At the request of Beidou Qingyun, the eight major forces of the Withered Leaf Continent maximized their efficiency, and in half an hour's effort, all aspects of the matter were completely arranged, and the audience seats were also full of people, which could be said to be a seat without empty seats, which was very lively. But Qi Ling's interest in the three was not very high, they had been worried about Mo Han, and they couldn't find a good reason to stop Mo Han.

On the tallest and largest ring, Mo Han and Zhao Kai'an stood opposite each other, and the heavy protective light shield slowly rose from the edge of the ring, enveloping the entire ring in it, not only to prevent the fluctuations generated by the two-person fighting method from hurting the people outside, but also to prevent the two people outside from interfering in the ring.

"Give the two of you time to prepare for a cup of tea, and when you're ready, the duel will begin. There are no rules and no referees until you decide the winner. In order to avoid some uncontrollable factors, this time the ring protection formation was jointly arranged by the three major sects of our five major families, and no one could quietly interfere in the battle. Nangong Glory stood directly above the ring, and his powerful cultivation burst out, looking down at everyone, and said coldly.

Zhao Kai'an stood in the ring, Tie Qing's face was green, and a pair of eyes exuded a cold gaze: "You won't use your two hole cards, right?" You must know that there are many people here, if you want to use those two hole cards, in order to avoid affecting others, this duel will not have to be carried out, and Ben Shao will directly admit defeat." ”

Mo Han sneered, how could he not understand Zhao Kai'an's thoughts, but he didn't care, he really didn't care, after all, the two so-called hole cards in their mouths were just taken out to scare them, once they saw through it, it didn't make any sense, so he wouldn't have used it: "Don't worry, just one yuan in the late infancy, the master doesn't need to play hole cards to deal with you." ”

"Xiao Han, are you sure you can win this mallet?" Just as Mo Han and the two were preparing for the battle, Wei Su, who was sitting in the front audience, suddenly stood up and shouted.

Since the battle had not officially begun, the soundproofing effect of the ring protection formation had not been activated, so Wei Su's shout, not only did everyone outside the ring look at him, but even Mo Han and Zhao Kaian also looked at Wei Su. It's just that except for Mo Han and Qi Ling, the eyes of the others are full of doubts, and they don't seem to understand what Wei Su is going to do at this time? Could it be that he is worried about Mo Han? But now that they are all standing in the ring, the challenge was proposed by Mo Han, how can they regret it now?

Mo Han and Zhao Kai'an's cultivation has long been exposed in everyone's hearts, Mo Han is a cultivator who has just advanced to the early stage of the Yuan Infant for a long time, and Zhao Kai'an is a genius among the people on the Cambrian Continent, and he has advanced to the Great Perfection of the late Yuan Infant Continent a year ago, because he is going to descend on the Dry Leaf Continent, so he has been desperately suppressing his cultivation, condensing himself, and preparing to soar into the sky in the future.

From the perspective of cultivation resources and cultivation techniques, Zhao Kai'an, as a descendant of the Zhao family, far surpasses Mo Han in terms of resources and cultivation techniques, and it can be said that he has thrown Mo Han by hundreds of streets. Of course, the premise is that they don't know what kind of exercises Mo Han is practicing.

In the end, everyone came to the conclusion that Mo Han's duel with Zhao Kai'an this time, no matter which way you look at it, will definitely lose. No one was optimistic about Mo Han, including the cultivators of the Withered Leaf Continent. The reason why they are not optimistic about Mo Han and they still want to come here to watch the duel between Mo Han and Zhao Kai'an is just to send Mo Han on his last journey in their hearts.

After all, since the cultivators of the Cambrian Continent came to the Withered Leaf Continent, the cultivators of the Withered Leaf Continent can be said to have no status or dignity at all, as if pigs and dogs are inferior, and even the title of ants is to lift them up. Mo Han, as the first person who dared to stand up and was willing to stand up for their dignity and status, is worthy of respect and awe in every aspect.

"Pinch him to death is as easy as swatting a fly to death!" Mo Han looked at the indifferent shrug and replied unceremoniously.

Wei Su's face was happy, he jumped up from the ground happily, turned around, and shouted all the group of cultivators sitting around him, cleared out a large piece of territory, and shouted: "The Great Demon King Mo Han has a duel with Zhao Kai'an, the genius of the Zhao family in the Cambrian Continent, now start placing bets, buy and leave, and don't owe credit." ”

The entire audience was suddenly in an uproar, as if it was the first time that they realized that this most outstanding disciple of Ziwei Pavilion was actually such a person, and their faces were full of shock and disbelief. Even Fu Chuang and Zhou Yingyi, who were sitting not far from Weisu, had an ugly face, so he almost covered his face and beat this kid to death.

"I crush the Great Demon King Mo Han to win, 10,000 top-grade Yuan Stones. ”

Wei Su just put the plate up, Beidou Qingyun shouted, threw over a storage bag, and landed firmly in front of Wei Su.

After taking a deep look at Beidou Qingyun, Wei Su waved his hand, put away the storage bag quietly, and continued to shout: "If you want to bet, hurry up and seize the opportunity, the two of them will not be able to bet anymore after the battle begins, I want to concentrate on watching the game." ”

Qi Ling and Xiao Ning glanced at each other, and at the same time pressed all the belongings, and said, "As cultivators of the Cambrian Continent, don't you put a little bit of pressure on it, cheer up your players, and be strong?"

The faces of the three major sects of the four great families were very ugly, not because they blamed Wei Su for opening the plate, but because they blamed Beidou Qingyun for supporting Mo Han openly and abandoning Zhao Kai'an.

"My Zhao family pressed 100,000 top-grade yuan stones, and bet that my young master won!"

"My Luan family pressed 100,000 top-grade yuan stones, and bet on Zhao Kai's victory!"

"I'm a Yunyan Pavilion to press 100,000 top-grade Yuan Stones, and bet on Zhao Kai's victory!" Yunyan Pavilion opened his mouth not like a dream, but Sheng Xinghe, the grandson of the elder of Yunyan Pavilion.

"I will suppress 10,000 top-grade Yuan Stones from the Blood Devouring Sect, and bet on Zhao Kai's victory!"

"Amitabha, monk, all my Yuan Shi are senior brothers and disciples, step by step, hard work, no pressure. The monk of Wuxiang Pavilion shouted the Buddha's name, but the words he said made everyone speechless for a while.

Even Wei Su secretly scolded in his heart, "Damn, who will give you the Yuan Stone if you go to the Yuanyuan", but he still held back his complaining and continued to shout loudly, Qi Ling and Xiao Ning actively joined in, and later, there were too many people, they said that the three of them were too busy, and they directly pulled a bunch of people from their respective forces to do it.

Nangong Glory and Hou Ruyi Blood Monk didn't bet, but just looked coldly at Wei Su and the three of them busy with all kinds of Zhang Luo.

Seeing that the people in the Cambrian Continent did not object, many cultivators in the Withered Leaf Continent did not take domineering measures, but instead joined the ranks of betting, and also began to bet. However, most of their bets were still betting on Zhao Kai'an to win and Mo Han to lose.

As the saying goes, people die like lights go out, and people go to tea to be cold, many times, in fact, the lights will go out at that time, and the tea will be cold, and this is the case with bets now.

Although everything Mo Han did today was for their good, and for the people of the Withered Leaf Continent to have dignity and status in front of the cultivators of the Cambrian Continent, when faced with the temptation of interests, only a small number of people chose Mo Han and bet on Mo Han to win.

While receiving bets from all directions, Wei Su sneered in his heart, "Hmph, when the duel results come out, you will cry." But this kid Beidou Qingyun, how can he suppress Mo Han to win, there is one more competitor, and there are so many more stones."

The time of a cup of tea passed quickly, and the three of Wei Su had already received a bet of nearly one million top-grade yuan stones, most of them were cultivators from the Cambrian Continent, and the ratio between Mo Han and Zhao Kai'an had reached one to ninety-five .six, which meant that as long as Mo Han won, they would make a lot of money.

The two in the ring were already ready for each other, saying that they were preparing, but in fact, there was nothing to prepare, and the two of them just adjusted their state to ensure that they were in the best condition.

Zhao Kai'an had already known everything about Mo Han before, knew that Mo Han was a physical cultivator, and Mo Han's physical strength was very powerful, if he didn't want to entangle with Mo Han and end the battle as soon as possible, then he had only one way to go, not to let Mo Han get close, give full play to his own strengths, and defeat Mo Han.

Looking at Zhao Kai'an, who was constantly distancing himself from him, Mo Han had a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth, and the dark golden aura permeated his whole body, wrapping his whole body, holding the Tai Chi heavy sword with both hands, and slashing down towards Zhao Kai'an in the distance.

Every time the Tai Chi heavy sword in Mo Han's hand slashed, an inconspicuous gray sword flew towards Zhao Kai'an. But these swords that flew over seemed to be Mo Han's bad intentions, and every sword light did not hit Zhao Kai'an, and he didn't even need Zhao Kai'an to dodge.

Despite this, Mo Han still tirelessly swung the Tai Chi heavy sword, shooting out one sword after another, and the strange Mo Han shot out these sword rays, after not hitting Zhao Kai'an, did not disappear completely, but stayed in mid-air, motionless, as if something was carrying them.

Zhao Kai'an successfully widened the distance between him and Mo Han, with a bright smile on his face, and even ridiculed Mo Han, especially when Mo Han's sword did not hit him, he was even more arrogant. But as time went by, Zhao Kai'an found a very serious problem.

All of his attacks were cracked by Mo Han's inconspicuous gray sword, and his space to dodge was getting smaller and smaller, unless he touched the sword, he was already facing a realm where there was no way out.

"Show your true level, I'll give you a fair fight, otherwise you'll only have a dead end today. Mo Han looked at Zhao Kai'an and said indifferently. At the same time, with a slight wave of the Tai Chi heavy sword in his hand, the space inside the entire ring seemed to have a cracking sound, and the gray inconspicuous sword rays collapsed in an instant, and all disappeared cleanly.