As soon as the throne disappeared, the group of black-clad dead soldiers also immediately exited the training ground, leaving only the nearly a hundred geniuses.

Everyone looked at each other, their bodies tense, and no one knew whether the people next to them would launch an attack at any time.

The atmosphere remained deadlocked for nearly half a minute. Finally, someone couldn't stand the torture anymore and took action decisively.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the next moment, the entire training ground became boiling. Some people who had reached a consensus before gathered together to attack a genius. Within a few seconds, the first head fell to the ground.

For a time, screams and rumblings could be heard.

The geniuses who were weak at the beginning were quickly eliminated, and after a few minutes, the mortality rate also dropped rapidly.

The geniuses who can be selected by the ruling are all unique, and their abilities and methods are extremely terrifying. How can they die so easily?

Moreover, some geniuses have finally come to their fore. One person can challenge several people in a one-on-one battle, and even kill one of the opponents in the end. If it weren't for the rule that only one person could be killed, I'm afraid those people would also die.

Qin Yuan and Mo Lan have not officially joined the battle because they are still far away from the group of geniuses. However, the battlefield has begun to move towards them, and it will be a matter of time before they fight.

"Mo Lan, don't be soft-hearted, we must kill someone to survive." Qin Yuan said to Mo Lan in a deep voice.

Although Qin Yuan doesn't like killing innocent people, if he doesn't kill anyone at this time, others will come to kill him.

Mo Lan showed a faint smile on his face and said: "Qin Yuan, don't underestimate me. I have seen scenes even more cruel than this."

Qin Yuan glanced at Mo Lan in shock. It seemed that he had underestimated Mo Lan. But it was right to think about it. When Mo Lan came down the mountain, his strength had just broken through the third level of concentration. In just one year,

His strength has skyrocketed to the peak of the third level of concentration. Without some special cruel experiences, it is impossible for his strength to advance by leaps and bounds.

"Then let's pass the first level first." Qin Yuan also said with a slight smile.

Although their current strength has dropped to the second level of Ningjin, ordinary geniuses at the third level of Ningjin may not be their opponents yet.

Their realm has declined, but their combat experience and their strong internal energy are by no means comparable to that of ordinary geniuses.

"Look who is so unlucky."

The two of them still stood still. The battlefield at this moment was spread across the entire training ground. The scene was very tragic. In just five minutes, at least twenty people died.

However, the remaining geniuses are all very close in strength, and it won’t be possible to tell the winner for a while.

The two were in a stalemate, and any further fight would only hurt both sides, so many geniuses immediately reached a consensus and re-selected their opponents.

Some geniuses finally discovered the existence of Qin Yuan and the two of them, and they were a small team of four people in total. They immediately changed their targets and attacked Qin Yuan and the two.

"Let me kill someone first, you wait." Mo Lan smiled easily, and then rushed forward first.

Qin Yuan smiled helplessly, and his body that was about to step forward also paused. From the auras emanating from the four people, it could be judged that the strength of the four of them was that two of them were at the second level of Condensation Jin, and the other two were at the first level of Condensation Jin. Among these geniuses

It can be considered a mid-range level among them, and together they are not weak.

However, geniuses are all arrogant, especially a genius like Mo Lan. Even if his current strength is not as good as before, he cannot be compared to several geniuses with the second level of concentration.

"He is the second level of Ning Jin, kill him first." The genius led by the four men shouted coldly, and then directed the other three to flank him, completely cutting off Mo Lan's escape route.

"Then I'll kill you." Mo Lan was still hesitating which one to kill, but now he didn't have to think about it. He launched a violent attack instantly, aiming directly at the genius who led him.

"Arrogant, attack together."

The four people launched fierce attacks in an instant, with endless tricks and moves, and their strength was indeed not weak.

Mo Lan's restrained momentum suddenly surged, and the overwhelming aura immediately stunned the four geniuses.

Mo Lan's hands turned into claws, his internal energy surged wildly, and a dragon roar roared out from his fists.

Mo Lan's move is the Qinglong Fist and Qinglong Exploring Claw among dragon fists.

Dragon Fist is a lost Chinese boxing technique. It is divided into five major boxing techniques, namely Qinglong Fist, Panlong Fist, Oolong Fist, Fire Dragon Fist and Dragon Shape Fist.

Mo Lan learned Dragon Fist by chance, which is one of his most powerful moves so far.

He stepped on dragon-shaped steps and struck out wildly with a green dragon probing claw. Various techniques were used alternately and unpredictable. Before the opponent's genius could react, his hand had already grabbed the opponent's throat, and he let out another dragon roar.

Shout out forcefully.

"Too weak." Mo Lan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, then gently grasped his throat with his five fingers.

In less than three seconds, Mo Lan easily killed the strongest one among them. The other three froze on the spot and did not dare to move for a while.

"What a domineering punch."

At this time, on the city wall, Shenzuo and Haihuang both looked at Mo Lan at the same time. When Mo Lan used Qinglong Fist just now, he was caught by the two of them.

"God, your judgment is correct. That boy's potential can indeed be ranked among the top ten. However, this boy's strength seems a bit weird. His aura is clearly only the second level of Ningjin, but his strength is not inferior to Ningjin.

Three levels, strange." Poseidon said calmly.

As an emperor, no matter how clever the warrior's method of concealing his aura is, it is impossible to deceive the emperor. Both of them are sure that Mo Lan's realm is only at the second level of concentration.

"It seems that we have found a treasure this time, Poseidon, he has returned to his throne." The god said with a hint of excitement on his face.

After Mo Lan killed one person, he walked back to Qin Yuan. The three people were so frightened that they dared to take action.

"Qin Yuan, it's your turn." Mo Lan said.

"You still have one hand left. Why haven't I seen you use that kind of punch before?" Qin Yuan asked with a smile.

Qin Yuan thought he already knew Mo Lan's fighting style, but he didn't expect that he would give himself another surprise this time. The kind of punch that could make a dragon roar was definitely not simple.

"It's not that easy for you to guess. Frankly speaking, I have more powerful moves." Mo Lan said with a stinking look on his face.

No one knows what happened to Mo Lan during the time he went down the mountain to practice. They only know that his strength and his fighting style have made a qualitative leap.

Qin Yuan shook his head slightly, and instead of continuing to discuss this issue with Mo Lan, his body disappeared in place with a swish.

As soon as they sensed danger, the three geniuses reacted quickly and quickly gathered together. However, they underestimated Qin Yuan's strength. Qin Yuan killing them now was no different from playing.

Without too many moves, Qin Yuan directly used the simplest and crudest fist to take the life of a genius.

"This kid is not simple at all, but the information brought back by the envoy before said that he is stronger than the B-level dead soldiers, which seems to be a bit exaggerated." God's Throne said.

After killing the people, Qin Yuan and the others withdrew from the battlefield. There were still many geniuses fighting fiercely on the battlefield, and the winner could not be determined so quickly.

Suddenly, three figures slowly walked toward Qin Yuan and the others from a distance. The three figures were all very neat and clean, and they did not look like they had experienced battle, but each of them held a bloody human head in their hands.

"Qin Yuan, you are indeed here." Jiang Wuming walked up to Qin Yuan and said with a smile.

At this time, Jiang Wuming looked at Qin Yuan with eyes that no longer held the resentment he had before. Instead, he looked like a friend, although Jiang Wuming did not yet regard Qin Yuan as a friend.

"I didn't want to come, but someone forced me to come," Qin Yuan said, then looked at the two people beside Jiang Wuming.

Both of them were young, and both had a hint of arrogance in their expressions. They just looked at Qin Yuan and then looked away, as if they had no interest in Qin Yuan at all.

"It's a blessing, not a curse. Even if it's a curse, you can't escape it, but you seem to have realized something and found an ally as soon as you arrived." Jiang Wuming immediately looked at Mo Lan aside and said.

Just now, Jiang Wuming's eyes had been on Qin Yuan's side. Naturally, he also saw the moment when Mo Lan took action to kill. That fist move that could make a dragon roar really impressed him.

Qin Yuan shrugged slightly and didn't explain much to Jiang Wuming.

"How about it, are you interested in cooperating with me? With the strength of the two of us, almost no one can shake this training ground, and it will be easy to survive until the end." Jiang Wuming said confidently.

He came to this island earlier than Qin Yuan, and he had already roughly figured out the strength of this group of geniuses. There were only one or two who could pose a threat to him. If Qin Yuan was included, Jiang Wuming was confident that no one could touch them.

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"Let's talk about it later." Qin Yuan declined politely.

Jiang Wuming seemed to have already guessed the answer. He shook his head boredly and said, "After this battle is over, you must come to me. You must come, otherwise I guarantee you will regret it."

After speaking, Jiang Wuming did not wait for Qin Yuan to ask, and directly took the two people behind him away from him.

Qin Yuan looked at Jiang Wuming's back. From the tone of Jiang Wuming's words just now, he could tell that Jiang Wuming was serious.

After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't think of a reason, so Qin Yuan had no choice but to sit down and rest.

"Qin Yuan, who is this person? I'm afraid his strength is not much weaker than when I was at my peak." Mo Lan said.

"His name is Jiang Wuming. He used to be a rival of mine, but now the relationship has eased a lot. His strength and talent are indeed not weak," Qin Yuan said.

"Isn't he a member of a tantric sect?" Mo Lan asked slightly surprised.

"no."

"Awesome, I thought only the Chinese Tantric Sect could cultivate such a genius. This is a good opponent. If I have the chance, I will have a good discussion with him." Mo Lan licked his lips and said, his eyes full of war.

meaning.

Qin Yuan shook his head with a wry smile and said, "You'd better wait until your strength recovers. You are no match for him now."

"I feel that the side effects of Tongxian Pill have gradually weakened, and it should not be far away to return to the third level of Ningjin." Mo Lan said.

Not only Mo Lan feels this way, but Qin Yuan also feels like it, and Qin Yuan feels that he should be able to return to the third level of concentration in a day or two.

An hour later, the battle was over. Each of the surviving geniuses was holding a bloody human head in their hands. However, some of the surviving geniuses also paid a heavy price for this. Some of them were seriously injured, their limbs

They were all torn apart by their opponents in the battle. Even if they were cured, their strength would not be as good as before.

"Very good, congratulations, you passed the first level." God's throne glanced at everyone, and then stopped at the seriously injured geniuses.

"You four, stand up." The throne pointed at the four people and said.

The bodies of the four people visibly trembled, and then they walked towards the crowd with fearful expressions on their faces.

"Kill!"

The ruthless voice echoed in everyone's minds, and the four people were almost knocked unconscious. Their faces were pale and they looked at the throne in horror.

"No, don't kill me."

"I can continue to fight, please don't kill me."

The four people shouted in fear and subconsciously stepped back.

"Trash doesn't need to be alive, kill it!" Goddess shouted coldly.

As soon as the words fell, the two dead men behind the throne took action immediately. Their figures flashed, and four cold lights flashed through. They instantly cut off the four people's necks with daggers, and blood spurted out more than one meter high. Others may be frightened when they see it.
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