"What is the rule of this battle?" Su Mo asked in a deep voice. As long as he can play, it will be the ending of winning.
So, it depends on what rules are.
"The battle for the battle is held by our Fenglei Shen Sect, the Eight Eyes Clan, and the Shadow Clan. It is divided into four games, namely the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm, the middle stage, the late stage, and the Great Perfection. Which side wins more strength, which side is the winner!" Xu Ming explained.
"What if the two sides have the same number of games to win?" Su Mo asked again.
"The two forces will continue to compete!" Xu Ming said.
"So that's it!" Su Mo understood that even if he could play, he could only compete in one game, the middle stage of the Martial Saint Realm.
"Brother Su, that's the skill of the top monster. The sect has already confirmed the candidate for the battle. It's not something we can participate. We can only hope that the monster of the Fenglei God Sect can win!" Xu Ming sighed and then grew up.
"Brother Su, I'll say goodbye if I have nothing to do!" Xu Ming said.
"Brother Xu wait, will you go to watch the battle during the battle?" Su Mo asked.
"Of course!" Xu Ming nodded.
"Okay, then we'll go and watch the battle together!" Su Mo said with a smile. Although he seemed not to be able to participate in the battle, it could be determined by the situation at that time.
"Well, I'm leaving!" Xu Ming nodded. He didn't think much about it, and then left Su Mo's residence.
"interesting!"
After Xu Ming left, Su Mo shook his head and smiled bitterly. How could he be the most evil demon in Tianhuang and the strongest saint king in Tianhuang history have no reason to win?
I just hope that I can have a chance to take action.
Shaoqing, Su Mo began to practice in the attic.
Time flies, and more than twenty days passed quickly. Xu Ming's voice sounded outside the attic: "Brother Su, the battle for the battle is today!"
Upon hearing this, Su Mo immediately ended his cultivation and walked out of the attic.
Outside the attic, Xu Ming, wearing a brocade robe, stood with a long body, smiling.
"Brother Xu!" Su Mo hugged the other party.
"Brother Su, half an hour later, dozens of martial saints from our Fenglei Shen Sect set out together, let's go to the top of the mountain!" Xu Ming said.
"Um!"
Su Mo nodded and then followed Xu Ming toward the top of the mountain.
At the top of the mountain, there is a platform of more than a hundred feet in radius. By the time Su Mo and Xu Ming arrived, there were already more than 30 people here.
"Senior Sister Lin! Senior Brother Wang, Junior Brother Huo...!"
Xu Ming greeted many people, especially to the senior sister Lin among them, who was particularly respectful.
Su Mo looked at everyone and found that the more than thirty people were all young people, and their cultivation ranged from the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm to the late stage, while the senior sister Lin's cultivation reached the peak of the late stage of the Martial Saint Realm.
This woman is wearing a blue long skirt and has a very tall figure, half a head taller than an ordinary man. Her long legs hidden under the skirt are straight and slender.
The woman's face is also extremely beautiful, with fair skin and extremely delicate facial features.
However, this woman's eyes contained arrogance.
"Junior Brother Xu, is this martial saint who has just joined the sect recently?"
A young man at the peak of the middle stage of the Martial Saint Realm looked at Su Mo and asked Xu Ming.
"Well, his name is Su Mo. He only joined the sect a month ago!" Xu Ming nodded, and then introduced the more than thirty people to Su Mo one by one.
"Everyone, it's right!" Su Mo hugged everyone, without losing his manners.
"Good luck!"
"You're welcome!"
Many people gave Su Mo. Although Su Mo had just joined the Fenglei Divine Sect and had a low status, after all, the peak cultivation level of the middle stage of the Martial Saint Realm is there, and most people dare not underestimate it.
"You can obviously become a guest elder, why do you become a disciple?" Senior Sister Lin looked at Su Mo and asked faintly.
In recent years, there have been several martial saints who have joined the Fenglei God Sect, but others have chosen to be guest elders, while Su Mo has chosen to become a disciple of the inner sect, which makes her confused.
"Senior Sister Lin, the guest minister is just a guest minister after all, but the disciple can be one step closer!" Su Mo said with a smile.
"Your ambition is quite good!"
Senior Sister Lin chuckled and said, "This battle is your opportunity to increase your knowledge. You are a casual cultivator who has not been trained by the sect. There should be a big gap in all aspects!"
"Yeah!" Su Mo nodded without admonition.
Immediately, Su Mo did not talk more and continued to wait.
About half an hour later, two figures flew over from another mountain peak not far away, and in an instant, they landed on the top of the mountain.
These two are an old man and a young man.
The old man was wearing zither clothes, about 60 years old, and was relatively thin but had a flickering spirit.
Another young man was wearing a white thunder pattern gown, with a cold face, tall and upright figure.
Both of these two are the Great Perfect Saint Kings of the Martial Saint Realm.
Especially the old man, he felt that his cultivation was erect and he did not develop, so he should be not far from the realm of the Void God.
"I have met Elder Jiang and Senior Brother Wan!"
Seeing this, everyone bowed and bowed, and it was obvious that these two people had a great identity.
"No gift!"
The old man, Elder Jiang, waved his hand, then glanced at everyone, nodded slightly, and everyone who should come was already here.
In fact, this kind of battle only requires four disciples, namely the early stage, the middle stage, the late stage and the Great Perfection of the Martial Saint Realm.
And the others were just watching the game.
At this time, Elder Jiang saw Su Mo and asked, "You are Su Mo who has just entered the sect recently?"
Most of the senior executives of the Fenglei Divine Sect have already known about the new martial saint in the sect.
After all, the entire Fenglei Shen Sect has only a few dozen martial saints, and each of them is the focus of attention in the sect, even though Su Mo is not at a high level now.
“That’s right!”
Su Mo nodded, then pondered for a moment, and said, "Elder, can I fight in this battle?"
He made a request to Elder Jiang. The other party was obviously the leader and should be able to make the decision.
The reason why he made a request was that the people of the Fenglei God Sect were too weak and would not have a chance of winning then.
Only by taking action can he win.
"You're going to fight?"
When Elder Jiang heard Su Mo's words, he was stunned. Xu Ming, Senior Sister Lin and more than 30 other people were also stunned.
Everyone couldn't help but feel speechless. This kind of battle is a battle between the demons of major forces. You, a casual cultivator who just joined the sect, still want to go out to fight?
Especially Xu Ming, he told Su Mo that this was a battle between monsters, but he didn't expect that Su Mo would even cause trouble.
"You, a disciple who has just joined the sect, are not qualified to fight!"
At this time, a cold voice sounded, and the person who spoke was the young Saint Wang Wan.
"As soon as I joined the sect, I am not qualified to fight?" Su Mo frowned slightly and looked at Senior Brother Wan. What does this nature of the battle have to do with the time when I joined the sect?
"You can't participate in this level of battle?" Senior Brother Wan said in a faint voice.
Even he was not sure that he could defeat the monsters of the Shadow Clan and the Eight-Eyed Clan. The guy in front of him was so ignorant of the sky and the earth.
However, he was not angry either. After all, these new people who joined the sect were basically casual cultivators, and many of them were shallow people.
Chapter completed!