There's something wrong with this skeleton

Chapter 33 After all, good things should be shared, right?

on the high platform.

Zhou Mo turned to look at the military division.

"What do you think?"

Hearing the words, the military adviser carefully pondered what the king meant.

Did the king discover something, or did he simply ask his own opinion?

It's time to analyze the wave.

"My king, the state of Chen Ge just now is enough to see that his mana has been exhausted. Because Chen Ge does not cultivate the body, he has been exhausted after several battles. It is expected that he will be defeated by the bones, but in my opinion From my point of view, this is the luck of the bones, and Chen Ge, who has lost most of his combat power, was drawn by lottery."

Listening to the military adviser's analysis, Zhou Mo felt quite reasonable.

Seeing that the king didn't intend to continue asking, the military division was relieved.

All of this is because Chen Ge is too young, his acting skills are not enough, and he still needs to hone his skills.

The military adviser turned his head and glanced at Dean Liu.

Needless to say, Dean Liu fully understood the meaning of this look.

Chen Ge, this young man, after returning to the monastery, will definitely be taught by him, Dean Liu himself.

……

"The second match, Yesheng of Huaji Dojo, will face off against Wang Qi, the Holy Land of Wuji."

Soon, the second game began.

In the contest area.

One side had two byes and was in good condition, while the other side had experienced two rounds of fights, was covered in injuries, and faintly seemed to be unable to hold on.

"Compared with Wang Qi and Chen Ge, who is stronger and who is weaker?" Zhou Mo asked back.

The Holy Master Wuji immediately replied: "Senior, it's hard to say, but these two little guys are in the same realm, even if there is a gap, it's not that big."

"That's it."

Zhou Mo nodded, and then said: "Then this girl is sure to win."

The Daoist Huaji was smiling behind him.

The girl dressed in white and holding a long sword in the competition area was none other than his Yemou's daughter.

He exchanged a glance with Holy Lord Wuji.

I'm sorry, but this one's a foregone conclusion.

The Holy Master Wuji shrugged his shoulders and didn't care. If he hadn't been concerned about the presence of the senior, he would have laughed disdainfully at this moment.

What's the use of being beautiful, if it's gaudy, it can be eaten but not.

If you meet my holy son from the Holy Land of Wuji in the next round of lottery, believe it or not, you will punch your daughter until you cry.

"Senior Brother Wang, please."

Ye Sheng raised his hand very politely.

"it is good!"

Wang Qi nodded. In his state, he was not polite.

In an instant, his right leg exerted strength, and his whole body was like a cannonball fired. He raised his fist and directly bombarded Ye Sheng.

"Bah!"

The long sword was unsheathed, and the tip of the sword was raised.

Wang Qi's fist suddenly stopped only three inches away from Ye Sheng's cheek.

The strong wind of the fist lifted the girl's soft long hair.

"I lost……"

Wang Qi swallowed, feeling the cold tip of the sword sticking to his neck, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

Sure enough, it is impossible to become a saint son or saint daughter of one party without some real skills.

Wang Qi was convinced.

……

on the high platform.

"This sword is not bad." Zhou Mo commented.

"It's this girl's honor to get such a sentence from senior's mouth." Taoist Huaji said with a smile on his face.

Holy Master Wuji and Dean Liu curled their lips in disdain.

"I'm looking forward to the fourth round and the last game."

Zhou Mo sat on the chair, raised his legs, and looked at it happily.

The military division lowered his head and thought for a while.

The king obviously wanted to see the two juniors in good condition fight.

Glancing back.

Arrange now.

The three Wuji Holy Masters looked at each other.

receive.

……

Soon, it was past noon.

Most of the martial arts competition has been carried out.

There were eight people left.

The eight people eliminated before had another round of competition, and the ninth and twelfth places were selected.

Among the remaining eight people, they are all in very good condition.

"The bones are gone, maybe we can only get No.8." Zhou Mo said.

"My lord, the contest hasn't started yet, so everything is uncertain." The military adviser said with a smile.

Zhou Mo glanced at it.

"If Bone can still advance, I will suspect that you are involved in the shady scene. If you look at the current situation, you can see that Bone can no longer advance, okay?"

I didn't want to say anything, did the military division trust the bones too much?

Regardless of other things, Zhou Mo decided that the bones could not continue to advance.

The military division touched his chin.

If the bone is promoted again, it means that the king's statement is wrong, and at the same time, the king will be slapped in the face.

So... the bones will take No.8.

The military adviser looked at Elder Wu Daji who was carrying the lottery box.

Sensing the gaze of the military adviser, Elder Wu Dazhi walked to the side of the competition area as if nothing had happened.

"The lottery begins."

The first ones to draw lots are the disciples of the missionary school.

"You're in good health, and it looks like you have a chance to get a ranking." Elder Wu Da said with a smile when the opponent was drawing lots.

The disciple of the missionary school opened the note.

There are two words written on it: white bones.

Thinking about what Elder Wu Ji said just now, the disciples of the missionary school realized it.

Mobilized a bit of mana.

The old wound that was about to explode quietly disappeared.

As for where this old injury came from, it is really not very clear.

……

"In the first match, Long Tao of the missionary school fought against the bones."

Elder Huaji came onto the stage carrying the bones.

"Don't look at it, it's defeated."

Zhou Mo shook his head.

Sure enough, within a few seconds of both sides playing, Bone was already defeated.

It was Long Tao's saving face, otherwise he wouldn't be able to handle a single move.

Among them is not only the reason why the bones are not enlightened, but also because the bones have no strength.

The contest went on quickly.

In duels between masters, the winner can often be determined without paying attention.

Although the competition is a training for them, it is after all a competition, not a life-and-death battle.

The last four.

There will be first, second, third, fourth, and four rankings.

In the martial arts competition organized by the three major forces, as long as you get the top three, you will have both fame and fortune.

"Except for the top four, the other rankings have already been arranged, Holy Master, can you tell me about the news of that secret realm?" Taoist Master Huaji asked.

Dean Liu was also a little curious.

This secret realm was discovered by the Holy Master Wuji alone.

The Lord Wuji can make it public, which means that the things in the secret realm are not important to the Lord Wuji, or that the important things have been taken away by the Lord Wuji.

Zhou Mo turned around, listened to their discussion, and was curious about the secret realm.

"There is nothing to hide. There is a mass grave three hundred miles to the east, do you know?" Wuji Holy Master asked.

"That mass grave in the dry mountain?" Dean Liu raised his brows, and suddenly became interested.

Taoist Master Huaji looked at Holy Master Wuji.

Huaji Dojo is far away in Wanyao Forest, so I don't know much about Dry Mountain Mass Burial Mound, I just heard of this name.

Dry Mountain Mass Burial Mound, the largest mass burial mound in the dynasty, buried beggars, buried people who died violently, buried dynasty nobles, and buried practitioners...

"This secret realm is under the mass grave. You would never have imagined that there is a powerful tomb under the mass grave, right?" Wuji Holy Master said with a smile.

"Destiny?" Taoist Huaji asked, frowning.

The existence that can be called a powerful existence by the Wuji Holy Master can only be the destiny.

"If it's destiny, the juniors may encounter danger when they go in..." Dean Liu's face was also a little dignified.

Lord Wuji said: "That tomb is gloomy. When I went in, I also found a lot of traps. It was rather strange. These traps were not challenging for us at all. I didn't destroy them either. I thought I would leave them for the younger generations. It's a test."

"wrong!"

The Daoist Huaji waved his hand.

"If the tomb of the strong man of destiny is so simple, it must be abnormal. Holy Master, tell the truth, what is your purpose?"

Taoist Master Huaji looked at Holy Master Wuji.

"What purpose can I have?" Wuji Holy Master rolled his eyes, and then said: "I just want everyone to explore and explore together. After all, good things should be shared."

Zhou Mo looked at the Holy Master Wuji.

This is a big pit.

He made it clear that he wanted to pull Taoist Master Huaji and Dean Liu into the water, and if he really encountered any danger at that time, the three of them would be able to resist it together.

"It doesn't matter. With seniors around, there won't be any problems." Taoist Huaji didn't care.

If there is no senior, he may be cheated by the Wuji Holy Master.

But now that there is a senior here, do you still need to be afraid of a dead destiny?

(End of this chapter)