Devouring all things: I possess the energy of chaos.

Early morning on the third day.

Mo Hong got up very early.

After connecting to the Star Soul Network, Mo Hong lay down in the virtual pod.

When Mo Hong opened his eyes again, he was already in the room represented by Jinjiang City.

At this moment, there was no one else in the room except Mo Hong.

Mo Hong wasn't surprised, after all, he had arrived very early today.

Before long, Yang Mao appeared in the room.

"Mo Hong, you're here so early. Have you rested well?"

Yang Mao paused for a moment, then asked.

"I took a break early on purpose, so there's no need for you to worry, Pavilion Master Yang."

Mo Hong replied with a single sentence.

"Okay, your words are enough."

Yang Mao nodded and continued, "Mo Hong, the rules for the third round are two-on-one duels. Two arenas will be set up simultaneously for the competition, and the two winners will be decided today."

Hearing this, Mo Hong's expression turned slightly serious. After all, the outcome would be decided today, and this sense of urgency put some pressure on him.

"Mo Hong, just do your best this round. These three are all on the Xuanwu Ranking and are generally at least a year older than you. It doesn't matter if you lose."

Yang Mao patted Mo Hong's shoulder gently, trying to calm him down.

"You've done your best, so it doesn't really matter whether you win or lose."

Mo Hong nodded emphatically.

However, Yang Mao's statement suggests that he doesn't have high hopes for Mo Hong's chances of winning.

Soon, the two were ready for the start of the third round of the competition.

[The third round of the lucky draw is now starting]

[Island Number One: Wang Mu vs. Zhao Xinrou]

[Second Arena: Meng Ran vs. Mo Hong]

After seeing the lottery results, Yang Mao laughed and said, "Mo Hong, it seems you still have some hope in this round. Meng Ran is probably the weakest of the three. There is still a small chance that you can defeat him."

Judging from Yang Mao's tone, it seemed that Mo Hong's chances of winning this game depended on luck.

"It seems that Pavilion Master Yang Mao still lacks some confidence in me."

Mo Hong shook his head and chuckled inwardly, not caring at all. After all, Meng Ran's battle record was indeed stronger than his, so it was understandable for him to think that way.

"But I don't think so."

Mo Hong's eyes flickered as he thought to himself.

Mo Hong's figure was then teleported directly to the second arena.

Looking at the two people on the second arena, Yang Mao's expression instantly turned serious.

In his eyes, Mo Hong had almost no chance of defeating Meng Ran, and his words just now were merely to give Mo Hong some confidence.

"Mo Hong, do you still have the chance to surprise me?"

Yang Mao's eyes were piercing as he murmured something.

, ...

Meanwhile, when Mo Hong regained consciousness, he was already on the second arena.

After Mo Hong retrieved his weapon, his dark eyes turned to Meng Ran, who was standing directly in front of him.

The python was quite fat, carrying a huge battle axe on its back in one hand, and looked extremely imposing.

At this moment, he was also staring at Mo Hong, but there seemed to be little sense of importance in his eyes.

"I never expected my luck to turn around like this, and I was assigned to a freshman class."

If you ask him who he most wants to meet, it would definitely be Mo Hong.

Meng Ran's lips curled up slightly. He had also gathered information on the three of them and knew that Mo Hong was the weakest.

"Although Mo Hong is a freshman, I still can't be too careless, lest I capsize unexpectedly."

"That's what the python thought to itself."

He had watched the footage of Mo Hong's first two battles, and to be honest, they weren't much of a threat to him. However, Meng Ran also noticed that Mo Hong didn't seem to be using his full strength.

Not going all out means that there are still trump cards up one's sleeve, and the python would naturally not make such a basic mistake.

For a moment, they both thought the other was the easiest nut to crack!

Finally, the match officially began, and the restraints on the two of them disappeared instantly.

The next moment, the python's blood and qi boiled instantly, and a huge silver axe phantom faintly appeared behind it.

With a wave of his right hand, Meng Ran caused the axe phantom to overlap directly with the battle axe he was holding on his arm.

At that moment, Mo Hong definitely felt a chilling aura emanating from the python.

boom!

With a deafening roar, the moment the python vanished from its spot, numerous cracks appeared on the ground where it had stood.

Mo Hong only felt a huge whistling sound of air friction coming from in front of him, and a figure appeared right in front of him with a whoosh.

This scene caused Mo Hong's pupils to shrink slightly.

"die!"

Meng Ran's voice was icy as he swung his axe at Mo Hong.

Mo Hong instantly raised his battle sword to block.

Stab it!

boom!

Feeling a terrifying force emanating from the weapon, Mo Hong's expression changed drastically, and he was uncontrollably sent flying backward.

Mo Hong finally stopped after sliding for more than ten steps.

"There really is something."

Mo Hong narrowed his eyes slightly, his grip on the battle sword tightening.

With a step back, Mo Hong shot out like an arrow piercing the clouds.

"court death!"

Upon seeing this, the python did not retreat but instead charged forward.

The two figures closed the distance at an alarming speed and finally collided.

As their weapons clashed again, the previous scene did not repeat itself; instead, they remained locked in a stalemate, neither of them retreating an inch.

"Ok?"

Meng Ran was slightly surprised and immediately noticed that there seemed to be a black sword phantom attached to Mo Hong's sword, which enhanced its power.

Mo Hong's arms bulged with veins, and with a burst of strength, he deflected the battle axe, instantly closing the distance between himself and the python.

Seeing the blade shadow appear before him, Meng Ran's eyes narrowed slightly, and his hands moved just as quickly, trying to block Mo Hong's attack.

Suddenly, the speed of the blade increased dramatically, instantly striking the python's shoulder.

Feeling the pain in his left arm, Meng Ran's face contorted slightly in agony. However, to Mo Hong's surprise, he suddenly gripped the blade tightly.

"not good!"

Just as Mo Hong's expression changed slightly and he was about to retreat, a battle axe gleaming with a blinding white light slashed down.

"Secret Technique: A Striking Strike Through the Void!"

This axe strike gleamed with layers of white light, seemingly carrying an unstoppable force. Its terrifying power was enough to severely injure an 11th-level Xuan-rank martial artist!

"This axe blow will send you straight to your grave!"

Meng Ran roared, his arm veins bulging, and the speed of his slash increased by another three points.

"It's you that damn it!"

Suddenly, Mo Hong's aura erupted, and his sword technique changed, directly severing the hand holding the blade.

"Mountain collapse!"

A flash of light appeared, and the next moment, Meng Ran's body was instantly split in half, then turned into fragments and disappeared.

【Mo Hongsheng!】

Mo Hong's gaze was cold and sharp. Although the situation just now was very dangerous, it was all under Mo Hong's control.

Then Mo Hong vanished in a flash.

When Mo Hong reappeared, he was already standing next to Yang Mao.

Yang Mao remained silent, staring at Mo Hong for a long time before finally shaking his head and sighing, "Mo Hong, I still underestimated you by a large margin. I didn't expect you to have grasped the secrets of the sword so early. Your talent is truly terrifying."

"You actually managed to defeat the python now that your physical abilities are also at level 10!"