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Hearing this, the anger of the members of the eleventh tribe was ignited on the spot, and several members of the tribe were about to rush up, but were stopped by the chief deacon.
Although Mo Chen and the others were also very angry, they looked at Wu Xuan full of fear. This boy was only fourteen years old, but he shot fiercely and decisively. What was even more frightening was his speed. Only an afterimage can be seen.
If they were in Li Dong's position at that time, would they be able to stop them?
As soon as this idea came up, Mo Chen and others immediately suppressed it. Although they didn't want to admit it, they knew very well in their hearts that they couldn't stop it at all. Even if they could resist it, how could they face the boy's next offensive?
And this young man is only at the critical point in the middle stage of the Emperor Realm, while Li Dong is already at the late stage of the Emperor Realm. The difference between the two is nearly one level, but the strength seems to be reversed.
Is this the strength of the seventh tribe?
"I almost forgot to tell you, I am the weakest in the seventh sub-clan" Wu Xuan smiled a little embarrassedly, then turned around and swept back to the seventh sub-clan.
This is still the weakest
If it is the strongest, how far should it reach?
Mo Chen and the others looked at a row of clan members standing in the seventh sub-clan. The positions of these people were all specific. Wu Xuan stood on the far left, while on the far right was a man wearing a hideous face and covering his whole body. Wrapped in a black robe, a person whose face is hard to discern.
Seeing this person, Mo Chen's expression suddenly changed. As one of the members of the clan who participated in the last selection meeting, he naturally recognized this guy, the strongest member of the seventh branch of the clan, named Ghost Face.
?Including this session, Ghost Face has participated in three sessions, and among the members of the foreign surname clan, its strength ranks among the top three.
Mo Chen once watched a fight with Ghost Face, and he still can't forget it. The terrifying strength of Ghost Face has been deeply imprinted in his heart, and even the direct descendants of the imperial family were finally defeated by him.
Mu Yihong and the others tensed up. Li Dong's defeat had already been expected, but they didn't expect that Li Dong would be so unbearable and defeated by one blow. It's not that Li Dong is not good enough, but that the opponent is too strong.
"Lian Yunji, you go to the second round." Mu Yihong said.
"yes!"
Lian Yunji nodded slightly.
The rest of the clan members looked at Lian Yunji. Unlike Li Dong and others, Lian Yunji had always been taciturn and rarely communicated with others, so the clan members were not very familiar with him.
After sweeping to the stage, Lian Yunji's expression remained as indifferent as before.
The seventh sub-clan also sent the penultimate member, a tall, thin, red-eyed young man, who is also a taciturn guy, without saying a word, he has already made a move.
In the blink of an eye, the red-eyed man appeared in front of Lian Yunji, his hands chopped off, his power was only stronger than that of Wu Xuan just now.
Seeing this, the members of the eleventh tribe felt bitter in their hearts. Are they going to lose again?
But at this moment, Lian Yunji's body was ignited with raging red true essence, and his whole body seemed to be transformed into a ball of flames. With a palm shot, the strength of the two collided together, and the sound of an explosion was heard incessantly.
Lian Yunji and the red-eyed man were both pushed back a certain distance at the same time.
Evenly matched?
Everyone looked at the two in shock, especially the members of the eleventh branch of the tribe. They thought they would lose in a round, but they didn't expect it to be evenly matched, and the strength displayed by Lian Yunji has far exceeded everyone's imagination.
"I didn't expect Lian Yunji to have such a strong strength Since he is so strong, why didn't he join the Babu?"
"Maybe it's because of his personality." This sentence has aroused the approval of many members of the tribe.
However, the strength of Lian Yunji gave hope to the eleventh branch of the tribe. The members of the watching tribe showed joy, and everyone looked at Lian Yunji with anticipation.
"Third Uncle, this Lian Yunji"
Mu Tianling looked at Mu Yihong who was smiling at the corner of his mouth, because among all the people, Mu Yihong was the only one who wasn't surprised at all, but seemed to have already known the strength of Lian Yunji.
"Well, his strength is actually only a little worse than Ming Xiao's. I deliberately didn't let him join the Eight Tribes. Except for me and the Patriarch, no one knows what Lian Yunji's true ability is." Mu Yihong said slowly. Huan said: "He is a genius secretly cultivated by our eleventh branch, and he was originally going to be used in this selection meeting."
Hearing this, Mu Tianling already understood why Mu Yihong agreed to the bet with Mu Yixiao.
With Lian Yunji and Ming Xiao, as long as they can win a game, even if they can't enter the imperial city this time, the eleventh tribe will not lose, and they will have 10% of the resources of the seventh tribe. In the next three years, the eleventh sub-clan can use this part of the resources to cultivate more powerful talents, and in the next selection conference, they can strive for a higher ranking.
Mu Tianling also had to admit that Mu Yihong was indeed much more thoughtful.
Boom boom
The confrontation between Lian Yunji and the red-eyed man has reached a fever pitch, and there are endless explosions on the field. With all their strength, the power released by the two of them made the members of the eleventh tribe present tremble. endlessly.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on it, and even Mu Yixiao from the seventh branch of the tribe withdrew his smile, and his expression became slightly dignified.
Everyone present can see that the strength of the two is between equals, and the outcome is also close to five or five.
As time went by little by little, the depletion of the two people's true energy was getting bigger and bigger.
Suddenly, Lian Yunji slapped the red-eyed man's left shoulder with his palm, and only heard the sound of bones breaking.
To win
The members of the eleventh tribe immediately showed ecstasy.
The red-eyed man, who was about to be slapped away with a palm, suddenly had a strange black light on his body, and he suddenly faced Lian Yunji, and the palm knife slashed on Lian Yunji's abdomen with a fierce aura.
Boom!
The terrifying power shook the dantian of Lianyunji, and his true essence stagnated.
The red-eyed man kicked Lian Yunji in the chest, smashing his sternum into pieces, and Lian Yunji fell to the ground with serious injuries on the spot.
The victory and defeat have been divided!
The ecstasy that the members of the eleventh sub-clan finally showed disappeared immediately. All the members of the clan looked at this scene with regret. They almost won, but they still lost in the end.
Mu Yixiao smiled again.
Mu Yihong, on the other hand, was full of sadness. This game had a chance of winning, but his luck was too bad, so he lost in the end.
Next, is the third game.
It seems that because of Lian Yunji, Mu Yixiao didn't let the members of the tribe enter at will, but appointed someone. Naturally, the members of the tribe who were close to the middle were chosen. There was no suspense in this match. Fly by a punch.
The scene of refining Yunji was just an exception, and the rest of the tribe did not have the ability to refine Yunji.
Then came the fourth game the fifth game
After seeing the clan members in the fifth game being kicked away, the clan members of the eleventh branch became silent and lost five games in a row. Except for the evenly matched game of Lian Yunji, the other four games were all defeated. The opponent was defeated with one blow.
This is simply a great shame for the eleventh sub-tribe.
"Sixth round, Ming Xiao, you go." Mu Yihong said in a deep voice.
Hearing this name, the members of the eleventh tribe rekindled a glimmer of hope. With Ming Xiao, even if they couldn't win two games, they could save face as long as they won one game.
"yes!"
Ming Xiao swept onto the stage, his expression was still extremely calm, and he was not affected in the slightest by the defeat in the previous five games. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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