"Smart! Happiness has to be seized with your own hands."
Lin Bai was rather impressed when he heard Qiao Mo's demand.
"Unfortunately, with Senior Sister Qiao Mo's strength, she probably wouldn't be a match for Qi Liang and Wu Di either." Yi Gu gave a bitter laugh.
Just now, when Qiao Mo had made her demand, the presiding elder had immediately transmitted his voice to the two elders.
Wu Xiu and Qi Kun were sitting in private rooms with their eyes closed, resting. Upon hearing the request, both of them froze, then simultaneously asked their sons.
"Qi Liang, are you confident you can defeat Qiao Mo?" Qi Kun asked Qi Liang.
"Father, rest assured. Qiao Mo is sixth on the Tianshui Dao God Rankings, while I'm fourth. Don't be fooled by the small gap between us. Among martial artists who can enter the top ten of the Tianshui Dao God Rankings, a difference of even one rank means a world of difference in strength!"
Qi Liang spoke with complete confidence.
Qi Kun smiled in satisfaction and immediately transmitted his voice, agreeing to Qiao Mo's demand.
At the same time, Wu Xiu received a reply from Wu Di.
Wu Di held the same view as Qi Liang. If they fought Qiao Mo head-on, she absolutely wouldn't be their match.
Only after both elders had agreed did the presiding elder dare to respond.
"Next, all participating martial artists, please come onto the stage."
The presiding elder raised both hands high. In the center of the Combat Arena, eight enormous battle platforms rose from the ground.
Each battle platform could accommodate a thousand people.
Moreover, the material used to construct the battle platforms was no ordinary substance. They had been forged from special divine iron and were incomparably sturdy. Even if Dao God