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- The Great Elder finished speaking.
Then a dozen or so deacons stepped forward and took out the iron sticks that had been prepared for the disciples to draw.
Su Mo, Zhou Xin and others also stepped forward and lined up to draw lots.
Soon, Su Mo got his iron lottery.
Six groups, No. 518.
This is the number on Su Motie's signature, the sixth group, No. 518.
More than 10,000 outer disciples were divided into ten groups, and each group had more than 1,000 people.
Zhou Xin, Li Feng and Niu Xiaohu also drew lots and divided into groups.
However, no one was in the same group as Su Mo.
Zhou Xin is in the second group, Niu Xiaohu is in the eighth group, and Li Feng is in the ninth group.
Divided into groups, the four of them came to the bottom of a battle platform and waited quietly for the game to start.
Because the battle platforms are not far apart, the four of them are not separated.
Not long after, the lottery ended.
A deacon presiding over the competition stepped forward and announced loudly: "The competition begins!"
"The first group, No. 16 vs. No. 825!"
"The second group, No. 605 vs. No. 853!"
"The third group, No. 102 vs. No. 467!
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Hearing this, the disciples whose numbers were called stepped onto the corresponding battle platform one after another and started fighting with their opponents.
All of a sudden, the battle platforms shone brightly, and there were constant explosions.
The first stage of the knockout round was very cruel. As long as you lose one game, you will not be eligible to fight again.
Therefore, in the first stage of the knockout round, luck is also extremely important.
If one is extremely unlucky and meets one of the top ten disciples of the Outer Sect, even if one has the peak cultivation of the sixth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, he will basically fail miserably.
With the battle after battle, disciples were constantly eliminated.
Some groups ended quickly, some groups ended slowly, and those who ended quickly entered the next battle first.
"Group Ninth, No. 74 vs. No. 1019."
Following the announcement of the deacon, Li Feng entered the stage.
Li Feng is number 74.
Li Feng's opponent is only at the second level of the Lingwu Realm.
Not Li Feng's opponent at all.
"Collapse Mountain Fist!"
On the stage, Li Feng yelled loudly, and knocked his opponent off the stage with one punch.
After getting off the battle stage, Li Feng's face was flushed and he was proud of himself.
"Haha, in the first battle, I won a good start!"
Li Feng laughed.
"Congratulations, Brother Li!"
"Brother Li is doing great!"
Zhou Xin and Niu Xiaohu were also happy for Li Feng.
"Group Six, No. 518 vs. No. 661!"
At this moment, the deacon's voice sounded again.
"Senior Brother Su Mo, it's your turn!"
Li Feng said.
Su Mo nodded, stepped forward, and boarded the sixth group of battle platforms.
"Su Mo?"
Su Mo's opponent was a young man in yellow shirt whose cultivation had reached Lv 3 Spirit Martial Realm.
When the boy in yellow saw that his opponent was Su Mo, he immediately became depressed.
"you know me?"
Su Mo was a little surprised. He looked at the other party carefully and thought of it immediately.
Guan Wucheng, this person is also one of the disciples of Fengling Island who participated in the mission in Guanwu City last time.
"I surrender!"
The boy in the yellow shirt showed a bitter smile, and without hesitation, he shouted to the deacon who presided over the competition.
He had participated in the Battle of Guanwu City, but he knew Su Mo's strength very well.
Not to mention that he is at the third level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, even at the fourth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, it is impossible for him to defeat Su Mo.
Therefore, although he was unwilling, he still decisively admitted defeat.
After saying that, the boy in the yellow shirt turned around and got off the fighting platform.
Su Mo touched his nose speechlessly, and stepped off the stage.
The first battle, win without fighting!
In the distance, hundreds of disciples of the Tianmeng gathered together.
He Yangjun noticed Su Mo's battle situation, and a sneer appeared in his eyes.
Let you be proud for a moment, your death will come soon!
In the next period of time, Zhou Xin and Niu Xiaohu played one after another.
Niu Xiaohu was lucky, his opponent was only at the first level of Lingwu Realm, and he easily won.
But Zhou Xin was even more unlucky. His first opponent had reached the fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.
Zhou Xin was also more stubborn, and he didn't admit defeat, but was defeated by the opponent.
With the passage of time, ten groups of battle platforms, after one round of battles, half of the disciples, as many as thousands of people, were eliminated.
Soon, it entered the second round of fighting.
"Group Six, No. 518 vs. No. 932."
It was Su Mo's turn to play again.
This time, Su Mo's opponent was a round-faced young man who had reached the fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.
"You and I have the same level of cultivation, you will lose!"
The round-faced young man held a blue spear, looked up at Su Mo, and said confidently.
"You make a move!"
Su Mo shook his head lightly, wondering where the other party's confidence came from.
"Let's lose!"
The round-faced young man rushed out, jumped up into the air suddenly, and stabbed Su Mo with a blue light from his spear.
Phew!
The spear pierced through the air as fast as lightning, and approached Su Mo's chest in an instant.
Well!
At this moment, the expression on the face of the round-faced young man suddenly froze, and his body also froze in the air.
On the field, Su Mo stretched out a palm and grabbed the oncoming spear.
"How can this be?"
The round-faced young man was shocked, but no matter how hard he tried, even blushing, he couldn't pull out the spear.
The spear was held by Su Mo, as if being suppressed by a mountain, it remained motionless.
At this moment, the scene on the battle platform seemed quite comical.
Su Mo stood on the battle platform, holding a long spear in his hand. At the end of the spear, a young man with a round face was hanging in the air with the long spear in his hand.
"Go down!"
Su Mo said lightly, and then with a flick of his arm, the round-faced young man and his spear flew out of the battle arena.
In the second round of battle, Su Mo easily won again.
Until the fifth round of battle, Su Mo didn't meet any decent masters, and easily won five games in a row.
Niu Xiaohu was eliminated in the third round.
Only Li Feng made it to the fifth round.
Half of the disciples were eliminated in each round, and after five rounds, there were only about forty people left in Su Mo's group.
Among the ten groups of battle platforms, the most eye-catching performance is none other than the top ten disciples of the outer sect.
No matter who their opponent is, they are all defeated with one move, extremely powerful.
One of the top ten outer sect disciples in Su Mo's group was Lu Shaoyun.
This person's blue clothes fluttered, and he was extremely chic, and his opponent was blown off the stage with a flip of his palm.
And the top three of the top ten outer sect disciples, Nangong Linjue, Duan Bingye and Ling Muchen, were even more relaxed.
All the disciples who encountered the three of them immediately admitted defeat.
So far, the three have not even made a move.
"Group Six, No. 12 vs. No. 518"
Finally, in the sixth round of the battle, Su Mo met a master with good cultivation.
This is a black-robed young man with a gloomy face, his cultivation has reached the peak of the fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, and his aura is extremely powerful, even far surpassing that of martial artists of the same level.
Su Mo came to the stage, and the two stood facing each other.
"Hey! I didn't expect my luck to be so good!"
Seeing Su Mo, the young man in black immediately grinned, "If I kill you, I will definitely get a lot of rewards!"
"kill me?"
Su Mo frowned, and asked coldly, "Are you going to kill me?"
"What do you think?"
Murderous intent erupted in the eyes of the black-robed youth, and he said, "Although you are very powerful, it is your misfortune to meet me!"
The black-robed young man was extremely confident. Although his cultivation was at the peak of the fifth-level Spiritual Martial Realm, he was not much weaker than ordinary sixth-level Spiritual Martial Realm fighters.
"Are you from the Tianmeng?"
The corner of Su Mo's mouth curled into a hint of mockery, and he asked indifferently.
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