Under one person: Get the Beiming magic skill at the beginning

In addition, although Mo Wen came to participate in the competition, he was also the leader of an alien force organization entrenched in a province.

This is deliberately placed.

Just like the heads of the other four families.

Zhang De, Wu Jiulu, Zhang Gen and others lived in the side room.

For this, Mo Wen expressed his satisfaction, and asked Zhang Lingyu who led the way to say hello to the old master.

After all, he didn't want to share a room with other men.

After a simple wash, Mo Wen didn't go to sleep, but sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice.

Although he is now very successful in strength, strong in skill, and with many means, he can already disdain all his peers.

Even the strong of the older generation are rarely able to match.

But Mo Wen still never slack off in the face of practice.

Although he can barely achieve his goal with his current strength, it is far from enough.

The world is fickle, and order will collapse sooner or later.

What's more, although the aliens are strong, they still pale in comparison to the hot weapons of modern society.

What Mo Wen wanted was absolute safety, which meant that he must have the power to face hot weapons without fear.

Ding Zhang'an couldn't do this kind of thing, and neither could the old Tianshi.

But that doesn't mean Mo Wen can't do it.

And fighting against young masters like Luo Tiandajiao and winning the lottery is the step for him to quickly reach the goal of "absolute safety".

But Mo Wen would not give up his own practice just because there was such a shortcut.

That would make him lazy, a system-only crap.

Mo Wen would never allow this to happen.

......

Silent all night.

The time came to the second day of Luo Tian Dajiao.

Zhang Chulan stood in the center of the field calmly, as if she knew the upcoming competition well in her chest, and victory was within easy reach.

This appearance made the audience's teeth itch with anger.

"Shan Shitong, please enter!"

"Shan Shitong, please enter quickly!"

"Shan Shitong's failure to enter the competition on time will be regarded as a waiver."

"The winner—Zhang Chulan!"

The referee Daoist's reading made the audience burst into bursts.

"Shadow, shady cliff!"

"Don't shake Bilian, what kind of tricks are you playing!"

"Damn, I want to report, this girl must be cheating!"

Dozens of hundreds of spectators stood up excitedly, spit stars flying all over the sky.

Zhang Chulan closed her eyes, opened her arms, bowed gracefully to everyone, then turned around and ran away.

The place where he was standing just now was flooded by a large pile of rubbish.

Zhang Chulan, who left the venue, ran to the next door without stopping.

At the same time, he sent a WeChat voice and asked: "Why, fourth brother, has the competition started yet?"

In the next second, Xu Si replied: "Not yet, come quickly."

Soon, Zhang Chulan rushed to Xu San and Xu Si, and was relieved to see that the game had indeed not started.

Looking at the large number of audience around him, he couldn't help but click his tongue: "There are so many people."

"Normally, this is a match between two dark horses who won the championship. Everyone wants to see their battle."

"Although I don't think the Jia family's kid can win, it should make Mo Wen a little bit harder."

Xu Si lay on the fence, looked at Mo Wen and Jia Zhengliang on the field and said with a curled lip.

Zhang Chulan just scanned around, and saw Zhuge Qing, Zhang Lingyu, Little Vulcan and other contestants who were marked as rivals in the previous materials.

Except for them.

There are also the ten guys I met before, Feng Zhenghao, Wang Ai, and a fierce old man with oblique bangs watching silently.

"I'll go, they're all bosses."

Zhang Chulan was a little shocked.

"Game start!"

Suddenly, a loud shout brought Zhang Chulan back to his senses, and looked into the arena with burning eyes.

"Let me see your methods, Mo Wen."

......

Chapter 159 A random blow shocked the audience!

in the audience.

With a cold face, Lu Ci looked at the two people on the field expressionlessly.

"He is Mo Wen, he looks like a kid."

"Hey, old Lu, don't underestimate him, this young man's strength is not simple."

Wang Ai hunched over, with an inexplicable smile on his face.

"At the Tianxiahui, this kid could penetrate a floor, right Xiaofeng."

He turned his head and said to Feng Zhenghao beside him.

"Old Master Wang is right, Mo Wen's strength and means, in my opinion, few peers in the circle can compare."

Feng Zhenghao said with a smile, he was not dissatisfied with being called Xiaofeng.

Lu Ci stared at the audience intently, and said in a deep voice: "Then according to what you mean, Old Wang, if he disagrees with it at that time, it won't be easy to use it?"

"Hey, it's a society ruled by law now, what can be used to force it, Lao Lu, isn't that what you told me at the time?"

Wang Ai grinned, jokingly said to Lu Ci.

Lu Ci snorted coldly. A year ago, both he and Old Wang knew that there was a young man in the circle with good means, and he beat Yuan Tao away as soon as he debuted.

Wang Ai said at the time that he wanted to see what the young man was doing.

And he said he wasn't interested.

As a result, Wang Ai took it out to make fun of himself now, it's really hateful.

But who made Wang Ai really persuade him.

If he can really improve the family-inherited exercise "Ruyi Jin" and control it by himself without any 'intermediary', the overall strength of his Lu family will be improved visible to the naked eye!

Lu Ci couldn't bear this kind of temptation!

Seeing Lu Ci's unkind expression, Wang Ai also said in moderation: "Okay, old Lu, that junior in Jia's Village is not simple."

"Although Mo Wen may not be able to win, it will definitely take some effort for Mo Wen to win him."

"Let's just watch and decide according to the situation, how?"

Lu Ci nodded, that was all he could do.

He also knew that Wang Ai's enthusiasm must have no good intentions, he just wanted to drag himself into the water to deal with Mo Wen together.

Originally, he was too lazy to care about it.

Now...forget it, I can only say that this brat surnamed Mo is unlucky, and he insists on provoking Wang Ai, an old bastard.

I hope to get acquainted with each other by then, otherwise even if there is a company, and the protection of the Lu family.

It is also impossible to guarantee that the hard-earned things will be lost overnight.

Feng Zhenghao watched silently from the side, his expression was calm, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"Haha, interesting."

Somewhere in the auditorium, Zhuge Qing looked around and couldn't help chuckling.

"Brother, what are you laughing at?"

Beside him, wearing a brown sun hat and overalls, Zhuge Bai asked curiously.

"I'm laughing at the Lord of the Martial God Hall, who is really attracting attention." Zhuge Qing and Zhuge Bai were dressed the same, with their hands in their pockets, smiling and looking at the three ten men in the distance.

"Ah?" Zhuge Bai blinked his eyes ignorantly, a question mark appeared in his head, and then he asked: "By the way, brother, who do you think will win?"

Zhuge Bai was lying on the fence, his small face full of curiosity.

"It's hard to say, neither of these two people is simple, and it will probably be very tragic."

Zhuge Qing crossed his arms, squinted at Mo Wen and Jia Zhengliang below, and sighed slightly: "My Zhuge family hasn't been born for a long time, and I can't keep up with the changes."

"Look carefully, Xiaobai, their match represents the true combat power of the young leaders in the Inhuman world."

"Ok!"

The scorching sun hangs high, and the summer is strong.

The cool breeze from the mountains and forests dissipated the heat in everyone's hearts.

on the field.

Mo Wen's broken hair swayed in front of his forehead. He didn't look at his opponent in this match, but closed his eyes, enjoying the breeze blowing on his face.

"Game start!"