Fighting starts from saving Yunyun

Chapter 13 Hell Messenger

Two days passed in a flash.

The Misty Cloud Sect, as the most powerful force in the Jia Ma Empire, has been passed down uninterruptedly from generation to generation, and has gone through several dynasty changes, allowing this behemoth to take root deeply in the soil of the Jia Ma Empire.

Even the royal family of the Jia Ma Empire feared him.

The so-called reputation, the Yunlan Sect's sect competition naturally attracted the attention of many forces.

The huge square paved with all huge stones looks simple and magnificent. In the center of the square, a huge stone tablet stands majestically.

Around the square, the steps built of huge stones can accommodate nearly a thousand people, but at this time there are only a few dozens of people.

These dozens of people are all parties who have received invitations to watch the battle.

At the top of the square, some towering steps and stone seats were cast, and the steps gradually went up. According to their identities and levels of cultivation, more than a dozen old men in white robes sat one by one.

And on the stone seat of the highest step, a beautiful woman in a blue skirt slowly stood up, glanced around, and the cold voice wrapped in fighting spirit resounded throughout the square.

"The competition begins."

As the voice fell, an old man in white robe who was only one step lower than the woman stood up and said, "All disciples enter the arena."

Following the words of the old man, there was a slight tremor in the huge square.

At the junction of the gaps around the steps, an unknown number of disciples of the Misty Cloud Sect, dressed in white robes and embroidered with long swords of clouds on the cuffs, rushed in.

After the bone test, all disciples under the age of 20 are eligible to participate in this sect competition, and those over the age of 20 can only watch the competition.

In less than half an hour, more than 900 disciples of the Misty Cloud Sect completed the test and filled up all the vacant stone steps.

"Now read out the rules of the Grand Competition, please listen carefully to the disciples participating in the Grand Competition this time." Yun Ling, still the old man in white robe, said.

"The first is the selection of the outer disciples. Due to the large number of people, considering the time, we will adopt the chaos mode. All the outer disciples will play. If there is no team formation, after a stick of incense, we will select the fifty remaining on the field.

For the fifty who advanced, the opponents will be judged by lottery. All the promoted disciples will come up to draw numbers, and those with the same number will be the opponents.The top ten in this competition will directly advance to the inner gate. "

"The selection of the inner sect also uses lottery to judge the opponents. The rewards for the top ten are extremely generous, and the first place will get an extra one, a fifth-grade elixir that was personally refined by the alchemy king Furukawa."

"Remember, this big competition is intended to learn from each other. Don't hurt people's lives until the point is reached."

After Yun Ling finished speaking, a middle-aged man in a gorgeous gown waved to everyone.

Whoa!

Everyone in the audience was shocked, and even the leaders of various forces standing in the air in noble robes at the top of the steps looked slightly sideways.

A fifth-grade pill refined by Pill King Guhe himself.

The name of the pill was not mentioned, it is very likely that the number one will choose this time.

"As expected of the Misty Cloud Sect." Fa Ma couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

"The first place this time must be Senior Sister Nalan. Tell me, will this first prize be related to Senior Sister Nalan?"

"It is very possible that Senior Sister Nalan is the direct disciple of the suzerain, and there are rumors about the relationship between the suzerain and Alchemy King Furukawa..."

In the crowd, several disciples beeped softly.

The competition of the outer sect disciples was nothing to watch. To be precise, so many people came here today to see the outer sect.

Except for the top ten that get more attention, no one cares about those after the top ten, even if they perform outstandingly.

The time lasted until noon, and after a short rest, the Inner Sect Competition was just the beginning.

There are only 20 inner disciples under the age of 67. (Chen Mo is an exception.)

In order to demonstrate the prestige of the Yunlan sect, the elders read their names one by one, and those who read the names report their cultivation level, and then simply reveal a few moves.

In Chen Mo's view, this is a personal show.

The first to appear is Yunhai, the grandson of the Great Elder.

As soon as he entered the stage, it was full of radiance, and all kinds of rainbows flew up, followed by various explanations by the disciples.

For example, when a move is used, there is an ah first, and then how difficult the move is, how it is resolved, and how powerful it is.

Good guy, the World Cup didn't talk so carefully.

Yun Hai also performed well, Yun Leng's smile was as bright as a chrysanthemum.

The number he drew was 32, and after a slight salute, he exited.

Chen Mo, who was deliberately sitting in the corner, was about to explode, and all kinds of crazy reminders sounded non-stop.

"Ding ding ding, ding your sister, why are you dinging?"

The key point is that Chen Mo can't turn on Do Not Disturb like wechat, and his head is still buzzing.

So much so that when Yun Ling read the name of No. 29 Chen Mo, no one came on stage for a while.

The plaza, which had been relatively quiet, became chaotic again.

"Chen Mo, isn't that the suzerain's new personal disciple?"

"Don't talk nonsense, it's not right now, you have to be in the top ten."

"I haven't made an appearance yet, isn't it cowardice?"

"No way, the suzerain will lose face."

……

"Chen Mo, where is Chen Mo, hurry up and play." Yun Ling couldn't help but increase his voice, urging.

The high-level members of the Misty Cloud Sect were also discussing, and they looked at the high platform behind them in unison.

However, Yun Yun just snorted coldly, and these people quickly looked away.

Yun Yun frowned.

At this moment, a thin, tall, and masculine young man came to the center of the square.

There was a trace of irritability on the young man's face. He originally wanted to pass the solo show in a low-key manner, but his delayed appearance made Sister Yunyun lose face.

For this solo show, Chen Mo must earn back his face.

"Chen Mo, 16 years old, a two-star fighter." Chen Mo's faint voice was surprisingly heard by everyone in the square.

"Is he Chen Mo?"

"It's quite handsome."

"Md, he was sitting next to me just now."

"Hey, a 16-year-old two-star fighter, is it true or not, this talent, even Senior Sister Nalan can't compare to it."

"Did anyone see how old he was when his bone age was measured?"

……

"Two-star fighters, when the elders meeting was held two days ago, didn't the suzerain say one-star fighters? It's only been a few days, so it's only two-stars?"

The group of elders and all parties maintain a skeptical attitude.

Under the attention of thousands of people, Chen Mo glanced at Yun Yun and started his personal show.

The sudden gust of wind blows Chen Mo's white robe whistling. Chen Mo imitated a certain anime character, put on a pretentious pose, and at the same time practiced the power of the god elephant to suppress the prison.

It seemed that even the sky cooperated with Chen Mo to pretend, the sky turned overcast and the wind became stronger and stronger.

When everything is perfect.

"Huh!"

A cry of a giant elephant erupted from Chen Mo's body. The shadow of a giant elephant with tiny thunder snakes all over its body and a long nose surrounded by purple fire suddenly appeared on top of Chen Mo's head.

With a stomp of the sole of the foot, a few cracks spread out from the sole of the foot on the hard boulder slab, extending for more than ten meters. Surging black dou qi, mixed with some lightning and purple fire, surged from the surface of Chen Mo's body. out.

At this moment, Chen Mo turned into the messenger of hell.

(End of this chapter)