"I choose the team with the second-generation rich." Fei Chongji said with his hands folded.
"Then I'll choose the team with the surname Wu." Duanmu Taichu said indifferently.
"Okay, leave the red-haired team to me." Morais yawned and said lazily.
These three people were like the production tasks assigned to them in a distribution factory: three parts reluctant, three parts careless, three parts indifferent, and one part impatient.
While the three of them were whispering about the tasks, three teams of people had already come charging over.
Qian Yiji kicked towards Mo Laishi, but was stopped by Fei Chongji halfway.
"Your opponent is me."
Fei Chongji smiled evilly, and directly fought two people at once, forcing Qian Yiji and Haisha aside.
Wu Ziwei grabbed Wu Zisheng and threw him towards Mo Laishi.
But he was also stopped halfway by Duanmu Taichu, who had merged with his natal poisonous insect, and Wu Zimo was also stopped at the same time.
Like Qian Yiji, Wu Zimo is also at the level of fighting against 100 opponents of the eighth level, and is also known as a "monster" by the aristocratic families in Beijing.
As for Wu Zisheng and Wu Ziwei, one can defeat a hundred people of the fifth level, and the other can defeat a hundred people of the sixth level. Together they are a force that cannot be underestimated.
After Duanmu Taichu merged with his own natal poisonous insect, although his combat power was only that of a hundred men against eight levels, he still had other poisonous insects to assist him, so he fought back and forth with the three men for a while and did not lose the upper hand.
Chi Zhan, Sun Biao and Gu Dabing had no one to stop them and rushed directly towards Mo Laishi.
Chi Zhan is at the level of fighting a hundred men against the ninth level, Sun Biao is only at the level of fighting a hundred men against the third level, and Gu Dabing is at the level of fighting a hundred men against the fourth level.
But Gu Dabing is blessed with natural supernatural powers, so his actual combat power is actually close to that of a hundred people against six levels.
Gu Dabing's fist hit Morais like a cannonball. Morais was yawning in the previous second, but in the next second he jumped high and hit Gu Dabing in the face with his knee.
Two streams of blood spurted out of Gu Dabing's nose, but his head was halfway tilted back before he stopped it himself.
Gu Dabing ignored the burning pain on his face, grabbed one of Morais' feet, and swung it up.
Mo Laishi didn't expect his opponent to do such a thing. He was caught off guard and was really scared.
But he quickly adjusted himself and swept his other foot towards Gu Dabing's face.
In the last attack, Mo Laishi used less than 30% of his strength, but this time he used 50%.
Gu Dabing felt dizzy and could no longer hold onto Mo Laishi's feet, so he let go.
With the help of inertia, Mo Laishi flew directly towards Sun Biao.
Sun Biao was so frightened that he almost died, but he had no time to escape.
With a bang.
Sun Biao was kicked from behind by Mo Laishi, and he flew nearly a hundred meters away, hitting the wall at the entrance. He slowly slid down, his head tilted, and he became motionless.
When Mo Laishi landed, there was a brooch in his hand, which belonged to Sun Biao.
At this point, there were only two people left in the Chizhan team.
Chi Zhan frowned.
It wasn't that he cared about Sun Biao, but he simply couldn't see through Mo Laishi's cultivation level.
Chi Zhan is already a ninth-level ancient martial arts expert who can defeat a hundred people, and is only one step away from the grandmaster level.
Even he couldn't see through Mo Laishi's realm, so there was only one possibility.
That means Mo Laishi’s cultivation is higher than his!
Could it be that he is at the Grandmaster level?
How is this possible?
He had never heard of such a young Grandmaster.
Qian Yiji and Haisha fought Fei Chongji to a draw, but since Haisha had been severely injured by Fei Chongji before, he seemed a little overwhelmed.
In a few seconds, Fei Chongji knocked him away with a punch, and he fell far away and couldn't get up anymore.
Qian Yiji was the only one left, which made him look solemn.
"You are very strong. With your strength, you can be treated as a guest of honor wherever you go. Why do you still want to follow someone named Mo?"
"As long as you can turn from evil to good and follow me, I will guarantee you wealth and glory. In the future in the capital... no! In China, you will be the best among the people. How about it?" Qian Yiji stopped and lobbied.
"Oh? You want me to follow you? Who gave you the confidence? Do you think you are worthy of it?" Fei Chongji said with a joking smile.
When Qian Yiji heard this, his face immediately turned gloomy.
"You don't know what's good for you. Very good! Then there's no need for you to live." After saying that, Qian Yiji rushed towards Fei Chongji like a cannonball.
Qian Yiji has learned a lot of different things, so his methods of attack are endless and unpredictable.
He came up with a left hook, which was blocked by Fei Chongji. He then went behind Fei Chongji and changed his move to a karate knife style that chopped down straight down.
Fei Chongji dodged sideways, and Qian Yiji turned his knife into claws and attacked Fei Chongji's vitals with a tiger claw.
Fei Chongji is a power-type player and is not as good as Qian Yiji in terms of moves.
So even though he barely dodged the attack, his clothes on his chest were still torn, leaving five bloody marks on his chest.
Fei Chongji leaped back, keeping a distance from Qian Yiji, and frowned as he watched the blood gushing from his chest.
It seems that this guy is not completely a second-generation rich kid, he still has some abilities.
When Qian Yiji saw that he had successfully injured Fei Chongji, a smug smile appeared on his face.
"This is the price you pay for not knowing how to appreciate a favor. I will make you regret taking part in this trial." After saying that, Qian Yiji attacked Fei Chongji again.
The other side.
Duanmu Taichu released hundreds of black-feathered man-eating locusts, which entangled Wu Zisheng and Wu Ziwei, while he himself fought with Wu Zimo.
Wu Zimo is the last disciple of Bi Leizhen, vice president of the Ancient Martial Arts Association, and has inherited Bi Leizhen's true skills.
Before Gong Simi, Bi Leizhen was recognized by the entire Ancient Martial Arts Association as the vice president with the greatest hope of breaking through to the Grandmaster level.
His "Ghost Soul Sword Technique" is so powerful that it is praised by the ancient martial arts world as the best sword in the world.
As his disciple, Wu Zimo is naturally good at using a knife.
After exchanging a few tentative moves with Duanmu Taichu, Wu Zimo drew the big knife from his back and slashed towards Duanmu Taichu.
Since the third round of trials tests combat effectiveness, the use of weapons is allowed.
Duanmu Taichu dodged the fierce blow by leaning sideways, but just as the blade passed before his eyes, the bright and shiny blade reflected the moonlight, which dazzled Duanmu Taichu's eyes and made him look dazed for a moment.
By the time he reacted, the blade was less than 3 centimeters away from his neck.
Duanmu Taichu quickly did a backflip, and when he landed, there was still a blood mark on his neck, and a little blood was flowing out from the wound.
Grass!
This guy is so cruel, it seems he really wants to kill me.
Wu Zimo stood with a knife in hand, his expression solemn, like the god of death coming from hell to reap lives.
The sword technique used by Wu Zimo is exactly the "Ghost Soul Sword Technique" passed down from Bi Leizhen's family.
The so-called "Ghost Sword Technique" actually uses the reflection of the blade to put the opponent into a trance, and then kills with one blow.
It is said that when the "Ghost Sword Technique" is practiced to perfection, it can reach the level of captivating people's minds and seducing their souls.
This is how the Ghost Soul Sword Technique got its name.
Duanmu Taichu also realized this, so his expression was more solemn than ever.
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