"Senior Brother Song is still the same!" Mo Ye looked at the black-robed man's leaving figure and laughed softly.
"Brother Mo, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?" Liu Qing looked at Mo Ye and asked with concern.
"It's nothing. I met an old friend and had a chat with him. By the way, I'll give you this. It will help you in the next ranking competition!" Mo Ye said and put a scroll on Liu Qing's hand.
On hand.
"This is..." Liu Qing took the scroll, opened it and saw the content inside, and was stunned for a moment.
At this time, Mo Ye patted her shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't let other people know this information. You should take a good look at it first!"
Fortunately, the area left for them as participating disciples in the entry competition was spacious enough, and there was no one else around them. Moreover, almost everyone's attention was now focused on Zheng, so they would not be disturbed if they opened the scroll at this moment.
See what the problem is.
"Read it quickly to avoid making any mistakes!" Mo Ye reminded, opened the scroll left for him, quickly scanned the contents on it, and then fell into deep thought.
"It seems that there are still many strong opponents in this beginner's competition!" Mo Ye thought to himself, and quietly put the scroll into his storage bag.
"Brother Mo, I'm done reading!" Liu Qing put the scroll away and wanted to put it back into Mo Ye's hand.
"Just accept it, it's not something very important to me!" Mo Ye declined.
The two scrolls add up to only ten spirit stones, and what he got from the phantom swordsman he encountered that day is already worth no less than four hundred spirit stones. With such a large amount of wealth, he can't afford to lose everything.
Disaster.
"Okay!" Since Mo Ye had answered like this, Liu Qing could only accept the scroll.
At this time, Yu Zheng began to speak again: "Elder Hu just read out your rankings. You must have a general understanding of your own strength. Next, I will read out the rules of the ranking competition!"
"In the ranking competition, you all have a tentative ranking studied by the elders. It is an estimate of the strength you have shown. You can challenge the disciples ranked above you. If you succeed in the challenge, you can exchange rankings with them.
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"Every disciple has three opportunities to challenge. After the three opportunities are used up, he is not allowed to continue to challenge and can only passively respond. After each challenge or challenge, there is a half-hour rest period. During this period, no disciple is allowed to challenge
It issues a challenge.”
After Yu Zheng read out the rules of the ranking competition, all the participating disciples showed a look of understanding. This rule sounds fair, but everyone only has three chances to challenge, so if you want to get a good ranking, you must think carefully.
Considered it.
"The ranking competition will begin in a quarter of an hour and end at sunset. All participating disciples are asked to prepare accordingly!" After Yu Zheng finished speaking, he walked off the stage.
"Brother Mo, what should we do now?" Liu Qing asked.
"Wait!" Mo Ye looked at the disciples who were eager to try, "Let them explore the way for us first!"
It is still morning, and the ranking competition will not end until sunset, so there is no benefit in going up to the stage to challenge too early. If he is not wrong, those disciples who have the ability to compete for the top ten will challenge in the afternoon, and the challenge opportunities will be consumed in the morning.
Once empty, wouldn't it be boring?
After a quarter of an hour, a person jumped onto the ring as expected: "I, Xiao Kuo, am ranked forty-eight, and I want to challenge my senior brother who is ranked thirty-six!"
"Oh? Do you want to challenge me?" Zhou Yan, who was standing under the ring, suddenly laughed.
He had hidden his strength in previous competitions, so he got an estimated ranking of thirty-sixth. In fact, he was fully capable of reaching the top ten, just because he wanted to show off his skills in the final ranking competition.
, that’s why he didn’t expose his strength. But now a person who was weak enough for him to ignore jumped out and wanted to challenge him, which made him feel very funny.
"Forget it, just think of it as a warm-up activity for the afternoon competition!" With this thought in mind, Zhou Yan stepped onto the ring.
"Kid, remember, the person who defeated you is called Zhou Yan!" Zhou Yan looked at Xiao Kuo disdainfully, then put his hands behind his back.
"Damn it! Do you look down on me?" Xiao Kuo clenched his fist and rushed towards Zhou Yan.
"Pyroblast!" A fireball was thrown out of Xiao Kuo's hand and flew in the direction of Zhou Yan. Before the fireball arrived, it exploded in the air and turned into flames, flying towards Zhou Yan from all directions.
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"Earth Spirit Shield!" Zhou Yan said calmly, and an earthy-yellow light shield instantly enveloped him. The seemingly ferocious flames hit the surface of the light shield, only making it glow.
Circle ripples.
"Damn it!" Seeing that his spell didn't work, Xiao Kuo cursed angrily, a red light flashed in his hand, and a crimson palm phantom emerged from his hand and swatted at Zhou Yan.
"Stone Fist!" Zhou Yan suddenly clenched his right hand into a fist, and his arm instantly swelled. Green veins bulged on the surface of his arm, looking so ferocious and terrifying.
The next moment, a faint earth-yellow light appeared on the surface of Zhou Yan's fist, and a huge fist shadow shot out, directly hitting the phantom of the palm flying towards him.
The sound of "Rumble" suddenly resounded throughout the entire arena. Everyone present could see that Xiao Kuo's phantom palm shattered under the attack of Zhou Yan's fist shadow, and the remaining fist shadow exploded with thunder.
He was unable to cover his ears and hit Xiao Kuo, knocking him directly off the ring.
"Zhou Yansheng, both sides retain their current rankings!" Yu Zheng immediately announced the results of the competition, and at the same time looked at Zhou Yan with admiration. In his opinion, Zhou Yan is also a good genius, maybe he can win this time
Achieve top five results in the ranking competition.
"He seems to still have some energy left. It seems that it's really difficult to reach the top ten in this ranking competition!" Mo Ye thought to himself as he looked at Zhou Yan who looked calm on the stage.
However, it is precisely because of the strength of his opponent that he can inspire the courage and belief deep in his heart that he will not admit defeat.
"I will decide the first place in this beginner's competition!" Mo Ye said in a low voice.
If other people heard it, they would definitely think that he was dreaming, but he has two skills: the Hundred Meridians Body Forging Technique and the Creation of the Sky Technique, plus the Wind Blade Technique, the Thunder Collapsing Curse and other powerful spells, and he is close to the Spirit Condensation Realm.
With his mid-term cultivation, he still has great hope of winning first place.
"I have also read the opponent's information. I can't tell anything by watching their game here, so I'd better practice on the spot! If I can successfully practice Phantom Kill before the afternoon challenge, then my chances of winning first place will be greater!
"Mo Ye sat cross-legged on the ground, began to put aside all distracting thoughts and distractions, and began to comprehend Phantom Killing without any distractions.
"Brother Mo, are you working so hard?" Liu Qing, who was beside him, smiled slightly when he saw Mo Ye cultivating without any distractions.
She also understands how fierce the competition in the ranking competition is, and just like that, the chance of standing out is very small, but looking at Mo Ye's calm look, he must be able to enter the top ten!
"Phantom Killing, what is the focus of it?" Mo Ye thought hard in his mind. This was something that had troubled him for many days. It was precisely because of this confusion that he was practicing Phantom Killing.
encountered many obstacles.
If we look at the phantom kill performed by the phantom swordsman that day, the emphasis of this phantom kill spell is obviously on the illusion aspect. It creates two clones to confuse the opponent's sight, and then kills with one strike.
Before he practiced Phantom Killing, he naturally felt that such a clone was very powerful. However, after practicing deeply, he felt that there was something wrong with this way of training. In short, it just felt weird.
"Is my perception wrong, or is there something inherently wrong with that person's cultivation method?" Mo Ye couldn't help but have doubts in his heart.
In fact, after he looked through the book that recorded Phantom Kill, he discovered that it was not the entire book, but a spell that was finally simplified by an excerpter based on the fragments of a profound spell, after countless tests and modifications.
According to the description of the person in the book, the original power of this phantom kill is definitely not just an intermediate spell, it should be even more powerful, but after modification, it can no longer regain its original power.
Moreover, the original name of this spell was not Phantom Kill. Phantom Kill was just a name randomly given by the person after he modified the remaining parts of this profound spell. However, just by looking at the spell that person modified, you can guess what his cultivation level is.
How profound. According to the memory of his previous life, this is definitely not something that a monk in the spiritual realm can do.
"Maybe that person's direction in practicing this spell is wrong, so I can't limit myself to his understanding of this spell!" Mo Ye thought for a long time and finally said.
However, Mo Ye has no experience at all when it comes to supplementing a spell. Although he was a spirit-opening being in his previous life, the spells he practiced were pitiful, let alone completing a spell on the basis of practicing it.
"There shouldn't be any big problem with the path of spiritual power, it should be some minor errors." After thinking about it, Mo Ye began to try to deflect the original path of spiritual power when releasing Phantom Kill, but the next moment, there was an unbearable pain.
It hit him instantly.
"Hiss!" Mo Ye suppressed himself from shouting. He still remembered where he was now. If he shouted in such a public place, he would be in trouble.
"Change it again!" The pain slowly subsided, and just when Mo Ye was about to modify the route of spiritual power again, he was horrified to find that his spiritual power was operating uncontrollably.
"What...what's going on?" Mo Ye couldn't calm down anymore. He had never encountered this kind of situation before. Could it be that he had seen a ghost?
However, Mo Ye soon discovered that these spiritual powers were flowing along the meridians in his body according to a specific pattern. A few breaths completed a cycle. At the same time, four large golden characters appeared in his mind -