In the first round of the duel, five people got one point and the other five got no points.
When it was time to draw lots and fight, ten people came to the center of the Mohist Colosseum.
The middle-aged man is holding a small jar in his hand, and there are ten wooden sticks in the jar.
According to the rules, people who draw wooden picks of the same color form a group to fight.
The winning team in the first round draws the wooden lot.
The first one was the collateral branch of the Mo family, followed by the leader of the Immortal Killer, and finally Su Yin.
Looking at the wooden stick stained with red paint in his hand, Su Yin raised his head and looked through the cold mask at the person among the ten who also drew the red wooden stick.
At this time, Su Yin noticed that the leader of the Immortal Killer was looking towards him, but the next second, a sinister look in his eyes shifted away. It was obvious that the wooden sign of the leader of the Immortal Killer was not red.
The second round of the battle began, with the Immortal Killing Cult leader and a man also holding a black wooden sign standing in the Colosseum, while the rest of the people retreated.
The Master of Killing Immortals looked coldly at the man coming from the opposite side, waved his sleeves, and the look of contempt and disdain in his eyes had already predicted the final winner of this game.
The ending was obvious. The opponent of the leader of the Killing Immortals was slapped to death. Apart from the fact that he was still breathing, he was almost no different from a dead person.
Everyone knows the cruel methods of the Immortal Killing Leader, but they never expected that he would kill a master of the Mo family in a single move.
The Immortal Killing Leader raised his head and looked at Su Yin with a pair of deep and gloomy eyes, but Su Yin just sneered.
The arrogance in his eyes did not seem to put the Immortal Killing Cult Master in his eyes.
"Haha, you are worthy of being the leader of the Slaughter Immortal Cult. He can defeat the masters of the Mo family easily. I admire him."
Lan Hengsheng's words made everyone in the Mo family look pale. Even if the Mo family was at odds with each other, it would not be the family's turn to show off their power in the Mo family.
There is basically no suspense in the next game.
The person who wins the first round basically also gets a point in the draw.
Next comes the third duel, a melee.
The so-called melee is based on the central arena of the Mohist Colosseum. Ten successors fight each other in the arena. If they fall off the arena, they lose.
The last two remaining players are the winners of the third game.
Everyone looked at each other. After taking a short rest, the ten people came to the high platform.
The high platform is very large, a hundred square meters in size, and the wooden high platform makes a thumping sound when walking on it.
"Now let me announce the rules of the competition,"
The middle-aged man walked up to the high platform and introduced the rules of group battles.
"First, whoever falls off the platform first loses."
“Secondly, you can give priority to abstaining. If your life is threatened, once the heir chooses to abstain, there will be no points and it will naturally be a surrender.
"Third, don't kill for no reason, the game begins."
As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, he quickly jumped off the high platform, leaving the high platform to the murderous group of people behind him.
At this time, the high platform is divided into three camps.
The leader of the Immortal Killing Cult, Su Yin, and other affiliated members of the Moh family are on the verge of death.
Because in the first and second games, the injured were injured one after another, so it is not easy to stand on this high platform.
Compared to other branches of the Mo family, the leader of the Killing Immortal Cult and Su Yin stood there without any harm at all.
Yin Jiu's eyes were full of murderous intent, and when he met those cold gazes, the aura exuded by these two powerful people, Master Slayer and Su Yin, was unbearable to look at.