Chapter 69: Deep Brotherly Love

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  "Haha!" The fierce Tian Danran smiled slightly, his narrowed eyes gleaming with cold light as he stared at this disciple.

  This disciple saw the barbaric sky like this, and he was even more certain of his speculation. He had some regrets in his heart, why didn't he knock the barbaric sky off the arena earlier? But with only ten places available, he was unwilling to give up easily! As he drew out a giant sword, the barbaric sky's body shook again, its swift and fierce movements were like a perfect storm, the dragon-shaped slash was executed by the barbaric sky with great skill, directly sending this disciple flying off the arena.

  Seeing this disciple lying on the ground convulsing, the brutal Tiancai withdrew his gaze from scanning the surroundings of the arena and quietly watched their battle!

  "Damn it!" The Red Dragon cursed in a low voice. He had originally thought that the Barbarian Heaven could win, but at least he would have exposed his full strength. However, at this time, the Barbarian Heaven was probably the easiest winner in the first round, which made the Red Dragon unable to figure out the specific strength of the Barbarian Heaven! The Red Dragon was a White Silver Barbarian, and he naturally knew the power contained in the White Silver bloodline, which varied depending on each individual's bloodline. Although he had subdued three fierce beasts, when the Barbarian Heaven returned to his sect, the small golden and small tiger he brought with him were all seen by the Red Dragon, making it difficult for him to guess the strength of the Barbarian Heaven. This was why he had let Qin Yong and the five fifth-grade Quenching Body disciples go to probe, but the more they probed, the more unable the Red Dragon was to figure out the strength of the Barbarian Heaven. And now, this result made the Red Dragon extremely angry.

  "This... is simply shameless!!"

  "I don't know whether to say that Mo Tian is clever or these few senior brothers are too foolish. They were actually deceived by Mo Tian!"

  "Hmph! Even if he passed the first round, what's the big deal? With only eight spots left after Danfeng took two, and 200 people competing for those eight spots, does he have the ability and qualifications to make it? He may seem like he's made it through now, but in reality, he's pushed himself into a desperate situation from which there's no return."

  "With his cultivation at the fourth-grade Tempering Body realm, even if he managed to muddle through the first round, the second round would absolutely be his death sentence!"

  Many of Lu Feng's disciples saw the victory of the Barbarian Heaven and said with discontent, and most of them were Lu Feng's disciples.

  "Haha, this kid!" Old Luo on the stone steps looked at Man Tian and couldn't help but laugh.

  "This little guy isn't bad! If he had revealed his true strength from the start, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to withstand the attacks of these nine people. Even if his innate talent was high, he would still have lost! He deliberately took advantage of the fact that the nine people underestimated him." The simple old man said with a calm smile.

  "Oh? Even if he reveals his full strength, he may not necessarily lose!" Luo Lao glanced at the old man and said slowly. He had experienced the power of the Barbarian Heaven Bone Shield!

  The simple old man was slightly stunned, and then stared at Man Tian, re-examining him.

  Behind Luo Lao's back, Wang Gu stared at Man Tian with a hint of resentment in his eyes. Especially after noticing Luo Lao's gaze towards Man Tian and the smile on his face, he clenched his fists tightly, with a faint ferocity hidden on his face.

  The barbarian Tian on the stage, his eyes fixed on the war field sitting in front of him, his expression was shocked. The war field, although battered and pale, had indeed defeated nine people and won the victory, which made the barbarian Tian even more curious about the war field's strength. At this time, his cultivation was only three-product quenching body! What surprised the barbarian Tian even more was Gu Tu, who at this time was fighting with a six-product quenching body disciple, but he didn't fall behind at all.

  To know, Gu Tu's boundary is still stuck in the second-grade Quan Ti realm!! If it weren't for his disciple winning the fifth place, he wouldn't even have the qualifications to participate in the quota competition.

  "Everyone has their own secrets, no one can be underestimated!!" Meng Tian exclaimed.

  When the second match of the first round ended and the arena was removed, 198 disciples stood in the center of the square! Among them, only eight people can get the quota to go to Guzong! They are all outstanding among their peers, but Nanjiang Guzong is a well-known large sect in Nanyue, and the assessment of disciples is extremely strict. Guzong needs people who are dragons among men, above others, so among the 198 of them, 190 will be eliminated.

  "The second round of assessment, for the state of mind! Within three hours, walk out of the formation, to pass! Set up the formation!!" Accompanied by a loud and thick voice, nine old men entered the square. They surrounded one hundred and ninety-eight disciples, sat down in a circle, their hands transformed into phantoms quickly pinching strange hand seals. Finally, they simultaneously bit their fingers, squeezed out a drop of blood, and patted it on the ground. The drop of fresh blood turned into strange patterns floating on the ground, surrounding Ban Tian and others.

  At this moment, the sky suddenly shook, and he hastily looked around, shocked to find himself in a desolate expanse. The withered trees stood tall all around, devoid of life. This scene seemed eerily familiar to him, as if he had returned to that forest where he once followed his brother's footsteps.

  That's right, it's that forest!!

  He walked forward in a daze, his eyes scanning around, his expression changing unpredictably, and exclaimed in surprise: "What's going on here?"

  As he walked forward, Man Tian suddenly saw the only tree with lush green leaves in this desolate land. He saw the crimson fruit he had eaten before, but what struck him like a thunderbolt was that under the tree, Man Tian saw a figure, a familiar figure.

  "Brother!" Mo Tian let out a low roar, he quickly ran to the bottom of the tree, looking at the familiar face. Mo Tian's strength seemed to be drained instantly, he only felt his legs go weak, his mind was a complete blank, with only that heart-wrenching pain impacting his spirit. He didn't dare believe the reality in front of him, he knelt down and fell beside his brother Mo Xiao, wailing like a ghost or a wolf.

  "No!! This is an illusion!! It's the effect of that spell!! Brother didn't die!"

  "Brother won't die!! Brother isn't dead!!" Mo Tian's eyes were overflowing with bloody tears, his voice hoarse from rage.

  Outside the square, the onlookers were shocked to see their fellow disciples in the center of the square acting like they were possessed. Some were screaming towards the sky in agony, some were yelling as if they had seen a ghost, and others were pounding their chest and stomping their feet. Only a few people remained standing in place, their faces twisted in intense struggle, as if they were engaged in a fierce internal battle.

  The barbarian column stood up fiercely, his eyes fixed on the center of the square, and the barbarian Tian, who had closed his eyes and shed blood tears, made him clench his fists tightly. The heart-wrenching appearance of the barbarian Tian made him grit his teeth, unable to bear it.

  "Illusionary Array!! This is an Illusionary Array! The second round of competition has actually become an Illusionary Array!" Xiong Yue also stood up, staring forward with a pale complexion and muttering to himself.

  Formation techniques, this inheritance is not more ancient than the mysterious existence of blood patterns! Moreover, it is said that the formation techniques of the Eastern Territory are also inherited from the Southern Barbarian formation techniques! The Southern Barbarian's formation technique is vast and profound, using refined blood as a guide to achieve the power of the formation technique.

  "Man Xiao's elder brother had always been a demon in Man Tian's heart, a knot that he couldn't untie..." Man Zhuo's eyes unknowingly welled up with tears.

  When I was a child, my father made a living by forging and farming. My brother Tian almost brought me up, and at that time, my pillar didn't have much to do with my brother Tian and the three of us would go into the forest to hunt and play together! When we were children, my brother Tian suffered from bullying, and the first person to stand up for him was always my brother Xiao.

  Man Zhu still remembers one time, because Man Tian injured Man Shi, in the end, Man Shi's family came to their doorstep, and Man Xiao stood up for Man Tian! He was punished by his father to kneel for three days and three nights.

  The barbarian still remembers that one day, he drooled over the fruit on the tree, and without hesitation, he risked his life to climb up a tall tree of several zhang high. Unfortunately, he fell from the tree and was seriously injured, falling into a coma for five days before waking up. When he came to, he still tightly grasped in his hand the almost rotten fruit.

  The barbarian pillar still remembers...

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  Man Tian, who grew up with Man Zhu, naturally knew the position of his elder brother Man Xiao in Man Tian's heart, and how deep their fraternal feelings were. Because of this, when they were children, Man Tian was extremely dependent on his older brother Man Xiao, and Man Xiao's departure would become a demon in Man Tian's heart, a knot in his heart.

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