Mo Wentian didn't miss the look from Emperor Yuan Ran.
Mo Wentian didn't feel cold at all about Emperor Yuan Ran.
"The battle for No. 2 is over. The disciple who draws No. 3 will come on stage!"
At this moment, Emperor Yuan Ran's cold voice sounded.
"Buzzing..."
As soon as Emperor Yuan Ran said these words, a hundred people came onto the ring in unison.
These one hundred people are the disciples who were drawn to No. 3. The overall strength of the No. 3 disciples is almost the same as that of the No. 2 disciples.
"Boy, how about we have a bet on number three?"
Looking at the one hundred people on the ring, a cold look flashed in the eyes of the young master of Qingtian Realm, and he said with an evil smile on his face.
It looked as if he already had some plans in mind.
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Just bet!"
"Among these three numbers, who do you choose?"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
At the same time, Mo Wentian's eyes looked towards the ring.
"Boss, in fact, no matter who you choose in this round, as long as the No. 2 Ji Tianjie disciple wins, we will win!"
Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian, with a bright light rising in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.
Since Mo Wentian was originally very sure that the disciple of Ji Tianjie must be the strongest person left in No. 2 until the end, three bets and two wins, as for this last choice, it was nothing to Mo Wentian.
"Isn't this ant trying to prove in front of this emperor that his vision is better than mine?"
"Then I'll let him lose and be convinced!"
Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank and he said with a cold face.
"Boss, I like your character more and more!"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the corners of Xiaojiao's mouth curled up slightly.
"Boss, You'er also likes your personality!"
As soon as Xiaojiao said this, You'er on the side also looked at Mo Wentian and said with a pure face.
But as soon as You'er said these words, Xiaojiao's expression changed.
"You'er..."
There was even a trace of anger rising in Xiaojiao's heart.
Xiaojiao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"Brother Xiaojiao, what's wrong?"
But You'er looked at Xiaojiao who was hesitant to speak, but she opened her round eyes wide and said with confusion on her face.
It looked like she had no idea why Xiao Jiao was angry.
"No... nothing!"
"You'er, if you like this in the future, don't say it to others casually!"
Xiaojiao pondered for a while, looked at You'er, and said seriously.
"Okay, Brother Xiaojiao!"
Seeing Xiao Jiao's serious face, You'er's lips curled up into a smile, and her attitude became even more obedient.
Seeing You'er like this, even if there was anger in his heart, he couldn't get angry.
"Boy, I will choose the person from Qiu Tianjie!"
At this moment, the young master of Qingtian Realm pointed at an extremely thin young man on the stage and said coldly.
"Are you sure?"
"Although this kid's cultivation is the strongest, he looks skinny. I'm afraid he's not practicing serious martial arts!"
Mo Wentian looked at the figure on the ring, frowned slightly, and said with a cold face.
"Boy, this is a bet I'm making with you. Who do I choose? This is my freedom!"
"I chose this Qiu Tianjie person for my own reasons, so you don't have to worry about it!"
"It's your choice!"
"Isn't it because you feel guilty because I chose the strongest person?"
It was okay that Mo Wentian didn't say anything. As soon as Mo Wentian said this, the young master of Qingtian Realm even began to doubt Mo Wentian.
He suspected that Mo Wentian asked him to give up the people from Qiu Tianjie, so that Mo Wentian could choose the people from Qiu Tianjie.
In the eyes of the young master of Qingtian Realm, he is not stupid, and he will not be fooled by Mo Wentian.
But what he didn't know was that what Mo Wentian said were golden words.
Among the one hundred people in this arena, although the person with the strongest cultivation is Qiu Tianjie, the killing intent in his eyes is terrifying and boundless.
Not only that, the aura on this person's body was even more fluctuating. Although he had tried his best to suppress it, he still couldn't escape Mo Wentian's eyes.
Mo Wentian was a kind reminder to the young master of Qingtian Realm, but he did not expect that the young master of Qingtian Realm would be so ignorant.
"Guilty?"
"This emperor gives you the opportunity, but if you don't seize it, it's my fault!"
Listening to the words of the young master of the Qingtian Realm, a villain whose heart is like a gentleman, a cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he said indifferently.
He has given the opportunity to the young master of Qingtian Realm, but it is no wonder that the young master of Qingtian Realm does not seize it.
"Can't you blame me?"
"Boy, this is my young master's choice, what does it have to do with you?"
"You just choose yours!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the young master of Qingtian Realm said with arrogance.
"This emperor chooses the disciple from Liu Tianjie!"
Mo Wentian pondered for a while.
Immediately, Mo Wentian seemed to remember something, and looked directly at a figure on the ring.
That figure was none other than a young man. This young man's cultivation was not the strongest in the arena, but the aura on his body did not fluctuate at all.
He couldn't explain why, but Mo Wentian had a hunch that this boy was definitely the strongest among the three.
"Boss, this boy is not the strongest, why did you choose him?"
When Huantian heard that Mo Wentian had chosen the young man from Liutian Realm, Huantian's eyes were full of doubts and he couldn't help but ask.
"This boy is definitely the strongest being!"
"To judge a person's strength, you can't just look at his cultivation!"
Mo Wentian stretched out his hand, patted Huantian's head gently, and said with a slight grin at the corner of his mouth.
"Boss..."
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Huantian opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"Boy, this is your choice!"
"Remember what you chose, when this battle for the honorary list is over, it will be your death!"
Seeing that Mo Wentian chose a disciple from Liutian Realm, the young master of Qingtian Realm thought he had won, and said arrogantly.
"Yeah?"
"I am waiting, as long as you have the ability!"
The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth curled up slightly, and he raised an evil smile.
This smile fell in the eyes of the young master of Qingtian Realm, which was particularly dazzling.
"The ring battle for No. 3 begins!"
At this moment, Emperor Yuan Ran's cold voice sounded.
"Rumble..."
As soon as Emperor Yuan Ran said these words, the battle on the third arena began instantly.
The collision of various artifacts, figures flying upside down, and screams resounded throughout Tian Minghai.
"The strength of these disciples No. 3 is not weak. Which ten of them will stay in the end!"
"It's true that if you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs. You have to fight for some honors in the world, but you have to pay the price with your life!"
"This battle for the honorary list is really cruel. I think we should just watch it honestly. After I return to the world, I will not let the disciples in our world participate in this battle again!"
"By participating in this competition for the honorable list, the one who will lose is the most talented person in the world. For the one or two out of ten thousand places, I think it is really unnecessary!"
"In the battle for the honorable list, just come and take a look. As for participating, leave it to people from other worlds!"
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One after another, the figures looked at the battle on the ring and started talking instantly.
The figures standing in the audience who originally participated and withdrew felt extremely lucky at this moment. Fortunately, they chose to withdraw, otherwise they might be among the fallen figures.
At this moment, these warriors felt their bodies tremble a little.
What's more, some warriors couldn't help but take a few steps back.