After the First Elder finished speaking.
More than ten attendants stepped forward and took out the iron lots that they had prepared beforehand for the disciples to draw.
Su Mo, Zhou Xin, and the others also stepped forward and lined up to draw lots.
Soon, Su Mo drew his own iron lot.
Group six, No. 518.
This was Su Mo's number. Group six, No. 518.
More than 10,000 Outer Disciples were divided into 10 groups, and each group had more than 1,000 disciples.
Zhou Xin, Li Feng, and Niu Xiaohu also drew lots and were divided into groups.
However, no one was in the same group as Su Mo.
Zhou Xin was in group two, Niu Xiaohu in group eight, and Li Feng in group nine.
After dividing into groups, the four of them came to a fighting ring and waited quietly for the competition to begin.
Because each fighting ring was not far from each other, the four of them did not separate.
Soon, the drawing of lots was over.
A Deacon presiding over the competition stepped forward and announced loudly, "The competition begins!"
"Group one, No. 16 versus No. 825!"
"Group two, No. 605 versus No. 853!"
"Group three, No. 102 versus No. 467!"
"…"
Upon hearing this, the disciples whose numbers were called stepped onto their respective fighting rings and began to fight with their opponents.
For a moment, all the fighting rings were shining brightly and exploding.
The first stage of the knockout competition was very cruel. As long as one was defeated, one would not be qualified to fight again.
Therefore, luck was also very important in the first stage of the knockout competition.
If one was extremely unlucky and encountered one of the top 10 Outer Disciples, even if he was at the Peak Lv 6 Spiritual Martial Realm, he would basically be defeated.
As the battles went on, more and more disciples were eliminated.
Some groups finished quickly, while others finished slowly. Those who finished quickly moved on to the next battle.
"Group nine, No. 74 versus No. 1019."
Following the Deacon's announcement, Li Feng entered the ring.
Li Feng was No. 74.
Li Feng's opponent was only at Lv 2 Spiritual Martial Realm.
He was no match for Li Feng.
"Mountain-crushing Fist!"
In the ring, Li Feng shouted and punched his opponent out of the fighting ring.
Li Feng's face was flushed and he was very proud of himself.
"Haha, a good start in the first battle!"
Li Feng laughed.
"Congratulations, Senior Brother Li!"
"Senior Brother Li, good job!"
Zhou Xin and Niu Xiaohu were also happy for Li Feng.
"Sixth group, number 518 versus number 661!"
Right at this moment, the deacon's voice sounded once more.
"Brother Su Mo, it's your turn!"
Li Feng said.
Su Mo nodded and stepped onto the fighting ring of the sixth group.
"Su Mo!"
Su Mo's opponent was a yellow-robed youth whose cultivation had reached Lv 3 Spiritual Martial Realm.
When the yellow-robed youth saw that his opponent was Su Mo, he immediately became depressed.
"You know me?"
Su Mo was a little surprised. He looked at him carefully and suddenly remembered.
He was also one of the Gale Island disciples who had participated in the mission in Guanwu City.
"I admit defeat!"
The yellow-robed youth had a bitter smile on his face. Without hesitation, he yelled at the Deacon who was hosting the competition.
He had participated in the battle of Guanwu City and was well aware of Su Mo's strength.
Even if he was at Lv 4 Spiritual Martial Realm, he would not be able to defeat Su Mo, let alone at Lv 3 Spiritual Martial Realm.
Therefore, although he was unwilling, he still decisively admitted defeat.
After saying that, the yellow-robed youth turned around and walked off the fighting ring.
Su Mo touched his nose speechlessly and walked off the fighting ring as well.
The first battle was won without a fight!
In the distance, hundreds of Sky Alliance disciples gathered together.
He Yangjun noticed Su Mo's battle situation and a cold smile appeared on his face.
"I'll let you be proud for a while, you're going to die soon!"
In the following period, Zhou Xin and Niu Xiaohu went on the fighting ring.
Niu Xiaohu was lucky. His opponent was only at Lv 1 Spiritual Martial Realm, so he won easily.
However, Zhou Xin was unlucky. His first opponent was at Lv 5 Spiritual Martial Realm.
Zhou Xin was strong-willed and did not admit defeat. As a result, he was defeated by his opponent with one palm strike.
Time flew by. After one round of battles in the ten fighting rings, more than half of the disciples, thousands of people, were eliminated.
Soon, the second round of battles began.
"The sixth group, No. 518 versus No. 932."
It was Su Mo's turn again.
This time, Su Mo's opponent was a round-faced youth at Lv 5 Spiritual Martial Realm.
"Our cultivations are the same. You'll definitely lose!"
The round-faced youth said confidently as he looked at Su Mo with a long teal spear in his hand.
"Make your move!"
Su Mo shook his head slightly. He did not understand where his opponent's confidence came from.
"Lose!"
The round-faced youth rushed out and suddenly leaped into the air. His long spear glowed with teal light as he stabbed at Su Mo.
Swoosh!
The long spear pierced through the air as fast as lightning and approached Su Mo's chest in an instant.
"Uh!"
At this moment, the round-faced youth's expression suddenly froze and his body suddenly stopped in the air.
In the fighting ring, Su Mo stretched out his hand and grabbed the long spear that was coming at him.
"How is this possible?"
The round-faced youth was shocked. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not pull out the long spear.
The long spear in Su Mo's hand did not move at all, as if it was being pressed down by a mountain.
At this moment, the scene in the fighting ring was quite funny.
Su Mo stood in the fighting ring with a long spear in his hand. At the end of the spear, the round-faced youth was hanging in the air.
"Go down!"
Su Mo said flatly. He immediately swung his arm, and the round-faced youth and his long spear flew out of the fighting ring.
In the second round, Su Mo won easily again.
Until the fifth round, Su Mo did not meet any decent experts and easily won five rounds 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. After five rounds, Su Mo's group was only left with over 40 disciples.
In the ten fighting rings, the most outstanding disciples were the top 10 Outer Disciples.
No matter who their opponents were, they were all defeated with one move.
One of the top 10 Outer Disciples in Su Mo's fighting ring was Lu Shaoyun.
His blue robe fluttered in the wind and he looked very handsome. With a flip of his palm, his opponent was knocked out of the fighting ring.
The top three Outer Disciples, Nangong Linjue, Duan Bingye, and Ling Muchen, were extremely relaxed.
All the disciples who encountered the three of them immediately admitted defeat.
Up until now, the three of them hadn't even made a move.
"The sixth group, No. 12 versus No. 518."
Finally, in the sixth round, Su Mo met an expert with a good cultivation.
It was a black-robed youth with a cold face. His cultivation was at the Peak Lv 5 Spiritual Martial Realm, and his aura was extremely powerful, even more powerful than martial artists of the same level.
Su Mo went to the fighting ring and they stood opposite each other.
"Hehe! I didn't expect to be so lucky! "
The black-robed youth saw Su Mo and grinned. "If I kill you, I'll definitely get a lot of rewards!"
"Kill me?"
Su Mo raised his eyebrows and asked coldly, "You want to kill me?"
"What do you think?"
The black-robed youth's eyes were full of killing desire. He said, "Although you're very powerful, it's your misfortune to meet me!"
The black-robed youth was extremely confident. Although his cultivation was at the Peak Lv 5 Spiritual Martial Realm, he was not much weaker than a martial artist at Lv 6.
"You're from the Sky Alliance, right?"
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