This time, they went to Zhenmo Continent for a competition of genius disciples, hosted by Jiang Xiushan, the leader of the Dayan Sect, and Feng Zhenqiu, the second dean of the Wentian Academy. As for Bei Suting, she just stayed in Yindu, and she was not interested in hosting such a competition.
She doesn't have much interest in the competition, even if she is named.
Although Yindu Square is wide and huge, now that ten new competition stages and a main judging forum have been built, the rest of the place is almost packed with people.
Xia Mu and Xu Chihuang were sitting in the middle of the main forum. They wanted to see what kind of geniuses there were in the Lost Continent. They were also the chief judges of this competition. Jiang Xiushan, Feng Zhenqiu and several other judges from the Lost Continent were sitting there.
On the lower sides of the left and right sides.
"Let's get started." Xia Mo nodded to Jiang Xiushan and said quietly.
Jiang Xiushan stood up, hugged Xia Mu and Xu Chihuang, and walked to the middle of the main altar. Although Xia Mo paid more attention to him than to Wentian Academy, in fact, he really didn't care about this kind of attention.
.He was indeed unhappy that Wentian Academy stood at the head of Dayan Sect, and he was also dissatisfied with Xia Mo in his heart.
"Fellow Taoists, all the monks from my Lost Continent. Here I would first like to thank the seniors from Zhenmo Continent. If they had not appeared here in time, perhaps the Lost Continent would have been occupied by outside monks at this time. I believe all my fellow Taoists
Like me, we all clearly realize the shortcomings of our Lost Continent’s cultivation civilization. Fortunately, Zhenmo Continent has given us another chance. This time Zhenmo Continent will recruit one hundred disciples from the Lost Continent to the Zhenmo Continent sect.
I believe this is not only the expectation of my Lost Continent, but also the expectation of every cultivator."
Jiang Xiushan's words attracted bursts of warm applause, which shows that it is true that he said this is the expectation of every cultivator.
"I hope that everyone has the opportunity to go to Zhenmo Continent and strive for the true avenue. Unfortunately, our quota is limited and our time is limited. This time we can only choose a hundred monks who have the opportunity to go, and the chosen ones
Above the realm of transcendence and below the age of fifty..."
Sure enough, after Jiang Xiushan explained the restrictions on the selection, there was a burst of noise from Yindu Square. Apparently many people were dissatisfied with the selection.
Jiang Xiushan waved his hand to signal everyone to calm down, and then continued, "Although many people are not qualified to participate in the competition, it does not mean that there will be no opportunities in the future. This kind of selection will be held every three years in the future, and will be
Our previous Five Elements Wilderness Danbi will be combined, and the competition conditions will be relaxed in the future, allowing more people to have the opportunity to enter Zhenmo Continent to practice. Now Dean Feng will announce the rules of the competition."
After hearing Jiang Xiushan's words, the noise gradually subsided.
Seeing that it was not Bei Suting but Feng Zhenqiu who came onto the stage, Xia Mo frowned visibly. However, when he saw that Xu Chihuang didn't show any expression, he could only remain silent. He is a special envoy, but everyone
The Immortal King in the world is a unique existence. Even if he is a special envoy, he must respect Protector Xu.
Feng Zhenqiu hugged the many monks in the square and said bluntly, "Due to the rush of time, there is no registration process for this competition, so anyone who agrees to the conditions can participate on the stage. We have set ten arena leaders.
, these ten people are the top ten in the 100 Alliance Contribution List, and there is no age limit..."
Feng Zhenqiu's words attracted a burst of warm applause. The top ten in the Hundred Sect Alliance Contribution List became the champions. No one had any objection. They got it through their true ability.
There are even many people who are looking forward to Rogue Cultivator No. 2705 and want to know who the Rogue Cultivator who ranks first in the contribution list is.
Feng Zhenqiu pointed to the ten stages and said, "Now invite the top ten heroes from the hundred alliances to come to the stage. The rest can challenge at will. Each person wins three games in a row to advance to the next round. The winner of the challenge will win consecutively.
Three games will also advance to the next round. In all challenge matches, if you lose any one, you will be eliminated. If there is no one to challenge Yixiangxiang, you will automatically advance to the next round."
Everyone was secretly shocked. Although the rules of this game are fast, they are also very cruel. As long as you are on the stage, you cannot lose. If you lose one game, you lose the entire game.
As Feng Zhenqiu finished speaking, six monks stood on the stage.
Feng Zhenqiu looked at the remaining empty stages and asked, "Where are the four more people?"
One of the judges stood up and said to Feng Zhenqiu, "The fourth Gaochi, the seventh Shamo Ao, and the ninth grandson Qianlie all died in the Yin Tomb Beach. There is no news about the first casual cultivator 2705..."
The judge's voice was not low. Almost everyone heard it, and the originally lively Yindu Square seemed a little subdued.
Feng Zhenqiu saw that Xia Mo's face was even more ugly, and immediately said loudly, "Countless heroes from our Lost Continent have fallen in this fight against the foreign monks, but we cannot let their blood flow in vain. What we need is to go to the
At a higher level, we can protect our own home on their behalf in the future."
"Yes, protect your homeland." More enthusiastic roars rang out. The anticipation for this competition added a passion to protect their homeland.
Feng Zhenqiu nodded and continued, "Invite the 11th to 14th members of the Hundred Sect Alliance Contribution List to come on stage to complete the ten champions..."
Only two people came up, and it wasn't until Feng Zhenqiu called for the eighteenth place that all ten champions were completed.
This not only made Feng Zhenqiu feel heavy, but also made all the monks in the Lost Continent feel a little heavy. How many geniuses and elites were lost in this war with outside monks?
"Now the challenge begins!" After all ten champions stood on the stage, Feng Zhenqiu announced the start of the competition, and then took the initiative to withdraw.
Xia Mu, who was still looking forward to it, shook his head directly after seeing the competition on the ten stages. Except for the champions of the second and third stages who were still somewhat powerful, he really watched the other stages.
Not pleasing to the eye.
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Because of the war with outside monks, almost all the capable monks in Wentian Academy have left the sect. Even if you walk around the sect during the day, you won't see many people.
At night, there are even fewer people.
At this moment, in front of the Wentian Steps, except for some weak moonlight, Mo Wuji was the only one standing here. Next to the Wentian Steps, there was also a huge Wentian Ranking. On the Wentian Ranking, the number one
Still Gou Zihan.
Mo Wuji smiled. He was now in a transcendent realm, and climbing to the Wentian level was considered the most suitable level. Once his level was further improved, the pressure would increase several times if he went to the Wentian level.
After looking at the Wentian Staircase with no idea where the top was, Mo Wuji sorted out his emotions and stepped into the first level of the Wentian Staircase.
A touch of pressure rushed over him, and Mo Wuji stepped onto the second level without any influence. Even when he was in the Tuo Pulse Realm, he shouldn't have much problem stepping into the top twenty, not to mention that now he has opened up a hundred
With only one lineage, his cultivation has reached the realm of human beings.
In just a few breaths, Mo Wuji broke through the twentieth level and reached the twenty-first level. At this moment, the pressure and thrust increased dramatically, but there was still no pressure on Mo Wuji.
After half a stick of incense, Mo Wuji stepped out of the fifty-third step and arrived at the fifty-fourth step.
Mo Wuji looked at a white stone tablet next to him. He knew very well that as long as he wrote his name here, his name would soon appear at number 50 on the Wentian List. Because he was asking before
I have seen Cen Shuyin's name on the sky list. Cen Shuyin is the fiftieth, and she has also climbed to the fifty-fourth level. Mo Wuji is sure that Cen Shuyin will not be able to climb the fifty-fourth level in just one stick of incense.
level.
Although this kind of pressure was not small for Mo Wuji, it did not affect him.
Fifty-five, fifty-six...
As you go up, the pressure and thrust become stronger and stronger. By the time you reach the sixty-seventh level, it is no longer just pressure. There is a rotating force on the Wentian level. This force seems to be
Mo Wuji rolled it up and threw it down.
The sixty-eighth level, the sixty-ninth level...
Another hour later, Mo Wuji stopped at the 82nd step.
The violent pressure and rotational thrust came, and Mo Wuji's legs were shaking a little, which made him feel a little disappointed. Originally, he wanted to climb to the 108th step, but now he has only reached the 82nd step, and his legs are weak.
He was trembling a little. Maybe he could go up to the tenth level, but then he would only be ranked first on the Wentian Ranking. It was simply impossible to reach the 108th level.
Regardless of whether it works or not, he still has to give it a try. What he wants is not to be number one on the Wentian Ranking. This false name is of no use to him.
The eighty-third level, the eighty-fourth level...
At this moment, Mo Wuji's whole body's Yuan Power surged, squeezing the surrounding space and roaring. The Yuan Power in his one hundred and one veins all flowed, as if forming a circle of Zhoutian Yuan Power rings.
The ninety-third level, the ninety-fourth level...
"Poof!" spitting out a mouthful of blood, Mo Wuji climbed onto the ninety-fifth step. The powerful sweeping force almost sent him directly out of the Wentian step.
There were still more than ten steps left. Mo Wuji wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and still couldn't see the top of the Wentian steps when he raised his head.
The rolling pressure and thrust squeezed the bones of Mo Wuji's body and cracked, and the fierceness in Mo Wuji's heart was also squeezed out.
Since his debut, he has never taken the initiative to back down, unless he really can't hold on anymore. Although his legs are shaking and his bones are cracking, he can still hold on.
The ninety-sixth level, the ninety-seventh level...
Mo Wuji fell down on the ninety-eighth level again. He knew that as long as he wanted, he could write his name now and walk down. From now on, the number one general in Wentian Academy would no longer be
It was Gou Zihan, but Mo Wuji.
Taking a deep breath, Mo Wuji still didn't give up. He realized that he was different from others. At the ninety-eighth level, when he was almost swept down, the hundredth vein in his body and the first
One hundred and one veins automatically formed a cycle, and an additional source of energy supported him.
Mo Wuji felt the effect of these two veins for the first time since he opened up the 100th and 101st Yuan Yuan storage veins. In normal times, these two veins might only allow him to absorb spiritual energy.
The speed is increasing, but when his energy is about to be exhausted, these two veins are the real capital.
Looking again at the unknown Wentian Step, Mo Wuji clenched his fists. Perhaps these two extra veins would give him an unexpected surprise.
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