Warrior’s Promise

141. Chapter 141 Easy Streak

    Great Elder is finished.

    There are a dozen Deacons coming forward, taking out the ironots that have already been prepared, and letting the disciles draw.

    Su Mo and Zhou Xin and others also came forward and queued for the lottery.

    Soon, Su Mo got his own iron ticket.

    Six groups, No. 518.

    This is the number on the Su Mo iron sign, the sixth group, the 518th.

    More than 10,000 Outer Sect disciples are divided into ten groups, each with more than a thousand people.

    Zhou Xin, Li Feng and Niu Xiaohu, each also took the sign and divided the group.

    However, no one is in the same group as Su Mo.

    Zhou Xin is in the second group, Niu Xiaohu is in the eight groups, and Li Feng is in the nine groups.

    After the group was divided, four people came under a battle platform and waited quietly for the start of the game.

    Because each platform is not far apart, the four are not separated.

    After a short time, the draw is over.

    A Deacon who presided over the test came forward and announced loudly: "Before the test begins!"

    "The first group, the 16th to the 825!"

    "The second group, number 605 to 853!"

    "The third group, No. 102 to No. 467!

“……”

    Hearing words, he was called to the number of the discipline, and they set foot on the corresponding platform and fought against the opponent.

    For a time, the rays of light on the various platforms shimmered and blew.

    The knockout of the first Rank 1 is very cruel. As long as it is defeated, there is no qualification for another battle.

    Therefore, in the knockout of the first Rank 1 segment, luck is also extremely important.

    If the luck is very poor, I encountered one of the top ten Sects of Outer Sect, even if there is a Spiritual Martial Sixth Layer peak cultivation base, it will basically be a fiasco.

    With a battle in the field, there are constantly disciples being eliminated.

    Some teams end up quickly, some teams end up slow, and the end is quick to take the lead in the next battle.

    "The ninth group, 74th to 1019."

    With the announcement of Deacon, Li Feng played.

    Li Feng is the 74th.

    Li Feng's opponent, the cultivation base is only the Spiritual Martial Second Layer realm.

    It is not Li Feng’s opponent at all.

    "Break the mountain!"

    On the stage, Li Feng screamed and slammed his opponent into the battle table.

    After the battle, Li Feng was full of red light and the spring breeze was proud.

    “haha, the battle, won a good start!”

    Li Feng laughed.

    “Congratulations to Lee Senior Brother!”

    “Lee Senior Brother is good!”

    Zhou Xinhe and Niu Xiaohu are also happy for Li Feng.

    "The sixth group, 518 to 661!"

    Just then, Deacon's voice rang again.

    “Su Mo Senior Brother, it’s up to you!”

    Li Feng said.

    Su Mo nodded and stepped out and boarded the sixth set of platforms.

    “Su Mo?”

    Su Mo's opponent is a yellow shirt teenager, and the cultivation base reaches the Spiritual Martial Third Layer realm.

    When the yellow shirt boy saw his opponent actually Su Mo, he suddenly became depressed.

    Do you know me?

    Su Mo had some accidents, and looked at the other person carefully and carefully, and suddenly thought about it.

    Guan Wucheng, this person was also one of the Rising Wind Island disciple who participated in the mission in Guanwu City last time.

    "I surrender!"

    The yellow-shirted teenager’s mouth showed a bitter smile, and then he did not hesitate to shout at Deacon, who presided over the test.

    He participated in the Battle of Guanwu City, but he is very aware of the strength of Su Mo.

    Not to mention that he is the Spiritual Martial Third Layer cultivation base, even if it is the Spiritual Martial Fourth Layer cultivation base, it is impossible to defeat Su Mo.

    Therefore, although he was unwilling in his heart, he still decisively conceded his defeat.

    After all, the yellow shirt boy turned to the battle platform.

    Su Mo touched his nose without words and walked down the stage.

    The first battle, win without a fight!

    In the distance, Heaven Alliance hundreds of disciplines get together.

    He Yangjun noticed the situation of Su Mo, and his eyes suddenly showed a sneer.

    Let you take another moment, your death will come soon!

    The next time, Zhou Xinhe and Niu Xiaohu went on the scene.

    Niu Xiaohu is good, his opponent is only Spiritual Martial First Layer, he also easily won.

    But Zhou Xin is unlucky, his first opponent, the cultivation base is as high as the Spiritual Martial Foundation Layer.

    Zhou Xin was also relatively hard-working, but did not admit defeat, and was defeated by the other party.

    Time lapses, ten groups of battle platforms, one round of combat, half of the discipline, as many as thousands of people were eliminated.

    Soon, entered the second round of fighting.

    "The sixth group, 518 to 932."

    It was the turn of Su Mo to play.

    This time, Su Mo's opponent is a round face youth with a cultivation base reaching the Spiritual Martial Foundation Layer.

    "You and my cultivation base are quite, you will lose!"

    The round-faced youth held a pair of cyan long spear, looked up at Su Mo, and said confidently.

    "You make a move!"

    Su Mo shook his head gently, not understanding the confidence of the other side.

    "Death!"

    The round-faced youth stormed out, and the body suddenly leaped and leaped. Long spear azure light circulated, and a spear stabbed Su Mo.

    Whoosh!

    Long spear penetrates the air, lightning fast, and instantly approaches Su Mo's chest.

    Uh!

    At this time, the expression on the face of the round face suddenly solidified, and his body suddenly stagnated in the air.

    On the field, Su Mo extended a palm and grabbed the oncoming long spear.

    "How was this possible?"

    The round-faced youth was shocked, but he tried his best, even blushing, and could not find long spear.

    Long spear was caught by Su Mo, as if it had been suppressed by the mountains, and it was not moving.

    At this moment, the scene on this stage is quite funny.

    Su Mo stands on the battle platform, holding a long spear in the hands of the sky, the end of the spear, the round face of the young hand holding the long spear, was suspended in the air.

    "Go on!"

    Su Mo whispered, and immediately his arm, the round face youth and his long spear flew out of the battle.

    In the second round of battle, Su Mo won again easily.

    Until the fifth round of fighting, Su Mo did not encounter any decent masters, easily won five games.

    In the third round of fighting, Niu Xiaohu was eliminated.

    Only Li Feng was in the fifth round.

    Half of the disciples were eliminated in each round, and five rounds went down. Su Mo's group had only over forty people left.

    Ten groups of platforms, the most eye-catching performance, is the Outer Sect top ten discipline.

    No matter who their opponents are, they are defeated by one stroke and they are very strong.

    One of the top 10 Outer Sect disciple in the Su Mo group is Lu Shaoyun.

    This man is blue and fluttering, and his opponent is slammed into the battle table.

    The top three of Outer Sect's top ten disciplines, Nangong Linjue, Duan Bingye and Ling Muchen are even more relaxed.

    All the disciples who met them were directly confessed.

    So far, the three have not even played.

    "Sixth Group, No. 12 to No. 518"

    Finally, in the sixth round of fighting, Su Mo met a good master of cultivation base.

    This is a cold-faced black robe youth, cultivation base up to the Spiritual Martial Foundation Layer peak, aura is extremely powerful, even far beyond the same-order Martial Artist.

    Su Mo came on stage and the two stood opposite each other.

    "he he ! I didn't expect my luck to be so good! ”

    Black clothed youth When I saw Su Mo, I suddenly grinned: "If you kill you, I will get a lot of rewards!"

    "kill me?"

    Su Mo brows and asks coldly, "You want to kill me?"

    "What do you say?"

    The black robe youth smashed the murderous machine and said: "Although your strength is very strong, it is your misfortune to meet me!"

    The black robe youth is extremely confident. His cultivation base is the Spiritual Martial Foundation Layer peak, but it is not weaker than the general Spiritual Martial Sixth Layer Martial Artist.

    "You are the person of Heaven Alliance?"

    Su Mo's mouth twitched with a hint of mockery and asked indifferently.