Along the way, everyone was frightened, but they did not encounter any setbacks.
From the moment he got off the battleship, Mo Tian ordered him not to use his blood energy unless it was absolutely necessary.
After entering the cave, walking for five minutes while eliminating footprints, we finally arrived at the real entrance to the Xiaoyun Secret Realm.
The entrance is small and only the human body can pass through.
Mo Tian walked into the entrance and heard a voice in his ear: "Not yet seventeen, a perfect warrior, pass."
There was a flash of white light and the light door opened. Mo Tian felt suddenly enlightened. He walked out and found that this place was like a small world.
As the light door disappeared, Mo Tian waited for a while and found that no one appeared. He wondered whether he would fall into different areas after entering the door.
Regardless of whether this is the case or not, Mo Tian can't change anything. He can only move forward, not backward.
Mo Tian let go of his Yuan Consciousness and had a panoramic view of a five-foot radius.
"Have you heard? It is said that Beast Ming and his two brothers from the same village died in the execution of their mission."
"Shu Ming, that loser, left because he couldn't survive here. However, even if his strength is low, he is still a leader among humans. Human beings must be using cunning tactics to defeat the few with more."
"I think so. I don't know when the leader will lead us into the human territory and return the glory of our Imperial Alliance."
The two orcs discussed in a low voice. They didn't even feel sorry for Beast Ming's death. Instead, they spoke of setting foot in human territory, with bloodthirsty excitement on their faces.
The two orcs had obviously been guarding the entrance for too long, and Mo Tian showed up without even noticing.
brush.
Finally, the orcs suddenly turned around and saw a man looking at them with a smile, his face changed drastically.
This entrance represents great significance, and those who can enter are leaders.
"You're just a martial artist, it really scares me to death." Both orcs are both first-level warriors, and they are considered geniuses among their peers. How could they care about the genius of a martial arts disciple.
"If you catch this kid and hand him over to the female beast, he will definitely be rewarded even more."
Mo Tian looked at the two orcs and couldn't help but grin. These two were indeed better than the beasts, but they were limited.
"I hate it the most when others look down on me. Go to hell." Mo Tian's voice made the two orcs sneer again and again. However, their eyes flashed, and their laughter suddenly stopped. The blood marks on their necks exploded, and they fell to the ground dead.
Mo Tian withdrew the C-level sword, transferred the blood materials from the two orcs' backpacks, threw the bodies into the backpacks, and threw them casually in the dense bushes.
No map was found in the backpack, which made Mo Tian very disappointed, but he also came to two guesses, either this place is not big and there is no need for a map, or this place is too big and the orcs have not mastered it all.
Of these two guesses, Mo Tian is more inclined to the first one, while the second one is very unlikely.
Both orcs were in human form and were no different from humans. Even though they had the same energy, Mo Tian didn't even need to disguise himself and walked on the spacious road with swagger.
Along the way, Mo Tian also encountered some orcs, all of whom were not weak in strength. Mo Tian's expression remained unchanged, which not only did not arouse suspicion, but instead aroused envy and hostility.
Around the road, where orcs gather, there are various arenas.
Above is a fight between five and six-year-old orcs. The scene is bloody. One party kills the other, eager for its blood and gnawing its flesh in excitement.
The orcs have no control over this, but the one who wins will receive the most meticulous treatment.
Along the way, we saw dozens of battles, and both sides were brutal in their tactics.
This is the training of orcs, no wonder their combat effectiveness is so terrifying.
Having grown up fighting since childhood, and being provided with massive resources, it is difficult to become a genius.
Mo Tian discovered that the number of orcs gathered in the Xiaoyun Secret Realm had reached a terrifying number, counting in the tens of thousands.
This may not be the real life of the orcs, this is training soldiers and killing machines.
The children here who are thirteen or fourteen years old are all in the martial arts stage, and those who are fourteen years old and above are all warriors.
"Come and fight."
Suddenly, a fourteen-year-old orc boy stood in front of Mo Tian. He turned around after saying only two words and jumped onto the ring.
This orc young martial artist is at the peak of his powers and has a number on his chest.
Only those with names do not need to have numbers.
Mo Tian jumped onto the ring without thinking. This is a characteristic of orcs. As long as someone invites a fight, he must fight.
boom.
As soon as Mo Tiang jumped into the mountain arena, this orc boy punched through the void and came to kill him.
As soon as he raised his hand, there was a snap, and the orc boy's terrifying punch was deflected. Mo Tian struck out with another palm, and the orc boy was blown away.
This orc boy is powerful and has rare power. Only warriors can exert such power, but he met Mo Tian, because Mo Tian's ordinary punch was comparable to that of a warrior.
The orc boy was unwilling to give in and used the original version of the three moves to defeat the enemy. All three moves had reached the Dacheng level, and were only one step short of perfection.
However, he could only hold back, being restrained by Mo Tian's perfect three enemy-control techniques.
At this time, everyone around him looked at him with envy, and the orc boy stopped fighting, knelt down on the ground, and saluted.
This is the rule of the orcs. If you meet a king in the same realm, you must kneel down and worship.
"Are you going to the Hundred Battle Platform to obtain the qualification to bathe in the blood of the Beast King?" The orc boy said, not in a questioning tone, but in a confirming tone.
Mo Tian nodded but did not speak.
"I will take you there. You are two years late and have not become a warrior. Only by bathing in the blood of the Beast King can you become a warrior perfectly. This will shorten the two years of delay. I want to see those geniuses and measure the gap."
The orc boy spoke very casually and did not have much hostility towards Mo Tian. He did not fight for life or death because Mo Tian was a qualified soldier.
"I have only been in seclusion for three months. I don't know how many geniuses there are." Mo Tian said, with the orcish tone, he believed that if this orc boy knew his identity, he would definitely fight for life or death.
"You are so brave. If you dare to stay in seclusion for three months, many geniuses will surely emerge. Apart from your peers growing up to be geniuses, others will not be cultivated until they die."
The orc boy said, "Seventeen years old is a hurdle. Whether you are a genius or not will be finalized at the age of seventeen. The weak ones will be turned into attendants, or sent out to do missions with a narrow escape from death."
After a short exchange, Mo Tian learned a lot about the orcs.
They have always been resentful about being forced here by humans, but they were trained as soldiers not to set foot in human territory, but to be sent to the real territory of the orcs, where they would be more cruel and thoughtfully trained.
It is the place that all soldiers dream of.
Mo Tian came to a high platform, and as the orc boy stepped onto the high platform, there were thousands of people on the high platform. A few of them did not have numbers on their chests, and they were geniuses.
Some people have golden ears of wheat on their chests, which expresses different meanings.
Looking down from the high platform, there are five or six battlefields, each with hundreds of people fighting each other. The scene is extremely brutal.
At the end of each battle, no more than ten people will be able to stand. The first place will have its number removed and become a genius.
The second place receives a golden ear of wheat, which means that they do not need to participate in the battle for three days. The others who are alive can only mean that they are safe today.
After this battle, people jumped off the high platform one after another and entered the ring to prepare for the next battle. There were many geniuses inside, as well as geniuses with golden ears of wheat and numbers.
This will be an unparalleled battle
"you go."
A seventeen-year-old boy set his sights on Mo Tian.
[Author's digression]: Third update of various requests