Mohist martial arts can be divided into three stages.

The first stage is a single battle.

The second stage is drawing lots and fighting.

The third stage is group fighting.

The so-called single battle is the first place vs. the second place, the third place vs. the fourth place, and so on. The winner gets one point.

The draw battle literally means that everyone draws lots to choose the opponent without knowing who the enemy is. The weak one can easily pass the test and get one point. If the strong one is drawn, he will have to admit that he is unlucky.

’s share.

The last stage is the group battle. In the end of the ten-person battle, only two winners will get one point, and the rest will get no points.

Under the leadership of Mo Lei, a group of people arrived at the Mohist Arena, which is only opened once every three years.

The shape of the venue is somewhat similar to the Colosseum in ancient Rome. The surrounding area has already been filled with spectators, and the ten successors have been arranged in ten directions of the Colosseum.

Su Yin was sitting on a bench, with his legs resting on the railing of the stand. Sitting on the ground were Mo Lei, the head of the Mo family, Mo Tianlei, the eldest son, and a group of elders from the Mo family. Next to the elders of the Mo family,

Lan Hengsheng stared at Su Yin with a sinister smile, but the Immortal Killing Cult Master was not with him.

"Ahem——" At this time, a middle-aged man stood in the middle of the Colosseum, and the sound made by his inner strength echoed throughout the Colosseum.

The middle-aged man coughed slightly and signaled everyone to quiet down. He held up the black and white list in his hand and said, "Now I will list the names for next year's competition. Mo Tianxin, leader of the Immortal Slaughter."

When the middle-aged man finished speaking, the crowd in the stands became excited again.

Not only the audience, but also Mo Lei, Mo Tianlei and the elders of the Mo family were all surprised.

It is an unwritten rule of the Mohist family that one can ask outsiders to help in martial arts, as long as that person has the strength.

But no one could have imagined that Mo Tianxin would invite the leader of the Immortal Killing Cult.

Others don't know, but Su Yin and Mo Tianlei know that there must be something good that Lan Hengsheng did.

Lan Hengsheng, who was sitting in the stands, sneered and looked at Su Yin's eyes, as if he was saying this again. If you don't die, the Japanese master will definitely make you die in an ugly way.

Lan Hengsheng has formed an alliance with a branch of the Mo family, with the purpose of killing Su Yin and removing Mo Yuyan from the list of successors.

Involuntarily, Mo Tianlei looked at Su Yin, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Zhizhi——"

Yuan Ni, who was hiding under Su Yin's sleeves, revealed his little head and listened to the middle-aged man's words with a pair of red eyes full of confusion.

The leader of the Killing Immortal Cult must be the guy who was yelled at by him last time for vomiting blood. I didn’t expect him to be still alive.

It's also my fault that I haven't fully recovered my skills after sleeping for a thousand years, otherwise I wouldn't be able to let the old immortal live to this day.

But to put it another way, if Yuan Ni's power had recovered and he had roared to death the leader of the Immortal Killing Cult, Su Yin would have been dead long ago.

Su Yinyu gently patted the heads of Yuan Ni and the Holy Spirit Beast, and motioned them to stay away. The leader of the Immortal Killer was not an easy person to deal with. If the leader of the Immortal Killer discovered the existence of these two people, there would definitely be a stir.

There was an uproar.

She didn't want her identity to be exposed before she got the original blood, which would be a waste.

Yuan Ni and the Holy Spirit Beast knew what Su Yin was thinking about. They flashed and the two figures, one black and one white, disappeared in an instant.
Chapter completed!