Time gradually passed.

The competition on the stage is still continuing.

At this time, more than half a day has passed since the start of the Demon Sacrifice Day competition.

In the spectator stand, Xiao Yi had almost no interest in most competitions.

He raised his head boringly, and let out a breath.

Aside, Xia Yiming asked, "Does the palace master feel bored?"

"It's okay." Xiao Yi smiled lightly, "It's really amazing, almost all have competed."

"Mostly, nothing to watch."

Xia Yiming said, "If the palace lord is bored, he can actually leave."

"After the palace lord's first competition, there is no need to stay here anymore."

"Oh?" Xiao Yi was puzzled.

Xia Yiming explained, "According to the rules of the Demon Sacrifice Day, the two are paired together, and they will compete once."

"When the Palace Master previously played against Gu Feifei, he won the spot."

"Including all the talents who have competed today, if you win, you will have won the spot and will not be drawn anymore. There is no need to compete again."

"The loser, if you need a spot, you have to challenge the winner yourself."

"I think, among the enchanting Tianjiao, no one dares to challenge you without opening their eyes."

"So that's it." Xiao Yi smiled, "Then I'm leaving."

"There are not a few interesting battles. I don't bother to watch the rest of the competition."

This level of battle is not suitable for him.

If you change a group of old guys to compete, he might be awe-inspiring to fight.

Xiao Yi just got up, ready to leave.

Before leaving, Xiao Yi glanced at the battle on the martial arts stage subconsciously, and suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi squinted, "Thunder? Who is fighting him?"

At the moment, it was the Thunder's turn to play on the stage.

The most rumored casual cultivation among the hidden powers is enough to have a triple cultivation level of the Holy Venerable Realm.

Even if it is Xiao Yi, who only talks about his cultivation base, his cultivation base of 30,000 Dao of newcomers is slightly inferior to it.

Tianjiao evildoer in the audience, in terms of cultivation base, the only one who can crush him is Mo You alone.

And now, in Xiao Yi's eyes, the person who was fighting Thunder easily blocked Thunder's attack?

On the stage.

The thunder fists out, and the fists are covered by thunder and lightning, and the power is amazing.

Thunder, although with a big bald head, and a burly figure; but the overall feeling is not a strong man.

The explosive muscles all over his body seemed very well-proportioned.

It feels like a tall and capable man.

Of course, no one would doubt his violent power under the thunder and lightning.

At the same time, the person who fought with him was also a strong boxing fighter.

The two fists are powerful. Although I don't know that they are overwhelming power, I can clearly see the amazing power contained in the fists.

The two are not a draw.

Thunder, after all, completely prevailed.

However, Thunder, obviously cannot kill this person in seconds.

Xia Yiming frowned and looked at the martial arts platform, and said, "That's the young master of the Wei family, Wei Hu."

"The Wei family is not considered the last in the Hundred Houses of the Hidden World, but it is only ranked at the middle and lower levels."

"This Weihu has no reputation, I almost didn't recognize it."

"But Wei Jia, it is indeed boxing, and it is also a fierce one."

"The Saint Venerable Realm's first-tier peak cultivation base, and the burst of combat power that can last for so long under Thunder's hands is amazing."

"It seems that the Wei family has produced a good talent."

"Oh?" Xiao Yi stared at Wei Hu from a distance, thoughtfully.

The figure that Xiao Yi had originally planned to leave stopped, and then sat down again, staring at the battle.

Aside, Xia Yiming saw Xiao Yi thinking, but didn't interrupt.

It was Ran Qi and Qinglin who kept chatting.

"Oh, that's not bad, if Weihu can fight one, it should be a good fight."

"Well, it's not too fancy, it's not fancy, but it's refreshing. This Wei Hu should be a bold man."

"That's right." Qing Lin looked at Xia Yiming and asked, "The competition on the Demon Sacrifice Day is also a proof for the great Tianjiao evildoers."

Xia Yiming heard this, looked at Qinglin, and replied, "Yes."

"Only the strong can get the quota for Demon Sacrifice Day."

"So even if the rules of the Demon Sacrifice Day are changed, the great arrogance and enchanting evildoers will be there."

"This is an opportunity to test oneself among the younger generation."

Xiao Yi only stared at the competition platform, unintentionally listening to the three people.

One minute later.

Boom...a roar.

The Thunder blasted Weihu into a heavy flight, ending the battle.

However, Wei Hu, who was blasted off the competition platform, was not injured except for some embarrassment.

"Tsk tusk." Qing Lin said, "Although this Weihu is good, it still can't compare to Thunder."

"And this thunder is powerful enough. Under the increase of thunder and lightning, this person is afraid to describe it as infinite strength."

"If I meet this person, I'm afraid I won't have any chance of winning."

It would have been rare to be able to let a conceited person like Qinglin say a few words with no chance of winning.

However, Xiao Yi's eyes became a bit solemn.

He will not be wrong.

The battle just now was definitely not the defeat of Weihu.

But Wei Hu hurriedly stopped and lost himself.

Outside the martial arts stage, sitting on the ground, Wei Hu, slightly embarrassed, clearly noticed Xiao Yi's gaze and looked at Xiao Yi from a distance.

It's just that, at this glance, I saw it very quickly, almost flashing past.

Wei Hu's gaze seemed to dodge.

Xiao Yi still stared straight.

Wei Hu stood up, patted the dust on his body, and returned to his seat at Wei's house.

"The next battle..." The voice of the elders from the East rose as expected.

The battle on the stage of the competition continued one after another.

And Xiao Yi's gaze was almost fixed on Wei Hu.

"Palace Master?" Xia Yiming asked, noticing Xiao Yi's abnormality.

Ran Qi also asked, "You kid, didn't you say that you didn't bother to watch the next competition, are you leaving?"

Xiao Yi smiled, "No hurry, I want to see it for a while."

More than an hour later.

"The last battle, Mengjia dreams fluttering, fighting..."

The voice of the eastern elders just fell.

"Mengjia? Not Kongshan Mengjia? Known as the most unpredictable family among the hidden forces?"

"I know this dream is fluttering. Although it is not a famous name, there is a hundred arrogance in the hidden world, I am afraid that no one will dare to say that he can beat him 100%."

Whoosh...

A figure jumped onto the stage first, it was a man.

Gentle and elegant, with fair skin, he is definitely a beautiful man with no exception.

The moment the man took the stage, almost all the Tianjiao evildoers present showed jealous and solemn expressions.

Including Lei Ting, Baili Hengyun, Yuan Ruoli, Su Cheng, etc., also looked straight.

"Cough cough." The eastern parent coughed twice and continued, "Battle, Heiyun learns and teaches, Mo You."

"What? Mo You?" There was an uproar around him.

Everyone suddenly remembered, and since the competition so far, Wangyou Jian Mo You has not yet been on stage.

Swish... a floating figure suddenly appeared.

The moment the figure came on stage, almost all eyes and all focus points of the audience were on the figure.

To be treated like this, the only person of the younger generation today, Wangyoujian...Mo You.

Since Mo You did not reach the weak crown and defeated the twelfth chief of the Tianzang Academy, this name was destined to resound in the middle domain.

And along the way, Mo You has never disappointed.

Defeated all the great Tianjiao evildoers in the western area, and went deep into the demon realm repeatedly without fear. Recently, he has challenged all the hidden powers Tianjiao without fail.

The word Mo You is enough to be destined to shine and attract attention no matter where you appear on this continent, like a bright and shining star in the vast night sky.

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