The God of Curses on the side suddenly spoke, shook his head and said. Hearing this, Yang Yi's pupils shrank and he quickly looked towards the stage.
He didn't know what the dreamer's abilities were, but he could feel that Mo Qu's reaction seemed to have slowed down.
Although he still looked very fast in the eyes of others, in the eyes of experts, he could no longer resist the attack of the Dreamer.
"The Yan Meng clan is 70% similar to this guy in the way of cultivation. They can bend the opponent's willpower unknowingly. It can be said to be as pervasive as air."
The God of Curses said slowly, "This kid was too focused on one thing, so he didn't realize that the Dream Master had set a trap from the beginning. This is probably the drawback of concentration."
Yang Yi didn't say anything, but he was extremely anxious in his heart.
Even people like Mo Qu have fallen into this trap. What if it happened to me?
On the arena.
The body of the person in front of him suddenly became distorted. Then, Mo Qu saw that the surrounding scene had become extremely distorted, as if a huge whirlpool was sucking him into it.
Oops!
Mo Qu quickly expanded the scope of the eight-door horoscope, but by this time it was already too late.
Everything around him slowly dispersed like mist, and the figure of the Dreamer appeared in front of him.
"You are a strong opponent. Do you know why I don't use dreams to deal with you, but choose to face you directly?"
The dreamer smiled slightly and said, "In dreams, you can discover people's secrets. Guess what I saw?"
"boom!"
"what happened?"
Yang Yi suddenly stood up, only to see that Mo Qu's whole body fell into a violent state, and he frantically launched an attack on the Dream Master.
"Moqu!"
Yang Yi shouted, but it was a pity that Mo Qu couldn't hear it at this time. , his eyes were blood red, and his whole body was filled with blood. The dreamer fell back with a look of horror on his face, and fled quickly on the ring.
"This kid is controlled by his own inner demons. Probably his opponent discovered the secret in his heart."
The God of Curses said lightly, and Yang Yi hurriedly asked, "Doesn't the referee care?"
"It's not yet time for them to take action. Just be patient."
Yang Yi didn't speak anymore, but looking at Mo Qu's state, he felt a little worried.
I can't say it was strange, but I always felt that something was wrong with Mo Qu's state. His posture was like a machine that could only kill.
"boom!"
Violent roars continued to be heard in the arena, and the fireball in Mo Qu's hand was thrown towards the Dreamer as if for free.
At this time, the dreamer had no idea that Mo Qu would be so crazy. He was completely risking his life, and there was no trace of his previous aura.
"Stop fighting, I admit defeat!"
The dreamer hurriedly shouted, but Mo Qu couldn't hear him at this time.
Those blood-red eyes were full of murderous intent, and his face was crazy and twisted, completely different from the usually calm and calm Mo Qu.
"Stop! He has already given up!"
The referee shouted after announcing the result of the game. At the same time, Yang Yi stood up and said, "I'll go take a look."
The God of Curses said nothing and sat quietly in the box.
"Mo Qu! It's me, Ye Feng!"
Yang Yi rushed to the stage and tried to stop Mo Qu from going crazy. He used the Pangu rune to temporarily tie up Mo Qu. He turned to look at the Dream Master and asked, "What on earth did you stimulate him to?"
"I"
"Okay, get out of here quickly!"
Yang Yi didn't have time to argue with this man anymore. He turned around and saw that Mo Qu had disappeared.
Damn it, where are the people?
"boom!"
Yang Yi hit the ground hard, creating a huge deep hole in the ground. Pangu Rune was freed by Mo Qu at some point.
Mo Qu raised two fingers, and the eight doors turned wildly, attacking Yang Yi one after another as if he didn't want money.
"You bastard, I am Ye Feng! Open your eyes and see clearly!"
Yang Yi was also a little anxious. This guy really wanted to kill him. Although the fight was unorganized, his moves were deadly.
"Referee, why don't you help me!"
Yang Yi helplessly asked the referee for help. Hearing this, the referee hesitated and seemed to be asking something.
After a while, a moon-white figure floated over and landed in front of Yang Yi. With a wave of his hand, Mo Qu's attack was defused. After a white source of energy was injected into Mo Qu's body, Mo Qu straightened up.
fell to the ground.
"Lord Yagami comes to my humble abode, but it's hard to welcome him from afar."
The God of Curses who was originally staying in the box suddenly appeared on the ring. Ye Shen glanced at him and said, "It's okay, I'm just here to kill time. There's no need to be nervous about the God of Curses."
"This child's willpower was stimulated by the Dreamer. Now his anger and hatred have taken over, which is why he cannot calm down."
"I just helped him get his mood right and let him have a good rest."
"Junior, thank you Lord Ye Shen for Mo Qu."
Yang Yi bowed slightly towards Ye God and then helped Mo Qu leave. The God of Curses looked at Ye God. "In this case, I won't accompany Ye Shen as he pleases."
In the box, Mo Qu was unconscious, and Yang Yi was a little anxious.
"Don't worry, he will be fine."
The God of Curses shook his head, and Yang Yi turned to ask, "Why is the Night God here?"
"Who knows, that woman is in charge of the dark night and has a deep mind. It may not be that simple to rush to the rescue this time."
The God of Curses said, "Well, these things have nothing to do with you in the first place. I'll wait until he finishes the game before leaving."
Not long after, Fei Yu also came back, but his condition was much more serious than Mo Qu's.
No part of his body was beaten well, and he was almost alive. When he was brought back by the organizer, Yang Yi's eyes turned red almost immediately.
In the past year in the arena, this was the first time he had seen Fei Yu injured so seriously. What was even more terrible was that the person who appeared in front of him now was not Fei Yu, but Fu Ji.
In other words, Feiyu must have encountered a very difficult opponent for him before he chose to release Fuji.
But even Fu Ji is beaten like this, so how strong is his opponent?
"How? Lost or won?"
Yang Yi asked hurriedly, and the man shook his head and sighed, "I lost. The master he challenged was very powerful and showed a crushing tendency from the beginning, but the master refused to admit defeat and insisted on trying again and again.
Try it, this is it”
"How is his injury?"
"I'm afraid"
Yang Yi himself knew clearly that in this case, even if Feiyu woke up, it would not necessarily be Feiyu, but Fuji.
"Go down."
The God of Curses suddenly spoke, and Yang Yi remembered that there was such a giant Buddha sitting next to him.