Cher's performance ended, Anthony fled in a hurry, and Blue Peony was also sent to the hospital, and the whole venue was full of people, and it took a long time to quiet down.

Back in her seat, Cher's heartbeat had not yet recovered, as fast as a little rabbit hiding, she and her brother snuggled up to each other, feeling extremely happy.

"Sorry for me, single dog!" said the civet sadly, realizing that the two beside him were already intoxicated, and they ignored themselves at all, and pouted even more in annoyance.

Bang! Bang!

The sound of machinery sounded, the lights in the venue were extinguished, and only the light in the center of the podium remained, and the host just appeared again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the warm-up just now was unexpected! It was really wonderful! Shocking! Touching!" The host didn't seem to be in a calm mood, and his breathing was a little undulating.

"Cher!

"Cher!

was mentioned by the host, and the audience once again resounded with wave-like cheers.

Waving his hand to stop everyone, and waiting until the audience was quiet, the host continued: "Now, our Mr. Mo is not calm! He was also deeply moved by the lovers, and the warm-up behind was all canceled, Mr. Mo, here you are——!

Here we are————!

With a long shout, the music sounded again, and a strong light shone brightly, and a black silhouette appeared on the podium.

The black projection grew bigger and closer, and people found a beautiful woman with long hair pushing a wheelchair, and on top of the wheelchair, sat a trembling old man.

Is he Mr. Mo?

Lin Shixiong and Xue'er widened their eyes and looked at the podium carefully.

Finally, the wheelchair reached the center of the podium, and the old man was gray-haired and had a withered face, like a dying patient.

The beautiful woman behind the wheelchair is enchanting and charming, showing the demeanor of a woman, the boys are all drooling when they see it, and the girls are envious when they see it.

Whew!

After a few microphone sounds, the super beauty held a microphone and handed it to Mr. Mo in the wheelchair.

"Hello everyone, I am your Mr. Mo, my surname is Mr. Mo, my name is Mr. No, I am also Mr!" the old man said in a hoarse voice.

Ha ha!

The old students all laughed, but the new students were at a loss, this little old man is Mr. Mo?

"Ahem!" the old man coughed twice, and the audience was quiet again, and he continued: "You must think, an old thing that is almost 300 years old, must be the way I am now, right?"

Oh, yes!

The students answered together, the old students smiling, and the new students still at a loss.

"Hey, hey, that's probably going to disappoint you!" said Mr. Mo.

He suddenly grabbed his white hair, pulled it hard, and pulled off a wig set, and then grabbed his white beard, and pulled it out with force, and actually removed a circle of fake beard.

Immediately, he suddenly got up from his wheelchair and took two steps forward with his head held high, and only then did people see that Mr. Mo had short black hair and thick black stubble on his face.

"The real Mr. Mo is like this!" the dead old man laughed, his voice was no longer hoarse, his timbre was as thick as a bell, his movements were not sluggish, and his demeanor was as powerful as a tiger.

And that's not all, the dead old man then took off his shirt, revealing a solid muscle, and then came a backflip, which actually spun twice in the air before he landed.

"Even like this!!" Mr. Mo landed steadily, spread his arms, and smiled sinisterly.

All right!

The old students and the new students all cheered with thunder, the old students cheered because of worship, and the new students cheered because of the shock.

"Hey, hey, I'm sorry, I always like to joke with new students!" Mr. Mo held the microphone and took two steps forward, and the audience burst into laughter.

Lin Shixiong couldn't cry or laugh, and when he looked closely, Mr. Mo looked like he was about fifty years old, in good spirits and full of energy, and he really looked like a master of ability.

"Well, what are you going to talk about today? I have a bad memory, and I tend to forget things, and I forgot my speech at the head of the bed! Michelle, you didn't remind me when I got up?" Mr. Mo said with a melancholy expression, grabbing his head.

"Master!" Michelle stomped her feet, she was ashamed and angry, and a red cloud appeared on her face.

It dawned on people that the two slept together last night.

Haha!

The audience burst into laughter again.

"If you want to learn well, you need to sleep with Master first! Michelle is a diligent apprentice!" Mr. Mo said with a smile.

Michelle turned her back in shame, ignoring the old man.

Haha!

There was another burst of crazy laughter in the audience, Mr. Mo was an old and disrespectful image, and the students all knew about it, and it was even more funny when they saw a real person.

"Hmph! Dead old man! Disrespectful to the old! Old man is not ashamed!" the civet saw it, and he was so angry that he puffed up.

Lin Shixiong and Han Ruoxue also met and smiled bitterly, is it a mistake to participate in such a guy's apprenticeship competition? !

"Ahem, please pretend not to know about this! Let's move on to the next topic!" Mr. Mo said with a smile.

He groaned, stared at the audience, and said loudly: "Since the speech script is gone, let's let it go! Those two little guys just now are very good, let's interact, I will talk about whatever you want to hear!"

Yes?!

And our business?!

Lin Shixiong and Han Ruoxue are both low-key people, but they didn't expect to repeatedly become the focus of attention in the venue of more than 100,000 people.

"What do you want to hear?" the moderator walked over to the podium, then threw the microphone over with a flick of his palm.

actually threw the microphone, this host is enough for two, Lin Shixiong thought, stretched out his hand to pick it up, but found that the microphone was in the air and stopped in mid-air.

Air control?!

When the students in the audience saw this hand, they all thundered with joy, and Lin Shixiong and Han Ruxue were shocked.

This host turned out to be an anomaly, and his air control ability was very pure, and he could even make the item stop steadily at the target location!

"Uh!" The microphone had been thrown in front of Lin Shixiong, and he couldn't shirk it, so he could only stand up and grab the microphone.

Pull it hard to the side, and the microphone doesn't move!

Lin Shixiong was shocked, he was so strong, he was a zombie, he could break through the steel plate of the mecha with one punch, such a brute force could not shake a small microphone!

This host must also be a disciple of Mr. Mo!

Originally, through his performance just now, Lin Shixiong was a little contemptuous of Mr. Mo, feeling that this was an unserious dead old man, but now, his heart rose with sincere admiration.

Sure enough, it's a master!

"Dear Mr. Mo, hello! My name is Lin San, and I am a student of the Mecha Academy! What I want to know is-ability! Why do zombies have ability? Can ordinary humans also develop ability? Listen to your teaching!"

Shocked by Mr. Mo's disciples, Lin Shixiong immediately changed his attitude and said politely.

"Okay! That's a good question, let's talk about abilities today!" Mr. Mo nodded vigorously.

The emotions of the students were aroused, the old students were especially engaged, and the new students were also very enthusiastic, because most of them knew that there was very little mention of abilities in the academy, which seemed to be the most obscure topic in the fortress, and Mr. Mo was even more silent.

Today, Mr. Mo wants to explain the ability, what a great opportunity!

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