The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Originally, he could take the Xiao family's quota to participate in the resource competition two days later. Ye Mo was not interested in those resources. It is precious and must be obtained.

When Ye Mo walked to the streets of Shiyan City, he saw that the huge square of Shiyan City was already full of people, which was unprecedentedly lively.

The square in Shiyan City can accommodate tens of thousands of people, and the ground is paved with hard stone slabs. A temporary competition ring was set up in the center of the square, and a middle-aged man was standing on the ring, talking loudly.

"Patriarchs, in the Mohist resource competition two days later, the Qin family, the Ye family and the Xiao family have given us small families a place. For the sake of fairness, each family can send out a family representative to compete on stage, and the strongest will be able to compete." To fight on behalf of our small families, our small families don't ask for anything, just want to win for us, and grab more resources in the Mohist resource competition."

"clap clap"

The people around applauded one after another, and the scene was very lively. Some small families in Shiyan City are not weak. Like the Leng family, Luo family, and Xiang family, the young geniuses of the families all have things in the third level of the Qi-creating realm, and the strength of the young geniuses has reached the fifth and sixth levels of the Qi-creating realm.

And Ye Mo also saw Leng Leng from the crowd, Ye Mo walked over as soon as he moved, and when Leng Leng saw Ye Mo, his eyes lit up, he rushed over, pulled Ye Mo's arm, and shouted He said joyfully, "Brother Ye Mo, why are you here?"

"I was kicked out by the Xiao family!" Ye Mo shrugged and said.

Leng Leng was puzzled, and blinked his big eyes, as if he knew the inside story, but Leng Leng did not call the name, and comforted: "Brother Ye Mo, the Xiao family can't stay, so come to my Leng family. Although my Leng family is not as good as Xiao home, but it can also accommodate you, a great god."

Although Leng Leng is unruly and capricious, he is kind by nature. After hearing Leng Leng's words, Ye Mo was moved and said with a smile, "Haha, what's the situation now?"

"Now we, the small families of Shiyan City, are competing for the only place, but our Leng family has no points." Leng Leng said with a small mouth.

"Doesn't your Leng family have any stronger young warriors?" Ye Mo asked.

This time, the competition has a wider age group, and all warriors under the age of 20 can participate, and perhaps there will be warriors at the seventh level of Qi creation state.

"That group of people can't beat me and my brother. It's better to let them play than let me play. I'm also here to join in the fun." said coldly.

Ye Mo nodded and continued to look at the ring.

"As for the rules of this competition, as long as it doesn't hurt people's lives, is there any strong young talent who wants to be the first to play?" The middle-aged man said, his eyes could not help but look around.

Afterwards, a stern man with long hair in black jumped onto the ring, cupped his hands at the middle-aged man, and said flatly, "Luo family, Luo Tong!"

"It's Luo Tong from the Luo family. It is said that this Luo Tong was ranked sixth in last year's Shiyan Ranking Competition, and almost entered the three major leagues. Judging by his aura, he should have reached the sixth level of Qi-creating Realm. "

"It seems that Luo Tong is going to represent our small family to fight for the resources of the Mo family."

Just when everyone was discussing, a young man in gray jumped onto the ring. The young man was carrying a long sword on his back. He looked at Luo Tong with disdain and said, "Luo Tong, last time I lost to you, this time , you want to win me, but it's not that simple."

"Isn't he the Xiang family's Xiang Wentian? Unexpectedly, he also broke through to the sixth level of the Qi creation state. It seems that it is not certain who will win."

"Last year, Xiang Wentian lost to Luo Tong in the competition for the Shiyan Ranking. Today, the match is suspended."

Luo Tong and Xiang Wentian are both martial artists at the sixth level of Qi-creating Realm. The weapons they use are all high-grade ordinary weapons, and their martial arts skills are not much different. If you want to decide the winner, it depends on the actual combat experience of the two.

Luo Tong and Xiang Wentian were indeed deadly enemies. Before they could say a word, they fought. Both of them held long swords, and each move carried a sharp edge. Luo Tong practiced Xuanshui Jue , the sword moves are full of femininity, while Xiang Wentian's practice of Tiangang Jue, the sword moves are extremely fierce.

"Brother Ye Mo, who do you think will win?" He coldly hugged Ye Mo's arm and said.

"Let's go to Xiang Wentian. Although the two are on equal footing now, Xiang Wentian's actual combat experience is obviously better than Luo Tong's. Within 10 rounds, Luo Tong will definitely lose his position." Ye Mo said lightly.

Ye Mo's strength has reached the second level of Qi-creating Realm, and the brain entrance can withstand the power of eight dragons, and the nerve response speed is very fast. There is another saying that this nerve response speed reaches the True Yuan Realm, and that is the power of the soul.

The stronger the power of the soul, the stronger the ability to see things, and reach a higher level. The power of the soul can even attack others.

The power of the eight dragons attacked Ye Mo's brain entrance, and Ye Mo's soul power also increased sharply. Everything around him became clearer, and the power of the dragon had an effect that other warriors did not have. is simulated.

Ye Mo reached the air-creating state and used the power of the dragon to simulate the incomplete formation-breaking spear technique. Naturally, Ye Mo could simulate the next battle between Luo Tong and Xiang Wentian.

Sure enough, within a few moves, Luo Tong's sword pierced towards his head, leaning forward to ask the world, the sword in his hand also suddenly stabbed towards Luo Tong's shoulder, the Tiangang Jue was extremely strong, and the move was swift and fierce, like The Lightning Cheetah instantly picked Luo Tong's shoulder.

"Puff!"

The blood was raging, Luo Tong let out a pain, and the sword in his hand fell off, and then his face was gloomy.

"You lost!" Xiang Wentian said.

"Hmph, I will pay back the debt!" Luo Tong held his shoulders, picked up the sword, jumped away, and disappeared into the crowd.

"This Xiang Wentian is really amazing. Patriarch Xiang, your family has a genius." The patriarch of one of the families said flatteringly.

"What kind of genius is that? I didn't even get into the Three Leagues. Those who got into the Three Leagues are the real geniuses." Patriarch Xiang said with a hearty smile.

"Three alliances are not the only ones coming in and out. With Xiang Wentian's strength, joining the Chen family's army, the future is limitless!"

Several Patriarchs chatted for a while, and then turned their attention to the ring, but Xiang Wentian was standing on the ring, but no one came on stage.

"Leng Leng, with his strength, there is no chance of winning in Lingkudong. Does the ring have to be a representative of the family?" Seeing that no one was on stage, Ye Mo began to say that this spot is the only one he has won the Medicine King Collection Opportunity.

"Yes!" said coldly.

"What if I want to go up? Do you have any idea?" Ye Mo said.

Hearing the words coldly, she blushed prettyly and said, "Yes!"

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