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Ling Feng was startled. From the moment he made his move, he could already tell that the West River Kingdom's contestant was very strong. However, he didn't expect that Wu Mo would also have such an eye of discernment.

Wu Mo continued: "I recognize this West River Kingdom participant. He is extremely famous in our region, and is known as the Twin Fiends of Xi Chuan.

Xichuan twin fiends were a pair of brothers. The big fiend was called Leng Wubai, the small fiend was called Leng Wublack, and the one who made a move was precisely the small fiend.

The two brothers have extremely high talent for cultivation, so when fighting on the battlefield, we, the generals, were completely unable to fight back at the border. It was only later on that we, the Imperial Advisors, barely managed to pull the situation back, so Mister, you must be careful if you meet these two brothers. "

Ling Feng nodded, raising his head to look, indeed, Leng Wuhei's attacks were sharp, the magic hair was released from his body in a wide range, his movements were fast and nimble, and his control over the battleship was not bad.

Within a dozen rounds, Campeth's player was kicked to the ground, spitting blood.

Mu Laoban nodded to Leng Wuhei, "You're quite talented, you're a good seed. Even I want to take you in as my disciple."

Leng Wuhei was expressionless as he looked coldly at Mu Laoban, "Senior, I already have a master, if there is a chance, I would like to seek your guidance."

Mu Laowu smiled, "To win but not to lose is to win. It is a great development."

The second contestant from the Campeth Kingdom came onto the stage. It was a young man dressed in white clothes, and the young man could already see the power of Leng Wuhei. As soon as Mu Laisan shouted for him to start, he immediately cast his magic.

The Black Demon Ice Shield protecting his body, defending it against fire attacks, dodging left and right, it was actually suppressed.

Ling Feng and Black Ink smiled. "The Black Fiend is going to win again."

"He's already at a disadvantage, how did he win?"

"That Campeshi's contestant was actually quite strong, and his magic condensation speed was also very fast. It was just that he was very eager to win. With this kind of magic cast, his spiritual energy consumption will be very large.

However, the Black Fiend only seems to be able to defend. It is only attacking with defense and is waiting for the Spiritual Energy that was consumed in the previous battle to recover. Once he recovers, he will attack back with all his might and the situation will be reversed. "

Sure enough, within a moment the Campeth players were exhausted. At the same time, Leng Wuhei instantly conjured dozens of ice swords to shoot at the youth in white. The youth had just avoided the first batch of ice swords when the second batch of more than ten ice blades came slashing at him.

The youth was terrified. He used all his remaining spiritual power to jump a few times, but there was still an ice blade that cut into his left shoulder, causing him to bleed profusely.

Third Brother Mu's voice rang: "Third match, victory for the Xichuan Kingdom." Because he had already won two rounds in a row, the West River Kingdom's contestant could enter the arena to rest. The two nations can choose their next competitor. "

Campezzi had no one else to choose, so the last player had to come out ahead of schedule.

This person looked to be in his twenties, had a calm bearing, and a vigorous pace. It seemed that he wasn't weak at all.

Sure enough, this person displayed extraordinary strength the moment he made a move. He had won two contestants from the Xichuan Kingdom in a row.

The Campesino player rested for half an hour and then went on again. This time, Leng Wubai had come out of the ring, and the two fought at a fast pace. In a split-second, they had fought more than thirty rounds, with no victor yet.

"The contestant from Campeshi was very powerful. He was able to fight the White Demon to this extent."

"His cultivation isn't weak, and he doesn't seem that old. There should be a lot of room for growth, and he might even be able to reach the Psionic Heaven Emperor realm."

That Campeth contestant was a metal element mage, while Leng Wubai was a wind element mage. His metal attack power was strong, his wind speed was fast, and his match speed was fast.

But at last, after a hundred moves had passed, that Kampi Kingdom contestant had used too many offensive spells, so he was unable to make it in time. He was caught by Leng Wubai, and was defeated by a single strike.

He might have lost, but he didn't lose in a shameful way. It wasn't because of the battle, but because of the timing.

"The Campethi Kingdom was eliminated, and the Xichuan Kingdom emerged victorious. With this wave of victorious glory, the loser will not be embarrassed. Elder Mu was commenting on this exciting match.

Wu Mo's face turned ugly. "Not very optimistic. Only two of the strongest competitors remain from Xichuan Kingdom."

"Just wait and see. If it's strong, it's strong. But has the Crown Prince never heard of anyone who's strong among all the strong ones?"

Wu Mo gave Ling Feng a profound look, but could not see anything.

Next was the Central Plains Empire versus the Kingdom of Dylan.

The current situation between the Central Plains Empire and the Ilan Kingdom was extremely tense. Both parties were constantly mobilizing, and this led to the enmity of the participants.

A competitor from the Central Plains Empire asked the referee Mu Laowu, "Senior, may I ask if we can determine life or death in this match?"

Mu Laisan was stunned, but he had fought in battles for a long time and had never encountered anything before. He replied coldly, "As long as both sides agree, I am not opposed to it."

The competitor from the Central Plains Empire shouted at Dylan, "You won't only dare to compete at our borders, right?"

Dylan had a total of two contestants. "Life and death battles, each with their own destiny!"

One contestant walked up to the stage from each side. Before the fight even started, their eyes were already on the verge of spitting fire.

Mu Laowu smiled, "Young people these days are really full of firepower, let's do it properly!"

In the blink of an eye, the two contestants moved at the same time.

"Yes." Unexpectedly, the two of them did not dodge. Each time, they would use the ruthless moves that they were adept in.

In just a few rounds, the competitor from the Kingdom of Dylan was knocked to the ground by the Central Plains youth's fiery fist due to the weakening of his spiritual energy. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and this was not the end.

As for that victorious competitor from the Central Plains, he was not in a good mood. His internal spiritual energy was in disarray, and he could no longer fight.

Another contestant from each country also entered the stage. It was the same as the previous contestant from the Central Plains Empire. This time, the contestant who died was from the Central Plains Empire.

The third match could be said to be without suspense.

After the last fight ended, the competitor from the Kingdom of Dylan had already been severely injured, but he would rather die than retreat.

Ling Feng thought to himself, "He's a true man. There's still a talent in the Kingdom of Dylan."

Just as everyone expected, the competitor from the Central Plains Empire used a few of his Fourth Tier Magic Skills and easily turned the Dilan Kingdom's fighter into a corpse.

The prince of the Kingdom of Dylan personally went up to the stage to bury the corpse of his national contestant, only to see tears streaming down his face.

Suddenly, he viciously shouted at the participants from the Central Plains Empire, "Don't worry, the blood of our good men won't go down in vain. You will pay the price for this."

The competitor from the Central Plains Empire had a cold expression on his face as he shouted, "Hmph, ant shaking tree, how dare a small kingdom challenge our powerful Central Plains Empire."

Mu Laisan looked down on him, "Talking is meaningless, please return to my place and begin the next round of the drawing of lots."

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