Chen Mo stood with his hands behind his back, and said domineeringly, "Who else wants to challenge me?"

Looking down at the audience, the noble children who were clamoring to go to the competition stage all fell silent.

Mu Zhan, who was still fighting last night, was also discouraged. According to the battle just now, his strength is not much different from Wu Hao, but the latter didn't even hurt Chen Mo.

Going up by yourself is not for nothing.

"A bunch of cowards..." Little Princess Yaoyue puffed her cheeks and murmured.

"I!"

"And I!"

There were only two voices from Canaan College, Lan Baixi and He Chuzhang.

Although their strength is not comparable to the well-known students of the academy, they are all inner disciples under the age of twenty-five.

And the strength is in the three-star fighter.

Although the strength Chen Mo showed just now made Lan Baixi, who was full of confidence, less confident, after all, he couldn't defeat Wu Hao so easily.

But the game can be lost, and you must not admit defeat.

I, Lan Baixi, stand firm.

Ruolin's complexion is not very good-looking, she has now seen that Lan Baixi and He Chuzhang are definitely not opponents in a one-on-one match.

Wu Hao had already tried his best, but Chen Mo didn't show any real signs.

She suddenly understood why the Misty Cloud Sect, whose overall strength had always been weaker than the academy, specially invited the academy to participate in this friendly match.

Chen Mo turned his head, crossed his fingers and moved his muscles and bones, and his whole body made a clicking sound.

Looking up at the two of them, he said lightly: "It seems that there are only two of you, I'm in a hurry, you go together!"

Swish!

There was commotion below.

Arrogant, simply too arrogant.

As if provoking public outrage, the son of the nobleman, who had been reconciled before, stood up at this moment.

Even Mu Zhan felt that he could do it.

"Me, me, and me..." In an instant, many figures came out. Chen Mo's eyes fell on them, and he found that the one with the highest strength was only a one-star fighter.

Chen Mo shook his head helplessly.

Anyway, torturing two is also torturing, and a group is still torturing.

Chen Mo said: "I accept everything, let's all come up!"

After the words fell, the entire imperial garden was completely silent, and everyone stared blankly at Chen Mo.

Based on the strength that Chen Mo showed just now, everyone felt that if he had a glimmer of hope for one against two, looking at it now, there was no glimmer of hope.

There are so many people, and everyone's strength is above the eight-star Dou Shi, the consumption alone can kill you.

Not to mention, if you beat him roguely, with one person holding each other, your mother won't even recognize you.

"This little guy, is he a little too arrogant?" At this moment, even Jia Lao felt that Chen Mo was a little arrogant.

"This is more than insolent, even I want to go up and beat him up." Mu Chen was born in the army and has always had a bad temper.

"Stinky boy..." Yun Yun smiled wryly with a trace of helplessness on her expression, which was too ostentatious.

But after seeing Chen Mo's true strength, she didn't feel worried.

A group of people swarmed up to the competition stage.

The competition stage, which was originally small, seemed a little crowded at the moment.

"Boy, enough seeds."

"Boy, it's you who can't find the excitement yourself. When the time comes, you can't blame others..."

The people who come up from you, you and me, seem to be mocking Chen Mo's overreaching.

In this friendly match, you already stole the limelight, but you are still not satisfied, and you want to beat the whole audience.

Do you have this strength?

Dou Qi gushed out from everyone's bodies like a tide, and the tyrannical strength oppressed and enveloped Chen Mo.

At the same time, a black fighting spirit surged out from Chen Mo's body, and the momentum that erupted was not inferior to the joint oppression of everyone.

Mu Zhan frowned, and shouted loudly: "Let's go together, don't hold back your hands."

As the most outstanding child of the younger generation of the Mu family, he has fought on the border of the empire for two years, and he has the air of a commander in his body. As soon as his words came out, these proud noble disciples nodded in agreement.

"Senior, what about us?" He Chuzhang said from behind the crowd.

"We don't need to make a move yet, wait for them to form a group, and seize the opportunity to seal that kid's escape route." Lan Baixi knew that Chen Mo's movements were weird, and she might be able to escape from the crowd's encirclement.

Watching the crowd attack.

Chen Mo's eyes were calm.

I saw his hands forming seals quickly, and a stronger and stronger aura emanated from his body.

"This is?" Bad thoughts popped up in Mu Zhan's heart, and the sharpness honed from the battlefield made him realize that the atmosphere of danger permeated all around.

"Not good, go back quickly..." Mu Zhan suddenly shouted, but he was still slow.

"Boom!"

Above the night sky, thunder billowed, and a huge silver thunder column descended from the sky, carrying the power of heaven, and smashed fiercely on the competition stage.

Some people who were rushing forward were rushed off the stage directly by the force of Lei Zhu's explosion, and they were bruised and bruised.

Mu Zhan retreated quickly, but the area covered by the thunder column was wide, and he was still crushed by the Thunder Snake wrapped in the thunder column, and his whole body was thrown out. Fortunately, there was a back pad at the back, which reduced the momentum, and he was not hit. introduced.

"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood spat out from Mu Zhan's mouth, his whole body was in such a mess that it was impossible to fight again.

A thunderbolt came down, and there were not many people left on the stage.

Everyone was shocked again, and a small number of people directly gasped.

This is too fierce!

"This is the mid-level Xuan-level fighting skill of the Misty Cloud Sect, the Thousand Thunder Jue. I heard that this lightning method is extremely difficult to practice. Just the step of attracting lightning has killed most people, and he not only succeeded in practicing, but also reached Consummation." Fa Ma was shocked.

A ray of light flashed across Yaoye's eyes, staring at the young man on the stage, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Lan Baixi and He Chuzhang were stunned. They knocked down one of them with one move, and one was seriously injured. How do they fight?

But it is impossible to admit defeat, if you want to lose, you have to lose with dignity.

The two looked at each other.

They flashed towards Chen Mo on both sides.

Dou Qi rose all over his body, obviously exhausting all his strength.

The rest of them who were standing on the stage and still had the strength to fight, also shot at Chen Mo's point that might break the defense.

Looking at the few people rushing towards him, Chen Mo wasn't too surprised. He deliberately held back the Qianlei Jue just now. If he hit with all his strength, everyone on the field would die except him.

Then when the time comes, it will not end well.

The devil's wings spread out, the wings fluttered behind his back, and his body instantly rose from the ground.

The moment Chen Mo lifted into the air, the faces of those who jumped into the air were stunned.

"Fuck!"

The boss below who kept staring at Chen Mo saw this scene, and said in amazement, "Wing transforming into fighting spirit? No, is it a flying fighting skill?"

"What a boy, he even has such a rare treasure." Chen Mo had already reached the point of amazement in Jia Lao's heart.

ps: The strength crushes the game, so I won't arrange to fight Chen Mo one by one, lest you say I'm not good at words, just go directly together.

Thanks for the reward of 100 book coins last night!

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