Female President's Protector

The next day, dawn broke and everything began.

Everyone in mainland China walked into the main venue with their heads downcast.

Although today is a very important day, whether you can enter Hunyuan plays a very important hurdle today. Although it is only the second round of competition, relatively speaking, today is much more important than yesterday.

But even so, these people are listless.

Many families discussed the whole night last night, but failed to come up with a plan.

Seeing that Si Kongming was about to be accepted as a house disciple by Elder Pang, they had nothing to do at this moment.

Of course, it's not that they don't have a solution, but they are just scared because they are afraid of Hunyuan's elder Ke Qing.

There is only one way for the current plan, and that is to eradicate Si Kongming completely. At that time, even if Hunyuan's elder Ke Qing blames him, they can find someone to take the blame.

But the point is that until now, they can't unite together, and they don't want to show off the limelight.

They couldn't stop arguing about this, but it was true, which family would be willing to show off the limelight.

Perhaps if they waited, they would be lucky enough to meet a turning point, but once Sikong Ming was killed, then Elder Pang blamed it, and the entire family would be wiped out.

The rising sun shone on the earth. It was supposed to be a beautiful day, but at this moment, everyone couldn't lift their spirits and looked ashamed.

After all these people were seated, Mo Yuan gave a wry smile, nodded slowly under the gesture of the Great Elder Hunyuan, cleared his throat and said: "Today is a beautiful day, everyone has recharged their batteries all night. Afterwards, I believe everyone will look forward to today's competition."

"Today's martial arts competition will be supervised and scored by Hunyuan's second elder Elder He, Hunyuan's five great protectors, and twelve disciples. One point will be awarded for victory, no points will be added for defeat, and the next round will be tied."

"Between lottery, all points are drawn. During the competition, no other hidden weapons or magic weapons are allowed, poison is not allowed, etc. The two sides are fighting against each other's true qi, and the distance between them is three feet away. Whoever's true qi can't support the opponent will lose."

"After declaring that one side is victorious, you must not do anything again, so as not to hurt your peace..."

"It is divided into three groups. One group is the younger generation; the other group is the elites of various families; the other group is the duel between the elders."

The lengthy rules made everyone drowsy.

It wasn't until Mo Yuan announced the start that everyone became a little more energetic, puffed up their chests, and were full of anticipation.

"Now, representatives of all parties are invited to come forward and draw lots."

As soon as Mo Yuan said this, representatives of various families stepped forward one after another.

While waiting for everyone to draw lots, Mo Yuan noticed that Hunyuan's elder Ke Qing had been staring at Si Kongming, and couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart.

Fortunately, they were not impulsive last night, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

After all, no one knows what kind of temper this elder Ke Qing has. If this elder has a hot temper, then everyone in the entire Chinese mainland will be able to stop him.

Although I don't know what kind of realm Elder Pang is, how can someone who can become an elder Keqing be an ordinary person?

"In the first round of the second round, Sikong Chu from the Sikong family will face Sikong Ming from the Sikong family!"

When He Dezhang, the second elder of Hunyuan, said this, everyone couldn't help being stunned.

"I give up."

Of course, everyone had already expected Sikong Chu's abandonment. After all, Sikong Ming was the core figure. Since the two met, it must be Sikong Chu who gave up. In this way, Sikong Ming would have an extra point.

For the entire Chinese mainland, the Sikong family will benefit the most.

After all, five of them advanced to the next level. Sikong Ming has an absolute advantage in this point alone.

Seeing Sikong Ming who was sure of winning, everyone's eyes were complicated.

Perhaps, nothing can be changed.

Sooner or later, the entire mainland of China will fall into his hands, and no one will dare to resist.

"In the second round of the second round, Mo Liangbi from the Mo family of the Holy Venerable Hall faced Ye Ziang from the Hu Benmen."

As He Dezhang's words fell, two young people came up to the stage in an instant, clasped their fists and composed, very humble.

He Dezhang looked at the two young men with great interest.

One is the mid-level of the [-]th level of Yuqing, and the other is the upper level of the [-]th level of Yuqing. They are evenly matched.

However, Ye Ziang, the middle-level tiger cardia, has a unique maintenance of true energy, and his true energy is much thicker and purer than that of Mo Liangbi in the Hall of the Holy One.

"start!"

Following the words of the second elder, He Dezhang, the two youths turned into an afterimage in an instant, and came within three feet of each other, exuding their true energy from all over their bodies.

The corners of the clothes fluttered up, and the wind whistled.

There are two young people who are fighting for internal strength, neither of them wants to let the other.

a long time.

There was a smile on the corner of He Dezhang's mouth, and now he could guess who had the upper hand.

Although it seems that the young people in the Hall of Saints will win steadily, but there are variables in everything. As a master of Hunyuan, he has experienced many battles, big and small. It is steady and steady.

After a while, everyone also noticed that Mo Liangbi's face had turned pale, while Ye Ziang's expression was calm.

Involuntarily, everyone looked at the end field strangely, and then looked at the direction of Hu Cardia, feeling very sad.

Hu Benmen is only an eighth-level sect. At first when they knew that Mo Liangbi of the Mo family was facing Ye Ziang, they felt that Ye Ziang had already lost.

After all, Mo Liangbi's cultivation was a small level higher than his.

Little did they know that Ye Ziang was able to defeat Mo Liangbi, or a complete victory.

What is even more unexpected is that Ye Ziang can leapfrog the battle.

Bang!

Mo Liangbi really couldn't maintain his zhenqi, he was in a daze, was blown away by Ye Ziang's zhenqi, and flew out backwards.

Seeing this, the faces of the people in the Hall of Saints changed drastically, and an eighth-level family had a complete victory against their young generation.

This slap caused burning pain on the faces of everyone in the Mo family.

"In the second round, Ye Ziang from Hu Benmen wins, and one point will be added." Following He Dezhang's words, the dust of this battle settled.

Mo Liangbi stood up slowly, wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, his face was gloomy.

"The third round..."

When He Dezhang looked at the list in his hand, he stopped talking.

Everyone was puzzled.

"Second Elder, what's the matter?" Elder Xiao asked puzzled.

He Dezhang shook his head slightly, glanced at the audience, and asked with a frown, "Is there a demon temple in the mainland of China?"

"never heard of that!"

"Master Mo, is there a demon temple in the mainland of China?" He Dezhang looked at Mo Yuan and asked.

"Demon Temple?"

"Correct!"

"No!"

"It's interesting!" He Dezhang was stunned when he heard the words, smiled at the corner of his mouth, glanced at the puzzled people, and immediately coughed, and said loudly: "In the third round, Zhang Yi from the Demon God Palace will fight against Sikong from the Sikong family. Respectfully!"