"Boss, what you said makes sense!"
"It's just that Xiao Feng is not weak at all. You'd better be careful when fighting him!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Huantian said in a deep voice with a hint of worry in his eyes.
"Don't worry, Xiao Feng, I will definitely defeat him!"
"I will convince him!"
A sonorous and powerful voice sounded, and a touch of determination rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss..."
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Huantian opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"The red lottery requires a battle first?"
At this moment, not far away from Mo Wentian, Xiao Feng thought of his lottery, and his mind moved, and the lottery appeared in his hand.
Looking at the lottery ticket in his hand, it was not a red lottery ticket. The corner of Xiao Feng's mouth curled up.
The lot he drew was not a red lot, which was naturally a good thing for Xiao Feng.
What he drew was not a red draw, which meant that Mo Wentian drew a red draw.
In this battle, it was a good thing for Mo Wentian that he lost.
If Mo Wentian wins, it will be a good thing for him, so that he can kill Mo Wentian.
"Mo Wentian, I don't believe that you will be my opponent!"
"You were defeated by that person, and I have obtained the quota for this training. Then I will come back from the training and deal with you again!"
"If you win the battle with that person, and you fight with me, then you will also lose in my hands. What I lost in you, I have to get back from you!"
As he muttered to himself, a cold look appeared in Xiao Feng's eyes.
Xiao Feng was even more determined at this moment. He must kill Mo Wentian this time. If he didn't kill Mo Wentian, how could he calm down the anger in his heart
"Xiao Feng, you have so much on your mind!"
"If I meet Mo Wentian, I'm afraid I will lose this training spot, but you still want to fight Mo Wentian!"
After listening to Xiao Feng's words, Han Yuan walked towards Xiao Feng.
Looking at Xiao Feng, Han Yuan's eyes flashed with light and she said coldly.
"Han Yuan, I really don't know if you are blind or blind, you actually believe in the strength of that kid Mo Wentian!"
Looking at Han Yuan, Xiao Feng's eyes flashed with a cold look and he shouted angrily.
"Of course I believe in Mo Wentian's strength!"
"Xiao Feng, there will be times when you will regret it!"
Han Yuan looked at Xiao Feng, a complicated look flashed in her eyes, and said coldly.
After saying that, Han Yuan walked towards Mo Wentian.
Xiao Feng was left standing alone. Xiao Feng clenched his fists as he watched Han Yuan walk towards Mo Wentian.
Although Xiao Feng was already angry with Han Yuan in his heart, after all, Han Yuan was the person he had fallen in love with before. Seeing Han Yuan walking towards Mo Wentian, he still felt uncomfortable in his heart.
Two hours passed quickly.
"The battle in the second arena is over!"
"The disciples who draw number three below will go to the ring to fight!"
At this moment, the cold voice of the old man Shenzhu sounded.
"Miss Han Yuan, it's your turn!"
As soon as he heard that disciple No. 3 was entering the ring, Mo Wentian looked at Han Yuan, with a flash of light in his eyes, and said coldly.
"Um!"
"After this arena battle is over, we will know whether I can enter the Shentian Mountains to practice!"
Han Yuan let out a long breath, and a touch of relief appeared in her eyes.
It looked like she could feel relaxed now that the ring battle was over.
"Miss Han Yuan, you didn't get the red lottery, did you?"
"Then you can fight again later!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, a complicated look flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he lowered his voice.
"That's right!"
"The one I drew is not a red draw. After they fight, the winner will fight me again!"
Han Yuan looked at Mo Wentian and said directly without any hesitation.
Han Yuan has already recognized Mo Wentian's character and strength.
It turned out that Han Yuan and Mo Wentian were close just because of Yu'er's face, but now Han Yuan felt admiration for Mo Wentian from the bottom of her heart.
He was very optimistic about Mo Wentian. She believed that Mo Wentian would definitely win a place for training in the next round of the ring battle.
"Miss Han Yuan, you are still very lucky!"
"When you win the training quota, you can enter the Shentian Mountains to train together!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Um!"
“Let’s enter the Shentian Mountains to experience!”
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Han Yuan's eyes felt firm.
"Rumble..."
The next moment, the battle began on the ring.
At this moment, under the ring, countless warriors are watching the battle on the ring.
"In this round of battle, who do you think will be the final winner?"
"In this round of battle, Senior Sister Han Yuan may be the final winner due to luck. Among the three of them, she is the one with the strongest cultivation and the most stable aura, but she still got the same number as the winner. Fight, she is the final winner, there is no doubt about it!”
"Senior Sister Han Yuan is really lucky. However, even if Han Yuan draws a red lottery and fights two people in a row, she will still be the final winner!"
"Although the rules set by Master Shenzhu are somewhat unfair, they are still fair. After all, those who stayed in these three rounds are the ones with the strongest cultivation!"
"What I'm most looking forward to is the fourth round of the ring battle. The battle between Xiao Feng and Mo Wentian is the most exciting!"
…
At this moment, under the arena, countless disciples from the Divine Heaven Realm began to discuss.
Their eyes were all looking towards the ring at this moment.
Looking at the two people in the ring, they were not very interested. After all, they had already determined in their hearts that the final winner of the third round of the ring battle was Han Yuan.
There is no doubt about Han Yuan's cultivation and strength. What's more, Han Yuan also has a beautiful face.
A quarter of an hour later, on the ring, a figure was defeated.
"I surrender!"
"I'm no match for you!"
A figure, facing the man opposite, slightly cupped his hands and said in a deep voice.
"good!"
"Since you have given up, you are no longer qualified to win the training quota, so go on!"
"Han Yuan, it's time for you to take the stage!"
Seeing the disciple admit defeat, the old man Shenzhu's eyes suddenly shrank and he said coldly.
"Yes, Lord Shenzhu!"
Hearing what the old man Shenzhu said, Han Yuan walked directly towards the ring.
But at this moment, the aura on Han Yuan's body surged rapidly.
"Boss, do you think it would be extremely easy for Han Yuan to win against this person?"
Xiaojiao looked at Han Yuan on the stage and the disciples from the Divine Heaven Realm opposite, with a flash of light in his eyes and said in a deep voice.
"This person can defeat a person of the same level of cultivation in a quarter of an hour. This person's strength is not weak!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss..."
Hearing this, Xiaojiao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
Mo Wentian was right. The disciple of the Divine Heaven Realm in this arena was at the level of the Heavenly Emperor's Perfection, but since this person could make people of the same realm admit defeat in a short period of time.
There are only two possibilities for this, either this person gave benefits to the disciple who was fighting against him and made him deliberately admit defeat, or this person had absolute strength.
But Mo Wentian has been watching the battle on the ring. This can only be the second possibility. This person's strength is indeed not weak.
It's not impossible for Han Yuan to win this battle, but it's just not that easy.