"The big fight is ready to begin!"

Elder Wu Ji looked around.

The disciples who participated in the practice competition walked to the competition area and looked at the opponents around them with vigilance.

Even disciples from the same sect looked at each other with vigilant eyes.

But deep in the eyes, there was communication.

Brothers, let's act realistically.

Received, the knife will definitely pierce your waist.

...

On the platform.

"Is this kind of martial arts competition really feasible? What if any little guy is more outstanding in fighting alone?" Zhou Mo turned to look at the Master of Wuji.

In Zhou Mo's opinion, shouldn't the competition be a one-on-one challenge?

Only by fighting alone can you show your true strength.

"Senior, this is the case. The world of practitioners is too dangerous. Killing and catching treasures is common. So we are also trying to improve their ability to protect themselves. If they can survive in a chaotic battle, they will definitely not be inferior to fighting alone." The Holy Lord Wuji explained.

A very reasonable statement.

Zhou Mo thought about it and it was indeed the case.

In the world of practitioners, it is very difficult for those who fight and kill to survive.

Choosing to use this method to compete can indeed improve the life-saving ability of the younger generation to a certain extent.

"military adviser."

Zhou Mo turned his head and looked at the military advisor next to him.

"My king, I'm here." The military advisor nodded.

"Which step can you say white bones go?" Zhou Mo asked curiously.

He didn't know much about this, and he hadn't seen much about the methods of the practitioners. He only knew that the Lord of the Transformation and the Sword was very handsome.

"My king, I think it depends on luck. Luck is sometimes a kind of strength." The military advisor said with a smile.

Zhou Mo nodded.

The bones can be bye bye, which means that the bones are lucky.

But Zhou Mo felt that the next round of bones was a bit dangerous.

You must know that Bai Gu did not enlighten his wisdom, and his only instinct was to be loyal to Zhou Mo.

In this state, what ranking can the bones get?

Zhou Mo shook his head in his heart, not very optimistic about the white bones.

"My king, I'm sorry, I think the second round of the Bone may be defeated..." the military advisor said in a worried tone at this time.

The Saint Lord Wuji and the Taoist Lord Huaji looked at each other.

He is still a military advisor.

Now the military advisor looks like I am very worried about the condition of the bones. After the bones advance, they look unbelievable again...

In this way, can the king still doubt the military advisor?

Sure enough, the longer you live, the deeper your skills will be.

"It's okay, this was expected, I'm mentally prepared."

Zhou Mo waved his hand, not caring at all.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is the situation.

His idea is to participate.

Look at the competition area seriously.

The national guru and the prince sat there.

The prince looked at him with great enthusiasm.

The national master was also staring at the competition area, but his pupils were a little distracted, and he seemed to be distracted.

My eyes are dizzy, I can't see anything clearly, and I don't know anything.

My Chinese masters can't understand what you brag.

...

"start!"

The loud voice of the Great Elder Wu Ji came.

Suddenly, the entire competition area became chaotic.

The practitioners have all their means.

"laugh!"

A disciple of Huaji sacrificed his flying sword, which slashed through the air and pierced a strong man's lower abdomen with lightning speed.

The strong man was caught off guard and was hit hard. He looked down at the flying sword and looked up at the disciple Huaji.

"I admit defeat."

The strong man looked pale and shouted, and was kicked out of the competition area by Elder Wu Ji.

Next to the martial arts competition area, several Wuji disciples quickly carried the injured strong man to a distance for treatment.

The big hole pierced by a long sword in the waist was bleeding constantly.

On the platform.

Zhou Mo looked at the battle below.

He felt that he could not hold on for a few rounds when he walked in with his own strength.

You should know that these people are the best disciples among the three major forces and they learn extraordinary things.

The disciples of the Huaji Taoist temple were very skillful in playing with one flying sword.

The disciples of Wuji Holy Land are all physically cultivated, and their physical defense is comparable to armor. The moves are wide open and close, and they completely win with their strength.

Indeed, Zhou Mo also discovered that Wu Ji's disciples were all reckless men with faith power, and they were completely dissatisfied with what they did.

Very good. Zhou Mo admires this attitude very much, because in the face of strength, all the fancy things are useless.

Let’s look at the students in the Apostle.

Their every move has the atmosphere of a scholar.

However, when they picked up their weapons, their expressions seemed to be dynasty Confucian generals.

A word in short.

Students in the Missionary Academy can use their writing to spread the world, and can use their horses to drive away foreign enemies.

But more than ten minutes.

Zhou Mo has learned about the abilities of practitioners in this world.

Very magical and does not pay attention to science at all.

And now there are thirty people left in the competition area.

These people were panting, their mana had consumed too much, and they seemed to be unable to support the next round.

"Now, start the second round of lottery."

Elder Wu Ji walked over with a box.

On the platform.

Zhou Mo was a little confused.

"They are in this state and can't go on the next round of battles, right?"

The Holy Lord Wuji said calmly: "The seniors don't know that in the world of cultivation, treasures have always been resident with those who are capable of living.

Suppose one day these juniors have obtained powerful treasures outside.

After the news leaks, it will inevitably lead to a pursuit. At that time, they will fall into a desperate situation. In this state, they are facing death. If they want them to survive, they must be cruel to them. While tempering their mood, they can also burst out their potential, and the chances of survival will increase."

Listening to the explanation of the Saint Lord Wuji, Master Huaji deeply agreed.

"We must never make them turn into flowers in greenhouses. We must let them try their best to fight their opponents. Usually there is no such opportunity. When we encounter a desperate situation, they can only solve it themselves. Now that we are here, they can use all means, and there will be no problems of hurting their own people." said the Lord Huaji.

At this time, Dean Liu sighed, "Oh, I will be a teacher for life and a father for one day. Senior, we don't want to see our disciples beheaded. That feeling is too painful."

Zhou Mo was stunned.

There is actually such a statement, and it makes sense.
To be continued...