Mo Yao gave up without any warning. A man with extremely strong combat power, Mo Yunhuo and Mo Hao, the Mo family focused on cultivating their arrogant sons, so he just gave up? What’s the purpose? Or do you hope that Mo Cheng can enter the second game or give everyone a common man?
Opportunity to make Mo Cheng even more embarrassed? From this, looking at Mo Yao, there is a little more gratitude and some meaningful eyes. Mo Cheng's unfazed face only makes everyone feel very hypocritical and gloating about Mo Cheng's misfortune. They are ready to see Mo Cheng.
It was so tragic that at this moment, the anger of the whole audience was automatically mobilized.
He walked off the stage without being affected, returned to his previous position, sat down, and prepared for the next competition. There were still five numbers. After five games, the crowd below could challenge them. At this time,
Mo Chengcai felt a danger coming.
He curled his lips helplessly and raised his head to see Mo Qing coming on the stage. Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on her. Their eyes were straight. Mo Cheng also looked over and saw that her opponent was an unknown junior from the Mo family.
When the field body appeared, the realm he could see was only the first level of the Beginning Realm. Mo Qing sighed disdainfully, and the third level of the Beginning Realm poured out and rushed towards the junior store opposite. Mo Qing had a good attitude towards his opponents, but never
Show mercy.
"Hailang legs!"
Mo Qing's body rushed straight towards his opponent like a stream of light, his legs exchanged with each other, his spiritual power surged, and his toes looked like unsheathed swords. The fierce energy made the opponent's junior's legs weak, and he was unable to parry.
A Hailang leg kick hit the chest, and the man fell to the platform at the speed of Li Xianjian. The whole place was so silent, unparalleled, I didn't expect such a beautiful girl to strike so simply, the blasphemy just now
Throwing it out of the sky, there were shouts of worship, resounding around the Mo family...
After a while, the last five games finally came to an end. Each winner of this game was a slightly stronger candidate, and the end of the game would be more exciting and exciting. But before that, there was another link that countless people were looking forward to, which was
Yumin challenges the children of the family!
Among the younger generation, there are very few people who speak extremely confidently and have a bystander attitude. One is the well-known Mo Yunhuo, and the other is Mo Cheng, who everyone thinks is pretentious. His carefree look makes many people itchy and want to go.
They swarmed together to prove that he is not powerful!
After the old judge announced the rules comfortably, he quit the platform. Now, it is an opportunity for everyone to perform to their heart's content. It is a rare opportunity once a year. They are all gearing up and eager to try. The elders on the stage are also paying attention with interest and watching.
Is there a miracle? If even those trained by one's own family can't defeat others, it means that only that person's talent is extremely good. If it is used by the Mo family, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages. In short, the Mo family's actions, going around, are all based on the Mo family.
For the purpose of family development, we dig out seedlings for our own use. If the outsiders are nurtured by the Mo family, their achievements in the future will definitely be used by the Mo family. The more they are, the better they are. It is a trump card with many benefits.
There was no one on the platform. At this time, it was not the Mo family who came on stage, but the civilians who chose their favorite opponents and walked onto the stage. As has been the habit many times in the past, this time has been wasted like this. No one is there.
They are willing to be in the limelight and get beaten up, but this year, everyone's positive attitude makes everyone secretly feel that things will not be easy this year.
Groups of small and medium-sized people gathered together, discussing and discussing. From time to time, some people cast their eyes on Mo Cheng, seeing it as a very eye-catching bridge connecting the behemoth of the Mo family. Finally, under the recommendation of the crowd, one person walked on in a swaggering manner.
He bowed to the chief figure of the Mo family on the platform and said proudly:
"I choose to challenge Young Master Mo Cheng of the Mo family!"
As soon as the words fell, the audience did not reprimand the man for his ignorance. Instead, they sighed one after another. It seemed that someone had taken advantage of him. Indeed, everyone was really thinking this in their hearts, and their faces showed depression.
With a look on his face, he screamed in his heart, why didn’t he name him first?
Mo Cheng frowned and felt a little unhappy. In this situation, he was like a turbulent person. He needed to show off himself by killing the chicken and showing off. He looked up at the muscular man on the stage and thought, I will follow your example!
The elders on the stage were happy and some were worried, but as a father, Mo Yingluo was very confident. Although this muscular man had a scary physique, he had only slightly touched the threshold of martial arts and had not yet become a warrior.
The door, no matter how hard it is, can't stir up big waves, but his son, the real state is at least the second level of the beginning state, how can he deal with him with just a wave of his hand?
Mo Yingluo understood, and everyone else was confused. At this time, the old man also sat up straight, wondering what the child he was optimistic about would do...
"Young man Zhang Sun, please give me some advice from Master Mo Cheng."
When the muscular man saw that Mo Cheng was confident enough to step onto the platform and looked at him, he didn't take it seriously. There was still a hint of excitement, as if he saw the moment when he soared into the sky, and the smile on his lips became wild and arched.
He punched and stood up straight.
Mo Cheng didn't want to waste time with this kind of person, so he raised his hand, flicked a finger, hooked him, and said impatiently: "Come over here with all your strength!"
"drink!"
Zhang Sun was so angry that he couldn't describe it. He took a step forward and rushed towards Mo Cheng with a long stride. He raised a sandbag-shaped fist to his ear and struck with all his strength. He didn't believe that he couldn't beat the weak Mo Cheng with this punch.
The eldest young master!
Mo Cheng stood still, seemingly not seeing the approaching Zhang Sun. His leisurely look made everyone wonder: Is this young master scared to death? Isn't Zhang Sun destined to join the Mo family's team? He will not be able to challenge Mo Cheng in the future.
, In addition, who of the younger generation of the Mo family is like a soft persimmon? Afterwards, his intestines were livid with regret, he shook his head and cried with a sad face, as if his parents were dead and encountered a jackal, it was no exaggeration!
On the stage, Mo Chengergen was quiet. His fist was only centimeters away from his eyes. However, his figure stepped back a few meters. He was not even touched by the fist. Zhang Sun, on the other hand, exerted all his strength and there was no point of resistance.
, staggered, and threw forward, Mo Cheng dodged again and appeared on the right end. He raised his leg and kicked Zhang Sun on the buttocks, causing the latter to suffer great pain. He fell over several times like a dog eating shit.
This scene seemed to determine the outcome of the battle, with a result that no one could believe: Mo Chengsheng!
However, in the light of lightning, the gap between the two people was clearly revealed, and everyone took a breath of cold air. Zhang Sun's name was still somewhat famous. The strongest general in the city weighed nearly two hundred kilograms, not to mention a hundred kilograms.
Objects can easily stand up and are extremely powerful, making it difficult for ordinary people to balance. But such a strong man fell in front of a child who looked like a scholar who everyone considered useless?
Mo Cheng didn't even look at Zhang Sun, who was lying on the ground. Instead, he turned to face the people in front of him and loudly shouted: "Who else is dissatisfied? Who else wants to challenge? Come up!"
Everyone's heart was trembling, and they all couldn't help but say...
He nodded with satisfaction and said, "No one wants to challenge me anymore, right?" His voice changed as he spoke.
"In this case, can I challenge him?" Mo Yunhuo raised his hand and pointed his finger above his head. His meaning was very clear. I look down on you. Come down and fight me!
"I think everyone knows that Mo Yunhuo is recognized as the number one person in the Mo family. There is no point in competing with others. If I win, the number one person in the Mo family will be me..."
"What if you lost?"
Mo Hao, who was beside Mo Yunhuo, whose face was gradually turning livid, interrupted Mo Cheng and asked.
"If I lose, Mo Yunhuo won't have to compete anymore, and he will directly win the first place in the Mo family competition! What? I believe Mo Yunhuo, you don't want to waste your time here, right? Also, father
, do you agree with me?" Mo Cheng looked at Mo Yingluo seriously again, his eyes were firm, and it seemed that he would not let Mo Yingluo make a decision that he disagreed with...