“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!”
A bitter smile appeared on the corner of the yellow shirt’s mouth, 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 was at the third level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, even at the fourth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, it was impossible for him to defeat Su Mo.
Therefore, although he was unwilling, he still decisively admitted defeat.
After saying that, the boy in 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 fighting situation, and there was a sneer 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 the Spiritual Martial Realm, and he easily won.
But Zhou Xin was more unlucky. His first opponent had a cultivation level as high as 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.
Time passed, 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 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 are equal in cultivation, you must 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.
call out!
The spear pierced through the air as fast as lightning, and approached Su Mo’s chest in an instant.
Uh!
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.