Devouring all things: I possess the energy of chaos.

Just as the man was still in shock, Mo Hong's figure shot over like an arrow.

In the next instant, Mo Hong's figure suddenly appeared to the left of the man. He raised his arm and a blade of light, accompanied by the sound of wind being cut, slashed down instantly.

"So fast!"

The man had barely realized that Mo Hong was beside him when he felt the whistling blade of light coming towards him.

The man's face turned deathly pale instantly, and he hurriedly tried to stop him.

However, Mo Hong's blade swung like a dragon, easily bypassing the attack.

"Pfft!"

With a tearing sound, his left arm was chopped off.

However, Mo Hong showed no mercy, because it was all just a virtual reality.

"die!"

Suddenly, Mo Hong's eyes flashed with killing intent, and his battle blade drew a line of blood, piercing directly through the man's heart.

After drawing his sword, the man's figure shattered into fragments and slowly disappeared.

Mo Hong then turned his head back and locked his gaze on the only girl not far away.

About ten seconds later, another corpse appeared on the arena.

Finally, Mo Hong turned his gaze back to the two figures fighting not far away.

At the same time, Ding Fan seemed to notice Mo Hong's gaze, and then suddenly burst out, stabbing the young man in front of him to death with a single shot.

Finally, only Mo Hong and Ding Fan remained on the third arena.

The two men locked eyes, both revealing a fighting spirit.

"This guy, I didn't expect him to take care of those two so quickly. I wonder how much energy he's used up?"

Ding Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, pondering the matter.

He had noticed Mo Hong's strong performance and wanted to use the two of them to wear him down, but he didn't expect them to be dealt with so quickly.

"Hmph, who have I, Ding Fan, ever been afraid of? So what if he hasn't expended any energy? I'll still take care of him."

At this moment, Ding Fan was filled with fighting spirit, and he unconsciously tightened his grip on the spear.

No matter who stands in front of him, Ding Fan is determined to win.

Ding Fan came from humble beginnings, born into a poor family in a small town.

In high school, he successfully awakened his genes with just the first bottle of gene-locking potion, and from then on, he became the top student in the entire school.

Moreover, when he accompanied his teacher to the city to participate in the competition, he was directly noticed by a deputy hall master of the Star Soul Martial Hall branch and signed a B-level contract.

In just over a year after entering Xuanwu University, he went from being mediocre at the beginning to gradually exerting his strength and making faster and faster progress.

Finally, his contract terms were changed to an A-level contract, and the cultivation resources he received increased dramatically.

However, Ding Fan knew that all of this was the result of his hard work.

"Now that an S-level contract is right in front of me, how could I, Ding Fan, let it go so easily?"

"By defeating him, I will be one step closer to this opportunity!"

Suddenly, Ding Fan's blood and qi surged, and a tornado pattern faintly appeared behind him.

What is the function of this element?

Mo Hong's pupils contracted slightly, and for a moment he couldn't tell what was real and what was fake.

boom!

Suddenly, in Mo Hong's vision, Ding Fan's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

"An element that increases speed? Where is the other person?"

Mo Hong tensed up instantly, glancing around and seeing a figure flashing and circling around him.

Just then, a spear beam shot over with unstoppable speed, so fast that Mo Hong had no time to react.

Sensing an immense crisis, Mo Hong almost instinctively raised his battle sword.

Stab it!

Sparks flew everywhere, but the spear's power only weakened slightly before it thrust towards Mo Hong's head.

This shot was fired at an extremely fast speed; most people couldn't react in time.

Mo Hong had a premonition that if he were stabbed by that gun, he wouldn't survive!

"Move!"

The thought flashed through Mo Hong's mind like crazy.

Finally, Mo Hong's head tilted to the right, and almost the next moment, the spear grazed Mo Hong's face and pierced through, leaving a red scar.

Seeing that his attack had failed, Ding Fan's eyes showed a hint of surprise. Then, he moved and once again became a blur that was impossible for the naked eye to catch.

Mo Hong noticed the scars on his face, but he didn't care at all.

“This guy has an advantage in speed, so I have to avoid his strength and let him take the initiative to fight me.”

Mo Hong's eyes flickered, and he instantly came up with a solution.

Mo Hong then lowered his guard and seemed resigned to his fate.

Sure enough, the moment Mo Hong lowered his guard, a spear beam shot out with lightning speed.

"die!"

A cold glint appeared in Ding Fan's eyes, and as his blood and qi erupted, his speed increased by another fraction.

With this strike, he held nothing back, determined to deliver a fatal blow!

Bang!

Just as the tip of his spear was only three feet away from Mo Hong's heart, he could no longer move.

"how is this possible?"

Seeing the spearhead blocked by the battle blade, Ding Fan's eyes narrowed sharply.

"No, retreat!"

In an instant, Ding Fan's expression changed after he realized what was happening.

"late."

Just as he was about to escape, a flash of light struck first, grazing his brow.

Ding Fan's movements froze instantly.

Ding Fan was shocked, his mouth agape, but he couldn't make a sound before collapsing to the ground with a thud.

Mo Hong's eyes were cold as he slowly lowered his battle sword.

It is worth noting that a two-meter-long black battle blade phantom has appeared behind him.

[Mo Hong successfully advances to the next round on Arena Number Three]

As this scene unfolded before his eyes, Mo Hong's figure vanished.

The next moment, he appeared beside Yang Mao.

"Hahaha, very good, Mo Hong. I was right to choose you to fight. I never thought your strength had reached this level."

Yang Mao smiled broadly and spoke gently.

He watched Mo Hong's performance in the third ring from beginning to end, and it can be said that Mo Hong won entirely through sheer strength, without any trickery.

At that moment, Yang Mao felt that Mo Hong was becoming more and more pleasing to the eye.

"Sect Master Yang, you only won by luck."

Mo Hong remained polite.

"Mo Hong, don't be modest now. How can winning by your own strength be called luck?"

Yang Mao laughed.

Mo Hong smiled and didn't say anything more.

Just then, Zhao Lin suddenly appeared in the room.

Zhao Lin looked as if he had experienced something terrifying; the look of fear still lingered on his face.

However, his complexion finally returned to normal after he realized he had returned to his room, though he still looked very dejected.

Zhao Lin glanced at Mo Hong not far away, not surprised, assuming that he had been eliminated before him.

"Master Yang, I'm sorry to disappoint you, as no one from Jinjiang City made it into the top four."

Zhao Lin gave a wry smile.

"It's okay, just do your best."

Yang Mao suddenly laughed and said, "But it's too absolute to say that. Someone from our Jinjiang City has also made it into the top four, right, Mo Hong?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Lin turned around abruptly and looked at Mo Hong with a shocked expression.