tiger Army, laughing and scolding, and does not save face at all.

Maybe it's because he is sick and sympathetic to Mo Yan, Lang Yong treats Mo Yan well, and protects Mo Yan everywhere between his words.

"I can tell you, don't think that Xiao Mo and I have no background, Hong Xiaozhu is our biggest background!

But if anyone plays yin, hehe, my Lang Yong is not blind, unless you play me to death today, otherwise you will suffer in the future. Lang Yong blinked his little eyes and said eloquently.

Mo Yan was grateful for his statement.

The strength is weak, and the most afraid of others playing yin, a few people will set a person down, and they will often be unable to prevent it.

Lang Yong's eyes were small and shrewd, and his small eyes blinked and glanced at Hua Xiaoshuai and the others, who had been holding their identities and not speaking, and said:

"Second Brother Hua, you are also a leader today, you Black Nightmare Demon Rider and Flying Tiger Army have to be separated, don't you? There is also the Qiance Army, hehe, Brother Wei is not a Fen person!"

Hua Xiaoshuai smiled and glanced at Lang Yong, but finally his eyes were fixed on Mo Yan's face.

Mo Yan looked at him with eyes, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his brain only felt indescribably dizzy. With just one glance, he felt that the other party's divine thought was irresistible!

Yes, Hua Xiaoshuai did not use the skills of a ninth-level monk, but this glance was sharp, but his strength was immediately demonstrated.

Although his heart was beating faster, Mo Yan did not look away.

He knows that he can't show weakness at this time, no matter the final victory or defeat, whoever shows weakness at this time will be positioned as the target of everyone's attack.

There are eighty people in total, and in the end only thirty people will be needed, and fifty more will be eliminated.

Those who are eliminated are the weak.

Now everyone is standing together, everyone is testing each other, and the cowardice in this temptation must be the weak.

"Very good, very good!" Hua Xiaoshuai nodded and smiled, not knowing if he was right to Mo Yan or to Lang Yong.

Qian Cejun Wei Ming smiled and said, "Lang Yong, you don't have to bother to sow discord, if you have the opportunity, I will be the first to challenge you!"

When Wei Ming said this, the people around him were shocked, and they all looked at him and Lang Yong.

Lang Yong's expression was a little worried, but his tone revealed a sense of solidity: "Boss Wei, if this is the case, you will definitely not be disappointed! I don't care, Xiao Mo and I are both single, and if we lose, we will be defeated."

You are the leader of the Qiance Army, if you are defeated, the Qiance Army camp will become a swarm of headless flies, hehe......"

Lang Yong sneered, Mo Yan glanced at him in surprise, and found that this monk who was a little verbose and a little hanging, was really not to be underestimated.

Lang Yong looks inconspicuous, and he laughs and scolds between words, but the occasional aura can still be insulted.

Yes, who can be circled into a 40-person shortlist, where are the weak?

Wei Ming wanted to break through Lang Yong's provocative plan with one word, but he didn't expect that his opening was stopped by Lang Yong's words.

At this moment, he can't be allowed to show weakness, he can only be tough.

But in his heart, there may be a faint regret, from the subtle change in the expression on his face, Mo Yan read this.

Lang Yong also seemed to see through Mo Yan's thoughts, and he smiled and said: "Don't worry, we are in the same line, and I will definitely advance and retreat with you! We are children without parents, so we have to be self-reliant."

In any case, we can't afford to lose the face of Kozuki......"

...... The phantoms of the forty seeded candidates were played one by one on the main phantom wall of the Shenlong ** platform.

After the forty people finished playing one by one, today's Dharma Fighting Deacon loudly asked the forty sea selection monks in dark blue robes to enter the venue.

Under the thunderous roar, forty blue-clothed monks ascended to the Shenlong ** platform.

They stood facing the forty seed candidates, and gold and blue appeared on the Shenlong ** platform at the same time, and today's fighting method was about to start!

The voices were boiling, Mo Yan frowned slightly, he could clearly feel that there were many people looking at him.

And these eyes are basically full of hostility and unkindness, especially ...... Mo Yan raised his head suddenly, his eyes looking at the third person in the blue-clothed monk's camp.

"Qin Ge?"

Mo Yan had insight into the other party's identity through the other party's waist card, and he couldn't find this person's information in his mind.

But looking at the eyes of this kid looking at him, it is obvious that he is extremely unkind, as if there is really a grudge that cannot be resolved!

From the moment Qin Ge came to the stage, his eyes were fixed on the position where Mo Yan was standing.

A slight sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and among the forty seed candidates, Mo Yan was at the bottom of the table.

This seemed to make him feel at ease, he was in third place in the audition, and with the third sea selection monk against the last monk in the seed, how much suspense would there be in this victory?

As soon as he thought of this, the sneer on Qin Ge's face became even stronger.

"Ruotong, let you see today, Qin Ge is the real powerhouse, and the one surnamed Mo is just a wasted name!"

"Attention all monks, in the first part of today's fighting method, the seed candidate will challenge ......"

**On the stage, the supervisor who presided over today's competition loudly announced the rules of today's competition.

The first part is the seed selection challenge!

The so-called seeding challenge is that the Audition Monk freely challenges anyone who is seeded, and as long as he defeats one person, the Audition Monk will automatically advance.

If you are defeated, you will lose your chance to advance!

You can repeat the challenge, you can challenge it continuously, you can challenge it with wheels, and you can challenge each other!

Mo Yan frowned after listening to the rules!

I screamed in my heart that it was not good.

What kind of bullshit rule is this? You can repeat the challenge, the wheel challenge! Isn't this a naked encouragement to form gangs?

"Xiao Mo, the rules are ruthless enough!Hehe, it's a little interesting!" Lang Yong's voice sounded in Mo Yan's ears, "Do you know what it means to challenge each other?"

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

Lang Yong smiled strangely and said, "The so-called mutual challenge means that if you see someone in the blue-clothed camp is unhappy, you can directly kill him!

As seeds, we don't have a strong backer, and there is still a chance to rush out. But if it was a sea election monk, if they didn't have a strong backer, it could be said that they didn't have the slightest chance to rush out. ”

Mo Yan was taken aback, opening his mouth and unable to speak.

If it is really as Lang Yong said, then it is true, the seed candidate can directly kill the blue-clothed monk, what kind of rule is this?

"The generals are all the generals of my thirty-seven cities, and which one of the generals can encourage the existence of all forces......?"

(To be continued)