The strongest immortal prison in the city

Chapter 658
Amidst the discussions among the crowd, Lu Qiuxian left the tent unhurriedly.

Her face seemed calm, but anyone with a heart could understand that this terrifying woman must have thought about doing something to the Lingzhen Sect.

The third round of the Elite Club is about to officially start.

After the first two rounds of competition, there are only 14 players left in the arena.

These 14 people will be drawn again and divided into 7 groups to complete the third round.

Two hours later, the two sides of Rift Death Valley were crowded with people again.

By this round, there were few underdogs.

The judges conducted the lottery ceremony step by step, and soon the 14 contestants got their lottery numbers.

"Brother Lu, what's your number?" Zong Yahua looked at the bamboo stick in Lu Feng's hand and asked.

"Number 8." Lu Feng replied.

When Zong Yahua heard this, he couldn't help but look serious, and said: "Your opponent is No. [-], No. [-], that is a disciple of Danzong, it seems that he is not a weak person."

While speaking, the disciple holding the No. 7 lottery also looked at Lu Feng.

This person does not look very old, he is a slightly thin man.

Danzong has a total of 5 places to participate in the competition, each of which is not weak, but this No. [-] player is still in the middle of the Danzong contestants.

Even if the strength is middle or low, it is much stronger than people from other sects.

"me……"

Number Seven looked at Lu Feng, but his hands were trembling.

"All participating disciples are ready to start the battle immediately. After this round is over, everyone can rest for another night, and the last two rounds will be played tomorrow."

In the judges' seat, several old men announced loudly.

Lu Feng walked to his own arena very calmly, but player No. [-] did not take any action for a long time.

After a long time, he walked towards the field with heavy steps, as if he was facing a big enemy.

clap clap clap!
With every step taken, player No. [-] seemed to be carrying a huge mountain.

He is a disciple of Danzong, with excellent talent and high strength, he can be regarded as the best among the younger generation.Although not as good as a super genius like Mo Yuanwei, he is still qualified to hit a good ranking in the elite meeting.

However, he still didn't want to meet Lu Feng.

Lu Feng, this is the last opponent he wants to meet.

This guy is not normal at all.

No. [-] stood in awe, standing outside the arena, wanting to step up, but couldn't muster the courage.

Although Lu Feng killed the Nascent Soul master with the Nether Sword, his personal strength must be very strong.

Fighting him, the odds are too low.

If it's just a loss, then that's all.

If you accidentally lose your life here, you will die unjustly.

After much deliberation, Number Seven finally made up his mind and took a deep breath.

"I surrender."

Finally, Number Seven spoke in a humiliating voice.

He didn't even get on the field, and he conceded early when he was outside.

As a disciple of Danzong, he never thought that he would be so embarrassing.Moreover, in front of many fellow Taoists from other sects.

However, your own safety is more important than embarrassment.

He can't win this battle.

Since you can't win, it's better to admit defeat, at least to avoid being beaten for nothing.

"Contestant No. [-] admits defeat, and No. [-] will win this battle without a fight!" The referee directly announced the result.

There was an uproar.

"No way, is this admitting defeat?"

"The referee hasn't announced the official start of the game yet."

"No. [-] is a disciple of the Alchemy Sect. I didn't expect that even the disciples of the Alchemy Sect are so afraid of Lu Feng."

"Tsk tsk, that's the case, admitting defeat is admitting defeat, this kind of backbone is really ridiculous."

Everyone pointed and discussed, sighing endlessly.

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly sprang out.

Whoosh!
The wind howled, and the shadows flickered.

The next moment, the figure landed behind Number Seven.

puff!

A stream of bright red blood spurted out, and the figure held a long sword in its hand, and pierced deeply into No. [-]'s chest, piercing straight to the heart.

"Mo, Brother Mo? Why, why?!"

Number Seven's eyes were bloodshot and stared wide open.

Before he could even react, he was already pierced.

However, he did not expect that the person who pierced him was Mo Yuanwei, a senior from his own sect.

Mo Yuanwei's face was as cold as ice, and he snorted coldly, and said, "You are a disciple of the Alchemy Sect, but you conceded defeat at the elite meeting. From now on, you will have no face to continue living in this world."

Number Seven's eyes were full of despair.

puff!
Mo Yuanwei pulled out his sword abruptly, showing no mercy at all.He personally killed his fellow apprentice, but it was as if he had killed an outsider.

"You have thrown the face of Danzong into it. What are you doing alive? What's more, the Lingzhen sect just challenged my Danzong's majesty, and you still admit defeat to the Lingzhen sect? Die, Danzong, I don't need you like this Useless coward."

While talking, Mo Yuanwei stepped on No. [-]'s neck fiercely.

Click!

Seven was completely out of breath.

Pitiful for this disciple of Danzong, he chose to admit defeat only because he didn't want to fight with Lu Feng and just to save his life.

However, Lu Feng didn't kill him. Instead, his senior brother took his life with his own hands.

Mo Yuanwei's sword was still stained with blood.

That's how he stepped onto the playing field.

No. [-]'s body was thrown on the spot.

With so many spectators present, no one said anything.

Although, Mo Yuanwei's behavior was very cruel and heartless, which shocked them.But, after all, this is the sect's own business, Mo Yuanwei killed people from his own sect, and no one else can control it.

What's more, Mo Yuanwei is the best young disciple in Danzong, he is much more important than number seven.

Even if he killed Mo Yuanwei, it was impossible for Dan Zong to kill Mo Yuanwei.

In fact, no one at Danzong said anything about Mo Yuanwei, but the elder sighed, a little regretful.

It's just a pity.

Number Seven's death didn't have much impact on Danzong...

The most important thing is that Mo Yuanwei will show off his skills in the subsequent competitions and win the championship!

"I, I admit defeat! I admit defeat!"

Besides, after Mo Yuanwei walked onto his field, before the referee had time to announce the start, Mo Yuanwei's opponent was so frightened that he ran off the stage in a hurry, yelling to admit defeat.

Mo Yuanwei's strength was unknown to everyone.

Before Lu Feng appeared, almost everyone believed that Mo Yuanwei would win No.1 with an absolute advantage. Among the younger generation, no one could defeat Mo Yuanwei.

Therefore, Mo Yuanwei's opponent did not expect to win at this time.

Although you can't win, at least you have to fight.

But when Mo Yuanwei killed his junior with his own hands, his opponent was also frightened by the cruel scene.

This guy even killed his junior brother, what can't he do?

Who wants to fight such a devil?
Admitting defeat is the best choice...

"Congratulations to Mo Yuanwei, you will win without fighting."

The referee was a little dumbfounded and announced the result.

(End of this chapter)