"I seem to have misjudged him again."
Mo Hongtian smiled bitterly and sighed when he saw that Mo Qingyun's proficiency in the Nine Stage Crash had reached the Perfection Stage.
He had misjudged Mo Qingyun time and time again.
Before this, he had never thought of such an outcome.
"He won!"
Mo Feipeng was pleasantly surprised. Mo Qingyun's performance had taken him by surprise.
"That's right!" Mo Ling smiled and said, "He surprised us again."
"This kid is just like Third Brother. He likes to hide his strength," Mo Yueru said with a gentle smile.
While Mo Feipeng and the rest were celebrating, He Qiansheng and Song Xu had complicated expressions on their faces and remained silent.
Song Xiuyun, who was beside them, was gritting her teeth in anger. Her face was filled with resentment.
"H-his strength is comparable to a Body Tempering Stage Nine cultivator."
Compared to Song Xiuyun's resentment, He Lingyu was more at a loss.
"Trash! Mo Xun is trash. He can't even take care of Mo Qingyun. "
In the first arena, Mo Cang saw that Mo Qingyun had won and gritted his teeth. "But this is good too. I can take care of him myself."
In the arena.
After Mo Qingyun's battle ended, the other arenas also ended their battles.
Then, it was the remaining people's turn to fight.
After about 15 minutes, all the battles ended. Twenty-five people advanced to the next round and twenty-five were eliminated.
"Let's rest for an hour before the third round begins."
Seeing that all the battles had ended, an elder walked out. Zhang Xuan instructed.
Seeing this, Mo Qingyun also sat down cross-legged and began to rest and recover.
Although he had not exhausted much of his energy during the battle with Mo Xun, he did not mind being in peak condition at all times.
An hour later.
An elder walked down from the judges' stand and said to Mo Qingyun and the rest, "The third round will be the same as the first round. You will be divided into five groups and each group will have five people. The last two people from each group will advance to the top ten."
The elder continued: "Now, those who hear my name, head to Arena 1."
After that, Mo Qingyun and the others entered their respective fighting grounds one after another under the guidance of this elder.
Mo Cang was still in the first arena. From the looks of it, the elders' intentions were self-evident.
Mo Xin was assigned to venue number two, but to Mo Qingyun's surprise, he and Mo Yi were assigned to venue number five.
In arena number five, other than Mo Qingyun and Mo Yi, the other three were all at Body Tempering Stage Eight.
Seeing this, Mo Yi smiled faintly and said, "Cousin Qing Yun, why don't the two of us join forces and eliminate the three of them?"
"Eh!" Mo Qingyun was a little surprised by Mo Yi's actions. He immediately smiled and said, "Sure."
When the other three saw that Mo Qingyun wanted to join forces with Mo Yi to eliminate the three of them, their expressions immediately tensed up.
Although they had more people, Mo Qingyun and Mo Yi's strength was obvious to everyone.
Thinking of this, the three of them didn't dare to hold back and immediately summoned their martial souls.
"Cousin Mo Yi, I'll deal with one of them. I'll leave the other two to you."
Mo Qingyun took the lead and attacked one of them. He smiled slyly at Mo Yi.
"You bastard!"
Seeing Mo Qingyun's actions, Mo Yi smiled helplessly. However, he didn't object to Mo Qingyun's suggestion.
Immediately, Mo Yi attacked the other two people. The aura of a Body Tempering Stage Nine was instantly released.
What surprised Mo Qingyun was that Mo Yi's martial skill was extremely rare. It was a martial skill related to calligraphy, Incantation of the Literary Ink.
In an instant, all kinds of strokes appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
As soon as these strokes appeared, they were like streaks of sword light that attacked the two Body Tempering Stage Eight people.
Faced with such a strong and tricky attack, the two people's expressions immediately changed and their battle strength dissipated.
Soon, the two Body Tempering Stage Eight people were completely suppressed by Mo Yi's attacks. Then, they reluctantly admitted defeat.
Seeing that the two of them had admitted defeat, Mo Yi looked towards Mo Qingyun and said with a smile, "Cousin Qingyun, I've finished them. You have to hurry."
"Cousin Mo Yi, you're amazing. You've finished them so quickly."
Seeing that Mo Yi's battle had ended, Mo Qingyun gave him a thumbs up and said with a smile, "It seems like I have to speed up too."
Seeing Mo Qingyun's performance, the person who was fighting Mo Qingyun was instantly displeased and said angrily, "Mo Qingyun, don't look down on others. How dare you be distracted while fighting me."
"So what?" Mo Qingyun said with a playful smile.
"I admit that Mo Yi is strong, but I can't accept that you can defeat me." The person said with dissatisfaction.
"Is that so?"
Mo Qingyun narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "It seems like you're going to be disappointed. You're going to lose this battle."
Swift Shadow Steps.
As soon as the words left his mouth, Mo Qingyun's body moved, leaving behind an afterimage as he attacked the person.
"So … so fast!"
Seeing Mo Qingyun's speed, the person's face changed color and became filled with fear.
Mo Qingyun's speed was too fast. He was so fast that he couldn't tell where Mo Qingyun was.
Nine Heavy Crash.
Soon after, before he could even react, he saw a palm imbued with wanton force approaching his chest.
Bang!
A muffled sound rang out. Following that, the person was sent flying by Mo Qingyun's palm strike and fell outside the arena.
After defeating his opponent in one move, Mo Qingyun looked at him with a smile and asked, "How was it?"
Seeing that he had been defeated by Mo Qingyun in the blink of an eye, the person was in a daze and said dispiritedly, "I lost."
The opponent's surrender announced the end of Mo Qingyun's battle in the arena.
He and Mo Yi successfully advanced to the top ten.
"Brat, you could have defeated him quickly. Why did you waste so much time there?"
Mo Yi walked towards Mo Qingyun and said to Mo Qingyun in a bad mood.
He could see that if Mo Qingyun had used all his strength, his opponent would have been defeated in three moves at most.
But the result was that Mo Qingyun had exchanged more than ten moves with his opponent before he defeated him under Mo Yi's urging.
When he thought of this, Mo Yi became a little depressed. He smiled bitterly and said, "Brat, did you do this because you didn't want to help me deal with those two people? Is that why you wasted time and refused to defeat your opponent?"
"How could that be? I was just thinking about giving him some face, so I exchanged a few more moves with him."
Mo Qingyun hurriedly explained. Then he winked at Mo Yi and said, "Besides, Cousin Mo Yi, you're strong and capable people do more work. You can handle one more person, right?"
When he said the last sentence, Mo Qingyun felt a little guilty. He thought to himself, "If I lie like this, will I be struck by lightning?"
"I think you'd better say the last sentence. That's what you really mean."
Hearing Mo Qingyun's twisted logic, Mo Yi felt helpless.
After a while, the battles of the other four groups also ended.
"Rest for an hour. We'll continue with the top five."
Seeing that the battles had ended, an elder walked out and instructed Mo Qingyun and the others.
Then, Mo Qingyun and the others began to rest and recover.
Those who could enter the top ten were not good people. No one dared to be careless when fighting against them.
Therefore, in the following battles, it was necessary to maintain peak condition.
After an hour, the rest period ended.
An elder walked out and said to Mo Qingyun and the others, "Now, the remaining two in each arena will fight. The winner will enter the top five, and the loser will fight for the sixth to tenth place."
"The remaining two in each arena will fight!"
Mo Qingyun and the others were surprised by the elder's arrangement. They were very surprised by this result.
Then, Mo Qingyun looked towards Mo Yi, a fighting spirit surging in his eyes.
This meant that his next opponent was Mo Yi.
"Cousin Qingyun, go easy on me later!" Mo Yi chuckled.
"Cousin Mo Yi, you're joking. I hope you'll teach me later." Mo Qingyun smiled bitterly at Mo Yi's words.
After hearing each other's words, the two of them were speechless. They fell silent with strange expressions on their faces.
"Then let's go all out!"
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