After basking in the sun outside for a while, Zhou Mo returned to the palace and began to refine heavenly and earth treasures.

Judging from this efficiency, the treasures in your hands will not last long.

Zhou Mo didn't know where to go to to provide training resources.

But he believed that as long as he said a word or even said casually, the military advisor could do this matter properly.

However, in order to avoid the military advisor coming blindly, Zhou Mo felt that when he was so poor that he could not get out of the way, he needed to give detailed instructions to the military advisor.

While thinking and practicing, the night passed quickly.

On this night, from the level of the Master Wuji and his team to the outer disciples, they all had a little insomnia.

Tomorrow's practice competition will involve hundreds of young practitioners, with a total of ten places.

The younger generation of practitioners are all staring at nine of them.

This is an opportunity to become famous in one battle, and you must seize it well.

At the same time, every practitioner who wants to participate in the martial arts competition is constantly warning himself.

Don't get on the verge of it.

Never get ahead, you must restrain yourself. When it is time to act, you must act more realistically.

Otherwise, they would either be greeted by the Holy Lord Wuji or the ruler of Dean Liu... The most cruel result was the Wanjian Art of the Lord Huaji.

With one move, thousands of swords penetrate the heart, and even if you save them, you can't save them.

If you have such a situation, you have to show your true abilities.

...

The next day.

Martial arts performance venue.

There are crowds of people here, with the black dragon and the green bull leaning against the foot of the mountain, surrounded by disciples from the Holy Land of Wuji.

There is a high platform next to the martial arts venue, with tables and chairs on it, making it look very stylish.

On the top of the mountain.

"My king, the martial arts competition begins soon." The military advisor bowed and said.

"I heard it, it's very lively."

Zhou Mo nodded with a smile. Today he could see the methods of practitioners in another world, and he was still a little excited.

The military advisor thought to himself.

The king specifically mentioned that it was very lively. Do you like the lively or quiet?

"Let's go."

Zhou Mo shook his mysterious robe.

When walking with a scepter, the mysterious robe will float up like a cloak, so handsome.

Unfortunately, the handsome face was no longer there. Otherwise, this domineering and handsome appearance would have transformed all the girls present into their own little fan girls?

Regret, that's a very regretful heart.

He sighed and walked to the gate of the palace.

"Senior, everything is ready, just wait for you. As long as you arrive, the martial arts competition will begin at any time." The Holy Lord of Wuji raised his hand and wiped it on his smooth head, smiling.

"Let's go, let me see how strong the younger generation is now." Zhou Mo nodded, unable to wait.

"They are all unscrupulous guys. I hope they won't disappoint the seniors." The Lord Huaji smiled.

Dean Liu, the national teacher and the prince are all here.

Wearing a brocade dress, she is extraordinary in style.

The Holy Lord Wuji led the way ahead, and the guards followed Zhou Mo.

The military advisor and the general walked together, and the general was carrying white bones in his hand.

The Lord of the Huaji and others followed behind him.

He looked at each other and exchanged secret codes.

Are you sure everything goes well?

Don't worry, everything is arranged and it will be absolutely smooth.

Just don’t make any mistakes. I promise that I am dizzy today and can’t see anything.

After communicating the secret codes, they nodded with satisfaction.

Just go well, everything else doesn't matter.

...

Martial arts venue, on the high platform.

I don't know who shouted.

"Welcome to seniors."

There were crowds of people shouting loudly.

Looking at their excited appearance, Zhou Mo, who was about to sit down, turned around and looked at the Holy Lord of Wuji.

"Did you arrange it?" Zhou Mo asked with a smile.

This feeling is quite good.

Unfortunately, if it was an arrangement, it would be boring.

The face of the Saint Master Wuji changed and he shook his head.

"No, I have never made such arrangements." The Holy Lord Wuji directly denied it.

It is obvious that the disciples are conscious, what does it have to do with my Martial Saint Lord?

"Well, that's good."

Zhou Mo nodded, very satisfied.

Sitting in the first seat, I didn't feel any discomfort at all.

It seemed as if this position was reserved for him specifically.

The military advisor sat on the left, the general sat on the right, and the guards stood behind Zhou Mo at all times.

The white bones had been taken down by the elder Huaji, and the military advisor took advantage of this time to hand the Holy Lord Wuji a look.

I just did a good job, and the king was very satisfied.

The Master Wu Ji Sheng looked at the martial arts field, as if he had not noticed the look of the military advisor.

But the eyes that blinked twice quickly showed that, please rest assured, senior military advisor, there will definitely be no mistakes today.

The Lord of the Huaji Taoist, President Liu, the National Master, and the Prince all sat down one after another.

"Senior, those are the disciples who want to participate in the martial arts competition." The Master Wu Ji stood beside Zhou Mo and pointed to an area of ​​the martial arts field.

In that area, the three major forces are standing at the best among the younger generation.

Simply put, these little guys are very good.

Of course, in addition to the few ordinary disciples that the Lord Huaji deliberately brought.

Zhou Mo nodded and asked with a smile: "When will the martial arts competition start?"

"Senior, do you say when to start and when to start?" said the Holy Lord Wuji respectfully.

Zhou Mo looked up at the sky.

It was about ten o'clock in the morning now.

"Since that's the case, then start."

Upon hearing this, the Saint Lord Wuji looked up at the martial arts performance venue.

"I announce that the practice competition has officially begun now!"

A loud voice hovered in the air.

Wuji disciples retreated one after another, leaving a huge square range in the central area.

Glorious red lines are flowers on the ground.

"Now, I announce the rules."

The great elder of Wuji Holy Land stood up.

This is an elderly person.

A long pale hair fell on his shoulders. His body seemed thin, but his aura was very powerful, making people unsurprising that the old man could destroy a mountain with one punch.

They are all strong people.
To be continued...