Peerless God Lord

On the battlefield.

The martial arts competition continued as if it would never end. Young warriors came on stage one after another to compete. Some were not very different in strength and needed hundreds of moves to determine the winner, but some could end the battle with just one move.

The Shining Clan's Ling Feng teleported behind his opponent and defeated him with one move before the opponent could react.

The ghost wolf of the Howling Sky Wolf Clan raised the sky with a wolf howl, frightening his opponent until his face turned pale, trembled, and he voluntarily gave up.

In addition, there is also a monster in Yujian Valley and Thunder Cloud Bird Clan.

Zhuo Jianhao of Yujian Valley, as a born swordsman, didn't even use his spiritual sword. He just slashed the opponent away with a casual sword.

Lei Yunhao from the Thunder Cloud Bird Clan was also extremely terrifying. He spit out a thunder ball from his mouth and burned his opponent into charcoal, almost killing him.

Every major force has its top monsters. In addition to these monsters, there are also some people who are slightly weaker, but can be regarded as very powerful geniuses.

For example, Yanhuo from the Black Flame Clan, Mo Lang and others from the Howling Heavenly Wolf Clan, although their strength is inferior to that of monsters such as Yang Tiancheng and Yan Lantian, they are definitely no worse than Lin Huang, Tang Gu and others.

I don’t know how much time has passed, but the first round of fighting seems to be coming to an end.

According to this kind of competition rule, whether you are challenging or being challenged, after a round, you cannot appear again and can only fight in the next round.

"Su Mo! In fact, our Dao Sect used to be very strong among the seven major forces. However, in the past hundred years, we have not recruited any disciples with demonic talents. Therefore, there has been a conflict between our disciples and those from other forces. Gradually we distanced ourselves!"

Beside Su Mo, Feng Guang was chattering and shaking his head, his face full of helplessness.

"Then why not recruit more talented monsters?" Su Mo asked calmly.

Feng Guang was speechless when he heard the words, shook his head and said: "You think geniuses are like cabbages, they are everywhere. How can they be recruited easily?"

"Yes!" Su Mo nodded.

At this moment, suddenly, in the northern stands, the old man in brown robe who was presiding over the martial arts competition stood up and shouted loudly: "The first round of challenges is over, and the second round of challenges begins!"

Su Mo was startled when he heard this, and then his face froze. He hadn't even started yet, but the first round was over.

Whatever!

Then, Su Mo secretly shook his head. If that's the case, let's play again in the second round!

One game less, just one point less, no big deal!

Because it is impossible for anyone to win all the games and get full marks, he will challenge whoever has the highest score.

"Su Mo, actually you shouldn't come to watch the battle!" Feng Guang's voice continued.

"Why?" Su Mo asked.

"You have seen our Dao Zong's predicament, so you will inevitably look down on Dao Zong!" Feng Guang sighed. He thought that Su Mo would inevitably have a bad impression of Dao Zong when he saw Dao Zong's disciples fail miserably in the martial arts competition.

When Su Mo heard this, he shook his head speechlessly, and then said in a deep voice: "Elder Feng, don't worry! In this martial arts competition, the Dao Sect will not be at the bottom, but will definitely win the first place!"

"Winning first place?"

Feng Guang was startled when he heard this, then he smiled bitterly and said: "Okay, you don't have to comfort me anymore, this is impossible!"

He would not think that a Dao Sect disciple could get first place. This was completely impossible, let alone first place, even tenth place was impossible!

"Absolutely possible!" Su Mo said calmly, with great certainty.

Seeing this, Feng Guang secretly shook his head and cursed in his heart, is Su Mo blind?

Still ranked first?

Dao Sect disciples are completely unable to compete with the disciples of the other six major forces. Can't you still see such a clear situation?

At this time, Half Saint Zhenku and other Dao Sect elders, as well as other Dao Sect disciples, all heard Su Mo's words.

Zhenku Half Saint frowned, while the other disciples all looked at Su Mo with angry faces.

"Su Mo, are you deliberately mocking?" Emperor Lin said coldly. In his opinion, under such a situation, Su Mo was obviously deliberately mocking the disciples of the Dao Sect for winning the first place.

"Su Mo, since you are here to watch the battle, you should watch the battle honestly and don't talk nonsense!" Lu Gang shouted softly.

Uh~~

Su Mo was startled. He turned around and looked around at everyone. He saw that all the Dao Sect disciples were glaring at him. Even the Zhenku Half Saint was looking at him with a sullen expression. He was speechless.

Su Mo shook his head secretly and did not argue with anyone. Facts would prove everything.

At this time, the second round of challenges on the battlefield has begun.

The old man in brown robes who presided over the martial arts competition knew exactly how many disciples of the ninth level of the Martial Emperor Realm were in each force, so as soon as the number of battle fields was up, he announced the start of the second round of challenges, and no one would be left out.

However, Su Mo, who was at the eighth level of the Martial Emperor Realm, was not counted among them and was obviously not considered to be a participant in the martial arts competition.

One battle after another, the winner was high-spirited and the loser was dejected.

Dozens more Daozong disciples came on stage, but only three of them won, and most of them lost.

Whoosh!

After another battle, Yan Huo from the Black Flame Tribe came on stage and directly targeted Lu Gang.

"Lu Gang, it's time for us to fight!" Yan Huo looked at Lu Gang with lightning eyes, his eyes boiling with fighting spirit.

This battle once again ignited the atmosphere of the martial arts arena.

"Haha! The fun is about to begin. If Lu Gang loses, all three top geniuses of the Dao Sect will lose!"

"If Lu Gang is defeated, Daozong can basically go back and won't have to participate in the next martial arts competition!"

"The outcome of this battle is unpredictable!"

"Yes! Lu Gang's strength is definitely not as good as Yan Lantian, but compared to Yan Huo, I'm afraid he is between the best!"

There was a lot of discussion in the entire martial arts arena. Although this battle was not the pinnacle battle between the top monsters, it was related to Dao Zong's performance in this martial arts competition, but it also attracted more people's interest.

Lu Gang stood up slowly, clenching his fists with fighting spirit boiling in his eyes.

"Lu Gang, you can't be defeated again!"

The Zhenku Half Saint's voice suddenly sounded in Lu Gang's ears, and his voice was full of solemnity.

In the view of Half-Saint Zhenku, Lu Gang could fail, but he could only lose in the hands of evildoers such as Yan Lantian and Yang Tiancheng, but not in the hands of Yan Huo.

Among the seven major forces, Yan Huo can only be regarded as a top genius, not a monster genius. If Lu Gang cannot even defeat Yan Huo, then the Dao Sect will be really embarrassed.

When Lu Gang heard this, he felt a heavy pressure in his heart. Then he nodded silently, then flashed and flew towards the platform.

The figures landed on the battlefield, and Lu Gang and Yan Huo stood more than a thousand miles apart.

"Lu Gang, aren't you very arrogant? Show your strength now and let me see if you have the capital to be arrogant!" Yan Huo looked at Lu Gang with a playful smile on his lips.

"Compared to you, I am already very humble!" Lu Gang's eyes became sharp, and his fists were filled with profound energy.

"You, the three great geniuses of your Dao Sect, will defeat two of them. If you also lose, I think your Dao Sect can withdraw from the martial arts competition!"

Yan Huo had a slight smile on his face, and his eyes were full of teasing. The Black Flame Clan and Dao Sect were always on the wrong side, so he would not let go of the opportunity to attack each other with words.

"Haha, you can indeed withdraw from the martial arts competition!"

"All the top talents have been defeated, so what's the point of staying?"

"Another complete failure!"

"There is no powerful genius in Daozong!"

Many disciples of the Black Flame Clan burst out laughing after hearing Yan Huo's words, with mocking looks on their faces.

"hateful!"

All Dao Sect disciples were secretly angry. These people from the Black Flame Clan were really too arrogant.

However, when they thought about the strength of the people of the Black Flame Clan, everyone was filled with helplessness. Their skills were inferior to others and they could only endure the humiliation.

We can only wait for it to become stronger one day, and then regain its face.

Half Saint Zhenku, Elder Feng Guang and other elders of the Dao Sect all had gloomy faces and looked very ugly.

However, they can't say anything. The weak can never hold their heads up. This is an eternal truth.

These elders all felt a little regretful at this moment. They regretted taking this job and embarrassing themselves here!

Now, they can only pray, pray that Lu Gang can show his power, defeat Yan Huo in one fell swoop, and revive the Taoist sect's momentum!