The development of Marlborough in the North has fallen into a temporary stagnation, which seems to be in a dilemma, but in fact, it is secretly preparing to blow the clarion call of counterattack. Mo Li left all this to Guoguo to carry out. Apart from accompanying his two daughters in Wanbao Pavilion, he ran to Donghua College from time to time. No one knows what he is busy with, even Mo Zhiyin and Guoguo, who sleep together all night.

Half a month's finishing period is fleeting, and the final round of ranking competition of the college is finally coming. Compared with the previous rounds, there are few competitors left, but the scene is more hot. If entering the inner court is equivalent to opening up a smooth road of cultivation, then obtaining the qualification of purgatory trial means that five super powers will be born in the future.

Among the remaining nine people, Mo Li paid special attention to five: Ma Jia Ma Hong, Yan Jia Yan Zicheng, Peng Jia Peng Xu, and the other two were Chu Ying and Lu Wanyu. She is old to Miss Lu. Mo Li is also surprised by the resilience of the woman. Her strength is at the bottom of the nine. I'm afraid it's hard to move on. Chu Ying's strength is not much better than Lu Wanyu's. during this period, Mo Li would go to Zhuyuan every day to instruct her to practice, and the effect was obvious. I hope she can draw a good sign and enter purgatory as she wishes.

The drawing of the ranking match is carried out on the spot, and the rules are even more simple and rough. One of the nine people is in a round, and the remaining eight people fight in pairs, and the loser is eliminated. After hearing the rules, Mo Li almost bit his tongue. I thought that the key campaign would choose a fair and safe way, but the college came up with such a lucky plan! What surprised him even more was that after the rules were announced, neither the contestants nor the onlookers felt too surprised.

"Don't leave childe, how do you look a little surprised?" Looking at Mo Li's incredible eyes, Wen Ying asked. Ranking game wind Zhiyuan will be the referee, so only Mo Li and the leaders of the four forces are left to watch in the attic.

"I think this rule is a little strange..." Mo Li said frankly.

"Ha ha ha... Nothing strange. It's a rule that has been passed on for thousands of years Wen Ying smiles and goes on to explain: "East Lake is different from other continents. Apart from the Chinese style, he also believes that there is destiny in the dark. Each ranking competition will have a round, to see is luck. Of course, entering purgatory must have a strong foundation as a guarantee, so the rule of five out of nine was drawn up. "

i see! Mo Li suddenly realized and nodded. It's true that Donghu people always believe in Qi Yun. No wonder they are so independent.

"By the way, Mr. Mo Li, I heard that the Dean invited you to help escort the students into Purgatory, but what happened?" It was ma Junsheng, the owner of the Ma family, who asked questions. The other people immediately followed this question and looked at Mo Li. The news is very popular, but there is no way to tell whether it is true or false.

Mo Li nodded his head and said with a smile, "that's right."

Feng Zhiyuan did invite him to help escort. The entrance of the purgatory tower is limited. At the strongest, only half saints are allowed to enter, and only six people can enter each time. The reason why the old man asked Mo Li to help escort is very simple. In his opinion, no one under the saint is Mo Li's opponent. Of course, there must be a deeper intention.

"It turns out that the rumors outside are true!" Ma Junsheng sighed. He looked at Yan Xuan vaguely. He arched his hand with a smile and said, "please don't leave me. I hope I can take care of my honger after I go in."

Mo Li was stunned, nodded and said with a smile: "of course!"

Before the ranking match, this guy has already decided that Mahong can be in the top five?

"Brother Ma, we haven't even started drawing lots. We can't say the final result!" Peng Zhao, the owner of Peng's family, squints and sneers.

"Yes? I wish hong'er and your grandson would be the same. " Ma Junsheng curled his lips with disdain.

Peng Zhao took a puff from the corner of his mouth and stopped answering. His grandson's talent and strength are not weak, but there is a certain gap compared with Ma Hong. If he is right, he will be defeated.

"Ha ha ha... Every time we enter purgatory, our four families will occupy at least two seats. I'm afraid it's hard to realize this time." Yan Jiong also began to coax. The implication is to ask home. This time, there are no disciples to participate in the competition. Wen Ying is simply following the crowd.

"Brother Yan is right. It's just that Tiange and Tianxiang are not so lucky. " Wen Ying just didn't care and chuckled, not angry.

Several people secretly exchanged words. With a white robed wind, Zhiyuan stepped onto the high platform, immediately sat down and looked at the draw table nervously.

The jade plates engraved with the names of nine people are placed in a closed wooden box and picked out in turn by Feng Zhiyuan. In accordance with the order of the battle, did not draw a round.

The old man solemnly straightened his clothes and reached into the wooden box.

"Peng Xu!"

The first one got his grandson, and Peng Zhao's face became tense. I just hope you don't draw Mahong or Yan Zicheng. They are not so easy to deal with.

After showing the name of the first jade card to the public for a while, Feng Zhiyuan reaches for the second jade card.

"He Jun!"

Peng Zhaochang breathed a sigh of relief, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Let brother Ma down, Xu'er's luck seems good!" The opponent's strength is not strong, Sun Tzu into Purgatory is a certainty, Peng Zhao immediately proud up.

The master of the Ma family hummed coldly and didn't answer. He continued to watch the draw.

"Mahong!"

Ma Hong, the third man's favorite to win the championship. The owner of the Ma family is very relaxed. With Sun Tzu's strength, he doesn't have to worry about who his opponent is. But Yan Ji's face became tense. Others only think that he is worried that Yan Zicheng will fight Mahong. Only Mo Li knows best. What he is really afraid of is two grandchildren fighting each other.

Feng Zhiyuan soon drew out the fourth jade card. Mo Li clearly saw a flash of light in the old man's eyes.

"Yan Zicheng!"

Click——

The jade cup in Yan Ji's hand was torn apart, and the hot tea dripped slowly along his fingers.

Sure enough!

Don't leave your heart full of joy, just want to smile. Now I'm going to see a play!

Among the remaining five, Chu Ying's opponent is a young man in the middle rank of the emperor. However, Lu Wanyu's name has not been read from beginning to end. This woman is in a void!

After the end of the draw, with the wind Zhiyuan sounded the Gong, the final competition officially began!