"This man from the Wuming sect is too young! I don't know what his strength is."
"Judging from the strength of Wuming's captain, he shouldn't be much stronger. Perhaps the strongest, I shouldn't be stronger than Chen Yu! But there are many strong men in Shengzhu Hall and Mushi Hall.
If Wuming wants to provoke, he should not provoke anyone from Shengzhu Hall or Mushi Hall."
"Isn't that nonsense? Shengzhu Hall and Mieshi Hall are so strong. It was thrilling to win before. How could there be such good luck? As long as you are smart, you will pick the weaklings! You can still win beautifully...
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"Soft persimmons? Is it possible to choose Team White Tiger or Team Ye Yun? Although these two teams are not too strong overall, they also have a few stable generals in Yuan Jun and Jiang Li, Xuan!"
Everyone was talking a lot as they watched Mo Ying stand on the ring, wondering which weakling he would challenge.
The nameless legends they had heard before were now forgotten. They felt that the rumors were just rumors and exaggerated.
Everyone in Shengzhu Hall, Mushi Hall, and Linglan Team also had their eyes fixed on Moying, curious about his choice.
Chen Yu hoped that Moying would choose him, but he was not convinced that the Mushidian was defeated in the last match. But he also knew that Moying could not choose Mushidian.
So he snorted with a sneer, showing great disdain.
Because she felt that with Shi Peng's identity, it was not certain whether he would accept the challenge.
So there was a bit more expectation deep in the eyes.
One is very strong and the other is too weak.
He approached the demon shadow at a close distance, but he still couldn't detect the slightest fluctuation of his breath, as if he was just like an ordinary person. Not a single breath was leaked.
"Oh my God, this Wuming is too arrogant! Don't you think that just because you defeated Ming Ni, you feel great?"
"You don't have to rush so early if you want to die, right?"
Baili Wenwen raised her eyebrows slightly, but did not speak.
"Is this Wuming crazy?"
"No, this man is crazy! He wants to fight Shi Peng? Does he want to die?"
But at the same time, I felt excited, and said softly to Baili next to me: "This guy did a great job! He actually wants to teach that guy named Shi a lesson, haha, it seems it's not my turn to take action. Wait a minute."
But everyone in the demon clan shuddered.
"Since the Mushi Palace provoked our captain in the last game, then... this game... can I challenge the master of the Mushi Palace? I wonder if Master Shi has the courage to fight with me?" The demonic figure gently hooked.
There is no smile in the lips, but in the eyes.
However, the entire audience thought they were hearing hallucinations.
"Moying, this guy actually laughed..." Mo Nian felt terrified and hugged himself, trembling.
"I don't know the name of this young master? Which team can you challenge?" The old man looked at the demonic figure and asked.
However, this situation is generally divided into two types.
However, when the old man looked at the demonic shadow, he instinctively felt that he could not be weak.
They had long been unhappy with the Mushi Palace.
"Wha...what? Who did he say he wanted to provoke?"
"It's really brave..."
The whole audience was shocked and felt that the demonic shadow was crazy and swollen.
Even the old man's calm expression showed slight surprise, and he asked the same words as Mo Nian: "Are you...sure?"
However, the starting point of the question was completely different from the starting point of Mo Nian. He felt that Mo Ying should think about it and that young people should not act impulsively.