"Okay, now that the lots have been drawn, let's officially start the martial arts competition."
Yan Shining said calmly, pointing to the middle of the martial arts stage: "First, start from No. 1 and No. 201."
Warrior No. 1 stepped forward. He was a young man in black, holding a big knife in his hand.
Warrior No. 201 also stepped forward. He was a stern young man holding a long sword in his hand.
"Let's get started."
Yan Shining's red lips parted slightly and she stepped aside.
The two warriors held each other's fists, and then started fighting.
The flash of swords and shadows was so exciting that it attracted applause from the audience.
at last.
The stern young man holding a long sword narrowly missed a move and won the victory.
"Admitted it."
The stern young man took back his sword and apologized.
"It's because my skills are inferior to others."
The young man holding the big knife smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Victory No. 201."
Yan Shining announced the result of the competition, and then said: "Next, No. 2 and No. 202 will come forward."
that's all.
One game after another started.
The audience in the audience enjoyed watching it very much and their blood was boiling.
soon.
It was Mo Chuan's turn.
"Next, please invite No. 43 and No. 243 to come forward." Yan Shining announced.
After Mo Chuan heard this, he walked to the middle of the martial arts stage.
Warrior No. 243, a sturdy young man, also walked to the middle of the martial arts stage.
"Hey, Mo Chuan, is that you number 43?"
Yan Shining glanced at Mo Chuan, a little surprised, and then she couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for young man No. 243.
"Miss Yan."
Mo Chuan chuckled and nodded to Yan Shining.
"What? Are you Mo Chuan?!"
What is surprising is that after hearing Yan Shining's words, the face of the sturdy young man No. 234 immediately changed.
"Yes, I am."
Mo Chuan nodded.
Thump thump thump.
Rapid footsteps sounded.
After receiving a positive answer, the sturdy young man turned pale and quickly took a few steps back.
Offstage.
Most of the warriors didn't know Mo Chuan yet, and when they saw this scene, they suddenly realized.
"Damn, it turns out he is Mo Chuan?!"
"This is the true appearance of the first genius!"
"Shh, keep your voice down, Xiong Shaoqing, the seventh genius, died in his hands!"
On stage.
"I...I admit defeat!" the strong young man said with a trembling voice.
What?
Mo Chuan was stunned.
Give in?
You actually gave up?
Mo Chuan was a little bit dumbfounded.
He finally realized what Yue Yingcai and others meant when they said they had a bad reputation.
The audience below the stage were not surprised at all.
When you meet your first genius, you should admit defeat!
Not surrendering, but insisting on being tough, that is the real stupidity!
"In that case, then in this round, No. 43 Mo Chuan wins." When Mo Chuan was stunned, Yan Shining spoke, her red lips lightly parted.
Hearing this, the sturdy young man No. 243, as if he had been granted amnesty, quickly got off the martial arts stage.
Mo Chuan also got off the martial arts stage speechlessly.
On the martial arts stage, the competition continued.
In the audience, Mo Chuan watched the next game.
However, not long after, his brows furrowed slightly.
At the edge of his consciousness, not far from the venue, a large group of warriors came.
The leader was two warriors standing side by side, one was Old Man Baicao, and the other was a strange middle-aged man.
"Interesting, Old Man Baicao, you are finally here! Then that strange middle-aged man must be the head of the Xiong family."
Mo Chuan showed a smile.
However, what surprised him was that next, Old Man Baicao and his party did not enter the venue, but stopped not far outside the venue.
"Huh? Don't you plan to come in immediately and seek revenge from me?"
Mo Chuan was a little surprised, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "I feel quite calm."
Then, he shook his head and ignored these people.
Taking advantage of this free opportunity, he planned to read the jade slip inheritance again.
He has two jade slips. One is from the ruins palace on the seabed. It records the inheritance of Xuantian's swordsmanship. This one has been seen.
What we want to look at this time is another jade slip, the one obtained from the ruins palace in Nanwu City.
"I don't know what level the magic inheritance in that jade slip is."
He was looking forward to it and communicated with the system space. The next second, the jade slip appeared in his hand.
Opening this jade slip, there is a faint mark of divine consciousness inside.
Mo Chuan penetrated his spiritual consciousness into this divine consciousness mark and read the content and information recorded in it.
Not long after.
Mo Chuan withdrew his consciousness, his eyes showing surprise.
"What is recorded in this jade slip inheritance is not a magic technique, but a secret technique!"
"A secret skill called 'teleportation'!!!"
The so-called secret skill is a special kind of magic. Because it does not have the ratings of heaven, earth, xuan, yellow, and human, it cannot be counted among the regular magic.
Therefore, it is divided into a separate category called secret skills.
Every secret skill is very amazing.
For example, the effect of teleportation in front of you is very terrifying.
It can make people move a short distance instantly!!!
"I found a treasure, I really found a treasure."
Mo Chuan, no matter how calm he usually is, cannot be calm at this moment.
Teleport!
Just imagine, when fighting the enemy, mastering teleportation will bring a big change to the battle situation?!
Immediately.
Mo Chuan closed his eyes and meditated, and began to review the inheritance of teleportation in his mind, deducing it over and over again.
??
at the same time.
Not far outside the venue.
"Master, Mo Chuan is right here, why don't we go in?"
A Xiong family warrior asked, and other Xiong family warriors also showed doubts.
"No rush."
Xiong Musang chuckled, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "When this battle of geniuses is over and the atmosphere in the venue reaches its peak, we will rush in and kill Mo Chuan with the power of thunder. Wouldn't it be more interesting like this?
?!Wouldn’t it be more impactful?”
Old Man Baicao nodded, obviously agreeing with this approach.
"I see."
Each of the Xiong family warriors suddenly understood, and then they all showed cruel smiles.