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Chapter 2119: Battle in the Ring

"Yes, Emperor Yuan Ran!"

"Yes, Emperor Yuan Ran!"

...

Wen Yan, countless warriors, quickly agreed.

"Bendi's words have not been finished!"

"In the first round of evaluation, only one hundred people will be left in the end, and the victory will continue to be evaluated until the last one hundred people are left!"

Emperor Yuan Ran's expression was incomparable.

"There are only one hundred people left in the end!"

"Boss, the top ten people who participated in the battle for the honor list do not say 100,000, at least there are 20,000 people!"

"In the end, there will be only one hundred people left. It seems that this first round of war will be ten days and a half!"

At the end of the hearing, there were only one hundred people left. In Xiaojiao's eyes, there was a flash of light and a deep voice.

"No matter what the rules are, no matter how many people are left to participate in the further assessment, I don't want to ask the sky to be the last person standing!"

Clang's powerful voice sounded, and a firm gaze rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Boss, I believe you!"

"We all believe in you, even if only one person is left, the winner is the boss!"

Looking at Mo Wentian's confident look, Xiao Jiao quickly encouraged.

"Ok!"

Mo Wentian lightly nodded.

"Tianhu, Youer, you have to pay special attention!"

"There are so many people here, you should follow Xiaojiao and Huantian as well!"

Suddenly, it seemed to think of something, Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao and You'er, and there was a worry in his eyes.

"Boss, Tianhu and You'er are handed over to me and Xiaojiao, you are good to participate, we will protect them well!"

"Yeah, boss, we will take good care of you, Tianhu, and I will take care of you!"

As Mo Wentian said this, Huantian and Xiaojiao said quickly.

Their eyes are full of confidence.

That looks like, as long as they are there, Tianhu and You'er, nothing will happen, although rest assured.

Especially Xiaojiao, his eyes at the moment looked towards You'er, and the tenderness in his eyes naturally revealed.

"Uh huh!"

"Anything, just tell me!"

Mo Wentian looked at Huantian and Xiaojiao's confident faces. In Mo Wentian's eyes, there was a flash of light and cold voice.

"Boss, you can rest assured to participate in the battle for the honor list is that the rest of the matter is to me and Xiaojiao!"

"Yeah, boss, leave this matter to us!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's instructions, Huantian and Xiaojiao slightly curled their lips and raised a curved arc.

Looking at them, Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with light.

Although the two were very confident that they could take good care of Tianhu and You'er, but they couldn't tell why, Mo Wentian always had a bad hunch in his heart.

He always felt that what happened to Tianhu and You'er in the process of participating in the battle for the honor list.

"The draw begins!"

At this moment, Yuan Ran's voice sounded.

"Yes Yes!"

As Emperor Yuan Ran made this remark, countless martial artists raised their eyes in the eyes.

They looked at the jade plate above the ring, and then a figure rose from the sky and headed towards the ring.

This figure is none other than the young master of Qingtian Realm.

Seeing this, one by one quickly went to the ring, picked up the sign, Mo Wentian also walked towards the ring.

"Boy, you better not meet me!"

And at this moment, the young master of Qingtian Realm looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes full of war.

At the next moment, this person did not hesitate, reaching for the ball directly on the jade plate.

"boom……"

Young Master Qingtianjie crushed a small ball directly. As the ball crushed, a number appeared.

tenth!

It was the Tenth that Young Master Qingtianjie had drawn.

"I will come too, I must draw a good number!"

"I hope this time I can draw a weak opponent!"

"Yeah, I also hope I won't draw a strong enemy, at least let me win in the first battle!"

"I'm here to win glory for my world. If I can survive a few more rounds in this discussion, my goal will be achieved!"

"I just hope I can win the first round!"

...

As the young master Qingtianjie shot, a figure fell before the jade plate.

For a moment, each number appeared.

Countless of the disciples who came to participate in the battle for the honor list were drawn.

Some of them like to worry about some people, some people have too much strength, they even want to admit defeat directly, but think of their own world, bite their teeth and persist.

A quarter of an hour passed, and there were only two small **** left in the jade plate.

"Boy, why don't you go to draw lots?"

"Are you afraid?"

"If you are scared, get out early, or wait for me to win the top 100, which is your death!"

And at this moment, watching Mo Wentian hadn't gone to the lottery, the young master of Optimus Realm walked directly towards Mo Wentian with a sarcastic expression.

At the same time, the killing intention of this person rose even more.

If it were n’t for the battle of respecting the list, it would n’t be possible to kill people before the battle in the ring, he had already shot towards Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian has not drawn a lot. From this person's perspective, he thought Mo Wentian was afraid.

After all, Mo Wentian's cultivation practice is nothing but the early stage of Tianzun.

But what he did not know was that Mo Wentian was not afraid at all, but Mo Wentian asked everyone to smoke first.

It doesn't matter if he draws the last one, it doesn't matter if he meets anyone.

"Scared?"

"Just because you also want to kill Ben Emperor, let alone one, you will not be Ten's opponent!"

Listening to the ironic words of Young Master Qingtianjie, Mo Wentian said coldly.

"None of my ten is your opponent?"

"Boy, you are very arrogant, I want to see if your strength is directly proportional to your arrogance!"

It is said that Young Master Qingtianjie is almost blown away, but he knows the size, just looking at Mo Wentian's eyes, the murderous intention is boundless.

If the eyes can kill people, Mo Wentian at the moment doesn't know how many times he was beheaded.

"Mary ants, wait for you to enter the first one hundred, then come and behead me!"

A icy voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes raised a cold cold mango.

"Buzz ..."

And at this moment, a figure appeared on the ring.

This figure, although dressed in men's clothes, exudes a fragrance, a unique fragrance of women.

Needless to say, Mo Wentian knows that this person must not be a man, but a woman.

The breath of this person has reached the realm of heavenly respect, and her look is even more indifferent.

Without any hesitation, the man stretched out his slim jade hand and directly crushed one of the only two small **** above the ring.

"Sixteen!"

As the ball shattered, a number appeared in the void.

"A strong man is here again!"

Mo Wentian looked at this figure, and a complex light flashed in his eyes.

"Since only the last one is left, it is mine!"

Suddenly, it seemed that he remembered something, Mo Wentian flickered and walked towards the ring.

As Mo Wentian crushed the ball, a number appeared in the void.

"Ten thousand and one!"

There was a whisper in Mo Wentian's eyes.

What Mo Wentian drew was actually No. 10001.

"Take one to fifty disciples and participate in the ring battle. According to statistics, there are twenty thousand disciples participating in the ring this time!"

"This disciple who has drawn 10,01 is directly in a bye. Whoever has drawn 10,01 is also lucky, and can advance to the next round without a fight!

In the void, Yuan Ran's voice sounded.

"By-bye? Who is No. 10001? This luck is too good!"

Wen Yan, young master of Qingtianjie, a look of envy rose in his eyes, and the words were sour.