Alone and Nameless Chapter 158: Letting Blood Again
The next day, noon.
All the disciples gathered here again. The injuries of the contestants who entered the next round were healed by the treasure pill. They were all in high spirits. Those who were not strong enough to participate in the competition were also in high spirits. The elders watched as they taught them.
The disciple lived up to his high expectations and entered the next level with a smile on his face and talked with the elders around him about today's possible battle situation.
"It's finally here!" An Ruxue sat down on the chair and looked at the nine tall arenas that looked like white jade. Under the sunlight, their entire bodies shone with pure brilliance. Runes were flowing around their bodies, forming a magic circle. Today's arena
The runes on
Yesterday was even more complicated and complex. After all, when Mo Chu fought with Li Zijin, the arena was severely damaged and the light screen was disabled. If the elders hadn't taken action to stabilize it, the weak disciples outside would have been injured, and the gain would not be worth the loss.
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"Who did you say you would fall in love with today?" An Ruxue looked at Mo Chu.
"I don't know, but it won't be too weak anyway!" Mo Chu responded, looking towards the second floor of the high platform, and found that the Great Elder and Fei Qing had not arrived yet, but the headmaster was already sitting on the top floor.
, his eyes looked down, showing a happy smile from time to time.
"Hey..." An Ruxue suddenly called Mo Chu.
"Ah..." Mo Chu quickly turned around and looked at An Ruxue.
"What do you mean? I asked you for a long time, but you just said perfunctory words to me." An Ruxue pretended to be angry.
"No, I didn't perfunctory you. Of course what I told you is the truth. There can't be any weak ones who can enter the next round." Mo Chu said with a bitter smile.
"Huh, I'm ignoring you!" An Ruxue turned her head and looked away.
"This..." Mo Chu shook his head helplessly, and then looked to the floor above. All the top ten disciples except Mu Fengtian were already there.
"I wonder what the purpose of the note yesterday was." Mo Chu murmured, and then lowered his head to think. Mo Chu was still a little confused. What was the purpose of the note that Mu Fengtian gave him, and suddenly Mo Chu seemed to have an idea.
What. "Could it be..."
Mo Chu suddenly figured out something. "So that's it." Mo Chu finally figured out something that he hadn't thought about for a long time.
"No wonder" Mo Chu's eyes suddenly became cold. It turned out that the great elder used clan connections and bone-eroding pills to threaten all the disciples and elders to obey his orders. You must know that except for the elders, most of the other disciples have clan connections.
Mostly mortal, once a threat
, Good trick. After Mo Chu returned to the yard, he found some information about the Bone Corrosion Pill in the inheritance of the Holy Sword Lord. He learned that the Bone Corrosion Pill is a highly poisonous substance. If there is no antidote after taking it, the bones and flesh will be destroyed.
Death from ulceration is as painful as thousands of ants eating away at the heart.
"So that's how it is." Mo Chu murmured, clenching his fists in his sleeves, and a cold light emanating from his eyes. He felt extremely angry at the actions of this great elder. No wonder those disciples had smiles on their lips when they died, and they were all so calm.
, so that’s what happened.
Mo Chu leaned on the chair, and the figures who died under his sword one after another appeared in his mind, and his heart was full of helplessness, "Who is willing to kill?"
"I hope you don't go too far." Mo Chu sighed in his heart. Thinking about it, Elder Jian is also a poor person. It is really unbelievable that he has reached such a point because of an obsession.
Dangdangdang....
The melodious sound of the bell brought Mo Chu's thoughts back again. Mo Chu looked around seriously and found that Elder Jian and the Great Elder had been sitting on the second floor at some point. Their expressions were calm and their eyes were calm, quite expert. temperament.
Then I saw the elder slowly walking up to the central ring, waving his sleeves, and a light curtain appeared in the sky. On the light curtain were written the names of everyone.
They have their own opponents.
Mo Chu looked at his name and saw a man from Yuan Bin.
Mo Chu looked around and saw a young man looking at him, looking into each other's eyes. Mo Chu nodded, and Yuan Bin returned the same greeting, then turned around and stopped talking.
"Mu Fengtian" Someone saw that he was facing Mu Fengtian, and fighting spirit surged in his eyes, and he looked at Mu Fengtian who was resting with his eyes closed in the middle of the sixth floor.
"Okay, please invite the first group of disciples to come on stage!" the elder said loudly.
Then they saw eighteen figures getting up one after another, walking down the high platform and onto the ring, holding various weapons in their hands, with a cold glow, and Mu Fengtian was among them.
"Junior brother Zhao Wenbin, please give me some advice!" said the disciple opposite Mu Fengtian, cupping his fists.
Mu Fengtian clasped his fists lightly and stared at Zhao Wenbin, which made Zhao Wenbin feel a little scared.
"Let's take action!" Mu Fengtian said to Zhao Wenbin.
"I'm offended!" Zhao Wenbin's expression became solemn, and an eight-foot double-edged ax appeared in his hand. The body of the ax was engraved with a diamond, and the cold light shone out. Then he swept the ax across, bringing up a strong wind and whirring.
Mu Fengtian looked calm and punched lightly, hitting the whizzing axe.
when....
There was a soft sound, and when Zhao Wenbin took a few steps back, the ax in his hand was almost knocked to the ground, which shows how powerful the punch was.
Zhao Wenbin forcibly stabilized his body, jumped up, and struck down with an ax flying into the sky.
Mu Fentian's expression was still extremely indifferent, he took a step back, gathered momentum with his right fist, and punched out.
Click....
With a soft sound, Zhao Wenbin flew out like a kite with a broken string, and hit the light screen. He could faintly hear the bones breaking. Even the ax was stuck on the ground, and a crack appeared on the ax body. A punch The power should be like this.
puff....
Zhao Wenbin spat out a mouthful of blood and couldn't stand up anymore. He was half lying on the ground and looked at Mu Fengtian, "I lost."
"Yes." Mu Fengtian nodded lightly and walked off the stage slowly.
"Two moves, two moves," someone exclaimed below, marveling at Mu Fengtian's strength. Unexpectedly, he defeated him with only two punches. Such strength is really terrifying.
At the same time, fighting was still going on in other arenas. Weapons were flying, and explosions were heard, as if they were about to shatter the sky. The divine rainbow was spinning, as if it was about to pierce the sky. Is there blood flying out, hitting the people in the arena? On the railing, it is charming and strange.
The noise lasted for half an hour before gradually calming down. The disciples above had already turned into bloody men, and the arena had become dilapidated.
The winner supports the stronger player and slowly walks off the ring.
"The third group, come on." The elder's voice came again.
Eighteen more figures slowly walked onto the ring, and Mo Chu stood out, wearing a very conspicuous black robe.
Mo Chu looked towards his own arena. Yuan Bin was already standing on it, looking at Mo Chu under the arena with a smile in his eyes.
Mo Chu stepped onto the ring step by step and stood opposite Yuan Bin. The green bamboo sword in his hand slowly materialized, falling behind him.
Then the two slowly clasped their fists and regarded each other as meeting.
"Please give me some advice, senior brother!" Mo Chu said.
"Junior brother, be careful!" Yuan Bin laughed, a long stick appeared in his hand, with a Yinglong wrapped around it, his eyes widened with anger, and he fought
Strong intention.
"Zhan" and the two looked at each other, and Yuan Bin swept out the long stick in his hand.
Mo Chu bent his arms and raised his sword to resist.
bite....
The long stick swept over the sword and there was a sound of metal collision. Both of them took a step back. Mo Chu found the right opportunity and slashed horizontally on the stick. Then he turned around and stabbed out with the sword. Extremely fast.
when....
Several soft sounds were heard, and the long sword struck the wooden stick. Suddenly, Mo Chu's long sword fell out of his hand. Yuan Bin was caught off guard and was slapped on the shoulder by Mo Chu's palm. The long stick fell out of his hand with blood.
The long sword flew upside down into Mo Chu's hand, and when he raised his hand, a sword light flew out, and the sound of the sword exploded.
Yuan Bin's face became a little solemn. The slap just now almost caused his shoulder to burst. If it weren't for his physical strength, he might have been directly defeated by the palm just now. Yuan Bin was frightened at this moment.
Then Yuan Bin pointed his long stick, and a powerful light shot out, hitting the flying sword light.
boom....
There was a loud noise, the sword light and stick shadow exploded, and the divine rainbow circulated, carrying a powerful force and hitting the light curtain, causing ripples.
Then Mo Chu stepped forward, the green bamboo sword burst into flames, the air became extremely hot, and he thrust out with the sword.
The two men immediately fought together. The sword intent was raging, the shadow of the stick was soaring to the sky, and the sound of collision was endless. The figures of the two people flashed rapidly, bursts of explosions were like thunder, and bursts of whistling sounds were like the wrath of the sky. It has surpassed the momentum of several other arenas.
The more Yuan Bin fought, the more frightened he became. He felt that the power of the sword in Mo Chu's hand became stronger and sharper every time, suppressing him to the point where he could not lift his head. Helpless, Yuan Bin had no choice but to attack with all his strength, and his momentum reached its peak.
The two of them fought until they were crazy. After a sudden blow, the two of them quickly separated. Then the green bamboo sword rose up with a three-color halo, and a slight dragon roar sounded. The dragon's power was comparable to the power of God.
"Five Elements Sword Art." Mo Chu said softly, then slashed horizontally with his sword, and a golden sword light with a three-color halo shot out. A giant dragon could be faintly seen entwining the sword light, making it appear sacred and noble.
Yuan Bin's face became solemn for a moment, the long stick in his hand burst out with light, and a dragon appeared behind him, and the roar of the dragon shook the sky.
call....
Yuan Bin struck out with his stick, and the Yinglong flew out, carrying this huge power, and hit the sword light.
puff....
The sword light smashed the dragon's body into pieces with devastating force, and headed towards Yuan Bin.
Yuan Bin's pupils shrank suddenly, his back felt cold, and he quickly raised his stick to resist.
Bang.....
The sword light slashed at the body of the stick, and the long stick in Yuan Bin's hand hit his body directly. The blood and bones exploded instantly, flying backwards and hitting the light curtain. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then rolled his eyes. Once he turned over, he fainted.
call...
Mo Chu let out a long breath and then slowly walked off the ring.
The winners and losers were almost determined in the rest of the arena. The ground was dyed red with blood, and everyone's bones were exposed. The victory was miserable and the loss was heroic.
The disciples in the audience looked at it with great joy, and their hearts were full of joy, digesting everything they saw.
"Group 4, come on!" the elder said after seeing all the disciples on the stage get off.