Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 190
The joy of victory in the battle of Lingfu, Mo Chen held back when he came to power. Everyone knew that this was only one of the three battles in martial arts, and there were two more battles to come. The Imperial City Academy did not completely win.

What's more, after the battle of martial arts, there will be a battle of inscription patterns and a battle of martial spirits.

The victory in the battle of Lingfu is only a small battle, not a decisive victory, so everyone's eyes once again fell on the ring.

Of course, most of them are looking at Mo Chen, Mo Chen's strength has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and Bu Qingyun is even closer to Wu Wang, the two join forces, under Wu Wang, I am afraid that it is difficult to have a rival.

But when they watched Yi Lao and a Yuanwu ninth level warrior come on stage, they still felt a sense of pressure. It might be difficult for Mo Chen and Bu Qingyun to win.

Long Aotian's expression has returned to normal. He seems to have no hope for this martial arts battle, but it doesn't matter. The Imperial City Academy has proposed that in the battle of inscription pattern and martial soul, three battles and two wins However, the Imperial City Academy is still doomed to defeat.

"Let's fight!" Mo Chen didn't have any extra words, the glazed body was stimulated to the extreme in an instant, bursting out with dazzling light, and walked towards the opponent.

"Flowing Water Sword!"

Bu Qingyun drew his long sword out of its sheath, and the terrifying sword energy exploded like a meteor, falling towards Yi Lao and the other two.

"Break it for me!"

Yi Lao's wrist slid across, spreading a layer of fluctuations, like boiling water drops, instantly enveloping Bu Qingyun's sword energy, roaring in the void, and bursting suddenly.

On the other side, Mo Chen's Flowing Cloud Jue also fought with the opponent. The latter's attack instantly shook his sword energy and bombarded him. However, under the high-level glazed body, the opponent's attack could not cause any damage at all. The damage is directly overflowing.

The terrifying attack was blocked by Mo Chen's glazed body. At this moment, Mo Chen was like an indomitable god of war, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, as if a god was blocking the god who wanted to kill a god, and a Buddha was blocking the Buddha who wanted to kill the Buddha.

"Luo Ming, you come to restrain Bu Qingyun, I'll deal with Mo Chen first." Yi Lao said to the ninth level warrior, then avoided Bu Qingyun and walked towards Mo Chen.

"Okay." Luo Ming nodded. Compared to Mo Chen, he was more willing to fight Shangbu Qingyun. Although he couldn't win, at least he could hold back.

At the same time, he also handed over the difficult problem to Yi Lao, so he was naturally happy.

"Containment? I'd like to see how you restrain him!" Seeing Yi Lao walking towards Mo Chen, Bu Qingyun didn't seem to be worried. The power of the Flowing Water Sword became even stronger, suppressing Luo Ming with no power to fight back.

"war!"

Yi Lao also burst into a lingering burst of shouting, bursting out with full force of punches, and a series of terrifying attacks also began to suppress Mo Chen.

The battle of Yuanwu was even more dazzling than the battle of Lingfu. The four people on the arena unleashed dazzling attacks one after another. The dazzling light dazzled everyone and greatly impacted their vision.

This Yuanwu battle was too extremely gorgeous, every attack seemed to pull the surrounding rules, constantly impacting everyone's vision, and before they knew it, the crowd around the ring were blown back several meters, It is enough to see the horror of this Yuanwu battle.

Bu Qingyun used the attack to the extreme, suppressing Luo Ming to complain again and again, without any chance to breathe, and Yi Lao kept stepping towards Mo Chen, his fighting spirit climbed to the extreme.

It seemed that both of them wanted to quickly deal with the weaker one, and then team up to besiege the other.

It seems that the key to the outcome of this duel depends on who will last longer, Mo Chen or Luo Ming.

"Go!"

At this moment, Mo Chen suddenly sneered, and the long sword in his hand was thrown out of his hand, and he rushed towards Yi Lao. It burst in the air, and the terrifying energy swept the world, as if to swallow Yi Lao.

"ridiculous."

Yi Lao let out a sneer, even if he blew himself up, it would be of no use to increase the black weapon, he was close to the Martial King, even the third-rank high-grade enhanced black weapon would hardly hurt him.

He went straight into the palm of his hand, and a huge phantom formed in the sky, directly grasped the power of the blast in his hand, took advantage of the momentum, and punched Mo Chen below.

"Ok?"

However, at the next moment, the sneer on Yi Lao's face froze instantly. He forgot, forgot Mo Chen's ability to hide himself. empty.

Bang!
At the moment when Yi Lao's expression changed drastically, a scream came suddenly, and everyone saw that Luo Ming's figure flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and fell straight down the ring.

The next moment, Mo Chen's figure appeared at the place where Luo Ming was standing.

hiss!
At this moment, the crowd gasped one after another, continuously.

It turned out that Mo Chen and Bu Qingyun had planned a long time ago. Mo Chen knew that Long Aotian would definitely send Yi Lao to fight, and let Yi Lao take the lead in suppressing him. Therefore, he used his tricks and pretended to go into battle, and then suppressed the opponent before Bu Qingyun. When one person was unable to resist, he retreated instantly, made a strong move, and defeated the opponent by surprise.

This is also the beginning, why Bu Qingyun didn't worry about Mo Chen, and why Mo Chen didn't use concealment to avoid Yi Lao's attack, but persisted hard.

What they were waiting for was this moment, the opportunity to defeat each other in one fell swoop.

Obviously, they succeeded, and now, two against one, the winning chance is already in their hands.

"Damn it!" Elder Yi cursed secretly, if he didn't know that he had been tricked at this moment, then he was really a fool.

"Mo Chen, I'm the main attacker, you wait for the opportunity to move."

Bu Qingyun rushed towards Yi Lao, and sword lights continued to spread out, making the light on the ring even brighter, as if it could drown everything.

Mr. Yi raised his hand to stop him. He didn't surrender just because of Luo Ming's defeat. He and Bu Qingyun were evenly matched in level. Lao Gen couldn't devote himself to the battle, so that he was suppressed by Bu Qingyun, he could only parry, but could not fight back.

"Boom!"

Mo Chen burst out countless fist marks, and slapped Yi Lao with surging vigor. The latter gritted his teeth and insisted, but he refused to take a step back, his eyes were full of madness.

He cannot afford to lose this crucial battle, and he will never give up until the last moment.

However, what he faced was the joint attack of Mo Chen and Bu Qingyun.

shhhhh!

Several sounds came, and Bu Qingyun burst out countless sword lights. Such a short distance made Yi Lao's pupils shrink suddenly, and he hurriedly leaned back to avoid Bu Qingyun's sword lights.

However, at this moment, Mo Chen's palm print landed on his chest, shaking it away, and then his figure swayed, and he came to Elder Yi. The latter raised his head and saw a sharp claw had already grabbed his chest. throat.

hiss!
A wave of horror rose from Yi Lao's heart, as if he felt an ominous premonition.

"roll!"

Mo Chen sipped softly, clasped Yi Lao's throat, and slapped him down the ring, even though Yi Lao was strong, his throat was a weak point in the human body, and being slapped by Mo Chen almost killed him.

"Damn!"

Yi Lao fell off the ring, coughed violently, covered his throat, and looked at Mo Chen through gritted teeth.

At this moment, the crowd was dumbfounded, and the people of Yuanwu Academy were also dumbfounded. In the battle of Yuanwu, Mo Chen was so strong that Yi Lao, who was close to the level of Wuwang, was knocked off the ring by him.

Even with Bu Qingyun's help, there is no doubt about Mo Chen's strength. Today's Mo Chen is definitely stronger than when he faced Long Aotian a few months ago.

Mo Chen stood on the ring and looked around. The moment Yi Lao fell off the ring, the martial arts battle was over. The Imperial City Academy won two games in a row and won the first battle.

He looked at Long Aotian and Ye Lang sharply, did not speak, but walked down the ring slowly and returned to the camp of the Imperial City Academy.

There is no arrogance, no pride, no contempt, no humiliation, Mo Chen, just walked off the ring indifferently, and won, it seems to be a matter of course, making the people of Yuanwu Academy feel extremely aggrieved, if Mo Chen put down his wild words and humiliation They, they will hate and be angry, but at this moment, their anger can't find a place to vent, this feeling is very uncomfortable.

"Brother Chen, you're doing well." Fatty Xuan and the others looked at Mo Chen happily.

Ye Qianzhong also patted Mo Chen's shoulder appreciatively, and Mo Zining even had a happy smile on his face, and a look of relief, no matter what happened to their father, at least, this brother made her feel happy.

"Next, the battle of Tianyou." On the high platform, Long Aotian said calmly, his indifferent expression made it impossible to see the slightest downcast expression, as if the defeat in the battle of martial arts did not affect the overall situation he controlled .

The crowd looked condensed, two victories in three battles, the Imperial City Academy has already won the battle of martial arts, is the battle of Tianyou still necessary?
The corner of Ye Qianzhong's mouth grinned slightly, he knew that Long Aotian was not trying to decide the outcome of the third battle, but to protect the glory of Yuanwu Academy, so he took a step forward, ready to fight.

However, at this moment, a palm appeared on his shoulder. Looking back, Mo Chen shook his head slightly, which made him a little suspicious.

Mo Chen stepped forward and said: "In the battle of martial arts, we have won two out of three battles. Our Imperial City Academy has already won the battle. There is no need to continue the Tianyou battle."

Long Aotian's pupils constricted for a moment, and he said, "Why, are you despising my Yuanwu Academy?"

Mo Chen shrugged and smiled: "If you want to say that, I can't help it."

Two rays of light burst out from Long Aotian's pupils, he looked directly at Mo Chen, that cold gaze gave people an extremely uncomfortable feeling, it seemed to be sharper than a sharp blade, but Mo Chen was Smile and be fearless.

If you win, why fight again.

Long Aotian withdrew his gaze and nodded lightly. He knew that with Mo Chen's statement, it was obviously impossible for Ye Qianzhong to step into the ring. It seemed that Ye Qianzhong could not be abolished today.

He said: "Okay, since the Imperial City Academy gave up the third round, then the martial arts battle will end with two to one, and the Imperial City Academy will win the next round."

The crowd frowned slightly. Although Long Aotian did not directly announce that Ye Qianzhong had surrendered, the meaning in his words was obviously that Ye Qianzhong had surrendered, which made everyone in the Imperial City Academy a little bit dissatisfied.

Even Ye Qianzhong narrowed his eyes slightly, and a flash of light flashed across his eyes.

Mo Chen smiled lightly: "Principal, since you have already won, why bother to fight again, what's more, don't you think Long Aotian is a little abnormal?"

Following Mo Chen's words, the core figures of the surrounding schools all looked at him, with suspicion in their eyes.

Mo Chen explained: "When did you ever see that Long Aotian would do useless things, we have already won the battle of martial arts, why does he want the dean to fight the battle of Tianyou?"

"Perhaps, he wants to defend the honor of Yuanwu Academy?" someone said.

Ye Qianzhong came over with a clear understanding, shook his head and said: "Long Aotian is not a person who cares about fame and fortune, he always only cares about the result, this third battle, no matter whether he wins or loses, he can't change the result, with his character, he will not ask for another fight , unless he wants to play tricks on this third battle."

(End of this chapter)