The quick finish of Mo Tian's group inspired the fighting spirit of the remaining four strong groups.
They don't intend to continue to waste it, they all use their full strength.
Soon, the four groups of weaker disciples were defeated one after another. Without the previous resistance, they were directly crushed by the powerful strength.
Especially Mu Feng's group.
Seeing that Mo Tian was over with such a palm, Mu Feng was just facing a new disciple of the fourth level warrior realm.
Before, Mu Feng still had the idea of teasing the disciple, but now Mu Feng did not intend to continue playing.
The powerful cultivation level of a ninth-level warrior was directly unleashed, and he defeated the disciple with a fierce attack without any delay and won the victory.
Walking off the competition stage, Mu Feng walked to Mo Tian and Tian Hai with a smile, and said with a helpless look: "This new junior brother is too unsatisfactory. My martial arts skills are useless, and he was beaten directly by me in a few blows."
It's time for the competition, and I haven't given my full strength yet."
"You kid!" Tianhai couldn't help but cry and laugh.
"Mo Tian, look at you. I could have looked at you a little longer, but now everyone has exploded with strength. In the blink of an eye, the first group is over, and there is nothing to see."
"Is it my fault? They want to be like this." Mo Tian was also a little helpless.
"But Brother Mo Tian, it feels so good to torture people! Besides you, there is another person in the first group who is third on the outer sect list. He has also reached the level of a ninth-level warrior. I really hope to fight him!" Mu
Feng laughed.
"Don't think about it, because I was the first to end the fight, and he was the second, so the next fight will be between me and him." Mo Tian smiled.
"Um...am I competing with a disciple of a sixth-level warrior? That would be too boring..." Mu Feng was a little distressed.
"Look, this guy got an advantage and behaved well." Mo Tian said with a smile.
"Xu Long, the third-ranked warrior in the outer sect, has been promoted to the ninth-level warrior longer than you. He was the third-ranked warrior in the outer sect before Brother Mo thought about it. Now, he is still the third-ranked warrior in the outer sect. His strength cannot be underestimated.
, you have just reached the ninth level warrior, and now you are drifting away?" Tianhai said with a smile.
"Uh... I can't afford it, I can't afford it." Mu Feng quickly shook his head.
"Hahaha, you kid." Mo Tian and Tian Hai laughed.
The first group of games are all over, and then comes the second group.
Lear's serial number is Group 2 No. 10, and the No. 1 he fights against is a disciple of a seventh-level warrior.
Walking onto the competition stage and looking at Lear facing him, the disciple couldn't help crying.
"Senior Brother Lear, can you be gentle, I'm afraid of pain..."
"There's so much nonsense, come on." Lear said calmly.
Competition stage No. 1 once again attracted the attention of the disciples in the audience.
Mo Tian no longer joked with Tian Hai and Mu Feng, but looked at the first group where Lear was.
Although Lear's promotion to a second-level warrior was too fast and his foundation was unstable, since he had the confidence to fight Mo Tian, he must have something to rely on.
Lear’s Mo Yi Zhan also needs to be read carefully.
Mo Tian's first game was solved so directly. The onlookers were curious about how Lear would solve his game.
He looked indifferently at the disciple directly opposite him.
He is not like Mo Tian who waits for his opponent to make the first move and gives him some face before making his own move.
Lear strikes directly, holding his claws in his hand.
Before the disciple could react, he had already rushed in front of the disciple and grabbed the disciple's neck.
Under Lear's terrifying power, the disciple kept struggling and his face turned red.
He couldn't muster any energy.
When Lear grabbed his neck, he pinched his Qi veins, directly cutting off the connection between his spirit and vitality.
The disciple kept hitting Lear's arm with his hand.
But Lear's arms grasped his neck tightly like iron and showed no signs of letting go.
Slowly, Lear lifted the disciple up.
"Li...Senior Brother Li Er..." The disciple's face was red, the veins on his head were bulging, and he could already feel that his breath was not smooth.
"Lear! This is just a discussion between disciples!"
Tianhai, who was watching this scene in the audience, couldn't help being furious.
If Lear is allowed to pinch him like this, the disciple will soon die of anger.
This is just a competition between disciples, but it will cost lives. As the outer sect senior brother, Tianhai definitely cannot stand idly by!
Not only was Tianhai roaring, but the head of the law enforcement hall, who was the referee of the disciple competition, could not sit still.
He stood up suddenly and said angrily.
"Lear, it's just a discussion, don't hurt anyone!"
"Hmph!" Lear raised the corner of his mouth slightly and snorted coldly: "Who said I wanted to kill someone? Did you see it?"
With a casual flick, the disciple was thrown away by Lear, slammed into the protective shield, and fell into coma...
Tianhai rushed directly to the first group and caught the disciples who fell from the protective cover.
The disciple lay in Tianhai's arms with a pale face.
Mo Tian also stepped forward and put his finger on the disciple's nose.
"I'm still breathing, but because my neck was pinched all the time, my brain was congested and I fell into a coma."
"call..."
Tianhai took a long breath and sighed: "That's good, as long as it's okay."
As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at Lear with cold eyes.
"You are so cruel! You are so harsh to our disciples!"
Lear, on the other hand, pretended to be indifferent and said: "This is a competition. My task is to defeat him. I didn't want to hurt him. Isn't he still alive?"
After saying this, Lear jumped off the jousting ring and walked to his dogleg.
The competition for the other four groups continues.
However, those outer disciples who watched this scene were all breaking out in cold sweat.
Looking at Lear walking towards them, they all took a few steps back, leaving a very empty space.
Too cruel!
He was so harsh on his fellow disciples, and he still looked like he didn't care.
Originally, there were some disciples who thought that Lear had the backer of the first senior brother in the inner sect and wanted to rely on Lear.
Now, they have completely given up this idea.
He showed no mercy to his fellow juniors. With Lear by his side, who would know that one day Lear would be unhappy and attack them?
Because the disciple is fine, the head of the law enforcement hall can't do anything.
After announcing that the first group had advanced, Li Er returned to his seat with a livid face.
He was so cruel to his fellow disciples that he really couldn't hide the anger in his heart.
This is different from last time.
At that time, it was Lear who provoked him. To put it bluntly, he deserved to be beaten for provoking others.
But it's different now! In front of him, the leader of the law enforcement hall, he kills his fellow disciples!
As the leader of the Law Enforcement Hall, what he couldn't stand the most was bullying fellow disciples and doing such a cruel thing!
If he wasn't the head of the law enforcement hall, he really wanted to let Lear feel the feeling of being pinched half to death!
"Zhenzi, calm down. Someone will naturally take care of Lear."
The voice of the master of the outer gate rang in the ears of the master of the law enforcement hall.
He frowned and looked at the doorkeeper beside him.
The door owner smiled and nodded to him.
"Eh... I'm really unhappy!" the head of the law enforcement hall yelled angrily.