Hu Tian was very fast, and he had caught up with Li Ke in just about half a minute. Unfortunately, Li Ke had already arrived at his most ideal battle location.

When he saw Li Ke standing still, Hou Tian had an ominous premonition in his heart. When he stabbed Li Ke with a sword but only stabbed a phantom, he finally understood what Li Ke’s conspiracy was?

"Damn it, it's actually an illusion array. I didn't expect this guy to use the formation set up by Lieshan Sect before. Isn't this a fucking cheating?" Hou Tian was angry and couldn't help but curse.

Li Ke's clever approach also caused the heads and elders of various sects in front of the Water Mirror to fall into quarrel.

"Foofing isn't this cheating?" A leader who has always been with Dongfu Jianmen couldn't help but say angrily.

"Oh, Master Liu is such a bad word." Bai Tianfu said with a smile, "You must know that this will not only be us watching here, but also the Lieshan Sect's people are watching elsewhere. If this is really unruly, I believe they will stop it. But now that there is no, then this must be what they have agreed to."

Some people agree with Bai Tianfu's words, and some people disagree with it. However, since there were no elders from Dongfu Sword Sect coming today, no one naturally spoke up against Bai Tianfu. Even the previous leader Liu may not have been out of feelings for Dongfu Sword Sect. You must know that he has put a lot of spirit stones on the monks of Dongfu Sword Sect.

At this time, Zhao Zishan, who was the city lord, said a fair word, "Since the rules were determined by several seniors of Lieshan Sect, they naturally have the final say whether to commit a foul or not, and maybe their original intention is like this. I have heard that many major sects in the Tianmu Domain have such trials for disciples, and maybe the seniors just want to take the opportunity to polish them."

Zhao Zishan's words have always been quite convincing, and everyone agreed. Of course, there are a few people who are focusing on Dongfu Jianmen who are not so willing to listen. They said with a thorny voice, "If you are in the mood to see this place, it's better to care more about your baby son. I think of him, but I can't hold on."

Zhao Zishan frowned and moved his eyes to Zhao Tianbao with this sentence. Sure enough, Zhao Tianbao has been suppressed by Zu Ming in all aspects. Speaking of which, the magic tricks between the two did not obviously restrain each other, and their cultivation was also the eight veins. It was indeed a bit embarrassing to be beaten like this by Zu Ming.

After barely holding on for a few more times, Zhao Tianbao's white light flashed outside the formation, and his score was finally frozen at the not-so-good score of four points.

The first thing Zhao Tianbao thought of after coming out of the formation was to run away.

How could he not know that his father was here today? His bad behavior today would inevitably anger his father. He didn't want to be captured by Zhao Zishan to practice any basic skills. Although he left home because he wanted to find a way to defeat Murong Yun, how could he want to go back and live a hellish life again after leaving home and enjoying the breath of freedom?

However, after thinking for a long time, Zhao Tianbao still sat dejectedly on the ground. He could run toward him. Not to mention that he would also participate in the next round of the competition. His father is the city lord of Kuraki City and has a wide range of friends. Unless he leaves Kuraki City, he will run there the same way.

Just as Zhao Tianbao was thinking about what reason to defend his father, another white light flashed, and what came out was Mo Tong, who everyone thought was pretty good before.

"Hey, this woman has come out too, it shouldn't be so good. She is not as good as that. Could it be that she was hit by Huo Sixian?" Zhao Tianbao couldn't help but think began to diverge again when he saw Mo Tong.

It is really not as regretful as the last time when Mo Tong was eliminated this time. Last time, he made many fatal mistakes because of his lack of experience in fighting. This time, Mo Tong at least thought that his strength was basically exerted and caused considerable damage to the opponent. In the end, he was just not strong enough. Although he was a little dissatisfied with his score, he would not regret it like in the first round.

As a cultivator who was eliminated even higher, Zhao Tianbao was regarded as a joke by the old guys, but Mo Tong did not. Because her opponent was one of the strongest monks in this competition, Murong Yun, the eldest disciple of Bai Fengshan. Moreover, Murong Yun did not win completely. The three blood holes on his right shoulder and his soft right arm are the best proof of Mo Tong's strength.

Of course, as an old friend, Murong Yun, the disciple of Bai Tianfu and Zhao Zishan's son Zhao Tianbao were "close" friends before, at least in the minds of the two elders. But now the two have opened up such a big gap, which makes Zhao Zishan feel a little angry, thinking in his mind whether it was a wrong decision to let him go out alone.

Zhao Zishan suppressed his anger and said to Bai Tianfu, and ran quickly towards the foot of Moyun Mountain. He wanted to teach this incompetent son a lesson.

Zhao Tianbao didn't know that bad luck was about to come to him at this time. After Mo Tong came out to interrupt his thoughts, he actually sat there and admired the other people's game.

"Sure enough, the one who fought with me was Zu Ming just now. Alas, only his sword technique can push me to this point. What a pity, if I meet a monk like Yue Ziyuan, I will be sure to win." Zhao Tianbao said to himself as he looked at the water mute mirror.

"Hey, Zhao Tianbao, it's not good to talk about others behind their backs." Yue Ziyuan said in a bad tone. He saw that his teammates in the first round wanted to say hello, but he didn't expect that he had just come here and heard such an evaluation. Yue Ziyuan, who has always been gentle, was slightly angry.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Yue? You were eliminated so early? Alas, with your strength, this is such a pity." Zhao Tianbao turned his head and greeted Yue Ziyuan naturally, as if what he said just now was not what he said at all.

Yue Ziyuan smiled and said, "Your brother, Yue Ziyuan, don't dare to be yours. After all, you are the one who is sure to win by you. How can you have any strength?"

"It's just a joke, why should Brother Yue take it seriously?" Zhao Tianbao said with a smile, "We are all people who were eliminated early on. Shouldn't we comfort each other?"

"Looking at your current state, I don't seem to need comfort?" A powerful voice suddenly rang behind Zhao Tianbao.

Zhao Tianbao was almost frightened when he heard this sound, but after thinking about the consequences of running away, he stood there and stood there.

Zhao Tianbao turned his head stiffly, and shouted respectfully with a smile on his face that looked bitter like this, "Dad, you are here."
Chapter completed!