There was no half-time break, and Goroseim's schedule was already in full swing, striving to give the audience the most exciting sensory experience.

Chen Mo ushered in the second wave of designated challengers, the Robe Gang.

Personally, he felt that the robes were a little more disgusting than the little devils, but there was no doubt that the little devils behaved like real enemies.

There are two opponents, first solve the relatively weak one, and then concentrate on cleaning up the remaining one - Chen Mo has always been very tricky in fighting with people, and this time he is also targeted.

The two of them came out of the robe gang and went to the stands first, stood respectfully in front of the thin old man, listened to what he said, and nodded in unison.

This way of sharpening the gun in battle made Chen Mo sneer, he could see that the old man was by no means an ordinary character, and he was probably "one of them" as the leader of the robe gang said. At present, it is almost certain that the robes have a relationship with the hermits, and it seems that they are still acting as guns in the hands of others. It seems a bit funny that a group of "ancients" who live in modern times control the gangs, and at the same time there are danger signs.

Both members of the Robe Gang were armed with long swords, and both were level 11 masters. The cooperation between the two was almost more invulnerable than the sword formation of the R people, and soon after the battle began, he found a vacancy and stabbed a sword into Chen Mo's waist.

This is the same place where the R people stabbed Chen Mo with a katana, the same wound, and the robe gang member was so accurate that he measured it with a ruler, but he didn't know if it was a coincidence or deliberate.

Chen Mo snorted, and as the man drew his sword, blood splattered.

Luo Li and Zhuo Yitian immediately changed color, and couldn't help but look at the old man sitting nearby. Before the members of the Robe Gang came up, they didn't notice this inconspicuous guy at all, even if Luo Li had always been extremely sensitive to threats, they were also unaware.

This is the platinum challenger that the robes have found? Luo Li was a little chilled, it was the first time she had met a martial artist who could restrain her aura to such an extent.

After Chen Mo was stabbed into his waist by two consecutive swords, he rushed forward at the first time, avoiding the sword blade from continuing to penetrate. Still, the scene of blood gushing out was extremely scary. When he counterattacked, one of the robes gang stood up, and his entire arm flew up with a long sword, and was swept by Chen Mo's sword in the air, and he was cut in half on the spot.

This person didn't lose his breath for a while, but he hugged his hands cross, and locked Chen Mo's legs and feet, so that his companions could come up and attack. Chen Mo raised his leg without looking, kicked him into the air, and his sternum and ribs all burst and hit the second person hard.

The two heads collided together and became sparse, and the opponent died tragically at the same time.

Chen Mo glanced at the old man again when he left the scene, and vaguely felt that the flow of the Ares robot was a little sluggish, as if it had encountered a silted river. There had been a precedent for the Pulse Cutting Knife, and he wasn't sure if the two sword stabs were a coincidence.

"Today, the robes are very similar to the little devils, and they are a little afraid of death." Back on the boat, Zhuo Yitian scolded while helping Chen Mo treat his wounds, "These guys don't want their faces now, they don't want their lives, they won't give up if they don't knock you down......"

Luo Li looked around, but didn't find the wound medicine she said. Zhuo Yitian waited impatiently, and he went over and flipped through it, but he also found nothing.

Mo Wentian took away all his inventory, not even half of the nano injection.

Zhuo Yitian was stunned for a long time, unable to understand what tricks the two old guys were playing. To say that they don't help Chen Mo doesn't look like it; If you want to say that they are pure people, what does it mean to say goodbye and add this now?

"I'm fine, injections and pills don't work for me." Chen Mo tugged at her pigtails, "Little Seventh Brother, go and help me get a bottle of wine." ”

"What are you drinking now?" Zhuo Yitian's eyes widened.

"It's good to be in a good mood when you have a drink, and if you're in a good mood, you'll be able to heal quickly." Chen Mo tried to convince her with crooked reasoning.

Zhuo Yitian was angry and funny, seeing that his complexion was ugly, he couldn't help but soften, sighed and went to find wine.

"Don't drink it, the reaction of the primordial buds is very wrong." Luo Li waited for Zhuo Yitian to come out of the room and persuaded in a low voice.

"You feel it too?" Chen Mo was very surprised, and frowned, "The two guys from the R country and the robe gang both burst out in one position, like a bomb was stuffed in. The internal organs were not injured, but I felt as if the wound was blocked, and I couldn't even move my blood and qi. ”

The repair of the back injury by the Ares robot is so slow that he can't even understand it. The strength of the cold weapon bursting after piercing the body cavity formed a hollow belt, and the wound was equivalent to being "separated", and it was difficult for fresh blood to be transported to this place with the circulation, and the fixed-point assembly of the robot became resistant.

"Can you find a solution?" Luo Li asked.

"I can't help it for the time being, but as long as it's being repaired, it should be fine." Chen Mo smiled.

Luo Li hesitated for a moment and shook his head, "I'm afraid they won't give you much time......"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhuo Yitian's voice came from outside, "What are you doing?" ”

"I just received a notice that a new player challenged Mr. Chen Mo." The person who came should be a galaxy guard, and the simple answer made Luo Li immediately frown.

What are you afraid of, it seems that the freak president can't wait to get Chen Mo to the point where he can't turn over.

"Let's go." As a party, Chen Mo behaved calmly and strangely.

He brought the bronze corpse and sat in the audience with the two women. With such a long-range reinforcement, it won't be so easy even if the robes or the broken water want to hack them.

After two consecutive events, only one duel between other fighters, Chen Mo appeared in front of the audience again.

When the opponent walked out of the iron gate, the entire Super Bowl fell into dead silence.

There were nearly twenty people in total, all of whom were white men. They carried all kinds of weapons in their hands, including tridents and two-handed axes, and the situation alone looked like they were going to war.

"What the hell, the fuck won't let people play?" One member stood up and yelled.

With a bang, the scene seemed to be detonated, and countless people began to explode into foul language. Chen Mo is already the most no-brainer in the Gorosem tournament, and fools know that they don't need to look at the odds when betting on him. Now the organizers have actually played to this point with many enemies and outnumbered, and they are making a big noise, what kind of fair surname is this talking about?

The commentator's voice soon sounded and echoed in the venue: "Dear distinguished guests, the eighteen players in the indiscriminate competition have chosen to challenge the No. 23 from country Z, that is, Mr. Chen Mo, who is the most popular in this competition. We all know the definition of 'no difference', and any rule will be a pale laughing stock here, and I don't know what brought together the eighteen challengers, these fighters from different countries in Europe and the United States, all of whom are the overlords of the local black market boxing tournament, and they will never know each other before coming here, but it is clear that this will be the most spectacular fight since the start of the fight. The 23rd has the right to forfeit the duel and withdraw from Goroseem, this is a choice he can make for himself, and if he is unwilling to concede, then ladies and gentlemen, I will be honored to bring you this battle of the century. ”

"One thing I would like to remind everyone is that eighteen are the challengers, not the challengers. This means that seventeen of them will lose their qualification regardless of whether they win or lose. And the 23rd has the option to summon allies to play, and there will be no limit to the number of them if he wants......"

The audience shouted louder, everyone knew that there were only two girls around Chen Mo, and one had been eliminated. What is the difference between 2 to 18 and 1 to 18?

Luo Li stood up from her seat in the viewing area and was about to make a move, but was stopped by a guard, "I'm sorry, Mr. President wants to talk to you." ”

The guard was holding a tray with a Galaxy line phone on it.

Luo Li glanced at Zhuo Yitian, who had a strange expression, and pressed the hands-free button, "I'm listening." ”

"Miss Luo, what did you think about what I said?" The dwarf's voice was still very high-pitched, like two pieces of glass rubbing against each other, revealing an unconcealable pride.

With a tsunami-like exclamation, a bloody scene had already begun in the fighting field, and it was Chen Mo who pounced on the other party first!

Luo Li's body trembled, and she clenched her teeth, "The Zhuo Yitian you are looking for is by my side, why don't you tell her directly." ”

Chen Mo's actions undoubtedly showed his attitude, and he didn't intend to ask for any help. The horn is blowing, and her fate now can only be regarded as a violation.

"You want me to sleep with you?" Zhuo Yitian's questioning method is still very Zhuo Yitian, and it is also very cold.

The dwarf didn't seem to expect her to be so direct, and let out a dry laugh silently for a moment, "Miss Zhuo, you have imagined me too badly. I used to have a girl I liked, who was very similar to you in some ways, and this time it can be said that I relive the old dream, and I can also make up for it. I won't force you to do things you don't like, and if you're willing to come to me, you'll know I'm telling the truth. ”

"You arranged these challengers today?" Zhuo Yitian didn't take a stubble.

"It's Pandora, and they're paid enough to make those fighters give up too much. I just contributed to this matter, and the rules of the boxing match have not changed, but the time slot of this event seems to be a little too tight for Mr. Chen Mo. He's just finished two fights, and even the Iron Man should want to rest. ”

"You don't seem to know him well, have you ever thought about what kind of revenge you will receive?"

"I don't care, as long as I can get what I want, nothing else matters. Miss Zhuo, I have to remind you that you don't have much time to think about it. The Pao Gang, the R people plus Pandora, Mr. Chen Mo has endless enemies to face, today is just the beginning, even if he can survive this one, what about tomorrow? Once the odds start to change, the audience's stance will also change, and losing support is equivalent to losing everything. Waiting for him will be a lot higher than the current high-density event, and everyone will expect him to die sooner, and I can guarantee that it won't be too difficult for things to develop like this. ”

Listening to the other party's slow threat, Zhuo Yitian looked at Shang Luoli and replied indifferently, "I'll give you an answer tonight." ”

"Okay, I'll wait here." The dwarf smiled with satisfaction and retracted the line.

The first person in the field had fallen and was cut in two by Chen Mo with the giant axe he had captured. Looking at his blood-soaked appearance, Zhuo Yitian's lips suddenly trembled.

A long time ago, when he was blocked by himself every day, he was also like this, and he didn't change a little.

A beast named Chen Mo, a path of silence.

(To be continued)