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Chapter 93 High-profile

At this moment, outside the noisy group of disciples, there were several older men.

These people are all deacons and elders of the outer courtyard, and they have the cultivation of the spirit transformation realm. For this kind of battle, these elders who usually have nothing to do in their free time, naturally have a lot of interest in coming to watch.

Under a big tree in the distance, there were two elders standing there. One of them was Mr. Xie who was in charge of the Yibao Pavilion.

"There are many competitions like this in schools. Why are you interested in coming here today?" Beside Mr. Xie, the old man who was dragged along with him asked in confusion.

This old man's name is Zhao Zhi, and he is known as Elder Zhao.

"Haha, this competition attracted so many people. No one went to the Yibao Pavilion. There is nothing to do anyway, so let's come and take a look..."

Elder Xie said this, but in fact, he was just very interested in Mo Wangchen, who was participating in the competition.

"I don't think there's much to see. I heard that Xiang Fei's opponent is just a newcomer who just joined the academy this year. Although he is the master of Mo Pavilion, his strength doesn't seem to be very high. Xiang Fei is also a veteran master of the outer academy.

Soon there will be an examination day for the inner court, and before that, Xiang Fei is very likely to break through to the spirit transformation realm, and he might even join the inner court," Elder Zhao said.

"Haha, my cultivation is indeed not high, but it's not impossible to win..."

Elder Xie smiled slightly and said that that day outside the Yibao Pavilion, he saw with his own eyes the scene where Mo Wangchen and Jun Muqing met. The other party released five spiritual veins. Such a talent had never been seen in the history of Yun Kingdom.

Born.

"Oh?" After hearing what Elder Xie said, Elder Zhao couldn't help but look puzzled, "Have you seen that kid? Is there something special about him?"

"We'll find out later." Elder Xie said with a faint smile on his face without explaining.

Hearing these words, Elder Zhao's face became even more suspicious, and he murmured to himself, "Even if we have someone to rely on, it's impossible for a newcomer to defeat Xiang Fei, right?"



As time went by, the air that was originally slightly cool gradually became hotter and hotter. Many people couldn't wait and began to curse.

"I asked you, the master of Mo Pavilion, to be too arrogant?"

"That's it! How can he let so many people wait here for him alone?!"

"If you don't dare to play, just come out and say something. What's going on?"

Whoosh!

At the same time, Xiang Fei jumped up from the bottom of the ring. He looked at Mo Cheng and other disciples of Mo Pavilion, "I'll wait for another stick of incense, if Mo Wangchen doesn't show up yet."

If he does, it will be regarded as his cowardice and surrender. We once said at the beginning that if anyone loses, he will kneel down and kowtow three times!"

"How about I go look for it..."

Hearing Xiang Fei's words, Mo Cheng and others looked a bit embarrassed. Mo Xue, who was standing next to Xu Chan, frowned and said.

In the past few days, besides practicing, Mo Xue spent more time studying the alchemy knowledge that Mo Wangchen gave her. Since then, she has not seen each other.

"Haha, who said I'm timid?"

However, at this moment, a chuckle suddenly came from outside the square. There was no need to remind him deliberately. Suddenly, everyone looked over subconsciously.

I saw, at the entrance of the square, a young man in white clothes, walking slowly towards him. His steps were not hurried or slow, and he looked steady. Compared with the old disciples present, the young man's water chestnuts could still be seen.

A little childish.

After all, he is only eighteen years old now!

"Is he Mo Wangchen?"

"Humph! The airs are too big! They only appeared now!"

"Hehe! It seems that he is not much stronger. He will definitely lose in this battle. The black stone I pressed will win for sure!"

"Ha! Just now Xiang Fei said that if the two of them lose, they will kneel down and kowtow three times. This guy has made us wait for so long. When he kneels down in front of others later, let's see if he can still do it in the future.

What kind of dignity do you have to walk in the school?"

Amid everyone's discussion, Mo Wangchen walked up to Mo Cheng and others. Now, he had already restrained his aura, making it difficult for people to see his cultivation. However, as early as ten days ago, there were rumors that Mo Wangchen's

The only true cultivation level is the third level of Pulse Condensation Realm.

Compared with Xiang Fei, this realm is not even a bit inferior.

Although he didn't know why he was able to defeat ordinary ninth-level Pulse Condensation Realm figures like Fang Jie ten days ago, right now, Mo Wangchen's opponent was Xiang Fei, a veteran master on the top of the list.

In everyone's opinion, Mo Wangchen's chance of winning against Xiang Fei was almost zero!

"Day! Why does this kid come?!"

After seeing Mo Wangchen appear, in a certain direction in the crowd, a slightly fat man cursed, "If he hadn't come, I could have said that this bet would be a success, but now he's here."

, you will definitely lose..."

The slightly fat man was none other than Wan Fugui, the second young master of the Wan family!

Although there were many Mo Pavilion disciples who pressed black stones on Mo Wangchen, but compared with what they pressed on Xiang Fei, they were not even one-tenth. This time, if Mo Wangchen lost,

If so, Xiang Feitie will definitely have to die to pay for it!

"Now I just hope that this guy really has some great abilities. When I went back to Wanjia two days ago, my grandfather came to see me specifically and asked me to get closer to this kid. I don't know how they met?"

"But no matter what, Mo Wangchen's cultivation is still much worse than that of Xiang Fei. There will be a chance of winning. Woo hoo, my black stone..."

Wan Fugui felt desperate. If he had known it, he would not have set up this stupid gambling game. He originally thought it was just an ordinary competition, but he did not expect that it would attract so many people to place bets.

What's more, he specifically raised Mo Wangchen's odds to ten to one just to lure people into a trap. He didn't expect that this guy was so popular, and even giving him ten times the odds was so disappointing...

"Haha, I thought you didn't dare to show up."

On the ring, Xiang Fei looked at Mo Wangchen, with a flash of contempt in his eyes. Ten days ago, from the battle between Mo Wangchen and Fang Jie, Xiang Fei could roughly tell the bottom line of Mo Wangchen's strength, and he was different from him.

In comparison, there are still many gaps.

Now, only ten days had passed, and he did not think that Mo Wangchen could really improve his cultivation to a level comparable to his own.

This is simply impossible!

"Forget it, now that you're here, let's go on stage. However, don't expect me to hold back. You're done with those three nods!" Xiang Fei said with a cold smile.

Whoosh!

Mo Wangchen jumped onto the ring, and fought with Xiang Fei more than ten steps away.

His face was full of indifference. After taking a deep breath, his eyes looked away and said, "Don't talk too much, otherwise you will be the one who looks ugly later..."


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