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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Dark Losses

In the corner of the ring, Wang Ting held Qiguan with both hands. Although she did not attack recklessly, she felt that she had a hundred ways to knock Li Moyan down in an instant due to Li Moyan's casual stance.

In Wang Ting's eyes, Li Moyan was like a layman at this time, full of flaws, so many that she even had to consider which angle was better when attacking.

"Hey, are you a little too casual like this?" Wang Ting still felt a little wary of an opponent in this state.

Li Moyan smiled and said, "You can just attack us."

Although Wang Ting was murmuring in her heart, Li Moyan's wide-open posture made it difficult for her to curb her desire to attack, so she shouted in a low voice: "That's offending!"

As soon as she said this, she pointed towards Li Moyan with one hand, and a stream of light came out of the Qi ball, like a laser, and shot towards Li Moyan with a "swipe" sound.

The twins looked at Li Moyan's standing posture in the stands and couldn't help but complain: "This boy, the more he learns, the worse he gets. He is full of flaws. Qiuye, you may win this bet."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, everyone who thought Li Moyan was destined to lose in this game instantly widened their eyes.

But the stream of light emitted by Wang Ting instantly penetrated Li Moyan's body, but as if it were piercing through the void, it hit the floor of the arena behind him, splashing several pieces of gravel.

"Here!" A voice sounded coldly in Wang Ting's ears, and she was startled to hear that the voice was actually behind her!

A gust of cold wind hit, and Wang Ting only felt a fierce aura behind her. She didn't even have time to turn around. The Qigong ball above her head suddenly burst into light, and "swish, swish, swish" sprayed out dozens of streams of light one after another, like a waterfall tilting, protecting her whole body, direct rays of light.

There are countless gravels on the ground and the dust is flying!

Her Qi Tuan consumes a lot of money and is suitable for long-distance attacks. However, she never thought that Li Moyan was so fast. He was pressed close to her after just one encounter. In desperation, the Qi Tuan was filled with light, like tongues of fire.

Squirting out!

"Crooked again!" Li Moyan's voice sounded again.

Wang Ting's eyes trembled slightly, and she hurriedly looked down. Sure enough, Li Moyan's figure had turned beneath her at some point, and as she dwarfed, she was sweeping the hall.

"So fast!"

"How can it be!"

"really!"

All those who followed the game were amazed after witnessing the scene in front of them. Li Moyan's figure was as fast as lightning and erratic like a projection. Within Wang Ting's extreme reaction time, he had changed positions three times in a row.

"Bang!" Li Moyan swept his legs like a whirlwind, knocking down Wang Ting who was caught off guard. He used the momentum to turn around and pinned the floating Wang Ting firmly on her waist.

The latter let out a sweet cry and fell onto the stage without any precautions!

"Thirteen institutes, Li Moyan wins!" At the same time, Lou Shuai's voice immediately sounded.

"This... is nonsense!"

"One face-to-face meeting and it's over?"

Of all the arenas in the second round of the competition, this one was the first to announce the results. The eyes of everyone in the audience were quickly attracted by Lou Shuai's announcement, and they started talking about it.

Li Moyan slowly put away his posture, looked at Wang Ting in the audience, and said softly: "I'm offended."

Wang Ting got up with a confused look on her face and stood there, not knowing what happened. She was knocked off the stage in a daze. She thought that even if it wasn't a world-shattering battle, it would still have a comeback.

, I didn’t expect that she would be knocked down as soon as I met her. How could she accept this?

The Director of the Twenty-seventh Institute came forward, patted Wang Ting on the shoulder, and said:

He said displeasedly: "I didn't expect that one of my own people would underestimate the enemy. You want to disappoint me."

Wang Ting was so aggrieved that she was almost furious. Her opponent didn't even give her a chance to show off, so she easily ended her game. She was speechless for a moment: "Director..."

"Go and have a rest..." The director waved his hand, as if he didn't want to say anything more to her.

Wang Ting stamped her feet angrily and returned to the waiting table unwillingly.

"Succeed in one blow and leave no room for chance. It's a seedling." On the rostrum, Situ Jiuge, who had been dozing off, suddenly said.

The other three people all followed his gaze and looked towards the stage. Li Moyan was standing quietly waiting for the battle, looking extremely relaxed. Apparently he had solved the first game quickly and without any effort.

"Is this... the junk from the Thirteenth Institute?" Cang Lei confirmed.

Aileen flipped through the information on the computer and said, "Well, the name of the thirteenth school is Li Moyan. Speaking of which, this year's thirteenth school is a bit eye-catching."

Duan Shanhe sneered at this: "It's too early to tell now, we'll see later."

At this time, everyone in the court, except Xiao Zhang, looked at Li Moyan with admiration. His performance in the first game was beyond their expectations.

Murong Duo held the edge of the ring, gave him a thumbs up and said: "Okay, kid, I didn't see it, it's hidden!"

Li Moyan blinked at him and gave him a thumbs up, indicating that the problem was not big.

Half a month ago, Lu Zhai.

Li Moyan was sweating profusely and panting, holding his knees and almost kneeling on the ground. Lu Jinshan squinted at him.

"Master, why does it seem that the more I raise my Qi, the greater my energy consumption becomes? Is there something wrong?"

Lu Jinshan smiled and said, "Have you seen the inside of your dress?"

Li Moyan was startled when he heard this. He put on the clothes Lu Jinshan gave him in the dark that day. He didn't have time to observe anything. He only thought it was a load-bearing suit filled with lead blocks. When he heard Lu Jinshan ask this question, he quickly lowered his head to check.

.

Pulling open his collar, what he saw made all the hair on his body stand up, and goosebumps spread from the soles of his feet to the back of his head!

I saw many strange runes painted on the inside of the heavy-bearing suit, and those runes were faintly glowing with golden light, mixed with circular patterns one after another. At a glance, it was clear that those circular patterns were one after another.

His strange mouth is constantly opening and closing in an orderly manner, swallowing his own Qi in big mouthfuls!

"Master! This..." When he thought about his whole body being bitten by this strange mouth, devouring his Qi day and night, Li Moyan couldn't help but turn pale with shock!

"Qi can be regenerated. This kind of energy-eating rune was used to restrain aliens in the past. It is similar to the handcuffs and shackles used by ordinary people. They constantly swallow up aliens' qi, leaving them unable to resist. This training method

, I also researched it myself. You are constantly overdrafting, and it may be helpful for you to adjust Qi." Lu Jinshan smiled and said it lightly.

"But……"

"There's nothing wrong with it. Anyway, without my permission, you must wear this suit! You are not allowed to take it off!" Lu Jinshan cut off Li Moyan's words with a straight face.

It wasn't until half a month later that Li Moyan took off the clothes and realized Lu Jinshan's good intentions. The number of Qi Devouring Runes was just right, which not only made his Qi generation faster than a star and a half, but also gave him energy while devouring it.

Set aside enough volume for training.

Of course, according to Lu Jinshan's training method, after taking off the burden, Li Moyan only felt that his movements were smooth and his hands and feet were brisk. He had never thought that he could have such

Speed, I think there must be some secret to that suit.

That half-month of devilish training kept Li Moyan's nerves in a tense state. He was always vigilant about fighting. Every muscle in his body had formed a memory. Once he was freed from the shackles of that burdensome body, his strength would increase.

It's gone up a lot.

After easily defeating Wang Ting in the first game, he realized that Lu Jinshan was really capable and worthy of being the head of the Lu family. He could reach such a height in just half a month! It reminded him of Lu Buren.

Kong Chu's killing spree was simply unstoppable, and he became more and more interested in the "Dao Tian Escape Sword Technique" in his hand.

Li Moyan's performance in the first game far exceeded everyone's expectations. No one could have expected that a random D-level member of the Thirteen Institutes, occupying the job quota, would be the first to be eliminated in the second round of all games.

opponent.

The Director of the Twenty-seventh Institute patted a man next to him with an unhappy expression and whispered: "Don't underestimate the enemy. Wang Ting was defeated too quickly. Our opponent has not obtained enough information except speed. He must be

Be steady and steady!”

The man next to him was bare-chested. Although his muscles were not very developed, he looked quite firm. He was wearing a pair of bloomers. The most conspicuous thing was his dazzling bald head, which reflected the light like a high-wattage light bulb.

The man nodded slightly, turned on the stage, greeted the referee, and started the second game.

Baldhead, like Wang Ting, did not immediately take the offensive, but retreated slightly. After all, his opponent's speed was obvious to all, and he did not dare to expose his flaws easily.

Li Moyan also acted as if he were on stage, taking the lead in pinching the Eight Palace Technique, squinting his eyes and looking at the bald head from a distance.

At this time, in his eyes, the body of the bald head was slightly illuminated by a layer of golden light. Different from the rising and rolling Qi of others, the golden light was smooth and bright, and adhered tightly to the body of the bald head. From a distance, it looked like it was plated with gold.

This was the first time Li Moyan saw this kind of Qi, so he asked: "Aren't you going to attack?"

The bald man smiled slightly: "No, just attack. If you can attack, I will lose."

Li Moyan smiled and said jokingly: "You are just like a football commentator. If the ball goes in without missing the target, you are just talking nonsense."

Just as the bald man was about to reply, Li Moyan's figure suddenly disappeared from his field of vision. The former's pupils shrank, and he quickly gathered his mind and prepared himself on the defensive.

At the same time, Li Moyan had already reached in front of him, but he was as fast as the wind. His fist drew an arc, bringing up a long cyan stream of light, whizzing towards him.

The bald man instinctively raised his arms to block, but the next second, the swift and fierce punch suddenly disappeared. On the other side of his body, the air flowed slightly, and Li Moyan had already shifted sideways!

"So fast!" The bald man exclaimed in his heart. He raised his blocking arm and quickly hit his other fist with his palm. He took advantage of the situation and turned his elbow towards Li Moyan.

With a cry of "Hoo!", this move was in vain. Li Moyan stood up again and stood up, with a splitting move already in place.

With this turn of the bald man, the body has been slightly twisted, and there is a huge gap behind him. This kick is bound to hit!

"Dang!" With a golden sound, Li Moyan's kick hit the bald man's back firmly, but a huge force rebounded, and he felt as if he was kicked on a golden bell and an iron tripod, shaking his whole body.

My legs were numb and painful.

Baldhead, on the other hand, just staggered a step, steadied his body, and reached back to grab Li Moyan.

Li Moyan dwarfed his body, turned back one after another, and quickly opened the distance between him and the bald man. The two moves had just exchanged, and he suffered a secret loss. This bald man has some skills!


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