In the voice, the selection began.

A whole thousand old students are still mixed together for several times. It's very lively, and it's still 1v1.

For a moment, the challenge arena was very hot.

"Dang Dang Dang... "

"Boom Boom and boom... "

Ning Tao sat in his seat and looked down, but after only a while, he was not interested. Either he took a second, or he stuck. There was nothing to pay attention to.

Among the 200 talents, there was no ordinary pride. Half a quarter of an hour later, the battle was over.

"Field a is over, the students who are drawn to field B please come on," one elder called.

As soon as the words came out, Moxian jumped down.

But no accident, just down, and up again, even did not fight, the opponent actually directly admit defeat.

Ning Tao couldn't smile bitterly.

Ox king and snake king are promoted next.

The elder sister Hua Meili also participated in the competition. After joining dahuangtang, her cultivation improved by leaps and bounds. She was promoted to the realm of Zhun Wang, and miraculously survived the first round of fighting.

The flowers are beautiful and pleasantly surprised.

"Stage C, please come on!"

"Ding Chang students..."

More than half a day, a thousand students were directly eliminated, 500, very cruel, but also very helpless.

Next, there are more cruel ones.

Five hundred people competed for five places, exactly four, which fully showed that there were more wolves and less meat!

Jiang Chen, Sikong letter are easy to solve.

Among these people, Ning Tao is slightly surprised by one person. That is mo Xian's sister, Mo Li. Her strength seems to be not simple, and she once met her.

And fought side by side in the sunset mountains.

Soon, after a short rest, the second round of the competition began. It was in full swing. Ning Tao was not interested at all. Everyone around him was excited and kept shaking his arms, but he closed his eyes.

Rather than join in the fun, it's better to meditate and not waste any time.

In my mind, I came up with the big day Bible.

This Scripture is full of mystery, vastness and horror. It's just a remnant of the volume and two moves, but it's extremely mysterious.

I saw a big sun in my mind, which hung on the nine days, unattainable and sacred. Winter comes and summer goes, spring and autumn dream, it always exists, as if it is the most eternal thing in the world.

Ning Tao has been observing it, which can also be called the method of visualizing the sun. The burning sun comes from it.

Those two moves are not clear moves.

It points to a force.

Like the setting sun Immortal Emperor, he only understood one form in his life, that is, the first move, named "setting sun".

But Ning Tao's is Hot sun!

According to the words of the former generation of sunset, the sun is stronger than the sunset, because how can the sunset be compared with the hot sun in the dog days? In essence, it's worse.

In addition, Ning Tao also bears the sacred body of the sun.

Speaking of physique, he has a headache so far. The two are integrated, and there is no result up to now?

It made his heart burn.

The method of form and meaning can help.

In recent days, there are signs of integration

Ning Tao is practicing, but outside, the sun has become more dazzling, and the whole square is hot. Strange to say, shouldn't it be so hot at this time?

Especially in the ink string beside Ning Tao, Jiang Chen almost sweating, can't help looking at him strangely.

What the hell is this guy doing?

"Dang Dangdang... "

The people fighting below were already sweating, but at this time, they didn't dare to be distracted.

However, Dean Huang, Mo million, Lei Huang, Yu Huang and others looked at this side, and gently raised their eyebrows. This cultivation actually formed a vision.

It seems that the cultivation is unusual.

Is it above the law of the emperor?

In the meditation, the Dean Huang just flicks his sleeve lightly, and an invisible force cuts off the blazing heat.

All the people felt fresh.

As the competition continued, a black horse stood out and won the world's attention. There was also the pride of the past, but it was more and more exciting.

Fight to madness, fight to madness.

Hua Meili stops in the second round.

In the second round, the snake king also met Bai Lihua, but naturally he was defeated. The bull King entered the third round.

It's a pity that we stopped in the third round.

Time passes minute by minute, from day to night, the battle is ceaseless, the public see ziyouwei, not tired, all kinds of panacea is provided to take.

It can't affect the game.

Ning Tao, however, has never opened his eyes since then. He indulges in cultivation and observes the sun.

The idea was refined under the baking of the sun.

Every moment is improving.

It's true thatI don't know how long later, the outside world seems to have some strange feelings. Ning Tao's mind shakes and withdraws from the cultivation state. He can't help but frown and look around.

I found that there were only two arena left in front of me.

Hundreds of challenge arenas are piled together to form two huge duels, which are often superimposed.

And in the challenge arena, he is actually the most familiar with the two teams, Ning Tao is not forbidden color change, how can?

Sikongxin vs Moxian!

Jiang Chen vs Mo Li!

Mo Xian's sister rushed to the top four?

What's the matter with Ning Tao? How many days has this been? Are there only four people left in a thousand?

"What round is this?"

"The eighth round," chief Sikong responded with difficulty.

Few people noticed that his fists were tightly clenched in his sleeve. Sikongxin was the one he had to surpass since he was a child. This battle was also of great significance to him.

Ning Tao scratched his head. Has he reached the eighth round? Are these the two strongest people to decide?

Millions of people were screaming with excitement.

The most popular are the two old enemies, Moxian and sikongxin. They have been fighting till now, and each has its own victory or defeat.

At this critical moment, we finally meet again!

Who can win, a little Lord of the wasteland army and a little Lord of the overlord clan?

"Hoo Hoo Hoo... "

"Plop Plop... "

Gradually, the field can clearly hear the heartbeat, Jiang Chen and Mo Li have been fighting.

And Mo Xian took a deep breath, looked at the Sikong letter in front of him, and said: "I knew there would be such a day. Come on, it's time to tell the difference."

"Hum, as you wish," Sikong Xin snorted coldly, then turned into a sword light and killed him.

It's a big, smooth, shiny one.

"Kill..."

"Boom Boom, boom... "

A knife and a sword is hard to give up. Both of them know each other's roots and know the bottom of each other, so a shot is a killing move. They only divide the victory and defeat and give up the bottom card.

"Difa, Chongxiao boxing!"

"Difa, Moyun palm..."

In the blink of an eye, they have fought for thousands of rounds. Jiang Chen's side is over. Mo Li's defeat is completely crushed, but everyone is not surprised.

Now everyone's eyes are on it.

Ning Tao opened his perspective, closely watched sikongxin's fighting mode, and thought about how to deal with it. The strength of the two men was basically equal. Unless someone had a stronger hand, the situation could be reversed.

"Roar..."

A turn, ink from a ink knife cut down, however, suddenly noticed something wrong.

Sikong Xin's mouth is full of evil spirits, and his fist's strength is soaring. In a trance, there is a virtual shadow, but it's a flash in the pan, and his strength is surging wildly.

"Break ~"

with one punch, it hit Mo Xian's chest.

"Puff..."

Ink string pupil a shrink, open mouth spit blood, "wow" of a inverted fly, Sikong letter took the opportunity of crazy hand suppression.

Finally, in all the people's consternation, Mo Xian was knocked off the challenge arena with one punch, and vomited blood.

Sikong head "Teng" had to stand up and stare at Sikong letter's fist. Did he read it wrong just now? How is that possible? How could he do that?

Ning Tao's brow also tightly wrinkled.