Seeing that Qin Rong didn't have much confidence in Mo Liang, the horse-faced man didn't have any expectations for Mo Liang anymore, and said with a bit of ridicule: "Boy, even if you lose, don't lose too ugly, within the same level, it only took Dai Hu an average of a quarter of an hour to solve the opponent, you can hold on and try to get as close to this average time as possible, otherwise this competition will end too soon and there will be nothing to watch." ”

Mo Liang said lightly: "Then I'm afraid you will be disappointed, the competition will not take so long at all, because he can't last half an hour in my hands." ”

The horse-faced man was surprised: "Yo! You kid is quite crazy, you are really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers!"

Qin Rong glanced at Mo Liang and snorted coldly, obviously thinking that Mo Liang was talking big, even if Mo Liang really had some ability, now that he was imprisoned by Lord Yan Fei, he could only exert sixty percent of his strength, and it would be good to survive in Dai Hu's hands, and he dared to let out such wild words, which was really incomprehensible.

At this time, in the competition area, the battle between the two monks before has already had a result, one died on the spot, the other was seriously injured and narrowly won, the person who bet on the right one smiled, the person who bet on the wrong one was depressed, and some were simply excited about the fierceness of the competition, although this was only a battle between the first layer of the Tiangang Realm, but the excitement had far exceeded this category, and the atmosphere of the whole audience had been mobilized.

Someone immediately stepped forward to simply clean up the competition area, and the next competition began immediately.

The horse-faced man played with taste: "It's your turn, go ahead, let me see your strength and your boasting ability, which one is more powerful!"

Mo Liang put a mask that Tuo Qin Rong had prepared for himself on his face in advance, and walked towards the competition area.

Mo Liang thought about it again and again, and decided to wear a mask to compete in order to prevent enemies, and asked Qin Rong to register himself as Liang Mo in advance.

Qin Rong and Yan Fei didn't pay attention to this little thing, anyway, they knew Mo Liang's true appearance and name, and Mo Liang could make money for them.

Mo Liang walked to the competition area, and in a road opposite, a person also slowly walked out.

It was a strong man with fierce eyes, bare upper body, and a tiger's back, he was carrying a pair of copper hammers weighing a thousand catties on his back, and his well-developed muscles were raised high, as if each piece was full of explosive power, and the size alone was more than twice that of Mo Liang.

This person is Dai Hu!

As he approached, a sky-high killing intent struck him, as fierce as a violent storm, as if he was about to tear Mo Liang apart alive with this momentum.

Ordinary monks, in the face of such a powerful aura, were afraid that they would have been timid before the war started, but Mo Liang was calm and immovable, unaffected in the slightest.

There were bursts of cheers from the audience, everyone was already familiar with Dai Hu, he was a dark horse that had emerged in recent times, winning all four battles, and all of them were devastating, and he already had a lot of popularity.

However, everyone's eyes were a little strange when they looked at Mo Liang, and there were often some people who were unwilling to reveal their identities among the people who came to participate in the arena competition, and it was not surprising that they wore masks to stand out, but this young man carrying a wooden sword on his back was a little eye-catching.

Using a wooden sword? This is inevitably a bit too contemptuous of people, isn't it? Or is there something else to this wooden sword?

The information of the participants in the arena is all open to the public, and Mo Liang's information is almost blank except for Liang Mo's name, in this case, everyone is naturally more optimistic about Dai Hu, who has won all four battles, and many people are pressed to the latter, and countless expectations fall on the latter.

In a distinguished area with a wide field of vision and a separate demarcation in the audience, a graceful woman with phoenix eyes and bright teeth and a plump and mature body leaned lazily on a luxurious seat, and on the side, a girl dressed in a maidservant service, but with delicate and handsome facial features, was beating the woman's shoulders without love.

These two daughters are Yan Fei and Zhou Qian.

Yan Fei enjoyed herself, but Zhou Qian was depressed and depressed, thinking that she was the eldest lady of Zhou Mansion in Qingzhou City, but now she has completely lived as a maid!

Seeing Mo Liang appear, Zhou Qian's attention was shifted, her frustration and depression disappeared, and her little face couldn't help revealing a touch of worry, worrying for Mo Liang. Even though Mo Liang was wearing a mask, Zhou Qian still recognized him at a glance through the wooden sword Mo Liang was carrying behind him.

Through getting along in the past few days, Zhou Qian found that in addition to being a little shameless, Mo Liang is still a good person, and she is actually quite chatty with her, and the two are barely friends.

Of course, the more important reason why Zhou Qian is so worried about Mo Liang's safety is that her bag is still in Mo Liang's hands, if Mo Liang dies, her bag will be completely gone!

"I haven't seen it before, it's the first time you've seen the competition in the arena?" Dai Hu looked at Mo Liang and sneered.

Mo Liang said lightly: "Hmm." ”

"It's a pity, you met me in the first battle, even if you are unlucky, the four people who fought with me before are all dead, and you will be no exception!" Dai Hu's eyes showed a fierce light, and he made a gesture to wipe his neck.

Mo Liang ignored him this time.

Dai Hu took out his pair of copper hammers weighing 1,000 catties from behind his back, pointed at Mo Liang with the copper hammer in his hand, and said coldly:

"Where's your weapon?"

"You don't deserve my weapons!"

"What a cocky stinky boy!"

"You're noisy!" Mo Liang glanced at him.

"Hmph, I'm going to smash your head!" Dai Hu snorted, his voice resounded like thunder, and he immediately attacked Mo Liang with a double hammer in his hand, and his big feet stepped on the ground, and the ground shook slightly!

Rumble......

The powerful Gang Yuan flowed out of Dai Hu's body like a tide, and injected it into the double hammer in his hand, and he swung out a powerful hammer and smashed it towards Mo Liang!

Before the attack arrived, the earth had sunken down, and the terrifying power of this hammer could be imagined!

Just when everyone thought that Mo Liang was going to temporarily avoid the edge of Dai Hu's blow, they didn't expect Mo Liang to rush towards Dai Hu's attack, trying to resist Dai Hu's blow with both hands.

Immediately afterwards, a shocking thing happened, only to see that Mo Liang was almost powerless to resist and flew out by Dai Hu's hammer, rolled on the ground several times, and finally stood up with difficulty, but his palms and arms were shaking violently, and blood was seeping out, obviously suffering a lot of injuries.

"Is this Liang Mo an idiot?"

"Cut, you think he's so good......"

There was a burst of boos from the audience, and everyone thought that he was relying on something, but they didn't expect him to be so vulnerable, and he was seriously injured as soon as he fought.

Just this point of ability, Fang Cai still dares to say such arrogant and ruthless words, is this guy here to be funny?