On the island surrounded by clouds and fog in the deep sea, the luxury villa stretching for hundreds of miles stands quietly. At noon, the sun goes through the level exercise ground scattered by layers of thick fog. With the sound of a sky shaking Gong, the battles on several high platforms begin.
The exchange competition of the young disciples of the right path of the demon killing conference officially begins. The selection for several days in a row will determine the final candidate to enter the supreme secret.
Mo Li has no competition in the afternoon. In the southeast arena, he is standing in front of the crowd with his arms in his arms. He is also standing beside him. He will fight tomorrow.
The challenge arena in front of the two men is on. This competition point is much more lively than other places. The main reason is that the five people in this group are all outstanding women.
Baili Zheng, Su Qing, Fang Yi, Tang Yan and Xue Wumeng.
Baili Zheng and Su Qing, needless to say, are two talented girls of zhengqimen. Xue Wumeng and her elder martial brother Li wuhui are also the rising stars of Xichuan. The remaining two girls are one of the four disciples of tianyinfang. No one dares to underestimate the origin of the three schools. The remaining Tang Yan is a disciple of a super power in Xichuan, and her strength is the weakest in this group.
"Ha ha ha - the strength of younger martial sister Xue is really beyond saying. The suspense of this scene should be small!"
Su ranxue's first opponent is Tang Yan, who should have just broken through to the imperial realm. Su ranxue obviously didn't make any effort, but the scene still showed one-sided.
Hearing Zhicheng's words, Mo Li nodded slowly and said with a light smile, "this girl has been kind since she was a child. Otherwise, the fight would have ended long ago!"
Mo Li is very clear about her woman's strength. She definitely has a chance to compete for the top of the exchange competition. That is to say, she is worried that the girl's self-confidence will be hit, so she will have the spare power to see how to break it.
As the battle goes on, the girl on the high stage seems to understand that she and her opponent are not in the same level. After the long sword contact, they retreat respectively. The girl looks at the elegant woman like a fairy falling from the dust in the sky and smiles bitterly: "thank you, sister Xue, I give up!"
The girl's voice is very clear, like a stream flowing from a mountain stream.
"Your talent is very good. Let's talk more if we have a chance. Maybe I can help you!"
The girl's eyes lit up.
"Good - I hope sister Xue will take care of me when I have a chance!"
Nowadays, all the powerful families in Xichuan know that Xue Wumeng is not only highly cultivated, but also an excellent doctor. Girls can't get to know such a person.
"Xue Wumeng wins!"
This is not too much suspense of the game will soon come to an end, although the people still want to, but still sent a warm applause.
At the end of the competition, Su ranxue stepped down from the stage and nodded calmly in response to the congratulations from the people around her. When she came to Mo Li's body, she showed a light smile.
"Next game, Su Qing against Fang Yi!"
The old man on the stage announced the players of the next match.
Two graceful postures slowly walked up from the left and right sides of the challenge arena, the same white brocade, the same delicate and capable.
"Hahaha - brother wuhui, you are really here. I said you must have come to see younger martial sister Ling's competition, eh? Miss dreamless, have you finished
Hearty laughter came from behind, and Wang Ting squeezed several people from the crowd.
Su ranxue nodded faintly, and Mo Li showed a warm smile: "how -- brother Wang, did you lose or win this game?"
"Brother, did you deliberately bury me?" Wang Ting rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "I just gave up as my brother said. You didn't see Luo Zixiao's expression - tut Tut, I think he was depressed!"
In addition to Luo Qian, who is not named Mo Qianxian, they also have Luo Zixiao and Yang Sui. Yang Sui's tianyingzong is affiliated to zhengqimen. In private, he is close to Luo Zixiao. Needless to say, he knows that they are wearing the same pair of trousers. This time, Wang Ting will fight against Luo Zixiao, which may affect his subsequent fight with Yang Sui, and even completely lose his ability to compete. You should know that although it's not allowed to take people's lives in this competition, it's OK to fight hard to take care of himself!
As soon as the schedule came out, Mo Li reminded Wang Ting to admit defeat directly. The other side was also a smart man and understood immediately.
"Ha ha - that guy is very small-minded. It's right to keep one more heart." Mo Li reached out and patted Wang Ting on the shoulder, then his eyes were attracted by the battle that had started on the high stage.
"Qingfeng palm"
"Tianyinbo"
The two girls who looked charming in the challenge arena were thunderous when they met each other. They didn't use weapons, but their fighting spirit was strong.
Mo Li and Su Qing don't get along for a long time. They are just friends. Before, they didn't find that this girl would break out a momentum that doesn't belong to boys when she fights with others. Usually, I don't know where I've been. The fierce attack between the white and white wrists doesn't look like a little girl should have.
The two seem to have the same level of strength, and they are both water practitioners with similar styles. The first day of junior high school is the same. Both the level and the fighting experience are between Bo Zhong and Bo Zhong. The competition shows a burning trend at the beginning.
Mo Li watched the battle on the high platform without blinking. The two men's sects were among the best in Xichuan, and they were also the core disciples of the sect. Their exquisite combat skills came out in endlessly, which also gave him the opportunity to spy on them.
"This woman is not from tianyinfang!" Zhicheng looks puzzled from the beginning. After a while, he finally says something that makes Mo Li surprised.
"Not from tianyinfang? Elder martial brother Zhicheng, how can you be sure? "
"She didn't use tianyinfang's fighting skills! Even though the first wave of Tianyin has the word "Tianyin", it does not belong to Tianyin square! "
Zhicheng's determination makes Mo Li more confused.
"More than that, this woman's age... Is a little strange!" Su ranxue also opened her mouth, and what she said made the nearby people confused.
"Miss dreamless, you mean she's over the age of the competition limit? It's impossible! The forefathers of the three schools are very strict. If so, how can she be qualified to participate in this competition? "
"I can't tell the details - I can feel that her bone age is really only in her twenties, but I always feel that this woman's age is not right, like... It's like she stopped growing in a certain period of time!"
Women's words make people more and more confused, Mo Li's eyebrows are also more and more wrinkled.
In my heart, I was confused and confused. The fierce battle on the high stage suddenly took a turn. The frequency of the two men's hands became faster and faster. After another close encounter, the crowd around me was dumbfounded.
Such as jade smooth small hand card owner of the other side's neck, the original anxious war suddenly stopped.
The referee on the edge of the high platform did not have the slightest wave of happiness and anger. He looked at the two people standing still in the center and announced with calm faces:
"Fang Yisheng!"
Su Qing's body is as stiff as ice, several people who are assisted by zhengqimen under the stage are also stunned on the spot.