Rise to the challenge...... I see, I see, I was abrupt. Chen Zicong's face was slightly bitter, it was his own narrow mentality that was self-righteous from beginning to end, he nodded at Chen Mo, and turned his head, it seemed that he wanted to admit defeat directly.

"Zicong. ”

Suddenly, Chen Mo stopped him, and Chen Zicong turned his head in confusion.

Chen Mo said: "Do you want to admit defeat like this? Now that we are here, we will have a good fight, and it seems that I haven't officially compared with you yet." ”

"I? no, I, I...... It's too weak. Chen Zicong waved his hand in a panic, he had a huge body and a fat body, but he was very inferior in his heart.

He always endured the ridicule and abuse of others, and even when he was a child, he would be beaten by others from time to time. Even if Chen Zicong was fortunate enough to be favored by the goddess of luck and entered the Northern Seminary by hiding in Chongyu Shandong for eight days, his mentality still did not change.

"Too weak?" Chen Mo's tone suddenly became very serious, "Your ability to enter the Northern Seminary has already proved that you have a better talent than ordinary people, and while others are hesitating to challenge, you dare to stand up and tell me this information, you have proven ...... this alone"

"You're not weak. ”

Listening to Chen Mo's words that didn't seem to be joking at all, Chen Zicong's eyes, which were squeezed into a slit by the fat flesh on his face, became moist.

It turns out that in this world, there are really people who will affirm me.

Chen Zicong wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes very secretly, he looked at Chen Mo, "I understand, I will finish this game seriously, and I also ask Chen Mo not to show mercy to my subordinates because of my low strength." ”

"Hmm. Chen Mo nodded.

"Whew!"

Chen Zicong exhaled heavily, and the ancient spirit in his body was sensed and began to flow slowly, and the power that gave him confidence was subtly changing him.

I can't back down, I have to make a move. Chen Zicong tried to hint at himself, but Chen Mo in front of him was just standing there, and that invincible momentum made Chen Zicong involuntarily afraid. This is not only the difference in strength, but also the difference in personal momentum.

Seeing that Chen Zicong hesitated and refused to make a move, Chen Mo thought about it and felt that he still needed to be forced. Shrinking his right fist back to his waist and abdomen, his eyes became extremely aggressive, and a pure white ancient spirit shrouded his right fist.

Chen Mo has always repaid his kindness, although the way of repaying his kindness may be a bit different, but the meaning is still the same.

"No, to deal with a commodity like Chen Zicong, Chen Mo also has to use martial arts?" Some people think it's a little incredible, the seven solutions of the human spirit against the five solutions of the human spirit, with Chen Mo's strength, even if he doesn't use the ancient spirit, he can defeat Chen Zicong.

Of course, there are also some reasonable people who see that Chen Mo may be taking care of Chen Zicong's face, so he chooses to end this competition in this way.

The sense of oppression brought by Chen Mo made Chen Zicong unable to hesitate any longer, at this moment, an ancient spiritual aura full of life surged on him, and the pale green stars floated around him, little by little, like a beating green elf.

The sixth-level martial arts, the Wood Life Technique, can slightly speed up the recovery of a person's vitality.

Seeing this, Chen Mo opened his mouth and said, "The Wood Element Martial Technique, but it seems to be more inclined to the Strange Method, don't you have a more aggressive Martial Technique?"

Chen Zicong shook his head, "No, I only learned this set of martial arts in the human spirit realm." Chen Mo, I don't want to be able to cause you any harm, I just hope that I can resist your punch. So, go ahead and do your best. ”

"Really? Then don't blame me. Chen Mo took a step forward and condensed the power of the first form of the Sanhe Fist to the maximum.

On the martial arts stage, for everyone who stands on this stage, the only way for them to gain respect is to be defeated by the other party after using all their strength.

Chen Mo kicked his legs hard, and the whole person shot out like a sharp arrow, rolling up a wave of qi like a shock wave. Chen Zicong was forced to narrow his eyes, his heart became more and more nervous and fearful, as if someone had choked his throat, and the only thing he could do now was to use his milk strength to maximize the Musheng Technique.

"Ichigha!"

With an invincible momentum that can tear through everything, Chen Mo's fist finally hit Chen Zicong's arms in front of his chest. Chen Zicong let out an angry roar, the huge pain kept making him retreat, he gritted his teeth and endured, desperately resisting Chen Mo's punch.

I can do it! I can do it!

The clothes on Chen Zicong's arms began to be torn apart by the power of the ancient spirit after the collision, revealing a large arm full of flesh, and Chen Mo hit it, feeling like he was squeezing a ball of pork, which was quite strange to the touch.

However, how could the power of flesh and blood withstand the powerful destructive power of the ancient spirit, it didn't take long for Chen Zicong's arms to gradually reveal blood marks, and then the cortex was completely damaged, and the flesh and blood on his arms began to fly sideways.

"Ahhh

Chen Zicong let out a miserable scream, in fact, as long as he casually said a word begging for mercy, Chen Mo would immediately retract his strength, but he just refused to give up.

Blood splashed on Chen Mo's face, and for the first time, Chen Mo's eyes, who could maintain a good calm state in any battle, showed a helpless look. He glanced at Chen Zicong, whose facial features were already squeezed together in pain, and couldn't help but say in his mouth: "Classmate Zicong, you have done a good job, let's end it." ”

In an instant, Chen Mo withdrew the power in his body.

The destructive power has disappeared, but Chen Zicong still maintains the posture of his arms in front, the corners of his mouth are bleeding, he looked at Chen Mo, and said softly:

"Thank you......"

Immediately, the huge body fell backwards and slammed into the countertop. Chen Zicong lay on the martial platform with a dying breath, his eyes closed weakly.

The defensive ban was withdrawn, and voices from inside and outside were able to communicate with each other. Only this time, no one laughed at Chen Zicong's incompetence, because this person, for the first time, used courage and will to change the initial opinion of him in their hearts.

Under the combined force of Chen Mo's South Gate, Chen Zicong was gently lowered from the stage.

"Mountain, I'm going to trouble you again. Chen Mo had some apologies on his face and said to Hezhishan, who was taking out the medicine box.

"Don't be so polite, you should. Wanoyama smiled.

Looking at Chen Zicong's scarred arms, to be honest, Chen Mo couldn't help it, he came to Chen Zicong's side and sat down, and while recovering the ancient spirit in his body, he also whispered a word in his mouth.

“...... I'm sorry. ”

In the second match of the ring battle, the result was still Chen Mo's winning streak.

In the third game, unexpectedly, the challenger turned out to be Konghe, who has always been shy, and the object of his challenge this time is no longer Chen Mo, but the host Nanmen Qitian.

The Sky River makes good use of the wind element, which is in stark contrast to the South Gate Qitian attribute that makes good use of the earth element. And both of them were born in famous families in the Northern Qi capital, so they must be very good. And at the beginning of the game, as everyone thought, it was fierce.

Kong He won the first place at the beginning of the opening with a set of fifth-level martial arts taught by the family, "Technique Wind Walking Palm", and caught Nanmen Qitian off guard with his fluttering and swift palm technique and mellow wind element Gu Ling, but even if he surprised him, in front of Nanmen Qitian, who was experienced in combat, it was just a plate of pre-opening dishes.

Nanmen Qitian, who has the Seven Understandings of Human Spirits, has already opened the speed solution, so in terms of speed, he is completely comparable to the empty river after being blessed with speed by the wind element. After gradually adapting to Konghe's attack routine, Nanmen Qitian quickly counterattacked, and the heavy and sturdy earth element collided with the light and imageless wind element, and the gorgeous and rubbing ancient spirit battle broke out in an instant.

In this third match, after the two fought dozens of moves, Nanmen Qitian, who had a deeper ancient spirit, knocked Konghe to the ground with a straight punch, and Konghe, who had exhausted his physical strength, could not fight again. In the end, Nanmen Qitian outperformed the empty river of the six solutions of human spirits with the realm of the seven solutions of the human soul and became the winner of the third ring battle.

The successive victories of the candidates have made the remaining weaker members gradually lose hope of snatching the candidacy. In the next ring battle, eight more people chose to challenge the three candidates, among which Chen Mo was the most challenged, counting the previous two times, six people challenged him, but Chen Mo accepted them one by one and won a big victory.

South Gate Qitian is three times, followed by the least Yuwen Weiyang, only two. And now, there are only the He brothers, Ai Jia, Night Death, and the other two members who are strong in the Six Soul Solution.

"Next, is there any brother who wants to continue to challenge? The time is almost up. ”

On the martial platform, the person who presided over it was no longer Nanmen Qitian but He Mifeng, because he wanted to restore his strength, Nanmen Qitian, like Chen Mo, chose to find a quiet place to slowly recover his ancient spirit.

"Is there anything else? If no one comes up, it's going to be over. He Mifeng's eyes swept the faces of the members below, and they looked bored.

As a result, members turned their attention to those who had not yet taken the stage.

On the side, Kazunoyama sat quietly on the ground, without saying a word, and it seemed that he was still reluctant to go on stage for the time being. And needless to say, if the eldest brother didn't let him go up, he naturally didn't dare to go up by himself, so the choice was left to the remaining four people.

The two members of the Six Spirits shook their heads and refused to play. And Ai Jia, one of the two beauties in the class who had always been quiet, sat beside Chen Mo obediently, and like Chen Mo, she sat cross-legged on the ground, motionless.

Then, the last possible person can only be the gloomy beautiful man, Nightfall.

Seeing so many eyes on him, Nightshade frowned, and his handsome face was slightly unhappy. Finally, he stood up and said in a deep magnetic voice, "I challenge ......."

"Chen Mo. "Literary