"Find some people to accompany you. Do you think I can't kill ten people with my strength?"
After hearing what Xiaojiao and Huantian said, Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao and Huantian, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a cold voice.
"Boss, we naturally believe in your strength, but if they all form a group and you are alone, it will be a bit of a disadvantage!"
Hearing this, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed with light and he said in a deep voice.
"Don't worry!"
"If I can't even fight these ants and kill ten people, how can I get into the top ten on the honor list!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss..."
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao and Huantian wanted to say something, but in the end they said nothing.
The next moment, Mo Wentian took a step forward and headed towards the arena where lots were drawn.
Mo Wentian looked at the small balls on the jade plate in front of him, grabbed a small ball and crushed it directly.
As the ball was crushed, a number appeared in the void.
This number is number eighteen!
"Number 18!"
"The boss drew number 18!"
Looking at the void, Xiaojiao and Huantian began to look for the people who had the same number 18 as Mo Wentian. They wanted to see how strong these people were in cultivation.
But at this moment, Mo Wentian's expression was extremely calm, as if Mo Wentian was not worried at all.
"Boy, you actually drew number 18!"
At this moment, the young master of Qingtian Realm also saw that Mo Wentian had drawn No. 18. He looked at Mo Wentian and said with a cold face.
This man looked at Mo Wentian, but there was no kindness in his expression.
He originally wanted to be drawn into a group with Mo Wentian, so that he could kill Mo Wentian.
But who would have known that the number he drew turned out to be No. 10, while Mo Wentian was No. 18.
"The number I drew is number 18!"
"I drew number 18, but you drew number 10. If you want to kill me, at least you won't have the chance this round!"
Looking at the young master of Qingtian Realm in front of him, Mo Wentian grinned slightly and said with a hint of curvature.
"Boy, you are so arrogant!"
"But just wait for me. After this round, as long as you are still alive, I will definitely kill you!"
"And don't be arrogant too early. Although I didn't draw the number 18, it doesn't mean there is no one for me among the 18 numbers!"
The evil smile on Mo Wentian's face was very dazzling in the eyes of the young master of Qingtian Realm.
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't kill Mo Wentian, the young master of Qingtian Realm at this moment would have already taken action.
"Doesn't that mean there's no one like you?"
"I am waiting!"
Mo Wentian's expression suddenly turned cold.
"Do you know the rules of this round?"
At this moment, Emperor Yuan Ran looked at the participating disciples on the ring and said coldly.
"This discussion rule is really cruel!"
"Yes, even though life and death are normal matters in the ring, Emperor Yuan Ran has stipulated that ten people must be killed in this round to advance!"
"Killing ten people, their cultivation levels are almost the same. This is easier said than done!"
"Yes, it's not easy to kill one or two, but it's not so easy to kill one!"
"If they were all ants like the guy who just drew number 10,01, it would take no more than a minute to kill ten of them!"
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As soon as Emperor Yuan Ran said these words, the countless warriors exploded instantly.
At this moment, even the disciples below the ring who had given up participating in the battle for the honorary list focused their eyes on the ring.
Their eyes were unblinking, as if they were afraid of missing something exciting.
They wanted to see who would be left behind in this battle for the honorary list.
"It seems that there is nothing you don't understand about the rules!"
"Then let's start the battle!"
"Whoever draws the number one will go directly to the stage!"
Listening to the discussions, a complicated look flashed in Emperor Yuan Ran's eyes, and he said with a cold face.
"Buzzing..."
As soon as Emperor Yuan Ran said these words, a hundred figures appeared on the ring.
The auras of these disciples are not very strong, and they are not very different.
"Boss, the cultivation levels of these warriors are almost the same. It would be difficult for any one of them to kill ten people!"
Looking at the hundred figures on the stage, Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian with a hint of expectation in his eyes.
"Don't underestimate them!"
"There must be people who hide their secrets among them. As for killing ten people, there is no need to worry about it. They can't kill ten people by themselves, so they will naturally form alliances with others!"
Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"An alliance?"
"If these people form an alliance, the result will be different!"
"It's not impossible to kill ten people!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, a flash of light flashed in Xiaojiao's eyes.
"Boom boom..."
At this moment, violent sounds sounded on the stage.
I saw the auras of the figures rising rapidly.
They looked at each other, the murderous intent in their eyes undisguised.
At this moment, the one hundred people in this arena have only one idea, that is to kill ten people as soon as possible and stay in this arena.
"Brother Wentian, who do you think will be the final winner in this round of the ring battle?"
Tianhu's figure also appeared beside Mo Wentian at some point.
Looking at the hundred figures on the stage, Tianhu lowered his voice and said.
"Who will win?"
Mo Wentian paused slightly.
The disciples in the arena are all from different worlds.
The auras on their bodies may be strong or weak.
Mo Wentian looked at the figure on the ring with an extremely indifferent expression.
The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to see something, and a bright light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Those who practice water and fire elements will definitely win!"
Mo Wentian's expression was extremely serious.
"Practice water and fire elements?"
"Brother Wentian, do you think they can win with both water and fire martial arts?"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Tianhu had a doubt in his eyes and asked subconsciously.
"That's right!"
"This Tian Minghai is simply the right time and place for those who practice the water system. If he can't win, then there will be an existence beyond the realm of the Heavenly Lord in this arena battle!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Brother Wentian, the auras on their bodies on this stage are all in the realm of the Heavenly Lord!"
"So, this warrior who practices water and fire elements will definitely stay!"
After pondering for a while, Tianhu seemed to remember something, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he said quickly.
"This is for sure!"
"The cultivation of these two people is actually not bad. If their talents were stronger, but they have malleable talents, it's a pity that their talents are a little worse!"
A cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Ten Thousand Levels of Control!"
At this moment, the countless disciples on the arena started to take action.
I saw a figure among them. With a wave of his hand, an endless palm domain appeared in the void.
The palm domain was created by countless palms, and the aura spreading from the palm domain was extremely vast.
In an instant, the entire arena seemed to have turned into a world of palms, and the vast power of the palms was frightening.
"What a strong palm power!"
"I'm afraid this palm power has reached its peak!"
"Could such a strong palm power come from the disciples of the Palm Heaven Realm? Only the palm power of the disciples of the Palm Heaven Realm can be so terrifying!"
"This disciple of Zhang Tian Realm must have stayed!"
"This person's strength cannot be underestimated!"
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Under the ring, countless warriors exploded in an instant.