Gently wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth with his fingers, the expression on Nightfall's face was a little cloudy.

Chen Mo bent his fingers and made a provocative style in his hand, "Night Death, the competition is not over yet, are you in such a hurry to go down?"

Nightshade said coldly: "With your current state, it will be easy to solve you. ”

"You're right, that's right. Chen Mo smiled noncommittally, and then, he made an attacking posture, "But as long as I haven't conceded defeat, you can't be considered a winner, so...... The competition isn't over yet. ”

Below, the members watched everything that happened on the stage, and in their hearts, they had already recognized Ye Di as the winner of this competition, but Chen Mo's desperate rise really surprised and admired them. At the same time, there was a question in their hearts: Could it be that Chen Mo still had enough ancient spirit energy to continue fighting with Night Death?

Unless Chen Mo was able to break through to the Eight Soul Comprehensions at this stage, no one would be able to compete in seven consecutive games, and there would still be remaining Gu Spirit Energy in his body to consume.

In the eyes of Ye Di, who knew Chen Mo's actual situation, Chen Mo's behavior was undoubtedly a manifestation of not knowing life or death, as long as he was willing, he could completely beat Chen Mo down now, but he didn't choose to do it.

As for why, Nightshade knew very well that he had lost.

"Next time, I won't give you another chance to stand up and speak. ”

After speaking, glancing at Chen Mo, Ye Di turned around and jumped off the stage, ignoring He Mifeng's shouts, walked straight to the door, and finally left the classroom of Class A.

Chen Mo said secretly: This person's personality is really withdrawn enough, and he doesn't even want to say a word. And even if I don't have to stand up, I can still sit and talk. Chen Mo naturally knew the reason for Ye Di's departure, and after breaking that strange martial arts, looking at his appearance, he should have received a lot of blows, and felt shameless to continue fighting.

Nanmen Qitian and Hezhishan walked over, the two smiled, and Nanmen Qitian raised his head and said to Chen Mo: "Classmate Chen Mo, congratulations on once again successfully holding the ring and becoming one of the candidates for the chief." ”

Chen Mo shook his head, "The number of places in the class has not been fully challenged, maybe the next person who comes to challenge me will win, so Qi Tian, you are talking a little early, you have to wait." ”

"You guy, you really like to tear down my platform. Nanmen Qitian said with a helpless expression, he turned around and faced a few members who still had the challenge qualifications, "Finally, ask again, does anyone still want to continue to challenge the ring?"

Hezhishan, who was standing beside Qitian at the South Gate, was the first to respond: "I give up!"

"I give up too. He Mifeng echoed.

The two members of the Six Spiritual Interpretations hesitated for a moment, and also said, "That...... We also abstained. ”

In the end, Ai Jia was the only one left unexplained. I saw Ai Jia turn her head and look at Yuwen Weiyang not far away.

Many people chuckled in their hearts, could it be that this Ai Jia still wants to challenge Yuwen Weiyang? If this is the case, then the real last competition is the decisive battle between the two Yan in the class. The thought of such a scene made several male members feel a little fluttering.

However, it is a pity that Aijia only looked at it in the end, and did not express the intention of challenge. Chen Mo, who knew Ai Jia better, squatted down and patted Nanmen Qitian on the shoulder, signaling that he could continue.

Nanmen Qi Tian comprehended, "Since no one has proposed to continue the challenge, then today's ring battle is over! The next competition will be the final competition between the three candidates, but it is not today's competition." ”

After listening to Nanmen Qitian's words, the members were a little puzzled, but after thinking about it, they could guess that Nanmen Qitian probably wanted to give Chen Mo, who had reached the limit of his physical strength today, a chance to buffer, after all, if he started the final competition directly, in the face of two strong opponents whose strength had almost recovered, Chen Mo would undoubtedly lose, and this would definitely be unfair to him.

Nanmen Qitian swept his eyes to everyone and said, "Leave the final competition the day after tomorrow, what do you think, do you have any opinions?"

"No, no, I think it's good. ”

"Guarantee fairness, Chen Mo is enough to choke today, it's good to let him take a break. ”

The members nodded their heads in agreement, and since they were choosing the chief, they had to compete with the best level, so that everyone could rest assured that their resources would be controlled by capable people.

Seeing that no one objected, Yuwen Weiyang hesitated and decided to give Chen Mo time to recover, not for anything else, just to be able to have a fair competition with Chen Mo, which is what Yuwen Weiyang hopes to do most at present, instead of using a variety of strange forms to determine the strength and weakness like Qin Changfeng did in Qin Changfeng's morning class before.

In this way, the original plan to elect the chief position today had to be postponed until the day after tomorrow. As for the competition the day after tomorrow, the class members believe that it will definitely be a battle for the dragon again. Who will be the winner in the end, they can be said to be full of anticipation in their hearts.

......

In the Xinshan District dormitory, Chen Mo was lying on a long soft chair, and next to him, Xing Lao was holding a jar of anti-inflammatory potion and smearing it on the wound on his waist.

Chen Mo suddenly exclaimed, and he turned over to avoid Xing Lao's "devil's claws", "Wow, wow, wow, don't be so hard, it almost hurts me to death." ”

Xing Lao glanced at the red potion splashed on his hair, gritted his teeth and said: "You stinky boy, who made you deserve to be beaten like this by others, you will have fun if the old man can help you apply the medicine, and you will have fun with it, and you can get the old man's pure, noble and beautiful hair?

Chen Mo rubbed his eyebrows, then lay back on the soft chair, and said a little embarrassed: "Eh, I'm sorry." ”

Probably after listening to Chen Mo's complaints, Xing Lao's application of the potion has also decreased a lot, and he is no longer as uncomfortable as before. Chen Mo's chin rested on the soft chair, his eyes stared straight ahead, and gradually became distracted, as if he remembered something else.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Chen Mo glanced at Xing Lao, Xing Lao jumped off the sofa with a tacit understanding, his limbs swayed quickly, and he ran back to Chen Mo's bedroom and closed the door.

Seeing that everything was ready, Chen Mo put on his upper clothes, walked to the gate, and asked, "Who is it?"

There was no one to answer outside, Chen Mo had a question, so he had to ask again.

After waiting for a minute or two, seeing that there was still no sound, Chen Mo thought that someone had knocked on the wrong door, so he didn't want to bother anymore, so he turned around and left.

Suddenly, a loud noise came from outside the door, Chen Mo was startled, he looked back, and saw a large piece protruding from the hard iron door.

"It's ...... What are you doing?"

"Bang!"

In the next second, before Chen Mo could react, he saw that the door was slammed open, and then a figure rolled in and crashed directly into the room that Chen Mo usually used to exercise.

Chen Mo first glanced at the ruined door, then turned his head to look at the wooden door of the exercise room hanging on the door diagonally, "What the hell is going on? Who ran in for me! It's too much!"

In a trance just now, Chen Mo seemed to see the figure that rolled in, and there seemed to be a flash of bright blue on his body.

Bright blue? Could it be Aijia?!But she didn't have the key, what was she doing by crashing into it like this? Give me a surprise surprise? No, it should be a scary.

Chen Mo shook his head. No matter who it is, even if it is Ai Jia, dare to be so arrogant and sabotage on his own territory, this attitude of not taking me in his eyes at all, if this person does not take the money to compensate himself for repairing the sect, I Chen Mo will definitely not let him go easily.

Full of an iron-faced and selfless mentality, Chen Mo took out a long sword with a cold light from behind his back. Knocking on the door without saying a word, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a person who wants to communicate amicably, so everything is still based on your own safety.

Chen Mo moved his steps softly to the side of the door of the exercise room, his ears moved, but he found that there was no sound inside, "Why is there no movement, did you faint from the collision?" Or did you hide behind the door and want to sneak attack yourself?"

It's really troublesome, how can such a strange thing happen in your own home!

Chen Mo tightened his hand and took the long sword, took a deep breath, and stared at a corner of the training room, which was the only place where no one was determined to be in his sight range.

Three...... Two...... One is now!

Chen Mo rolled in neatly, and rolled into the corner of the open space very accurately, and then he got up handsomely, jumped up from the ground, and shouted with a long sword in his hand: "Stand there for me and don't move!"

The exercise room was quiet, and Chen Mo's shouts echoed in the air.

Chen Mo glanced down, but found that there was no one in front of him.

Huh?

"What are you doing?"

Suddenly, a faint female voice came out.

Chen Mo was frightened and panicked again, he rolled forward, and the last one was pressed on the dumbbell without paying attention, and the wound on his waist that had just been painted instantly stained a piece of his coat bright red.

"Ahh Chen Mo covered his wounds, and the pain was so painful that he almost cried.

Ai Jia walked over and squatted beside Chen Mo, when she saw the bright red on Chen Mo's waist, her face changed slightly, "What's the matter with your waist? It's so serious?"

As he spoke, Ai Jia pulled Chen Mo's arm hard and dragged him out.

Chen Mo couldn't cry or laugh, he took Ai Jia's hand, "Hey, Ai Jia, what are you doing! Don't drag me, I'm fine!"

Ai Jia pointed to Chen Mo's wound, "But your waist?"

Chen Mo stood up and lifted his clothes, "This is a potion for applying wounds, not bloodstains, you are too worried." ”

Ai Jia leaned down and sniffed the smell of the clothes on it, it was indeed a smell of medicine, and there was no smell of blood. She nodded, and suddenly saw that her hand was still being pulled by Chen Mo, her face was slightly red, and her hand was gently pulled back.

Chen Mo didn't know if he didn't feel it, he looked behind Ai Jia and asked, "Ai Jia is ...... Are you alone?"

Ai Jia didn't quite understand what Chen Mo meant, but she still nodded.