The final venue is similar to the previous group battles, but the difference is that in the center of the huge field, there is only one ring. This is also destined that the two players who are fighting here will get absolute attention.

At this time, Ye Shuo and Mo Gucheng had already stood in the ring respectively. They looked at each other from a distance, waiting for the examiner to blow the horn of war.

And under the ring, the audience was already overwhelmed, whether it was the influence of the first game or the fame of Mo Gucheng, it was enough to completely push the attention of this game to the peak.

In the corner of the crowd, Feng Qiwu's eyes were gloomy, staring at Ye Shuo, and he was still muttering:

"He looked down on me. ”

Changing the opponent on the spot and giving priority to challenging Mo Gucheng, doesn't that mean that he feels that he is not competitive?

Feng Boliang comforted the younger brother who had drilled the horns of the bull with some amusement: "Okay Xiaowu, in fact, it's a good thing that they fight first, let's watch it first, just know ourselves and the other!"

"He looked down on me. Feng Qiwu snorted sullenly, and the low air pressure around her body seemed to be even stronger.

In this battle, even the top geniuses of those major sects were all surrounded. Of course, no one paid attention to Ye Shuo, they were all attracted by Mo Gucheng. Let's take a good look at how strong this person with the praise of "first-day genius" will be!

Huang Fuli was also nervously watching. In the group battle assessment, they were divided into different rings, and at that time he could only concentrate on the battle, unable to be distracted, and now, finally, ...... Finally a chance to see him in action up close!

Ge Shuchong saw the killing of nine heavens at a glance, others were afraid of this evil star, but he was not afraid, carrying the ghost head knife on his back, shaking his head and walking over.

"You're here too?"

"What's the matter, which side are you optimistic about?

Ji Jiutian glanced at him coldly, his blade-like gaze swept across the ring, and swept straight towards Mo Gucheng at the other end: "Naturally, it's him." ”

Ge Shu Chong was stunned for a moment, and the ridicule that came to his mouth was also stuck in his throat: "Well, how could it be him? Wasn't he the one who kicked you out of the ring?" raised his chin in the direction of Ye Shuo, "I thought you would support that stupid boy." ”

Ji Jiutian's expression was still cold, but the sword he was holding tightly in his hand suddenly popped out with a "zheng" sound, rubbing against the scabbard, and emitting a sharp buzz, which shook Ge Shuchong's head a little foggy.

Brother Shuqing on the side had already seen through the mystery, glanced at the two of them with a cold face, and said lightly: "He lost to Mo Gucheng, if Mo Gucheng loses to others again, wouldn't it mean that he also lost to that stupid boy." ”

Ge Shuchong suddenly realized, and praised repeatedly: "I see, it's still the eldest brother who is smart!" However, no matter how much he boasted, Ge Shuqing always just had a cold face, which made him bored.

On one side is the eldest brother who always treats himself as mentally retarded, and on the other side, Jiutian is also cold-faced with murderous intent, Ge Shuchong only feels as if he is caught between two icebergs.

Yes...... Sure enough, it's still that little girl who is more interesting!

Immediately at the end of the ring, Qiao Xiying was waving her hand hard, screaming at the ring:

"Come on, Senior Brother Lonely, teach him a lesson!"

And Shen Antong had already sold flowers and support boards in the venue early, which was quite popular with supporters of Mogucheng, and business was extremely hot.

In fact, many girls will also prepare for these things, but after all, it is the first game, and many people have not yet tasted it. Shen Antong is different, during the seven-day recuperation period before the finals, she investigated the murderer with Rong Xiaofeng, Bo Liang and others during the day, and when she returned to the dormitory at night, she stepped up the production of various support boards. On the one hand, there are points rewards, and on the other hand, there is real money income, and both hands do not fall short.

Sure enough, if you want to seize business opportunities, you often pay attention to a "first strike first".

Ye Shuo also noticed the noise in the audience.

Those voices of discussion are almost one-sidedly optimistic about Mo Gucheng. Especially Qiao Xiying and Shen Antong, after this period of time together, Ye Shuo has already regarded them as "his own people", but now they don't support themselves...... The more this is the case, the more angry Ye Shuo becomes, and the object of this anger is directed at Mo Gucheng!

Slowly raise your thumb and give it a thumbs up towards the opposite side. Then, under the gaze of the audience, the fingertips suddenly flipped down!

Then it was reversed, in addition to the overturned dignity and humility, and everyone's astonished eyes.

This gesture was really too provocative! Many onlookers were aroused. It was just a game and he didn't respect his opponent at all!

At this moment, Mo Gucheng's indifferent face to the extreme finally had a slight fluctuation.

There was a hint of anger in his eyes. It was a provocation to his dignity.

"Ten rounds. ”

Mo Gucheng spoke coldly, looking directly at Ye Shuo, his voice was like ice that would not melt for thousands of years.

"If I can't beat you in ten rounds, I lose. ”

The provocation is back! The eyes of the onlookers widened. Although they all believe in Mo Gucheng's strength, but if they really want to end the top ten battle in ten rounds, can this kind of thing really be done? After all, everyone who can reach the finals is not a fuel-efficient lamp, in case he puts down his arrogance but can't make it, wouldn't it be a slap in the face?

Even the examiner felt inappropriate, and took the initiative to point out: "But, Mo Gucheng player, there are no such rules in the competition, if you want to insist, we may need to ask the master of the Heavenly Palace first......

If he doesn't win or lose in 10 rounds, will he lose, or will he continue to play?

Count him if he loses, it's unfair to him, after all, in this final final, it should be the real powerhouse, not a false ranking under the anger, which is related to a series of resource supplies in the future, and it must not be sloppy. But let's continue to play, he also put down his words before, doesn't that make everyone feel that he is untrustworthy?

Mo Gucheng ignored the examiner's kindness in relieving the siege, and said coldly: "It's just me and his personal victory." I've got the final say. ”

On the other side, Ye Shuo secretly clenched his fists. These ten rounds of covenant seem to be the opponent's self-restraint on the surface, but in fact, he is also arming himself.

If you want to win perfection, you have to really beat him within ten rounds. If he only survives the time limit and waits for him to lose automatically, what is the difference between it and the original "Polished Promotion"?

The two looked at each other, each of them did not let in, and just when the audience was in an uproar and the examiner was embarrassed, an astonishing coercion suddenly fell in the examination room. Everyone can feel that they are enveloped by an invisible rule, but their hands and feet cannot move at all.

Then, a voice implied the meaning of the law, with a slight smile, sounded over the examination room.

"Within a certain range, participants can make their own rules. But the lonely city, if you want to win, you have to win beautiful, don't smash your own signboard in order to be handsome?"

The voice...... He is the master of the Heavenly Palace!

In Mo Gucheng's eyes, a sudden wave of ecstasy swelled up. He has always been as calm as a mountain, but at this moment he was trembling with excitement in the ring.

Adults are always watching me...... And he knows my name! He appreciates me...... Absolutely, yes!

As if years of hard work had finally paid off, Mo Gucheng was so surprised that he couldn't extricate himself for a while, and after a while, he replied briefly but firmly:

"Yes!"

Adults are looking at me, and I will definitely win, and in the shortest possible time!

Inside the console, Feng Dushan looked away with some dissatisfaction when he saw that the adults were accommodating to Mo Gucheng like this.

In the examination room, due to this unexpected scene, the audience was already boiling.

Since participating in the assessment, this is the first time that the master of the Heavenly Palace has spoken to them. Listening to his tone, he was already familiar with Mo Gucheng. Sure enough, he is worthy of being a top genius! A series of envious and jealous eyes immediately fell on Mo Gucheng from all directions.

On the other side, Ye Shuo just clenched his fists again, and bursts of sharp pain appeared in his palms, stimulating his blood to burn.

To a certain extent, the master of the Heavenly Palace is indeed his former idol, and it is the first time to come into contact with him at such a close range, it is impossible to say that there is no throbbing in his heart at all. But now he is more concerned about the battle in front of him.

Although he had already broken through to the fourth stage of the Qi Transformation Stage, with all the means he had, even in the face of Mo Gucheng, he was not completely without a fight. But if he has to limit the outcome to 10 rounds, he is not absolutely sure. Don't...... Do you really want to use "self-sleeping" in the first place?

Ink Lonely City...... Ink Lonely City...... Looking at him now, the scenes of his oppression in the past flashed in Ye Shuo's mind.

The Xuantian faction destroyed the sect, and you insisted on saving Moliang City, and spontaneously took the hatred he left behind......

Mercenary Guild, you instruct everyone to deal with my enemies......

And when you were in the Qingxin Martial Arts Hall, you didn't forget to smear me in front of others in the name of justice......

You are targeting me at every turn, and you, a powerful genius, have always stood in my way, trampled on my dignity, and interfered with my choices......

I have to defeat you so that I can re-strengthen my Dao heart and ...... Take a new step!

While Ye Shuo was secretly making up his mind, Mo Gucheng had already entered the battle.

Around him, wave after wave of strong coercion emanated. The arena seemed to turn into a dark space, only the continuous white light on his side, like a blade, like a wave, the stone bricks of the ring were lifted up one after another, and burst into a piece of powder in mid-air. The power of God is like a prison, the vastness is like a galaxy falling, and the deep sense of oppression makes people feel desperate from the bottom of their hearts.

Ye Shuo's body shook violently, he was already unstable on his feet, and his feet were like stepping on a skateboard, sliding sharply backwards. He could hear the bones around his body popping like fried beans, and it was his body in fear. That wordless shock actually crossed the body and went straight to the soul!

"It's so strong...... How can it be so strong?"

Ye Shuo struggled to cross his arms in front of him, resisting the bursts of oppression like a blade. Although he had long known that Mo Gucheng must be very strong, why was he so powerless as a child who had never stepped into the spiritual cultivation realm when facing him? Could it be that the gap between them was really that big?

The coercion was still increasing, and Ye Shuo felt the oppression from the whole world, as if the entire universe was pressing down on him together. His body was also shattered in an instant, turning into interstellar dust......

It can't go on like this...... Ye Shuo's pupils constricted sharply, and in the end, he resolutely closed his eyes in the face of the overwhelming coercion.

Falling in the darkness, he quickly entered a familiar space. It was the space of his consciousness, the communication with the second consciousness, and it was here.

Ye Shuo didn't dare to delay too much, and as soon as his consciousness adapted to the transformation of the law, he ran up violently and shouted loudly:

"Listen, we need to work together ......!"

However, before he could find the second consciousness hidden in the darkness, the space in front of him suddenly dissolved one after another, and the entire space was violently turbulent, and then it exploded with a "bang" like broken glass.

Ye Shuo returned to the real arena. In the moment of the transition between the virtual and the real, he felt a sincere fear.

This is the first time it has been ...... There is someone who can shatter his divine consciousness space. That's what it is...... Real power?

When he opened his eyes again, he could no longer see the figure in front of him, and in the darkness, there was only a storm of energy that kept washing, and they surrounded him from all sides, completely drowning him......

Then came complete darkness.

When Ye Shuo regained consciousness again, he was already sitting on the sidelines. Cold sweat soaked through his clothes, and everywhere around his body, there were still residual pains from the hard battle.

Mo Gucheng had already stepped out of the ring, and everyone gathered around him, cheering that he was the victor.

Even Yan Lilin took the initiative to step forward and showed him a warm smile.

"Brother Gucheng, the oppression of the law just now is really strong, and I am already looking forward to the decisive battle with you. ”

This was the first conversation between the two geniuses, and the audience suddenly fell silent, silently witnessing this historic moment.

However, Mo Gucheng, who was in the focus of his gaze, just glanced at Yan Lilin indifferently, and even disdained a polite answer, so he turned around and left arrogantly.

didn't even give Yan Lilin face! Everyone was secretly amazed, this supreme genius is really very personal!

However, to this day, no one will accuse him of anything. After all, as the saying goes, powerful people are always more temperamental. And Mo Gucheng's strength is enough to be worthy of his arrogance.

Looking at the distant back, everyone sighed secretly. That pride, that tenacity, can really be called: if the heart has a direction, there is no fear!

The first game ended with such a surprise and not an unexpected result.

It's not surprising, because everyone has already expected the victory of Mo Gucheng.

Speaking of surprise, no one thought that he would win so easily.

Although ten rounds of covenant were made, the previous battle had greatly shortened this number.

Exactly, how much potential does he have in him, and how amazing will it be if he shows all his strength?

(End of chapter)