Yan Po's defeat won the warm and lasting applause of all the disciples. The match between Tang Li and Yan Po was the first battle in the Tianyuan realm. Such a fierce battle attracted the attention of all the disciples.
At this moment, no one was distracted.
Tianyuan's battle is an eye-opening opportunity for Diyuan. They can learn many useful things from the battle, especially in the middle and even later stages of the battle, the gains will be greater.
In response to Yan Po's surrender, the great elder nodded and directly announced: "Yan Po loses and Tang Li wins. Please be prepared for the next battle."
Yan Po and Tang Li walked off the stage, and Tang Li's palm was penetrated. He needed a period of rest to prepare for the next possible game.
At this moment, the names of the two people on the list disappeared, and the names of three other people appeared - Mo Xuanzhang, Chi Lian and Gu Xiao.
"Eh? Why are there three names this time? Is it a crowd battle between three people?"
"Probably, but when it comes to group battles, it always feels weird, and that Mo Xuanzhang always gives me an unfathomable feeling. I think it might be Chi Lian and Gu Xiao fighting him."
"Two against one, isn't it unfair?"
"If there is an imbalance in strength, we can only use numbers to make up."
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Yan Ting looked at the list. When the names of three people appeared on the list, he guessed that this would be the result.
As an eighth-level Tianyuan, Mo Xuanzhang is the disciple with the highest cultivation level in the history of the outer courtyard. He has also activated the fourth-level mutated soul, the Heavenly Illusion Demon Eye. Countless halos have been added to his body, and his future is limitless.
Of course, the more powerful the person, the more powerful he should be. He should accept the challenge that matches him. Chi Lian and Gu Xiao are both fifth-level Tianyuan. Together, they are a force that cannot be underestimated. Even Mo Xuanzhang must be able to deal with it.
for a while.
There don’t seem to be so many strict rules for selection in this Tianyuan realm.
If Yan Ting had not been restricted by his soul and could only be the next challenger, based on his performance in the first round of selection, the Great Elder would have definitely let him compete with Mo Xuanzhang.
"Looking at this woman, she has no chance to play." Yan Ting secretly rejoiced and glanced at Qin Feiling on the left.
If this person gets promoted, the third round of selection will become a crushing competition, no matter who it is.
Mo Xuanzhang was carrying an ancient sword and was dressed in white clothes. He was tall, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and there was a compelling heroic spirit between his eyebrows. He walked up to the Fengyuntai with an indifferent expression, his expression as calm as an ancient well.
The six-foot ancient sword behind was wrapped in layers of black silk ribbons, leaving only the hilt exposed. The hilt was dark blue and had nothing special about it. However, when Mo Xuanzhang walked onto the Fengyun Tower,
, the ancient sword behind him suddenly buzzed, like a peerless sword that was waiting to be unsheathed.
Chi Lian wore a blue scimitar at his waist, with his right hand resting on the handle. His face was calm, and his eyes kept scanning Mo Xuanzhang's body. Gu Xiao looked more excited, grinning the whole time and gearing up. He had no weapons, just fists.
His most powerful weapon.
"That's Mo Xuanzhang. Look, he's really handsome!" As soon as Mo Xuanzhang stood on the stage, his cold temperament immediately attracted the screams of most of the female disciples.
There are thousands of Zhulu disciples, but there are only less than a hundred women.
Among all the disciples, mentors, and elders of the internal and external dean of Zhulu Academy, there are less than a hundred women. This situation also made the elders once think about a question: is there too few female disciples, causing the male disciples to have no passion?
chase?
"I've always heard that Mo Xuanzhang from the academy has a handsome face. When I saw him today, it turned out to be true." Because Mo Xuanzhang had been out for two years, he had not left much of an impression on everyone. Those who knew him had only been there for two years.
People who have entered the race before.
Gu Xiao smiled naively, took a step forward, smiled at Mo Xuanzhang and said: "Boss, we agreed in advance that you are not allowed to draw your sword, otherwise we will admit defeat and not fight you."
"Huh?" Mo Xuanzhang frowned slightly. What's the condition? Not to fight if you draw your sword?
"You draw your sword, no matter how tacitly we cooperate, it will only be a matter of time before we lose in your hands. If you don't draw your sword, let's see if we have a chance to give it a try.
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." Chi Lian explained, rubbing his thumb on the handle of the knife.
Mo Xuanzhang smiled helplessly, raised his right hand, and hooked four fingers together.
A cold light flashed in Chi Lian's eyes, and the blue knife on his waist was unsheathed in an instant, and it struck the top of Mo Xuanzhang's head. The blue light in Mo Xuanzhang's pupils gradually came closer, and he dodged strangely, and the light of the knife drew dozens of lines on the Fengyun Platform.
rice.
"So fierce!" Mo Xuanzhang said softly, as if he was asking, but also seemed to be asking himself.
"I don't dare to hold back on you. The admission to the inner court is based on performance." Chi Lian smiled evilly and waved the blue knife in his hand again. The blue light of the knife flew across the sky and went straight towards Mo Xuanzhang.
Mo Xuanzhang stretched out his right palm, and a vitality shield stretched in front of him, blocking all the swords. Behind him, a strong vitality force approached quickly. This force was not as sharp as Chi Lian, but it was extremely domineering.
He clenched a fist with his left hand and without looking behind him, he blasted it out directly. The majestic vitality poured out like a flood from a dam and hit Gu Xiao's fist. In an instant, the vitality energy vibrated, causing energy ripples in circles.
A hundred meters straight.
"Hiss——" Many people in the spectator seats gasped.
"As expected of the number one in the outer academy." Ling Changfeng praised with a smile. He was previously known as the number one person in the outer academy because these people had left the academy. He himself knew very well that when these people came back, they would only be better than him.
Powerful, but with his talent, he can definitely catch up, but only Mo Xuanzhang gave him a feeling of being insurmountable.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't surpass it, and even leveling it would be difficult, even if he activated the third-level mutated soul.
"Humph!" Gu Feiyan snorted coldly. He thought that he was not as talented as Mo Xuanzhang, but seeing Mo Xuanzhang being so popular made him feel very unhappy. Mo Xuanzhang seemed to be closer to Yan Ting.
, he once looked for Mo Xuanzhang, but the latter didn't even look at him, which made him even hold a grudge against Mo Xuanzhang.
"Back off." With a loud roar, Mo Xuanzhang's vitality strength rose rapidly. His arm shook, knocking Gu Xiao back more than ten steps. He pushed forward gently with his right palm, and the vitality shield suddenly flew out, straight into the red
practice.
Chi Lian's eyes turned cold, and the blue sword was raised high and struck down. A sword light several feet long was like a sky-swallowing giant beast, instantly shattering the energy shield. After a huge explosion, smoke filled the space between the two of them.
Being knocked back by Mo Xuanzhang's punch, Gu Xiao was not surprised, but more excited. He stepped on the ground and, as fast as lightning, aimed at Mo Xuanzhang's lower abdomen and punched him.
Gu Xiao's power has always been the strongest among the five except Mo Xuanzhang. His full blow is enough to threaten the seventh-level Tianyuan, so Mo Xuanzhang will not ignore it.
Bang!
With a dull sound, Gu Xiao's fist stopped three inches away from Mo Xuanzhang's lower abdomen - his wrist was tightly clasped.
Gu Xiao didn't panic at all, and threw out another punch from bottom to top, aiming to attack Mo Xuanzhang's right arm. Mo Xuanzhang raised his foot, resisted Gu Xiao's fist, and kicked it out. Gu Xiao was high
He bounced up and hit Mo Xuanzhang's kick with his knee. The shock force separated the two people, and suddenly the sword light suddenly came from behind him. Mo Xuanzhang swung his left arm horizontally, and a wave of vitality shook the sword light away.
Chi Lian held a blue sword and slashed it down from high in the sky. The blue sword's blade released an unusually blue light. Mo Xuanzhang could feel the unparalleled power from a distance of more than ten meters. No longer daring to be careless, he raised his arms to the sky and pushed out, instantly covering the ground.
Opening a vitality barrier, the blue sword slashed down, and the blue sword light turned into a twenty-foot-long sword light covering the blade. From a distance, it looked like a twenty-foot-long blue giant sword was being held.
The sword light struck the barrier, but was blocked by the barrier, unable to move any further. Chi Lian's face darkened, and he lowered his hands. After the sword light slashed across the barrier, he slashed it down with all his strength from above.
, cutting a long crack into the barrier.
Mo Xuanzhang's arms trembled slightly. Although there were cracks in the barrier, it was not broken.
Gu Xiao punched with his fists, and a crimson light flashed from the middle of his fists. He slowly pulled his fists apart, and the red light in the middle continued to bloom, forming a ball of red light floating in the void. Gu Xiao struck with a punch.
Entering the red light, the red light dissipated into the arm, and the arm suddenly turned red.
"Hongyang Juexin Fist."
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Gu Xiao took long strides, covering a distance of more than ten feet in two steps, and struck Mo Xuanzhang's back with his red fist.
This scene shocked even Yan Ting. Could it be that Mo Xuanzhang was going to lose?
With Chi Lian's sword in front and Gu Xiao's heavy punch behind him, Mo Xuanzhang was clearly in a passive state and didn't even have the chance to fight back.
Mo Xuanzhang's brows sank, one hand resisted the vitality barrier, and the other palm slowly turned. A ball of purple thunder and lightning quietly grew and then covered his entire palm. Facing the fist coming from behind, he gritted his teeth and palmed his hand.
Suddenly exploded.
"That's...Leigang Qi?!"
Yan Ting stood up in excitement and couldn't help shouting, he didn't expect that Mo Xuanzhang also practiced Lei Gang Qi.
Purple lightning and red light collided together, and Mo Xuanzhang's footsteps visibly shifted, but he only moved an inch and remained motionless.
Gu Xiao's expression finally changed. He had no reservations about this punch. He struck it before Mo Xuanzhang, but he blocked it like this. Is the gap between them already so big?
Chi Lian grabbed Mo Xuanzhang and was distracted for a moment. The dim blue sword light in his hand once again bloomed with divine power. The sword light also doubled from twenty feet, and it cut through the barrier again and slashed hard. This time, Mo Xuanzhang's condensed power
The energy barrier suddenly shattered, and the power of the sword continued unabated as it struck at Mo Xuanzhang's head.
Mo Xuanzhang raised his palm and tightly grasped the forty-foot-long sword, which made Chi Lian's pupils suddenly dilate, as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime.
This kind of sword light requires a lot of energy to be released. He planned to use all his strength from the beginning to join forces with Gu Xiao and use their trump cards to defeat Mo Xuanzhang. But now, Mo Xuanzhang cannot use his
Under the premise of knowing their trump cards, both of them played all their trump cards, but they still couldn't defeat Mo Xuanzhang directly.
Chi Lian gritted his teeth, regained his weak energy, and pulled out the sword light from Mo Xuanzhang's hand. The sword light slowly passed through the palm of Mo Xuanzhang's hand, but it didn't leave a trace of blood on his palm.
"Boss, Xuanzang's strength has improved greatly." The Sixth Elder said happily.
"Yes, you can maintain a stalemate with Gu Xiaochilian for such a long time without using weapons. If the Xuanji sword comes out, I believe it will be easy to defeat the two of them together." The seventh elder also praised.
The Great Elder remained silent. Is it really just a stalemate? No, Mo Xuanzhang has not used all his strength. Without using the Xuanji Sword, he still has not used all his strength.
Pulling out the sword light, Chi Lian swung his arms horizontally, his palms slightly deflected, the sword light deflected, and the back of the sword hit Mo Xuanzhang's chest mercilessly. Mo Xuanzhang let out a muffled groan, and his body flew backwards for dozens of meters and fell to the ground.
On the ground.
Chi Lian fell to the ground, his breath was chaotic and his breathing was rapid. He strengthened the sword light twice in a row. Even he had to consume a lot of energy. He swallowed a Yuan Zeng Dan, and the Yuan Mansion's energy quickly recovered.
"Is this how Mo Xuanzhang lost?" Seeing Mo Xuanzhang flying dozens of meters and falling to the ground, there was a loud discussion in the spectator seats.
"Maybe. After all, Gu Xiao and Chi Lian are both powerful characters. It's not a shame to be defeated by the two of them. Besides, haven't you seen that Mo Xuanzhang has always been passive? It should be a matter of time before he loses.
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"Failed?" Yan Ting narrowed his eyes.
"Did we win?" Chi Lian asked weakly.
Gu Xiao smiled bitterly and shook his head slowly: "If you think Mo Xuanzhang was defeated like this, then you underestimate him. After fighting for so long, have you ever seen him take the initiative to fight back?"
"What...what do you mean...?" Chi Lian asked in shock.
Suddenly, his pupils dilated sharply, staring intently at the man lying on the ground in front of him - he was standing up.
Mo Xuanzhang was swept across by the sword light, and the white clothes on his chest were torn to pieces, and a red mark appeared on his chest, but none of these hurt him at all, and there was not even a trace of blood.
He patted the dust on his body, smiled at the two of them, raised his right hand with four fingers pointing upward: "Keep going!"