Immortal Mortal

This time, they went to Zhenmo Continent for the Grand Competition of Genius Disciples, hosted by Jiang Xiushan, the patriarch of Dayan Sect, and Feng Zhenqiu, the second dean of Wentian Academy. As for Bei Suting, she just stayed in Yindu, and she was not very interested in hosting this kind of competition, even if she was named.

Although Yindu Square is vast and huge, now that ten competition platforms and a main judging altar have been newly built, the rest of the place is almost full of people.

Xia Mu and Xu Chihuang sat in the middle of the main altar. They wanted to see what kind of geniuses there were in the Lost Continent, and they were also the general judges of this competition. Jiang Xiushan, Feng Zhenqiu, and several other judges from the Lost Continent sat on the left, right, and lower sides.

Let's start. Xia Mo nodded to Jiang Xiushan, and said something softly.

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 Wentian Academy, in fact he really didn't care about this kind of attention. He was really upset that Tianxue Palace stood on the head of Dayanzong, and he was also dissatisfied with Xia Mo in his heart.

Dear friends, I am all the monks in the Lost Continent. Here I would like to thank the seniors of the Zhenmo Continent. If they hadn't appeared here in time, the Lost Continent may have been occupied by monks from outside the territory. I believe that all the Taoist friends Like me, I have clearly realized the lack of cultivation civilization in the Lost Continent. Fortunately, the Zhenmo Continent has given us another chance. I believe this is not only my hope for the Lost Continent, but also the hope of every cultivator.

Jiang Xiushan's words drew bursts of warm applause, which shows that it is true that he said that this is the expectation of every practitioner.

I hope that everyone will have the opportunity to go to Zhenmo Continent to aspire to the real avenue. Unfortunately, our quota is limited and time is limited. This time, we can only choose 100 monks who have the opportunity to go. Those above the Mortal Realm, below the age of fifty...

Sure enough, after Jiang Xiushan announced the selection restrictions, there was a burst of noise from Yindu Square. Obviously, many people were not satisfied with this 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 they will not have opportunities in the future. This kind of selection will be held every three years in the future. Our former Five Elements Desolate Land Danbi is combined, and the competition conditions will be relaxed in the future, so that more people will have the opportunity to enter the Zhenmo Continent to practice. Now Dean Feng will announce the competition rules.

Hearing Jiang Xiushan's words, the noise gradually subsided.

Seeing that it was not Bei Suting but Feng Zhenqiu who walked onto the stage, Xia Mo frowned visibly. But seeing that Xu Chihuang didn't express anything, he could only remain silent. It is good that he is a special envoy, but every fairy king in the world is a unique existence, even if he is a special envoy, he must respect Guardian Xu.

Feng Zhenqiu clasped his fists at the many monks in the square, and said bluntly, Because of the rush of time, there is no registration procedure for this competition, so anyone who agrees to the conditions can enter the stage. We have set ten contestants , these ten people are the top ten in the Hundred Sects Alliance Contribution List, and there is no age limit...

Feng Zhenqiu's words drew a burst of warm applause. The top ten of the Hundred Sects Alliance's contribution list became the champions. No one objected. They got it by virtue of their real skills.

Many people are even looking forward to San Xiu No. 2705, wanting to know who is the No. 1 casual repair on the contribution list.

Feng Zhenqiu pointed to the ten stages and said, Now invite the top ten heroes of the Hundred Sects Alliance to enter the stage, and the rest can challenge at will. Each person wins three games in a row to advance to the next round. Those who succeed in the challenge will win Three matches also enter the next round. All challenges, if you lose any one, you will be eliminated. No one challenges Yizhuxiang, and you will automatically advance to the next round.

Everyone was secretly shocked. Although the rules of this game were fast, they were also very cruel. As long as you are on the stage, you can't lose. If you lose one game, you lose the whole game.

Following Feng Zhenqiu's words, six monks stood on the stage.

Feng Zhenqiu looked at the remaining empty stages and asked, Where are the other four?

A judge stood up and said to Feng Zhenqiu, The fourth Gao Chi, the seventh Sha Moao, and the ninth Sun Qianlie all died in the Yinmu Beach. There has been 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 muffled.

Feng Zhenqiu saw that Xia Mo's face was even more ugly, and immediately said loudly, Countless heroes in our Lost Continent have fallen in this fight against the monks outside the territory, but we can't let their blood flow in vain. What we need is to go to the A higher level can replace them in protecting our own homeland in the future.

Yes, protect your homeland. A more enthusiastic roar sounded. Looking forward to this big competition, there is an extra passion to protect the homeland.

Feng Zhenqiu nodded and continued, I invite the eleventh to fourteenth members of the Hundred Sects Alliance's contribution list to come on stage to complete the ten champions...

Only two people came up, and it was not until Feng Zhenqiu called for the eighteenth place that the ten champions were completely completed.

This not only made Feng Zhenqiu's heart heavy, but also made all the monks who lost the continent feel a little heavy. How many geniuses and elites were lost in this battle with monks from outside the territory?

The challenge begins now! After all ten challengers stood on the stage, Feng Zhenqiu announced the start of the competition, and then retreated voluntarily.

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 still had some strength, he really watched the rest of the stages. Not eye-catching.

...

Because of the battle with monks from outside the territory, almost all the monks with some strength in Wentianxue Palace left the sect. Even if they walked around the sect during the day, there were not many people to see.

At night, there are even fewer people.

At this moment, except for some faint moonlight in front of the Wentian steps, only Mo Wuji was standing here alone. Next to the Wentian Rank, there is also a huge Wentian List, on which Gou Zihan still ranks first.

Mo Wuji smiled. He is now in the realm of transcendence, and ascending to the heavenly rank is the most suitable state. Once the realm is further improved, the pressure will increase several times if you go to the heavenly rank.

Looking at the Wentian Rank, which had no idea where the top was, Mo Wuji sorted out his emotions and stepped into the first level of the Wentian Rank.

A faint pressure rushed over, and Mo Wuji stepped up to the second step without any influence. Even when he was at the Pulse Expansion Realm, he shouldn't have many problems entering the top 20, not to mention that now he has opened up one hundred and one veins, and his cultivation has entered the Human Extreme Realm.

In just a few breaths, Mo Wuji broke through the 20th step and reached the 21st step. At this moment, the pressure and thrust had 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 came to the fifty-fourth step.

Mo Wuji looked at a clean white stone tablet next to him, he knew very well that as long as he wrote his name here, his name would soon appear on the 50th place in the Wentian list. Because he had seen Cen Shuyin's name on the Wentian list before, and Cen Shuyin was the fiftieth, and she also climbed the fifty-fourth step. Mo Wuji was sure that Cen Shuyin would not be able to reach the fifty-fourth step in just one stick of incense.

Although this kind of pressure was not small for Mo Wuji, it still didn't affect him.

Fifty-fifth, fifty-six...

The higher you go, the stronger the pressure and thrust. At the sixty-seventh step, it wasn't just pressure anymore, there was a rotating force on this Wentian step, and this force seemed to roll up Mo Wuji and throw him down.

The sixty-eighth step, the sixty-ninth step...

Another hour later, Mo Wuji stopped at the eighty-second step.

Mo Wuji's legs trembled a little under the violent pressure and rotational thrust, which made him feel a little disappointed. Originally, he wanted to climb the one hundred and eighth step, but now he has only reached the eighty-second step, and his legs are shaking a little. Maybe he can go up to another ten ranks, but at most he will be ranked first in the Wentian Ranking. It is simply impossible to reach the one hundred and eighth step.

Whether it works or not, give it a try. What he wants is not the number one in the list, this false name is of no use to him.

Eighty-third step, eighty-fourth step...

At this moment, the energy in Mo Wuji's body was surging, squeezing the surrounding space with roars. The Yuan force in his one hundred and one veins is all flowing, as if forming circles of Zhou Tianyuan force.

Ninety-third step, ninety-fourth step...

Pfft! Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Mo Wuji climbed up the ninety-fifth step. The powerful sweeping power almost sent him directly out of the Heaven-Worshiping Rank.

There were more than ten steps left. Mo Wuji wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but he still couldn't see the top of Wentian steps when he looked up.

The rolling pressure and thrust squeezed the bones of Mo Wuji's body with crackling sounds, and the ruthlessness in Mo Wuji's heart was also squeezed out.

Since his debut, he has never voluntarily backed down, unless he really couldn't hold on anymore. Now although his legs are trembling and his bones are crackling, he can still hold on.

Ninety-sixth step, ninety-seventh step...

Mo Wuji fell on the ninety-eighth step again. He knew that as long as he wanted, he could write his name now and walk down. From then on, the number one in Wentian Academy will no longer be Gou Zihan, but Mo Wuji.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Wuji still did not give up, he realized the difference between himself and others. At the ninety-eighth level, when he was about to be rolled down, the one hundredth and one hundred and first veins in his body automatically formed a cycle, and an additionally generated elemental force supported him. .

It was the first time that Mo Wuji felt the effects of these two veins since he opened up the 100th and 101st Yuan storage veins. In normal times, these two veins may only speed up his absorption of spiritual energy, but when his energy is about to be exhausted, these two veins are the real capital.

Looking again at the Wentian Step who didn't know where the top was, Mo Wuji clenched his fists. Perhaps, these two extra threads will give him unexpected joy.

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