The disciples of other courtyards felt that the underground courtyard was either a mistake in selecting people, or they couldn't think of it.

Only Chu indifferently subconsciously looked at Mo Yan, in his mind, or Mo Yan just said.

——"Xuanyuan lost a disciple. They will try their best to win in front of four people, so the first one must be the most powerful."

Mo Yan said, "you can't catch up with the poor bandits, because they know that they are in danger of being eliminated. They will certainly take out 100% or even surpass their best period to meet the enemy. At this time, even if your accomplishments are equal, they are likely to lose because of the opponent's desperate efforts."

The second elder martial brother subconsciously said, "the younger martial brother means..."

"The list and order of players are all set from the beginning. They will start from the strongest disciples, then we will change our order

Mo Yan showed a row of white teeth, meaningful, "let Tong he go up first to be beaten."

——Chu indifferently recalled, vaguely understood Mo Yan's plan.

The first round, it's going to start soon.

As soon as the second elder martial brother of Xuanyuan heard that he was fighting the weakest disciple of the underground courtyard, he looked a little strange. It was a look of contempt and doubt, which mixed together and made him look a little careless and arrogant.

Looking at Tonghe walking on the competition field, he only sneered and opened his eyes with disdain, "Oh, it's really a waste college. I can't even get the order of playing. Are you happy to die?"

"Very happy."

Originally, he thought that this sarcastic sentence would make Tong he show an angry, frightened and helpless expression. However, unexpectedly, Tong he took it lightly, "it's my great honor to compete with the second highest disciple of Xuanyuan."

Tonghe deliberately emphasized the second place of Xuanyuan, which made the second elder martial brother of Xuanyuan even more angry.

What kind of thing is the underground courtyard? How dare you ridicule his ranking in Xuanyuan?

The fourth peak master submitted the new project to Wuji immortal. He knew it.

He also knows that his master Fengzhu loves his elder brother Yuning more than his second disciple.

Even after Yu Ning fell ill, the fourth peak leader was thinking all day about how to avenge him. He didn't devote himself to cultivating him.

In order to get revenge for the elder martial brother, he made a new project, but he let the Xuanyuan disciples suffer a big loss from the new project. It was only at the beginning of the competition that there were only four people left in the team of five.

Fortunately, the fourth younger martial brother, who was seriously injured, was the elder martial brother's own younger brother. If he was a good young man in the Xuanyuan, he would have to turn against master Feng.

Matching to the weakest disciple in the courtyard, although insulting his strength, it's just a way to solve it and retain his strength.

"Go to hell!"

The second elder martial brother of Xuanyuan waved his hand and took Tong and his chest.

If this is not a good grasp, Tung and certainly on the spot spit blood, or even die!

The pupils of the onlookers shrank, and they felt a chill rising behind their heads.

The second elder martial brother of Xuanyuan is so vicious!

Seeing this slap in the face, he was about to greet Tong he. However, Tong he flew up in the air and went back, landing steadily on the test bench.

According to the competition rules, whoever leaves the competition platform first will lose.

As soon as Tung Ho's practice of escaping without fighting came out,