Due to the large number of Nanyuan disciples, this first round of elimination lasted for four days before it came to an end.
During these four days of competition, Mo Zhiyao felt extremely bored.
Because in this first round of eliminations, there was no exciting fight worthy of his attention.
For example, Bai Xie and the others were able to qualify for promotion with great ease.
Although their opponents did not have an own incident like Mo Zhiyao's, they basically gave in and stepped down very simply.
And as the first ray of morning light on the fifth day jumped up from the eastern horizon and shone on the earth, Nanyuan, which had been quiet due to the fall of night, began to boil again.
Many Nanyuan disciples rushed to the competition venue in small groups, eagerly awaiting the start of the second round.
Everyone knows that as this second round of competition unfolds, the truly exciting battle will also begin.
Because after the initial elimination, those who can stay are already the best among the many disciples.
After all the disciples had arrived, and after waiting for less than half an hour, a group of Nanyuan elders, led by the great elder Zuo Changfeng, also arrived one after another, announcing that the second round of the knockout competition had officially begun.
Looking at the young men with fiery eyes below, Zuo Changfeng's eyes flashed with a look of satisfaction, and then a faint voice came from his mouth.
"The Sky-Splitting Ranking Competition, the second round of eliminations begins" The sound that echoed in the mid-air immediately detonated the atmosphere of the whole place.
As pairs of figures entered the arena, battles that were much more exciting than the first round knockout games were revealed to everyone.
On the ten platforms, there are extremely powerful spiritual energy fluctuations, rippling in the space.
Bursts of spiritual power explosions sounded like a series of thunders, resounding one after another.
Mo Zhiyao looked at the figures colliding with each other below with hot eyes, but he was looking forward to it, hoping that it would be his turn to appear soon.
The Sky-Splitting Ranking Competition lasted for five full days, and Mo Zhiyao, who didn't even make it to one, was extremely depressed.
For him, a war-crazed fighting maniac, standing aside and watching others take action was simply a form of tremendous torture.
"The next match will be a battle between Gong Hao and Gong Hao."
Elder Fenkong, who was standing in mid-air, seemed to whet his appetite when he said this.
He paused and glanced at Mo Mo, who was full of expectations, with a playful look.
After a while, he continued: "Heavenly disciple, Mo Zhiyao."
"Finally it's my turn."
After hearing his name coming out of Elder Fenkong's mouth, Mo Zhiyao clenched his fist fiercely, and then looked nervous again.
"This Gong Hao, doesn't his butt hurt?"
"Don't worry, it won't happen this time."
Bai Xie, who had always been with Mo Zhiyao and the others, looked at Mo Zhiyao with a funny look on his face and said.
"This Gong Hao was seventh in the last Sky-Splitting Ranking Competition.
He can be regarded as a truly strong one among the disciples.
He will not be defeated without a fight like Xia Zheng."
"Last time he ranked seventh on the Sky-Splitting Ranking," Mo Zhiyao suddenly had a dignified look in his eyes when he heard this.
Being able to rank seventh among the talented Nanyuan, Gong Hao's strength can be considered extremely powerful.
"It seems that this time, we can have a good fight."
Mo Zhiyao nodded, and then after saying hello to a few people around him, he flashed and fell onto a platform below. superior.
After Mo Zhiyao fell, a figure also shot from the other direction and landed lightly opposite Mo Zhiyao.
The visitor was wearing a black tights, with a slightly thin body, and the exposed skin was unusually fair.
He had a good appearance, a pair of narrow eyes and thin lips, and the whole person gave people a cold feeling.
The aura emanating from his body showed that he was in the late stage of Hedao of the Six Marks.
"As expected of seventh place in the last Sky-Splitting Ranking Competition, he is indeed a tough opponent."
Mo Zhiyao half-squinted his eyes as he carefully looked at the young man in black across from him, Gong Hao.
While Mo Zhiyao was looking at him, Gong Hao was also looking at Mo Zhiyao, and then a somewhat sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a slightly sharp voice came from his mouth.
"Junior Brother Mo, I have admired your name for a long time, please show mercy."
"Senior Brother Gong is so polite."
Seeing that Gong Hao was very polite in his words, Mo Zhiyao smiled lightly and said.
"The game begins!"
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Elder Fenkong's low voice echoed in the air, interrupting the conversation between the two.
"Senior Brother Gong, please enlighten me."
After Elder Fenkong finished speaking, Mo Zhiyao raised his hand towards him.
Then, a powerful fluctuation of spiritual power, with a roaring sound, burst out of his body like a flood.
It surged out and spread around.
"Please."
Seeing this, Gong Hao returned the favor.
Immediately, a powerful aura that was slightly stronger than Mo Zhiyao surged out of his body, and finally turned into a strange black mist, lingering in the air.
All over the body.
As this black spiritual power spread, the temperature on the platform also dropped a lot, and the entire space became a bit eerie.
As the two men released their breath, the surrounding noise immediately weakened and even disappeared completely.
Countless eyes were all gathered here.
Obviously, compared to the other nine battlefields, Mo Zhiyao and Gong Hao's place is more attractive.
Mo Zhiyao is currently in the limelight, and everyone wants to see if this new dark horse, who has risen as quickly as a comet, can maintain his undefeated reputation when facing off against veteran powerhouses.
After all, this was Mo Zhiyao's first time fighting against a truly strong person among Nanyuan's disciples.
On the surface, Mo Zhiyao's aura was slightly weaker than Gong Hao's, but no one, including Gong Hao himself, would look down upon Mo Zhiyao because of this.
A person who can beat Huya Feng, who is the number one member of the Demon Soul Sect, into disgrace, would be an idiot to underestimate him.
"Is it the power of the dark spirit?"
Mo Zhiyao felt the fluctuations of spiritual energy emanating from Gong Hao opposite him, and his pupils narrowed slightly.
People who practice side-attribute spiritual power such as the power of dark spirits are extremely difficult to deal with.
Back when Mo Zhiyao was still in Beiyuan, he almost fell into the hands of Kuizong Shadow.
If he hadn't possessed the eternal demonic essence, his end would have been extremely miserable.
"As expected of a veteran powerhouse from Nanyuan.
He has the same level of cultivation, but his aura is much more powerful than that of Tiger Fang Feng."
A trace of solemnity crept into Mo Zhiyao's eyeballs, and he stared at the opposite person closely.
Gong Hao and Mo Zhiyao's hands danced dazzlingly complex handprints directly in front of him.
"The beast soul transforms into thunder and fire," a low roar came from Mo Zhiyao's throat.
At the same time, as Mo Zhiyao's voice fell, a terrifying wave of spiritual energy swept away from him like a tide.
Although Gong Hao's cultivation level was much stronger than that of Huya Feng, Mo Zhiyao's current cultivation level had also greatly increased, so he only used two attributes of the beast soul transformation.
Even so, the fierce momentum rising into the sky like a hurricane made the face of Gong Hao on the opposite side suddenly change.
"Junior Brother Mo, I'm offended."
Gong Hao shouted in a low voice.
He held his hands, and the powerful black spiritual power surged into two dark daggers.
Then he kicked the ground with the soles of his feet, and his body shape was like a Like black lightning, it tore the air in front of him, and in a flash, he appeared on the other side of Mo Zhiyao.
Then, he waved his arms, leaving a blurry afterimage in the sky at a rapid speed.
The sharp vigor of the poisonous snakes, with a harsh sound of breaking through the air, shot toward him like lightning from all extremely tricky angles.
Mo Zhiyao came with a violent thrust.
"Lie" The unparalleled sharp force formed a series of solid rays in front of the dagger, and the space at the edge was exposed to the strong wind, and tiny cracks appeared.
As soon as he took action, Gong Hao showed great strength.
Such a fierce attack was not weaker than Huya Feng who had transformed into a monster form.
The fierce energy in Mo Zhiyao's eyes grew bigger and bigger, and in the next moment, bright golden light surged out of his body and spread all over the skin of his body.
Mo Zhiyao's hands were linked to the point of a sword, and then his arms flashed.
The speed was so fast that even the afterimage could not be left behind.
Of the people watching the battle, only a few could clearly see the movements of his arms.
"Ding ding ding ding" The clear and crisp clashing sounds like firecrackers resounded.
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Mo Zhiyao's sword fingers were so precise that it was unbelievable, and they met Gong Hao's pair of spiritual daggers without any mistake.
Both of them were fighting fast.
During the fight, the invisible sound waves made people's eardrums hurt, and many people had a look of horror in their eyes.
Among the crowd, there was a figure exuding such unparalleled domineering power.
His sharp eyes were fixed on Mo Zhiyao who was fighting in the field.
Deep in his eyes, there was a hint of hidden shock.
The arms held in front of the chest and the palms at the front slowly clenched.
And in another place, that beautiful figure as cold as an iceberg, in a pair of bright eyes, the eyes were slightly condensed.
Mo Yan and Ge Shu Hongyan saw Mo Zhiyao and a strong man of this level doing something for the first time, so they naturally had their own thoughts in their hearts.
In the field, when he saw that Mo Zhiyao was holding back such a high-speed attack, Gong Hao's eyes suddenly flashed with coldness, and his body twisted strangely, no longer confronting Mo Zhiyao head-on.
Then, the spiritual energy in the palms of both hands surged out, and the two black daggers formed by the condensed spiritual energy suddenly shot out, and went straight to Mo Zhiyao's face at a speed that caught people off guard.
Shoot away.
"Shua" The arm filled with metallic luster moved sideways at this moment, smashed on the two spiritual daggers, and blocked Gong Hao's sharp attack.
The fierce force directly destroyed the two spiritual daggers, turning them into two black light spots and disappearing in mid-air.
Then, without any pause, Mo Zhiyao reached out with his arms, and two sword fingers as sharp as sword blades pierced through the void and stabbed directly at Gong Hao's vitals
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