The mentor who was knocked off the stage could only smile bitterly and shake his head. Although it was okay, he had to admit that Mo Xingchen won the seventh stage. The audience burst into applause. Brahma Tianluo also smiled. This guy has not used weapons before.
He won the seventh arena with the first move of his combat skills, and was fully capable of fighting against the great mentor Lan Pei in the eighth arena.
Mo Xingchen lived up to expectations and finally stepped onto the eighth stage. The atmosphere in the square suddenly reached its peak. Everyone on the podium was red-faced and gearing up. Where can one find such an amazing talent? An eighteen-year-old five-star spiritual king. From now on,
Reaching the holy level is almost a sure thing. If you can win over your own family, it will be a big help.
"This kid." Huang Yurui was frightened and full of admiration. With his current Seven-Star Martial King and his weapons, he could win the seventh arena, but if he wanted to win the eighth arena, he felt unsure. Looking at Mo Xingchen's calm look,
It seems that he is confident, is he really not as good as him?
"Brother, you must recruit Master Mo into the royal family." The ninth princess stared at the handsome man who was like a god with gleaming eyes, and her heart was beating wildly.
Huang Yurui nodded and said deeply: "I don't know if he is willing."
"I'm sure he is willing. Our royal family can give him the best resources. It would be stupid if he didn't want to." The Ninth Princess said immediately.
"Do you think others don't have good resources?" Huang Yurui smiled bitterly. He probably didn't know what trump cards the major forces would come up with in order to rob people. Although the Royal Family is the strongest, the major forces have equally deep foundations.
The Ninth Prince laughed and said: "Ninth sister, please stop being crazy. Even if Mo Xingchen is recruited by our royal family, he will not like you."
"Brother Nine Emperors, what nonsense are you talking about!" The Ninth Princess immediately blushed.
Huang Yurui sighed and said, "It would be great if you could really keep him, but it's a pity that someone has already settled in his heart."
"She's not that damn girl!" The Ninth Prince chuckled, "I saw it three years ago, but only a perverted girl like Brahma Tianluo is suitable for this damn boy."
"Hmph!" Huang Yurui snorted coldly, "Is this prince unworthy?"
"Uh!" Brother Nine Emperors immediately shrank his neck and said, "It's worthy, it's worthy, but Brother Huang, he lives close to the water and the towers."
"So what! Before they officially get married, I have hope! As long as I defeat Mo Xingchen!" Huang Yurui tightened one hand into a fist.
The other friends who heard his words pursed their lips, looking gloating.
At this time, the audience burst into warm applause again. Mu Yu defeated the mentor in the sixth arena and advanced to the next level. Yao Lei and Du Heng behind him also advanced one after another. The competition became more and more fierce. On the eight arenas,
They were all fighting so passionately that everyone was dizzying to watch.
"Xiao Luo, why don't you go up?" Sima Huangyu asked eagerly.
Brahma Tianluo rolled her eyes and said: "Do you think there is still a place for me? Why are you so anxious!"
"Then which ring are you going to fight in?" Sima Huangyu and the others were very curious about this question.
Fan Tianluo tilted her head, pursed her lips and said, "Let's see which of the last four comes down first."
Everyone's lips twitched. This was too awesome. Could it be that Mo Xingchen was the first to come down and she would go directly to the eighth ring?
"Damn! Damn Yao Lei, so fast!" Sima Huangyu glanced at the field and happened to see Yao Lei in the sixth arena. His magic beast kicked away his mentor with three moves.