"very good!"
"You choose a disciple from the Yintian Realm, and I will choose a disciple from the Jitian Realm!"
Mo Wentian looked at the arena with a flash of light and said coldly.
"The battle begins on the 2nd!"
At this moment, Emperor Yuan Ran's cold voice resounded.
"Yes, Emperor Yuan Ran!"
"Yes, Emperor Yuan Ran!"
…
As soon as Emperor Yuan Ran said these words, figures one after another hurriedly moved towards Emperor Yuan Ran and slightly arched their hands.
Immediately, the war was about to break out.
"Rumble..."
On the stage, one hundred warriors took action together.
The eyes of Mo Wentian and the young master of Qingtian Realm fell into the void.
"Boss, why did you choose a disciple from Ji Tianjie?"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, a trace of doubt arose in Xiaojiao's eyes, and he asked in a deep voice.
"It seems that the people in Jitian Realm are not as powerful as those in Yintian Realm!"
"At least in terms of body and martial arts, they are incomparable, but the power of this person's soul is much stronger than that of the person in the Hidden Heaven Realm!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss..."
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
Immediately, Xiaojiao's eyes just looked towards the ring.
That serious look seemed like he wanted to see something from this disciple of Ji Tianjie.
Seeing Xiao Jiao looking at the ring so seriously, You'er's eyes couldn't help but look towards the ring.
"Boy, I will let you know soon that your vision is not as good as mine!"
"This disciple of the Hidden Heaven Realm must be the one who stays at the end of this group and is the top-ranked disciple!"
At this moment, the young master of Qingtian Realm looked at Mo Wentian and said sarcastically.
It looked like he was already very determined.
"Ant, why are you so anxious!"
"It's only a matter of time before you kneel and kowtow to this emperor!"
"In front of everyone, you have chosen to be a disciple of the Hidden Heaven Realm. Don't regret it!"
Mo Wentian looked at the young master of Qingtian Realm, grinned slightly, and said with a hint of curvature.
"Boy, you..."
"You are really hateful, you actually mocked me like this!"
"I… "
"uh-huh… "
Hearing what Mo Wentian said, the young master of Qingtian Realm was about to explode with anger.
He groaned, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
If Emperor Yuan Ran hadn't been here, if Emperor Yuan Ran hadn't established the rules long ago, Qingtian Realm would not have stayed here honestly, and would have taken action to kill Mo Wentian.
But Emperor Yuan Ran was here now, and even if he was given a hundred courages, he would not dare to take action against Mo Wentian.
"Young Master, are you okay?"
"Young Master, this kid is really hateful!"
"Young Master, if we don't kill this kid today, our Qingtian Realm will not be able to save our face!"
"Young Master, this kid must be killed, otherwise how can we, Qingtian Realm, gain a foothold in the Celestial Realm in the future!"
"Young Master, don't worry about this kid for now. Once he gets on the ring, it won't be too late to kill him!"
…
Seeing that the young master of Qingtian Realm was bleeding out from Mo Wenqiang, the disciples of Qingtian Realm quickly went to greet the young master of Qingtian Realm.
They were looking at Mo Wentian with murderous intent in their eyes.
If it is said that looks can kill, at this moment, Mo Wentian has been beheaded countless times.
But Mo Wentian was extremely indifferent, his eyes just stared at the ring. As for these comments and looks, Mo Wentian didn't take it to heart at all.
"Boss, this young master of Qingtian Realm is so angry with you!"
"It seems that this state of mind is not good either!"
"If Qingtian Realm is handed over to such people in the future, it will be a waste!"
Suddenly, Huantian's figure flashed and landed in front of Mo Wentian. He stretched out his furry paws and scratched his head, a glint of light flashed in his eyes.
"wasted?"
"This is indeed a bit of a waste. This Qingtian Realm should be handed over to our hands before it can truly be developed!"
After listening to Huantian's words, Mo Wentian seemed to have remembered something, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.
"Boss, not only this Qingtian Realm, but also the worlds in this Celestial Realm, let's come one by one!"
Huantian looked at Mo Wentian's appearance. He couldn't explain why, but his blood boiled in his heart, as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood, and he was so excited.
At the same time, the aura on Huantian's body increased rapidly.
A quarter of an hour passed quickly.
On the ring, ninety of the one hundred figures that were standing had fallen down, leaving only ten figures.
The auras on these ten figures were fluctuating at this moment.
These were the last ten remaining disciples who had drawn number 2. There were ten corpses beside them, which they had killed.
Among the remaining people, there were naturally two figures who made a bet between Mo Wentian and the young master of Qingtian Realm. One was a disciple from Yintian Realm, and the other was a person from Jitian Realm.
It's just that the aura of these two people, the aura of the Yintian Realm disciple is much more stable.
Not only that, this disciple of Jitian Realm looks much more embarrassed than the disciples of Yintian Realm.
Obviously, the fight just now was much easier for the disciples of the Yintian Realm than the disciples of the Jitian Realm.
"Boy, did you see it?"
"The result is already obvious. You will definitely lose this bet!"
"Ha ha ha ha… "
Looking at the two figures on the stage, the young master of Qingtian Realm said with a sarcastic face.
At the same time, the young master of Qingtian Realm laughed wildly.
In the eyes of the young master of Qingtian Realm, he is sure to win.
As for the disciples from the Jitian Realm that Mo Wentian is interested in, in his opinion, it is impossible to be the last person left at the top, at least after the disciples from the Hidden Heaven Realm.
"Don't be happy too early!"
"It's still early!"
Mo Wentian looked at the young master of Qingtian Realm with an extremely indifferent expression.
"Boss, this disciple from the Yintian Realm seems to be much better than the disciple from the Jitian Realm. Should we change..."
Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian, with a flash of light in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.
"Need not!"
"I will choose this person from Ji Tianjie!"
"There is no way I can lose this bet!"
Before Xiaojiao could finish what he said, Mo Wentian interrupted coldly. Mo Wentian's eyes were full of determination.
"Boss..."
Hearing this, Xiaojiao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"In this round of battle, I declare that the final winner is the Hidden Heaven Realm, Ji Tianjie..."
At this moment, Emperor Yuan Ran's voice resounded.
Emperor Yuan Ran looked at the disciples up and down the ring with an extremely indifferent expression.
As for the disciples who were beheaded, Emperor Yuan Ran didn't take them seriously at all.
It looked like those disciples were not worthy of his attention at all.
At this moment, a strong smell of blood filled the air up and down the ring.
Some warriors vomited directly.
Some warriors even fled directly. Although some of them had already withdrawn from the battle, this scene fell in their eyes and made their bodies tremble.
Emperor Yuan Ran looked at the disciples who were running away like crazy, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.
The next moment, Emperor Yuan Ran seemed to remember something and looked in one direction.
The direction Emperor Yuan Ran looked was exactly the direction where Mo Wentian was.
"Brother Wentian, Emperor Yuan Ran seems to be looking at you!"
Tianhu seemed to notice the gaze of Emperor Yuan Ran, looked at Mo Wentian, and said quickly.
"look at me?"
"Emperor Yuan Ran can look wherever he wants!"
A flicker of light flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes.