Jing Zhe, Jing Ziyang, Xu Heng, Xie Qing and Meng Zui also arrived one by one.
In yesterday's challenge, Xu Heng, Xie Qing, and Meng Zui all defeated a ninth-level world saint, so they are qualified to appear here today.
Ning Li, on the other hand, missed one move and failed to succeed.
At this moment, there are one hundred and two disciples, except for a few at the eighth level of World Saint, most of them are at the ninth level of World Saint.
Looking around, Xu Heng couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
"We are all at the ninth level of World Saints, and we are only at the eighth level of World Saints. The pressure is so great!"
Hearing this, Jing Ziyang smiled and said, "Why are you so stressed?"
"Although they are all at the ninth level of the World Saint, don't forget that you are still a World Formation Master. Isn't it easy to deal with them?"
easy?
Xu Heng's eyes were filled with bitterness.
It would be nice if it was really easy.
The Ninth Level World Saint was so easy to win back then.
He is not Mu Yun, with such abnormal strength! As the disciples gathered, the elders dispersed one by one.
Dean Difan looked at everyone.
"Okay, today, the official selection begins!"
“It’s easy to choose!”
"One hundred and two people, choose the top fifty first!"
"From the first fifty people, choose the top twenty-five."
"Then there are the first thirteen!"
"Of course, in order to prevent you from playing against the first place and losing directly and losing the opportunity to advance, after the final ten people are selected, you will be given a chance to challenge the top ten!"
"That's the general rule. If you're ready, let's start!"
Dean Difan finished speaking and sat down again.
At this moment, Di Huan, who was beside Di Fan, said dullly: "Why are you doing so much trouble?
The first Jing Zhe, the second Ye Qingfei, the third Mu Yun, and the fourth Gu Jianfeng are almost enough. The next six people, let more than a hundred of them compete!"
After hearing this, Di Fan smiled and said, "Who told you that Mu Yun can only be ranked third?"
"In defeating Gu Jianfeng, Mu Yun didn't use his full strength. Maybe Mu Yun is number one?"
Upon hearing this, Dihuan sighed and cursed: "Are you dreaming?"
Di Fan smiled and said nothing more.
He also felt that it might be difficult for Mu Yun to defeat Jing Zhe.
But with Ye Qingfei, Mu Yun might be able to win.
However, these are not important anymore.
Today, we can see the outcome! At this moment, arenas appear one after another.
One hundred and two people.
The choice is fifty-one, and the first round of competition officially begins.
Jing Ziyang looked at Mu Yun and said with a smile: "Brother Pastor, if anyone picks you, it will be really unlucky!"
Mu Yun shrugged.
After yesterday's battle, he has now become a popular figure in the tunnel.
Become famous in one battle! At this moment, the competition begins.
On each disciple's token, the arena location where they need to compete begins to appear.
Mu Yun came to the ring where he was, and a figure was already on the ring.
"Muyun!"
"Um..." Seeing the nervous look on the disciple's face, Mu Yun chuckled and said, "Shall we start now?"
"Wait a moment!"
At this moment, the disciple suddenly stretched out his palm and looked at Mu Yun and the elder beside him.
"I surrender!"
As soon as these words came out, Mu Yun was stunned, and even the elders around him were stunned.
To admit defeat... is too direct! The disciple turned around and left, muttering: "It's so unlucky... to face Mu Yun... how to fight like this!"
At this moment, Mu Yun also smiled slightly, turned around and walked off the ring.
It seems that yesterday's battle with Gu Jianfeng saved him a lot of trouble.
The first round is over! Win without a fight.
At this moment, Mu Yun walked down from the ring and looked at the competition between the others.
Meng Zui, Xie Qing, and Xu Heng all faced opponents at the ninth level of the World Saint.
It's just that it doesn't seem too difficult for the three of them.
And Jing Ziyang himself is a ninth-level world saint, and as a world formation master, he has double guarantees.
Finally, Mu Yun's eyes came to Jing Zhe.
He hasn't seen Jing Zhe take action yet.
At this moment, Jing Zhe put one hand behind his back and looked at the person in front of him.
"Junior Brother, you..." "Senior Brother Jing, I know I am not your match, but since I have come to the stage, I still want to give it a try!"
Hearing this, Jing Zhe was slightly startled, then smiled and nodded.
The disciple instantly grabbed his sword and charged out.
At this moment, Jing Zhe's eyes moved slightly and he waved his palms.
All the power was released at this moment.
Shoot it out with one palm.
The power is perfectly integrated, and the world power is released instantly.
Bang...a low crackling sound sounded at this moment.
Power was released within Jing Zhe's body.
The sword in the disciple's hand was shaking constantly at this moment, and he had to retreat to relieve Jing Zhe's strength.
When Mu Yun saw this scene, he was slightly startled.
The methods used by Jing Zhe were quite unique.
When the power is condensed, the explosion is also very different.
It gives people an even more strange and weird feeling.
It seems as if he can invade his opponent's body with his own strength, destroying his opponent's burst of power.
"Come again!"
At this moment, the disciple held his sword and fought out again.
Jing Zhe still struck out with one palm. The wind of the palm seemed silent, but the speed was extremely fast.
Bang...a low explosion sounded.
The disciple's face turned pale and he backed away again.
Looking at Jingzhe, he was full of confusion.
"Senior Brother Jing is so powerful that I feel ashamed! I lost!"
Two moves! He couldn't resist at all.
It's even impossible to see the use of Jing Zhe's power.
The gap is too big! If we continue to fight, we will only be humiliating ourselves.
Jing Zhe cupped his hands, smiled slightly, and walked off the stage.
Seeing Mu Yun looking this way, Jing Zhe smiled and said, "What can you see, Brother Pastor?"
"Senior brother penetrated the opponent's body with force and dispersed the opponent's strength..." "But how to penetrate, I'm afraid we can only know if we fight!"
Jing Zhe looked at Mu Yun, smiled and nodded.
"If you want to know, be the first!"
Jing Zhe patted Mu Yun on the shoulder and said, "I'm optimistic about you. If you can really beat me and become the first, I'll be very happy."
Mu Yun grinned and said, "Senior Brother Jing, you said this yourself!"
The two looked at each other and laughed.
Not long after, Xu Heng also walked off the stage.
"It's hard to win!"
Xu Heng smiled bitterly and said: "I guess I will be finished in the next round."
"If you say that, Master will hear you and teach you a lesson!"
"There's nothing we can do about it!"
Xu Heng said helplessly: "I am the eighth level of the world saint..." "The priest brother is also the eighth level of the world saint!"
"Can I compete with him?"
Xu Heng looked at Mu Yun and said with a speechless expression.
Can he compare with Mu Yun?
In yesterday's battle, Mu Yun's strength was too strong.
"Then look at Xie Qing and Meng Zui, they are also at the eighth level of world saint!"
Hearing this, Xu Heng was speechless.
Of these three people, none of them are normal, right?