"I didn't expect that Christianity could really infiltrate even the Guwu sect. These warriors are all in the late stage of the day after tomorrow, so it's just right, after they deal with Huiqing Lao Ni, I will have another yellow finch behind me to reap the profits. ”

The Holy Light Cross in the hands of Huiqing Lao Nun was the main purpose of Yang Mo's coming to this martial arts competition. There is a lot of faith power in the Holy Light Cross, which is of great importance to Yang Mo's cultivation. As long as there is enough power of faith, Yang Mo can exchange a large number of spirit stones for cultivation, otherwise, on the earth where the spiritual energy is thin, it is simply delusional for Yang Mo's cultivation to progress.

And when Yang Mo was observing others, he also found that someone was paying attention to himself. On the referee's seat, basically the elders from the ten major sects were sitting to judge, and the Puji monk of the Fangong Temple sat on it and talked to others with a smile, but his gaze never left Yang Mo's body.

"It seems that this old monk is eyeing me. ”

Yang Mo looked at Lu Xiaoye beside him, and felt a little tricky. If he only came alone, he could have acted recklessly, and he would have escaped in the end. With his cultivation at the second level of Qi cultivation, even if he couldn't resist the siege of many martial artists in the late stage of the day after tomorrow, it would not be a big problem to escape.

But now he still has to protect Lu Xiaoye, which restricts him from outwitting the invincible. Otherwise, once he fails to escape, Lu Ono who came with him will immediately become the target of public criticism.

"Master, that's the person. The one who wears a hat and a mask on the third-rate sect's side, if he hadn't stopped me yesterday, I would have gotten the dragon tombstone in the hands of that slut of okra. ”

On the side of the Tongxuan Sect, Wei Yuan, who was at the fifth layer of the Martial Dao, pointed at Yang Mo with a vicious expression and said. Next to him was his master, Ye Binghui, an elder of the eighth layer of the Tongxuan Sect.

"A participating disciple of a third-rate sect seems to only have a third-level cultivation of the day after tomorrow. Wei Yuan, how could he be your opponent, and he could subdue you with one move?"

Ye Binghui stared at Yang Mo like a torch for a while, but he didn't find anything unusual, according to the strength of Yang Mo's body that he felt, it was only at the level of the third layer of the day after tomorrow.

"Master, I don't know why he moved so fast at that time, I dare to say that his strength is definitely not as simple as the third layer of the day after tomorrow. He must have hidden his strength, if it weren't for Master Puji coming in time to stop him, Master, I'm afraid what you see now is the corpse of the apprentice. ”

Wei Yuan pretended to be pitiful and said, "So, Master, you must avenge your apprentice!" Moreover, I suspect that in the end, the Dragon Tomb Mountain on Okra's body was snatched by his yellow sparrow. ”

"You can rest assured. If you can't even speak for you as a teacher, what face do we have in the Tongxuan Sect that ranks among the top ten ancient martial arts sects?"

Ye Binghui, it's time for me to be sent by Yangchun to ask you for justice. As soon as Ye Binghui's words were finished, Pang Yuan, an elder of the Yangchun Sect, walked over with his disciple with an angry face.

"Hehe! It turned out to be Elder Pang Yuan Pang from the Yangchun Sect! We haven't seen each other for several years, how is Elder Pang lately?" As soon as he saw that Master Pang Yuan was asking for guilt, Ye Binghui immediately pretended to be stupid and almost said.

"Okay! I'm very good! It seems that my Yangchun faction has been too low-key recently, so that my disciples can be intercepted outside, and I almost can't even save my surname!"

Pang Yuan had a dark face and questioned Ye Binghui, "Ye Binghui, your subordinate Wei Yuan tried to snatch the dragon tomb stone of my Yangchun sect disciple okra in Mingzhu City, and even wanted to kill people, you must give me an explanation today." ”

"Elder Pang, what are you talking about? It is common for young people to have disputes. Why do you have to rise to the point of killing people and destroying your mouth? Your Yangchun Sect is one of the top ten ancient martial arts sects, isn't it true that I am a Tongxuan Sect? If my disciple Wei Yuan offends your Yangchun Sect disciple, I will ask him to apologize to your disciple, and if you are aggressive, my Tongxuan Sect is not a vegetarian. ”

Ye Binghui, who was still smiling at the beginning, refused to admit it, waved his sleeves, and said, "Hmph! Elder Pang, it's the time of the martial arts competition, if there is anything that can be solved in the ring." Anyway, as soon as you get in the ring, life and death don't matter. If you Yangchun faction really have the ability, you will compete in the ring!"

"Hmph, Ye Binghui, you old horseman, wait for me. ”

Pang Yuan, who was huffing, took his disciple back to the position of the Yangchun Sect, and said to a male disciple of the sixth-level cultivation beside him, "Wang Yu, if you come to the stage in a while, if you run into a disciple of their Tongxuan Sect, especially that Wei Yuan, the four words 'kill and kill'." ”

"Uncle Pang, the disciple knows. This Tongxuan faction doesn't take my Yangchun faction in its eyes at all, and the disciple will seek justice for Senior Sister Okra. ”

Wang Yu, who is Xuanyu, is the number one disciple of the Yangchun Sect this time, and at the age of twenty-seven, he has already reached the sixth layer of the day after tomorrow. Similarly, it is also one of the only few sixth-layer contestants in this martial arts competition.

In addition, there are Zhang Zhen of the Zhang family, Yun Ziyi of the Po Samen Gate, Tian Licheng of the Gujian Gate, Dugu Liang of the Sanqing Gate and the Void Monk of the Fangong Temple. Except for Yun Ziyi of the Po Sa Sect, who has recently been promoted to the sixth layer of the day after tomorrow, the rest of the people have been in the sixth layer of the day after tomorrow for at least a year or two, and except for Zhang Zhen of the Zhang family, the rest are from the top ten ancient martial arts sects.

Posa Sect is a nunnery, and the exercises practiced are also a bit different, and it is the most mysterious among the ten ancient martial arts sects. The Ancient Sword Sect is the most sharp, good at swordsmanship, and its attack power is definitely the most among the ten ancient martial arts sects. Sanqingmen was born from Daomen, and the Sanqing Taoist Temple on Sanqing Mountain is where their sect is located, and Sanqingmen has always been the head of the ten major sects.

As the landlord of the Fangong Temple, there has always been no dispute with the world, and the monks are happy to everyone, and they clasp their hands together and call the donor. However, their strength should not be underestimated, because the Fangong Temple is currently the only one among the top ten sects that has two sects with peak cultivation in the open sect. The presiding master and the elder Puji are both masters who have entered the peak of the day after tomorrow and have cultivated for more than ten years.

"Ono, I'll participate in the martial arts competition in a while, be careful yourself, try to be in the place where I can see you offstage, and don't just walk away. As soon as you see your grandfather or Aunt Ping, tell me immediately. Yang Mo once again told Lu Xiaoyedao. His divine sense obviously noticed what had just happened on the side of the Tongxuan Sect, and knew that if he really met someone from the Tongxuan Sect in the ring, it was estimated that the other party would not let him go easily.

"I know. Lu Xiaoye replied in a whisper.

The registration process for the tournament was quickly completed, and the information of all the contestants was entered into the computer, and then randomly matched to determine their respective opponents.

Soon, the list of pairs for the first round of the tournament came out. Yang Mo found that his opponent was not very strong, just a second-rate sect disciple of the third layer of the day after tomorrow, and he knocked the opponent out of the ring without much effort. Then wait for the next round of the competition, there are about 400 martial artists in the whole tournament, and there are ten rings here, so even if the competition is non-stop, the first round will last for nearly two hours before the 200 people who enter the second round are decided.

In the first round of the competition, Yang Mo's performance was not too outstanding and eye-catching, he only caught a flaw in his opponent after a few moves with the opponent, and knocked him out of the ring, and his performance could only be regarded as the normal level of the acquired three-layer martial artist. This made the old monk Puji, who had been staring at Yang Mo, puzzled, and even made him doubt his previous judgment.

"This little friend named Chen Ming, his true strength is at least the sixth layer of martial arts. Could it be that he knows that I am paying attention to him, so he is deliberately hiding it?"

The old monk Puji was shocked, and the presiding officer beside him, Pushi, asked happily: "Senior Brother Puji, I see that you have been paying attention to that Chen Ming Xiaoyou of the Kunling Sect, but he is only an acquired third-level martial artist. ”

"Senior Brother of the World, you can feel it. Although this Chen Ming Xiaoyou only showed the strength of the third layer of the day after tomorrow, is the aura on his body somewhat similar to those dragon guards in Dragon Tomb Mountain?" The old monk Puji said the doubts in his heart, and the host immediately reacted, nodding in agreement: "Indeed, although it is not as strong as those dragon guards, it is indeed this kind of breath. It's definitely not something that we martial artists who practice martial arts have. ”

Similarly, after Yang Mo entered the ring, the okra of the Yangchun faction recognized Yang Molai at first sight, and shouted at the elder Pang Yuan: "Uncle Pang, it's him." This senior brother in the ring is Senior Brother Yang Mo who saved me. Before, he also asked me about the details of the Dragon Tomb Mountain martial arts competition, and it was clear that he said that there was no door and no faction, so how could he come to participate on behalf of the Kunling faction?

"Okra, are you sure it's him?But the strength he showed was only the third layer of the day after tomorrow, how could he subdue Wei Yuan of the fifth layer of the day after tomorrow with one move? And the name is not right, are you mistaken?" Elder Pang Yuan questioned.

"You can't go wrong. Although I don't know why Senior Brother Yang Mo would use someone else's name to compete, this person must be him. I can't remember his outfit and his figure. Okra affirmed.

And next to okra, the senior brother Wang Yu, who had just won the ring and came down, smiled happily: "Senior sister okra, this person saved you." If I run into him in the ring for a while, I will give you a face, and I won't let him lose so embarrassed. ”;