The second game of the battle for places, Moling in the East Courtyard VS Liu Mubai in the West Courtyard.

When Liu Mubai walked to the center of the square, the surrounding stands suddenly erupted in a tsunami-like shout. Many people stood up, waved their arms, and shouted Liu Mubai's name in their mouths.

As the first person in this session of Beiling Academy, Liu Mubai's popularity is naturally extremely high. Coupled with his handsome appearance, prominent background, and outstanding talent, it can be said that in the entire Beiling City, there are only not many people who don't know his name.

His appearance obviously detonated the enthusiasm of the audience.

On the contrary, Moling's appearance was much bleaker. Except for the students of the Eastern Academy, the eyes of the others did not fall on him at all. The occasional projected gaze is also full of disdain, and there is a trace of pity.

is true, no matter in which aspect, Moling cannot be compared with Liu Mubai. What's more, the strength between the two is also far apart. In this battle, there is actually no suspense at all.

In the center of the battlefield square, Liu Mubai and Mo Ling were far away from each other, Liu Mubai seemed to be indifferent, but his eyes were quite gloomy, with a faint chill.

"A word of advice to you, after the competition starts, immediately kneel down and admit defeat, I can let you go, so that you will suffer less." Liu Mubai tidied up his cuffs casually, raised his eyes slightly, and said to Mo Ling opposite.

When Mo Ling heard this, a trace of anger suddenly welled up on his originally pale face. Liu Mubai's words were obviously humiliating him. Admit defeat, and still kneel?

"You're crazy." Mo Ling gritted his teeth, even if he knew that he was not Liu Mubai's opponent, he would never accept such humiliating conditions.

"Hmph, I don't know how to lift." Liu Mubai snorted coldly, then looked sideways at the referee on the sidelines, and raised his voice and said, "Can you start?" ”

The referee's eyes glanced at Liu Mubai and Mo Ling respectively, and after confirming that they were both ready, he nodded: "Let's start." ”

The moment the referee's voice fell, an extraordinarily violent spiritual power fluctuation suddenly surged out of Liu Mubai's body, roaring in all directions. Wisps of dazzling fire burst out and jumped, burning the ground beneath its feet to charred black.

Bathed in the firelight, Liu Mubai's image at the moment looks particularly cool and dazzling.

Immediately, amid one exclamation after another, Liu Mubai's figure jumped up and rushed towards Moling.

Seeing the imposing Liu Mubai rushing towards him, Mo Ling's face was solemn and he was ready to fight. The majestic spiritual power swirled around the surface of the body for the first time, and the spiritual light bloomed, forming a spiritual light film with strong defensive power.

"Since you refuse to kneel down and admit defeat, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!" Liu Mubai sneered, and the next moment, an earth-shattering roar came out of his mouth, and a dazzling crimson light bloomed in the air, as if eclipsing the heavens and the earth.

With that long roar, the noisy square instantly fell silent, as if someone's voice was suppressed. A powerful spiritual power enveloped the audience, and those who were closer to the square felt that their hearts were pressed against a boulder, and they couldn't breathe heavily.

Mo Ling's figure was slightly gloomy, and his face looked a little pale. Even if he knew Liu Mubai's strength and was fully prepared, when he really faced it, he still felt unparalleled pressure.

People are not equal in the first place.

Excluding everyone's talents, the identity background alone is enough to widen the gap between some people.

There is no doubt that Liu Mubai definitely belongs to the kind of high-end RMB players. The cultivation resources and treatment he enjoyed were not comparable to Moling's at all.

Life is never fair. Some people are born with a golden spoon in their mouths. So unless the talent is extremely poor, they will win directly at the starting line.

Liu Mubai's identity allowed him to get the best cultivation resources and enjoy top-level training since he was a child. Coupled with his good talent, his strength is naturally not comparable to others. Even if Mo Ling is also talented, it is a pity that in terms of the day after tomorrow, he is far from Liu Mubai.

Although Moling's spiritual power defense light film was arranged at the first time, in front of Liu Mubai, it was useless and was directly torn and destroyed.

"Boom!"

The powerful force crushed like a mountain, and Mo Ling let out a muffled snort from his mouth, and his body was directly blasted out.

"Something that doesn't take it easy!" Liu Mubai's eyes were cold, his body rushed forward, and his speed was dizzying, and he caught up with Mo Ling's upside-down figure in a flash, and then smashed it down with a punch again.

"Bang!"

Mo Ling's face was instantly pale and bloodless, and the next moment it suddenly turned red, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the position of his chest collapsed obviously. The body that was hit hard immediately afterwards fell heavily to the ground.

Such a scene immediately caused an uproar. Mo Ling's strength is not bad, the cultivation in the early stage of the Spirit Wheel Realm, who can say that he is a weak person? However, in front of Liu Mubai, he was so vulnerable, which really made everyone dumbfounded.

This is not a level of combat at all.

Many people gasped, is this Liu Mubai's strength? Can you actually crush the early stage of the Spirit Wheel Realm?

"Don't you refuse to kneel? Then lie down for me! Liu Mubai's eyes were extremely cold, and the anger that had been aroused by Mu Xuanyuan before was all vented on Mo Ling's body at this moment.

Of course, in addition to this reason, in the last battle, Mu Chen's move to drop Zhou Tong also stimulated Liu Mubai.

Mu Chen can get rid of Zhou Tong in seconds, then he Liu Mubai can also get rid of Moling in seconds, and he can be more ruthless and desperate in seconds! Cleaner and cleaner!

Looking down at Mo Ling lying on the ground, Liu Mubai's eyes were sarcastic and indifferent, a sneer of disdain crossed the corner of his lips, and he immediately turned around and prepared to leave.

However, just as he had walked a short distance, a hoarse voice suddenly came from behind.

"I haven't lost yet."

Liu Mubai's footsteps stopped, his brows furrowed slightly, and he turned around to look. I saw Mo Ling, who had blood stains on the corners of his mouth, staggered and stood up. After being hit hard, not only did he not retreat in fear in his eyes, but was full of fierceness and madness, like a hungry wolf who was cornered.

"Come on!"

Liu Mubai's face became ugly, what is this? Zhou Tong couldn't stand up before, Mo Ling's behavior is saying that he Liu Mubai is not as good as Mu Chen?

"Looks like you really don't want to live anymore." Liu Mubai turned around, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, his body swept out like electricity, and a whip leg swept out, slamming between Mo Ling's waist and abdomen.

"Poof!"

Mo Ling was once again pumped out, and the blood that spurted out of his mouth left a shocking trace in the air. However, what everyone didn't expect was that after landing, Mo Ling actually staggered to his feet again.

Although that appearance was embarrassing, many people were moved.

"What a guy who doesn't know whether to live or die, then I'll come and see how hard your bones are!" Mo Ling's persistence obviously made the anger in Liu Mubai's heart even stronger. Between his palms, there was a fiery red spiritual power covering him.

With a slash of the palm, Mo Ling was directly knocked back, and the arms in front of him could not control themselves, and the middle door opened.

Liu Mubai hurriedly stepped forward, turned his palm into a finger, and stabbed at Mo Ling's chest fiercely.

"Poof!"

After a muffled sound, blood splashed on Mo Ling's chest, and his body flew out like a paper kite with a broken thread. This time, after he fell, he never got back up.

Liu Mubai's finger almost pierced his entire chest!

"Stop!" The referee, who was standing on the edge of the battlefield, suddenly shouted. "Moling loses the ability to fight, Liu Mubai wins!"

Liu Mubai shook his palm, and the blood stains on it were suddenly thrown off by him. His eyes were extremely cold, and although he had won, this result was not what he wanted.

Mo Ling's stubborn resistance made him feel that he had lost face. So that final blow, he hit it very hard.

Turning around, Liu Mubai's gaze fell on Mu Chen and Mu Xuanyuan in the distance opposite. He didn't make any moves, he just stood there and didn't say a word. It's just that chilling gaze that makes people feel a burst of heart palpitations.

At this moment, someone came on the field and carried Mo Ling down, and Mo Ling's chest was torn open with a bloody hole, the flesh and blood were blurred, and it was unbearable to see. Not only does it take a long time for this injury to recover, but it may also have a significant impact on his future practice.

The two staff members who were responsible for carrying away Moling couldn't help frowning when they saw this scene. Liu Mubai started it, but it was too ruthless.

At this time, Mo Ling did not faint, his pale face showed that he was suffering a great pain, but he gritted his teeth and did not make a sound.

Many people couldn't help but sigh, their faces slightly gloomy. Such a genius is probably going to be ruined in the hands of Liu Mubai. Even the eyes of some people looking at Liu Mubai were no longer as fanatical as before, but with a hint of anger.

"Wow!"

However, at this moment, a clear bird's song suddenly sounded in a corner of the square, and everyone immediately saw that an illusory bird shadow shot from a distance, and then landed on Mo Ling's body.

A strange energy containing a majestic breath of life was instantly infused into Mo Ling's body. And Mo Ling's body, which had been trembling, actually quieted down. Gritting his teeth, he let out a low snort.

"Wow!"

Another bird's song sounded, and the soaring bird's shadow was like a spirit bird, leaving a tortuous light in mid-air, which once again fell on Mo Ling's body.

Next, a scene that made everyone unbelievable appeared. I saw Mo Ling, who was lying on the stretcher, actually sat up. His palm subconsciously wiped across his chest, and a large amount of flesh and blood was wiped away, revealing the wound that had healed below.

Mo Ling was stunned, the two staff members who carried him were stunned, and everyone present was stunned.

This is, what's going on?