Chapter 18: Angry

The competition has entered the white-hot stage, the last competition was even more cruel than Mo Ghost imagined, there were many seriously injured winners who could not participate in this competition, and there were many abstentions who did not come to register, and there were only about a hundred contestants left.

In fact, there are more people who abstain from the competition than those who can't come with serious injuries, and there is nothing strange about it, most of the abstaining are some small sects and loose cultivators, and the purpose of their coming here is not to come for the reward of the competition, because a little self-aware know that they can't fight the elites of the ten major sects, and they don't need to compete for the status of the sect, they come, some of them are to show themselves, expecting to be accepted as disciples by the great power, and some just want to increase their strength and fighting experience, and when the level of the game is higher than the limit of their cultivation to be able to deal with, they will also withdraw from the game, not to suffer unnecessary injuries。

Mo Ghost understands the person who retired very well, after all, although this is only a game, there will be accidents, and if the cultivation is too low, it will only be passively beaten, not only will you not get anything, but you may also hurt your foundation or even lose your life, and you can't get it.

Alas, he also wanted to quit the game, but the reality did not allow it, so he was helpless.

Thinking of this, Mo Ghost couldn't help but scold in his heart: Qi Ziyuan is a psychopath! Isn't it good to give him the Soul Returning Pill directly? Do you have to make such a big turn, it's very interesting to watch him fight with a group of children? The most annoying thing is that he didn't dare to do anything when the Soul Returning Pill was in his hands at that time, alas, the more he lived, the more he went back.

But you want him to have a good fight with this group of children?Heh, how is it possible!Anyway, now this body is also fake, and his face is different from himself, so even if he loses face, he can't lose face, but because of his identity, Qi Ziyuan's loss of face is certain, just thinking about Mo Ghost, I feel that this game is not so boring.

And Qi Ziyuan didn't know Mo Gui's careful thoughts? In fact, he had already known it, and he had already guessed Mo Gui's mind when Mo Gui borrowed the sword, but he still connived, and lent the natal sword to Mo Gui without hesitation, and even ran to watch the battle even when he knew that he would lose face, all because that person was Mo Gui. It's a pity that Mo Ghost didn't know Qi Ziyuan's mind at all. Maybe he guessed a thing or two, but he just didn't want to think about it.

In the last competition, Mo Ghost was burdened with more infamy, but this time Qi Ziyuan was still sitting in a high position, his eyes followed Mo Ghost, and his expression was inexplicable.

Mo Ghost naturally saw Qi Ziyuan, but he didn't want to talk to Qi Ziyuan since the last conversation, and this time he didn't even want to pretend to be the most basic etiquette, even if someone took the opportunity to say that he didn't respect his master, it didn't matter, he was afraid that he would uncontrollably take his sword and draw it in Qi Ziyuan's face when he walked up.

Seeing Yang Mulan and Luo Mumu coming from a distance, Mo Ghost frowned, he was in a little annoyed now, and he really didn't want to deal with the two who had a little too high appearance rate in front of him recently.

But apparently, the two of them didn't receive Mo Ghost's impatient eyes, and still walked over.

Yang Mulan still saluted politely: "Uncle Shi." ”

Luo Mumu still raised his head proudly and said, "Uncle Shi, did you enjoy the last match-fixing?"

Mo Ghost: "......"

What should I do? He was so tired that he didn't want to talk.

Mo Ghost's silence was automatically understood as arrogance in Luo Mumu's eyes, and he was also angry in his heart to sarcastically mock Mo Ghost as soon as he came forward, in his cognition, although he was not the most outstanding, but he was also a young talent, but he didn't expect that even a hundred people didn't enter, and the Mo Ghost who had always felt that he had no strength had beaten until now! If Mo Ghost fought until now with his strength, he was a little unwilling at most, but what did he hear? Sneak attack, fake match, losing to such a person made Luo Mumu extremely uncomfortable, but this person is still his uncle, he can't beat or scold, it's just infuriating.

Luo Mumu glared at Mo Ghost, who hadn't looked at him from beginning to end, and didn't say anything more because he was a big competition, but that look was really not very good-looking.

Yang Mulan had the heart to adjust the atmosphere, but he looked at Mo Ghost, who was bubbling with cold air all over his body, as if the air around him was about to freeze, and then looked at Luo Mumu, who did not erupt, but there was a fire in the smoke eyes above his head, sighed, and decided not to make a sound.

Soon, the game was Mo Ghost's turn.

Today, he was in a bad mood, and it was even worse after meeting Yang Mulan and the others, but after living for too long, he didn't know how to express his anger. Let's not talk about whether he can cry or not, as long as he cries, not only will he not be comforted, but I am afraid that the first thing he will see is Qi Ziyuan laughing and losing his big teeth. Say it?............ It's a bit difficult, how is he going to say it?How is he going to organize the language?And who is it going to say it to?Thinking of this, Mo Ghost felt even more aggrieved in his heart.

Mo Ghost was in a bad mood, and the opponent who was on the same stage with him suffered.

Just after the referee said that it began, Mo Ghost directly pulled out the Love Sword, and with a simple wave, a majestic spiritual power went directly towards the disciple like a flood, but the poor disciple was sent off the stage by the protection formation before he could reflect what had happened.

There is a protective formation on the competition platform, if someone uses too strong mana, the formation will automatically send the opponent off the stage in case of unnecessary death, that's right, death, only when the force is so great that the opponent has no possibility of resistance at all The formation will be activated, and the opening of this formation is at least the early stage of the Yuan Infant, that is to say, the simple wave of Mo Ghost just now is at least the strength of the early Yuan Infant!

The audience was silent for a while, and everyone looked at the scene that happened on the stage, and they didn't seem to be able to reflect it, only Qi Ziyuan on the viewing platform looked at the deep pit left by Ghost Mo's attack and said helplessly: "It seems that this time I am really annoyed and angry." ”

By the time everyone came to their senses, the two were long gone.

When Mo Ghost returned to Jingling Island, he saw Qi Ziyuan sitting under the only plum tree in the courtyard, drinking tea and playing chess.

Qi Ziyuan said: "Do you want to come to the next game? If you win, I will take you to see your magpie sister." ”

Mo Ghost is very angry, Qi Qi Ziyuan can always pinch his death hole, and he is even more angry that he will give in every time. "Didn't you say you couldn't disturb her yet?" said him, but his footsteps moved away.

The old god of Qi Ziyuan said: "You can't disturb, it's okay to take a look once in a while, how about it?"

Although he knew that he couldn't play Qi Ziyuan in chess, and this person's chess was as unfathomable as others, Mo Ghost still sat down, and there was nothing to lose if he lost anyway.