As soon as the battle started, the juniors in the arena were divided into a few groups.
Four juniors with a cultivation of Body Tempering Realm Stage Eight each formed a group. The rest of the juniors with a cultivation of Body Tempering Realm Stage Seven each formed a group of three or two.
The rest of the juniors with a cultivation of Body Tempering Realm Stage Seven and below formed a group.
Mo Qingyun was not surprised by this. After all, if everyone grouped together, the chances of being eliminated would be lower.
Otherwise, those with a lower cultivation base would have no chance of winning against those with a higher cultivation base.
Not long after, nine camps were formed in the arena.
As soon as the nine groups were formed, they were on guard against each other. No one dared to make the first move.
However, they soon realized that Mo Qingyun's group was the weakest in the arena.
Although Mo Qingyun's cultivation base was at the peak of Body Tempering Realm Stage Seven, he was alone. Therefore, he gave off the impression that he was the weakest.
After realizing that Mo Qingyun's group was the weakest, they were all eager to make the first move. They all set their sights on Mo Qingyun as their first target.
After all, Mo Qingyun was alone, and his cultivation base was not the highest, so it would be easier to deal with him.
Even so, no one dared to make the first move.
There was nothing they could do about it. Although Mo Qingyun's side wasn't the strongest, eliminating him would still cost them quite a bit.
This was not what the crowd wanted to see. Therefore, they were all waiting for someone to lose their patience first.
After a few minutes, someone finally lost his patience. It was a cultivator with a cultivation base of Body Tempering Realm Stage Eight.
After glancing at the crowd, the man said to those with a cultivation base of the seventh-layer Body Tempering Realm and below in a prideful manner, "I'll give you guys ten breaths' time to fight each other to decide who will advance to the next round. If you guys don't do it, the four of us will have to do it ourselves."
As he spoke, he glanced at the other three cultivators with a cultivation base of Body Tempering Realm Stage Eight and signaled to each other.
The other three agreed with this person's actions. After seeing this, they all responded.
Seeing that the four cultivators with a cultivation base of Body Tempering Realm Stage Eight had reached a consensus, the rest of the crowd tensed up and did not know what to do.
If they fought each other, only one of them would be able to advance.
However, if they did not fight each other, they would not stand a chance against the four eighth-layer Body Tempering Realm cultivators.
As this thought appeared in everyone's mind, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became heavy.
However, in the end, no one made a move.
Just like that, ten breaths of time passed.
Seeing that no one had made a move even after ten breaths had passed, the eighth-layer Body Tempering Realm cultivator from before sneered, "Since none of you are willing to make a move, I guess I'll have to do it myself."
Soon after, the crowd saw the four eighth-layer Body Tempering Realm cultivators standing up one after another, preparing to fight.
It seemed like the four of them were about to make a move. The other groups all gathered together and finally formed a single group.
Perhaps in their opinion, this was the only way they would stand a chance against four eighth-layer Body Tempering Realm cultivators.
When the other factions joined forces, Mo Qingyun did not participate. He was still alone.
In this way, Mo Qingyun's group seemed to be weaker than before.
After seeing this, the eighth-layer Body Tempering Realm cultivator who spoke previously said coldly to Mo Qingyun, "Kid, let's start with you. If you leave the arena now, I won't make things difficult for you."
"You want me to leave the arena?"
After hearing his words, Mo Qingyun's expression changed slightly, and he looked at him with a playful expression.
It seemed like this guy in front of him was treating him as a soft persimmon, and wanted to start with him first.
"What? Do you have any objections? Do you want me to do it myself? "
Seeing that Mo Qingyun was doubting his words, the man was immediately displeased. He stretched his arms and walked toward Mo Qingyun.
"You can try it yourself."
Mo Qingyun replied with a nonchalant expression in response to this person's threat.
"Mo Chuan, this kid doesn't seem to care about your words."
After seeing Mo Qingyun's reaction, another eighth-layer Body Tempering Realm cultivator smiled and said to Mo Chuan.
After hearing his words, Mo Chuan's expression immediately turned ugly. He said to Mo Qingyun, "Kid, let me remind you. You better know your place and don't force me to do it. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that you won't be able to walk out of here alive."
"Let me remind you too. Get lost immediately. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that you won't be able to walk out of here alive."
Mo Qingyun's expression darkened as he said coldly.
"F * * k, this kid is too arrogant. How dare he talk to Mo Chuan like that."
"Haha, Mo Chuan, it seems like this kid doesn't care about you at all."
"Not only does he not care about you, he doesn't even care about you."
"Mo Chuan, if you still don't do it, you can just be a coward."
… …
After seeing this, the other eighth-layer Body Tempering Realm cultivators immediately mocked Mo Chuan.
Under their mocking words, Mo Chuan's expression turned extremely ugly. With a twisted expression, he said, "Kid, you forced me to do this."
《Flying Star Sticky Hand》
After Mo Chuan finished speaking, he reached out his hand towards Mo Qingyun, directly grabbing at Mo Qingyun's throat.
Looking at Mo Chuan's action, it seemed like he was planning to directly grab Mo Qingyun and throw him out of the arena.
When the people around saw this scene, they all revealed gloating expressions.
If Mo Qingyun was thrown out of the arena, they would have one less competitor.
After all, Mo Qingyun was at the peak of Body Tempering Realm Stage Seven. In a one-on-one fight, he was still very strong.
If Mo Chuan did not make a move, it would be quite troublesome for the people present to deal with him.
Now that Mo Qingyun was eliminated by Mo Chuan, it was naturally the best outcome.
However, at this moment, while the crowd was waiting for Mo Qingyun to be thrown out of the arena by Mo Chuan.
Bang!
A muffled sound was heard. Following which, the crowd saw Mo Chuan's body fly out and fall outside the arena.
Mo Chuan was sent flying!
Seeing this scene, the crowd in the arena was instantly dumbfounded.
This result was too different from what they had imagined. It was almost the complete opposite of what they had expected.
They really did not expect Mo Qingyun to be so powerful.
Mo Chuan, who was at Body Tempering Realm Stage Eight, was sent out of the arena by Mo Qingyun in just one move.
"You …"
Seeing that he was thrown out of the arena by Mo Qingyun in one move, Mo Chuan felt as if he had eaten a fly. It was extremely disgusting.
He did not expect that in the end, he, who was at Body Tempering Realm Stage Eight, would be the first person to be eliminated.
"You're too strong. I didn't want to eliminate you."
Mo Qingyun chuckled as he looked at Mo Chuan, who had been eliminated by his attack.
Mo Chuan was already very depressed when he was eliminated. Now that he heard Mo Qingyun's words, he felt even more depressed.
What did he mean by 'too strong'? I didn't want to eliminate him.
From Mo Chuan's point of view, Mo Qingyun did it on purpose.
If not, how could it be so coincidental that he was sent to the edge of the arena, causing him to be eliminated?
Mo Qingyun did not care about Mo Chuan's resentful gaze. He turned his gaze back to the arena and said to the crowd with a smile, "Is there anyone else who wants me to leave the arena?"
After hearing Mo Qingyun's words, the crowd unconsciously took a few steps back and looked at Mo Qingyun with respect.
Are you kidding me? You sent Mo Chuan, who was at Body Tempering Realm Stage Eight, flying with one punch. Aren't they seeking death by challenging Mo Qingyun?
Seeing that the crowd was unwilling to step forward, Mo Qingyun sat down leisurely. He looked at the crowd in front of him and said with a smile, "I'll give you five minutes to decide who will advance to the next round. Otherwise, I'll have to throw all of you out."
"Sss!"
After hearing Mo Qingyun's words, the crowd was filled with respect. They sucked in a breath of cold air and secretly cursed, "This guy is too cruel. He actually wants to eliminate everyone."
However, even though they were unhappy, they did not dare to refute Mo Qingyun's words.
Soon after, the crowd in the arena no longer hesitated and immediately attacked.
However, when they attacked, their hearts were filled with bitterness.
Is this karma?
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