Chapter 150: Joy Blossoms
The place where several people live is in the gladiatorial arena, and behind the gladiatorial arena is a large closed training ground, and the environment is still okay.
In the daily life, there is a robot butler service, and in this area, personal movement is free.
But it is also the area in the back, and after the closure the room is the cell, and it is impossible to get out, which is the sorrow of the gladiators.
Mo can train every day, after all, there is nothing to do except train.
If you don't practice, you will be short, this is the creed that the village chief told himself, and Mo Neng has always firmly remembered that in such an environment, Mo Neng's ability is progressing rapidly.
One day, "Yabulis" came down from the gladiatorial arena, his entire shoulder was bloody, and the top of his head, which was originally glowing, was now dull, and the whole person was sluggish.
Mo Neng watched from the side, and his heart was very happy, after all, the bald "Yabulis" was the worst one to treat himself.
If it weren't for the bad mood of several people at this time, Mo couldn't estimate that a chrysanthemum would be smiling on his face.
The cunning Mo can only try to tighten his face and not let himself show a hint of happiness, so as not to suffer the unprovoked and strong revenge of this group of angry bulls.
But that's it, Mo can't try to be a beautiful man quietly, but he still can't escape the catastrophe.
Suddenly, "Basque" shouted at Mo Neng, what are you smiling on, before the words were finished, he flew in a hurry, raised his leg and kicked at Mo Neng.
Mo Neng said in his heart: "Look, look, isn't this just nothing to do?" ”
Seeing that the other party was looking for something to do, Mo Neng didn't dare to stop in his hands, and shot back with a move of "Wan Fu Mo Kai", blocking the "kick of the wind and opening the leaves" of the "Basque".
With a bang, Mo Neng's body did not move "walking like a plow, settling down like roots", and he also grew old by riding the "Basque" "kicking the wind and opening leaves".
A figure took advantage of the trend, twisted the soles of his feet, rubbed his body in, turned his palms into knives, and hit the thigh of "Basque", ready to give "Basque" a heavy blow.
"Basque" didn't think that Mo could become so powerful today, he used to be beaten like a dead dog!
This idea is still in the "Basque" mind, not finished in the mind.
Syllable! Suddenly, "Basque" had been hit hard and went with the force, and "Basque" tore his legs into a line on the ground.
The last time "Basque" saw Mo Neng's toes, and when Mo Neng's leg hit "Basque" in the cheek, he fainted.
This is a series of quick kicks that hit "Basque" right in the jaw.
Looking at the fallen "Basque", Mo Neng's heart couldn't help but blossom.