Ten Realms Cultivation of Gods

I saw an elegant young man in white walking in along the path made by the crowd.This young man was extremely handsome, with a fan in his hand, looking suave and suave.

At this moment, he looked at "Hundred Flowers Young Mistress" with a smile, and slightly cupped his hands:

"Master Hua, it's raining Mochen, be polite here."

"Young Mistress Baihua" nodded slightly, but didn't say anything.

"Yu Mochen? Who is this person? Jushi Fang has always been known for knowing the heroes of the world. I wonder if you have heard of this name?"

An extremely handsome young nun asked a man in gray beside her.

"Master Lianmeng, I am too high-minded. There are so many heroes in the world, how can I know them all. However, I have never heard of the name Yu Mochen."

"Even the famous 'Mr. No. 1 in Jianghu' Fang Jushi has never heard of a name. It seems that this person is not a famous person, hmph! A mere nameless kid dares to claim to be No.[-] in the first-level group arena. Really! Make people laugh."

Just as Jushi Fang finished speaking, Han Yixiao, the owner of Snowflake Castle, teased him with a look of disdain on his face, "Hehe, Yumou only needs one finger to deal with you!"

Yu Mochen waved his fan and smiled nonchalantly.

"What, what?"

"What an arrogant and ignorant child, dare to come here to act wild!"

"Where does this kid come from? It seems that if you don't teach him a lesson first, you won't know what your last name is."

Han Yixiao, the Sand Dune Group, Lan Yichen and a group of sect master heroes around them all denounced with righteous indignation, some even rolled up their sleeves, and were about to come up and flatten this arrogant boy.

"Who made this kid go to the first-level ring to participate in the competition?"

Shen Chongshan suddenly yelled loudly.

"Oh, the younger ones have been tested, and this young master can indeed participate in the first-level group arena."

Appearing from behind the crowd, several sect disciples replied in trepidation that these people were the referees of the first-level ring.

"Since that's the case, presumably, this young master should be qualified to participate in this level of martial arts competition. Why don't you wait for the real chapter in the arena, and talk around Guang Guang here, what's the point?"

Master Lian Meng said something softly.

When everyone heard this sentence, they thought it was the same reason. Han Yixiao and others who were extremely disgusted with the sudden appearance of the boy gave Yu Mochen a hard look, and then went to draw lots.

Yu Mochen laughed, then walked to "Baby Flower Young Mistress", and said in a low voice:

"The girl is not the real Baihua young lady, is she? This disguise is pretty good, but it's a pity that she can hide it from others, but she can't hide it from Yumou."

After he finished speaking, he laughed again and went to draw lots.

Tao Yan'er was terrified, she didn't understand how this young master saw through her identity, but seeing that the other party didn't intend to expose her identity on the spot, it made her a little strange.

In addition, I don't know why, after being glanced at by this man just now, I feel attracted to him, and even have an urge to give everything to him.This caused her to be in a mess for a while, and her heart was in a mess, and she didn't know what to do.

Just when Tao Yan'er returned to the stand absent-mindedly, the tournament was about to officially begin.Due to the large number of newcomers participating, the third-level arena has the most contestants, with more than 1000 people, followed by the second-level arena with five or six hundred people, and the first-level arena has only about a hundred people.

However, although there are many contestants in the second and third levels, the winners and losers are determined relatively quickly, unlike the first-level arena, where all masters compete, and it takes a certain amount of time to determine the winner.

At this time, Yuan Qi sat quietly on the dragon chair in the stands where the Baihua Palace was located, watching the three contestants who went up to the ring at the same time, wondering what he was thinking.Behind him sat about ten people including Donkey Baldy and Lin Xuan. This was the group that Donkey Baldy had chosen before. Yuan Qi was naturally regarded as the trump card of the group, so these people all sat together.

"Oh!"

I saw a person in the third-level arena fell heavily out of the arena, and managed to get up, but he bowed his hands to the stage with a smile on his face:

"Your Excellency's 32-way tiger stick method is really amazing. I'm willing to bow down."

"Accept and accept!"

The people on the stage also cupped their fists respectfully and said something.

"Five Tigers, Liu Sanhe wins. The next group is Baihua Palace Yuan Qi and Dream Villa Mo Lin."

As soon as the referee gave an order, Liu Sanhe, who was victorious on the stage, flew off the stage, and soon went to the stand where he was.

Then, a man in white jumped directly from the stand where Zaomeng Villa was located to the third-level arena, with a long sword behind his back, he looked at Yuan Qi's position, and laughed loudly with a disdainful expression on his face:

"I heard that your Excellency is deeply loved by Palace Master Hua, and you have learned his true biography. I don't know if you learned his art of harvesting yang and nourishing yin, or the art of harvesting yin and replenishing volume? Wahaha!"

After Mo Lin finished speaking, he burst out laughing, which caused many people in the stands who knew it to boo, and those who didn't know it laughed like they were watching a good show.Even those who watched the first- and second-level competitions were attracted by this sentence, and the whole venue burst into laughter.

"Mo Lin, what the hell are you talking about? Dare to say that we are Senior Brother Yuan. Be careful—"

The donkey bald couldn't see it anymore, stood up and pointed at Mo Lin and started cursing.

"Hoohoo!"

A group of disciples stood up on the side of Zaomeng Villa, and a group of people stood up on the side of Baihua Palace. The two sides were about to start a fight.

"Sit down, it's too embarrassing. Mo Lin, you are too presumptuous, why don't you apologize to Senior Brother Yuan Qi?! Huh?!"

Sha Zuqiu snorted coldly, scaring many of the disciples who got up behind him and didn't dare to say anything, but Mo Lin bowed his hand at Yuan Qi unwillingly.And all the disciples from Baihua Palace sat back to their original places under the scolding of "Young Mistress Baihua".

"Hehe, Palace Master Hua, please forgive me. This little disciple has been fond of talking nonsense since he was a child. Please don't blame him. I will discipline him when I go back."

Sha Zuqiu smiled slightly at "Young Maid Baihua", and explained by the way, but he didn't seem to be very angry with Mo Lin's behavior, but he was a little relieved.

"Hundred Flowers Young Mistress" responded with a few words, then stopped talking.

Yuan Qize didn't stay too long, but smiled slightly, and flew to the ring with a big stride.

He calmly looked at the rude guy in front of him.Based on what he has learned so far, it is completely different from ordinary people's martial arts, and each of them is a spell beyond the reach of ordinary people, so he doesn't care about the third level arena competition at all, and he doesn't use any drifting skills, just The most common leap was used.

"The competition begins!"

The referee below shouted.

I saw that Mo Lin, with the back of his hand turned, the sword was horizontally in front of his eyes, he held a sword formula with his left hand, and he kept walking with footwork, like a great dancer.

The disciples of Dreaming Mountain Villa in the stands shouted loudly to cheer for Mo Lin.

Yuan Qize looked at the other party motionlessly, and seeing him circle around him three or four times, but still did not move forward, his heart was filled with impatience. With a flash of his figure, he appeared behind Mo Lin strangely, with his right hand shaped like a knife , and quickly cut to the neck of Mo Lin who was still shaking.

"what!"

Everyone who saw Yuan Qi's strange movements all opened their mouths wide in surprise, only uttering one word, they were speechless.

Mo Lin also yelled a word, and then he fell to the ground with his eyes darkened. The sword in his hand spun twice before finally falling to the ground with a "bang-dang" sound.