Peerless God Lord

In the outer sect square, countless outer sect disciples were completely boiling because of Duan Jingtian.

Both the Tianmeng disciples and other disciples were extremely excited.

Duan Jingtian is the object of worship of all disciples.

Duan Jingtian is the mountain that all disciples look up to.

Duan Jingtian is the target of all disciples.

"Senior Brother Duan!"

"Senior Brother Duan!!"

"..."

The noise was loud and the shouts were constant. Many disciples turned red and looked excited.

Duan Jingtian's popularity on Fengling Island has reached a terrifying level.

Even some elders on the viewing platform looked shocked.

Duan Jingtian is worthy of being the leader of the younger generation on Fengling Island.

Su Mo stood there quietly, frowning when he saw this scene.

Duan Jingtian came here to watch the finals, which was not good for him.

After a while, Su Mo gradually relaxed his brows.

On the battlefield, he had a fair fight with the Tianmeng disciples. Even Duan Jingtian had nothing to say!

Duan Jingtian stood in the pavilion in the distance. His expression was extremely calm, and it did not change at all because of the cheers of countless disciples.

As if this is how it should be.

Wherever he goes, everyone is watching him.

Time passes slowly.

After a moment of burning incense, the great elder stood up from the spectator seat.

"quiet!"

The Great Elder shouted softly, and after the whole place calmed down, he slowly spoke.

"The finals are divided into points competition and ranking competition. The points competitions are held simultaneously on five stages. The two people with the highest points in each group will enter the top ten."

"The ranking competition determines the ranking of the top ten disciples of the outer sect."

"The points competition begins now. There are twenty people in each group, a total of nineteen rounds. There are ten battles in each round. One point will be awarded for a win, no points for a draw, and one point for a loss."

"Now, one hundred disciples will start drawing lots to form groups."

After the great elder finished speaking, all the disciples stepped forward to draw lots.

Su Mo was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the final would be fought in groups.

While this saves time, it's not completely fair.

Because, if several top ten disciples from the outer sect are grouped together, some of them will definitely be eliminated early.

If there were ninety-nine rounds of competition on the same stage, with fifty battles in each round, that would be the fairest way to compete.

However, in that case, it will take at least a few days to end the game.

However, it was obvious that Su Mo was overthinking.

The elders have already considered this.

The top ten disciples of the outer sect drew lots individually and were divided into five groups, with two people in each group.

Su Mo was drawn into the second group.

This time there is no number in the points competition, and everyone has to fight against the other nineteen people.

After drawing lots, Su Mo walked to the second fighting platform and waited quietly.

At this time, He Yangjun also walked towards the second group fighting stage. When he saw Su Mo, his face was filled with a playful smile.

"Haha! Su Mo, we are in the same group! I can't wait!"

He Yangjun was overjoyed. Being in the same group meant that he would face off against Su Mo.

Once they meet, he will not completely torture Su Mo!

Along with He Yangjun, there were two young men, both of whom were at the peak of the sixth level of Lingwu Realm.

These two people are also Tianmeng disciples and are in the second group.

"Senior Brother He, why bother you to take action against him!"

One of the young men in purple robes smiled sinisterly and said, "Su Mo, you really like the battle of life and death! Why don't we come and play one later?"

A murderous intent flashed in the purple-robed young man's eyes. He was not afraid that Su Mo would not agree.

He knew that this Su Mo was bold and arrogant and would definitely accept the challenge.

"Su Mo, do you dare to fight? If not, then you can quit the competition!"

Another young man in black also had a sneer on his face.

When Su Mo heard this, he glanced at a few people and said indifferently: "As you wish!"

Su Mo agreed simply. Even if the other party didn't ask for it, he would still make the request.

Seeing Su Mo agree, everyone's faces were suddenly filled with smiles.

Even if Su Mo doesn't agree, they won't hold back on the battlefield.

Of course it would be better if I agreed.

After everyone is divided into groups, the game is about to begin.

In the second group that Su Mo belonged to, there was not only He Yangjun, a top ten disciple of the outer sect, but also another top ten disciple of the outer sect.

This person is none other than Fei Kuang, ranked fifth among the top ten disciples of the outer sect.

Seeing this man, Su Mo couldn't help but think of the Lieyang Sect disciple Shi Long whom he met in Guanwucheng.

This man was similar in stature to Shi Long, two meters tall, with a rough face, tall and mighty, with muscles all over his body, and a formidable aura.

A strong body-refiner!

Su Mo knew without thinking that this person must be a master of body training.

"Haha! There are no masters in this second group!"

Fei Kuang came to the second group of battle stages, glanced at Su Mo and the others, grinned widely, and laughed.

"Hmph! Fei Kuang, don't be too proud!"

Seeing Fei Kuang's arrogant attitude, He Yangjun snorted coldly.

Fei Kuang said that there were no masters in the second group, and he obviously didn't take him seriously.

"What? He Yangjun, are you not convinced?"

Fei Kuang had a look of contempt on his face and said: "In this second group, you are the only one who can play with me. I will see if you have made any progress later!"

"Hmph! I won't let you down!"

He Yangjun said coldly.

However, facing Fei Kuang, who ranked fifth in the outer sect, He Yangjun obviously lacked confidence.

He Yangjun knew how powerful Fei Kuang was. An ordinary seventh-level spiritual martial artist could be torn apart by just a few moves.

Facing such a master, He Yangjun had no confidence at all.

However, He Yangjun is not worried. Even if he loses to Fei Kuang, he can still enter the top ten of the outer sect.

Because there are two people in each group who can enter the top ten, in this second group, who is his opponent except Fei Kuang!

In this grouping, the top ten disciples of the outer sect are distributed as follows.

Group 1: Lu Shaoyun, Duan Bingye.

Group 2: Fei Kuang, He Yangjun.

Group 3: Yi Xiaoguang, Li Jiandong.

Group 4: Nangong Linjue, Mei Ling.

Group 5: Ling Muchen, Gu Zhan.

"Now, the competition begins!"

After dividing into groups, the deacon announced loudly.

"The first group, Zhang Zhengqing vs. Lu Shaoyun."

"The second group, He Yangjun vs. Wang Yu.

"The third group……"

"..."

As the deacon finished speaking, each group of disciples whose names were called came on stage one after another.

The whole square suddenly became quiet.

Everyone is watching the battle on the court attentively. There is no weak person in the final, only the strong showdown is interesting.

On the first group stage, Lu Shaoyun was worthy of being the sixth-ranked master in the outer sect.

With only five moves, he easily defeated his opponent.

In the second group of battle stages, He Yangjun was even more domineering. He slashed his opponent with three swords until he vomited blood and retreated, and then the opponent fled off the stage.

Compared to the battles of the first two groups, the other three groups were much slower.

In the first battle of the other three groups, no top ten disciples from the outer sect were on the field. There was not much difference in strength between the two teams, and it was difficult to determine the outcome in a short period of time.

"The first group, Duan Bingye versus Yu Kun!"

"The second group, Su Mo versus Kang Liang."

Hearing the deacon's words, Su Mo smiled slightly and stepped onto the fighting platform.

Su Mo's opponent also stepped onto the battlefield almost at the same time as him.

"Um?"

When Su Mo saw his first opponent, he was a little surprised.

This person was none other than one of the two Tianmeng disciples, the purple-robed young man. ***3***6***9***

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