Chapter 79: Old Guy, Play Hard!
Xiao Yue and the others listened to the string of five outside the field, and their pale faces were full of confusion.
"We look like villains!"
The same thought flashed in everyone's hearts, and even in the end, they couldn't wait to rush up and be beaten by An Ruochen again, so as to live up to the hearts of the audience.
Now, everyone's eyes are on one person.
This person is Mu Yan.
"Are you stupid, why don't you come over and die soon?" An Ruochen sneered: "If you delay time, you will also be sentenced out." ”
Mu Yan looked around the audience like a tiger and wolf, and suddenly said, "I'm sorry everyone, I can't fulfill your wishes today." ”
His voice was not loud, and others didn't hear it, but An Ruochen was close and could hear it clearly.
"What do you mean?" An Ruochen heard the intriguing words in Mu Yan's words.
Mu Yan smiled, spread out his palm, and a ray of light flew out, crossing a long trajectory in the air, and falling to the ground with dazzling brilliance!
It was shining brightly, and everyone was looking at it in amazement.
As the brilliance faded, a behemoth appeared!
Oh my God, what is this?
With a length of six meters and a height of three meters, standing there, it was like a towering hill, with muscles bulging all over its body, as if it was watered with molten iron, and it was extremely majestic.
The two horns rose into the sky, really like a row of sharp swords, shining with a terrifying light.
It's the general-level Iron Horn Bull!
"It's actually a rare mount-type fighting spirit. Zhang Kai muttered, very surprised.
"It's still a general, it's too rare. Li Cai said enviously.
The mount fighting spirit is particularly rare, and Rao is rare among the senior high school students.
In the stands, the students were dumbfounded.
They never expected that this student, who was the penultimate student in the whole grade, would actually have a mount-type fighting spirit, which was still at the level of a general, what a stroke of luck it must be.
"Is this the legendary fool who has a fool's fortune?" a student wanted to cry without tears, but anyone could hear the strong sourness in his tone.
Teacher Wang was even more shocked, to be honest, he didn't look down on Mu Yan in his heart.
In his eyes, Mu Yan was an undisciplined and braggart student, but he didn't expect Mu Yan to have a general-level demon beast mount.
This greatly refreshed Mr. Wang's three views.
"Even if the mount fighting spirits are what, they don't have any way to fight, I see how you can win?" said Teacher Wang in his heart.
In the arena, An Ruochen was also taken aback by the hideous appearance of the iron-horned bull.
However, he is also an intermediate or even close to a high-level knight, and he still has the strength to deal with a general-level demon beast, but this cow doesn't look like an ordinary general-level.
Teacher Wang is right, mount-type fighting spirits do not have a fighting style, they can only rely on collision and stamping.
But the power generated by this is also very terrifying.
At this moment, the iron-horned bull stared at a pair of round bull eyes, and suddenly turned his head and looked at Mu Yan.
There was a grudge in his eyes!
With the increase of Mu Yan's level, the general-level fighting spirit can no longer help him much, and Mu Yan has not summoned the Iron Horn Bull for a long time.
However, the Iron Horned Bull is also his old partner, and the time they spend together is no less than that of the Lightning Strike Wood Fighting Spirit.
Mu Yan gently stroked the bull's head and said, "Old man, play to your heart's content, when we come back to the Douwu World, I will let you evolve to the commander level!"
Mu Yan is a person who values feelings, whether it is for his friends or for his own fighting spirit, he will not be stingy.
He had already made up his mind, and after returning to the Douwu World, he would let the Iron Horn Bull take the Holy Spirit Fruit, since the Holy Spirit Fruit could make the Thunder Strike Wood evolve, it would definitely allow the Iron Horn Bull to evolve.
Hearing the three words of the commander level, the expression of the Iron Horn Bull changed, and it mooed excitedly, its voice was high-pitched, and the roof was buzzing.
It also craves power!
The people in the stands naturally didn't know why the Iron Horned Bull was suddenly excited, but they just felt that the momentum of this mooing was no less than the roar of the beast, which made people panic.
In An Ruochen's opinion, this cry is a provocation!
"It's just a stupid cow, watch me slaughter you. An Ruochen shouted.
When the Iron Horn Bull heard this, it was as if he had seen a red cloth, and his eyes immediately turned red, with a bloodthirsty color.
It slammed on it, and its majestic body rushed over, really like a galloping chariot, carrying the momentum of thousands of troops and horses.
An Ruochen shouted, and the ground under his feet unexpectedly fluctuated, only to see green vines growing, like wild snakes dancing wildly, swept over.
It turns out that An Ruochen's fighting spirit is a plant!
Sadly, the four brothers before didn't even force An Ruochen's fighting spirit out.
The vines danced wildly in the air, like a long emerald whip, and the air that was pumped exploded, and the sound was piercing.
The Ironhorn Bull galloped in, muscles bulging out in pieces, ignoring the whipping of the vines.
An Ruochen's complexion changed greatly, and his right hand was raised.
I saw countless vines intertwined in the air, and the green light was flourishing, and soon a large net was formed, covering it.
He even put the iron-horned bull in the net.
"The victory has been decided!" Li Cai's happy voice was shaking: "The Iron Horn Bull is trapped, and the net strength is getting bigger and bigger, if Mu Yan doesn't admit defeat again, I'm afraid the Iron Horn Bull will be permanently damaged." ”
Sure enough, the vine net kept shrinking, strangling the iron-horned brute bull with blood marks.
Mu Yan glanced at the stands strangely, why am I going to lose, this host is happier than An Ruochen?
The rest of the students reacted strongly.
"Ahaha, An Ruochen has a string of five, and it will be realized soon!"
"The penultimate in the whole grade is the penultimate first, and getting a powerful fighting spirit can't change the fate of waste firewood. ”
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The students, who were originally jealous of Mu Yan's good luck, began to vomit sour water.
"Damn, Brother Niu, you can't lose!" Gao Wenyu suddenly shouted.
"Brother Niu?" Xiao Yue said strangely.
Gao Wenyu glared at him: "I'm happy to call, do you have any opinions?"
Then he shouted at the others, "Shout with me!"
"Brother Niu, come on!"
"Brother Niu, come on!"
......
The Ironhorn Bull also had a bull temper, and the bull's eyes were red and he mooed angrily!
Its blood surged, its muscles bulged high.
Just listen to bang bang bang!
The big net woven by vines was actually crushed by it!
Endless broken branches of vines floated in the sky and scattered to the ground.
An Ruochen was dumbfounded.
The iron-horned bull stepped under his feet and rushed viciously, like a locomotive moving at high speed, knocking An Ruochen away at once.
An Ruochen only felt a huge force hit his body, as if his whole body was falling apart, and he fell to the ground heavily.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes went black, and he fainted.
The iron-horned bull looked around the audience with contempt in his eyes, as if to say, who else?