Not long after the draw ended, the quota competition officially began.

The extremely exciting competitions immediately made the audience burst into cheers.

For those ordinary disciples, this is a visual feast!

Su Ming's first opponent was a sixth-level star saint, who was defeated by Su Ming in one move.

"That kid Su Ming is so lucky. He actually met a sixth-level star saint. It's really a bargain!"

Seeing this, some true disciples immediately spat hard.

Not long after, the first round of the game ended and the second round of draw began.

Since there are five people in the second round, Daluo Holy City stipulates that those who draw five can directly enter the finals and compete with the strongest people in the group for the first place.

"I hope I can draw the No. 5 lottery!"

"Bless you! I will definitely draw the No. 5 lottery!"

"This good luck must be mine!"

......

Next to the No. 1 arena, the other four true disciples are praying silently!

If you draw the No. 5 draw, you will be qualified for the finals directly!

This is a great temptation for them!

"I'll go! I'm signing number three!"

"What a bad luck! I'm signing number 4!"

"My luck is not good, I'm the No. 1 sign!"

"What's his! Why am I signing number two!"

......

The four true disciples opened the signs in their hands and immediately showed frustration.

The next moment.

The four of them seemed to remember something, and immediately looked up at Su Ming in unison, their eyes widened, their eyes full of jealousy-

This kid actually got the No. 5 draw?!

The four of them looked at each other and saw the jealousy and unwilling expression in each other's eyes!

"I turned out to be the No. 5 sign, haha."

Su Ming opened the sign in his hand and chuckled immediately.

"He's it! That Su Ming is so lucky, right?! He actually got the No. 5 draw! It's so infuriating!"

"Why has this kid been so lucky? This is true in the ruins, and now it is true. I am so angry that I want to kill someone!"

"Hmph! Even if this kid is lucky, he will be the No. 5 draw! I will not let him become the number one in this group! Humph!"

......

The other four people were all staring at Su Ming with bad expressions at this moment, and they were so depressed that they wanted to vomit blood!

This is really awesome!

"Brother Su Ming is so lucky, hehe."

Su Rourou, not far away, immediately laughed.

"Well, Mr. Su is rewarded with good people, so naturally he will be lucky."

Tang Yuer and others laughed.

Soon, the second round and the third round began one after another.

After a wonderful competition on the No. 1 arena, a true disciple named Leng Mo Sheng won.

The other nine arenas immediately decided the strongest ones.

The next final is the strongest one to be decided, and the duel with a "lucky one" like Su Ming.

The lucky one in the No. 3 ring is the worst because he is duel with Xuewu Sword.

With just one move, the lucky one was defeated!

A burst of cheers broke out at the scene immediately, and countless people were shouting the name of Xuewu Jian wildly!

Then the other arenas also won the first place one after another.

At this time, there was no decisive battle in the ring No. 1.

At this time, everyone's eyes were all projected towards the No. 1 ring, and finally frozen on Leng Mosheng and Su Ming.

"Cold Sheng!"

"Cold Sheng!"

"Cold Sheng!"

......

Deafening cheers immediately resounded throughout the audience!

Obviously, Leng Mosheng has a high reputation in Daluo Holy City. At this moment, except for a few people such as Tang Yuer, everyone believes that Leng Mosheng can achieve the final victory!

In fact, it is no wonder that in Daluo Holy City, Leng Mosheng is one of the top ten recognized masters among the true disciples!

The top ten masters among the true disciples are all terrifying existences who have the chance to attack the Star Emperor!

"Leng Mosheng, it's up to you now."

When Xuewu Jian saw this scene, his eyes immediately showed a hint of expectation.

Leng Mosheng and Xuewu Jian are both from the camp of the Venerable of Heaven!

"Su Ming, with my cold and indifferent Sheng here today, you are destined to be eliminated!"

Leng Desheng stared at Su Ming, and a strong sense of confidence appeared between his eyebrows!

"Yeah?"

Su Ming stared at Leng Mosheng with a smile.

"I only need one move to deal with you!"

Leng Mosheng's voice suddenly rose and echoed throughout the audience: "If one move cannot defeat you! Then I Leng Mosheng lose!"

boom!

As soon as Leng Mosheng said this, the audience was completely excited!

Too domineering!

This is the cold indifference!

Everyone stared at Leng Mosheng with great admiration, and their eyes suddenly became extremely fanatical!

"Yeah?"

Su Ming still stared at Leng Mosheng with a smile, as if he was looking at a clown.

"Su Ming! At this time, you dare to show off! Next I will let you know what despair is!"

Seeing Su Ming's expression at this moment, Leng Mosheng's eyes immediately became angry: "This is my most powerful magical power - the magical power of ten thousand swords! Every sword! It is equivalent to my full blow! I see how you resist!"

boom!

As soon as Leng Mosheng finished speaking, his body suddenly thrust, and an extremely terrifying momentum burst out from him, causing the surrounding void to tremble!

Next moment!

Leng Mosheng's eyes condensed and his right hand suddenly pointed at the void!

Clam!

A sharp and harsh sword sound immediately appeared from the void without warning!

Then he saw Leng Mosheng's magical powers all spread towards the void, and finally formed ten thousand giant swords in the void!

Those giant swords are more than ten feet long, and the sword lights are flashing all over the body, giving people a sense of unparalleled sharpness!

As many as tens of thousands of giant swords gathered together at this moment, bringing unprecedented visual conflicts to everyone!

Buzz buzz buzz buzz......

The void around him was trembling violently at this moment, as if he could not bear the terrifying sword energy that was slanting!

Oh My God!

So terrible!

When the audience saw this scene in front of them, they were stunned and stormy waves arose in their hearts!

"I didn't expect Leng Mosheng to successfully practice the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Power!"

When Xuewu Jian saw this scene, his expression immediately became solemn!

Xuewu Jian knew very well how terrifying the power of the Ten Thousand Swords were!

However, although the Ten Thousand Swords magic power is extremely powerful, it is extremely difficult to practice successfully. Moreover, the risk during the cultivation process is extremely high. If you are not careful, you may directly explode and die!

Therefore, people without great perseverance will not choose to practice the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Power!

"This Leng Mo Sheng has successfully practiced the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Power! Su Ming is in danger!"

Zhuge Yunxiao saw the scene of thousands of swords ringing in the void, and his face was solemn, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Okay, okay! I didn't expect that Leng Mo Sheng's talent was so powerful that he actually successfully practiced the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Power. Su Ming was defeated! Hahahahaha!"

At this moment, the Venerable Tianming looked ecstatic and burst into laughter! ()
Chapter completed!