In the position of the fourth battalion, Chief Instructor Zhou Zhen and Instructor Zhang Lizheng looked at each other. The third round of the game can be described as full of twists and turns, I thought I could easily win a camp, but Wang Xiaofei was such a dark horse. Seeing that the fourth battalion was about to lose, Mo Wen miraculously won Wang Xiaofei again.

Throughout the game, in addition to the fact that Mo Wen was not obvious in the first round, the performance in the next two rounds was amazing.

Especially the fight with Wang Xiaofei, ordinary students may only think it is very exciting, and the students on the field are all masters who have learned martial arts. But with their eyesight, how could they not see what was hidden inside.

At this time, they were all sighing in their hearts, worthy of being the No. 1 University in China, and the students in it were Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and they were full of masters.

In the first game, the fourth battalion won the first battalion, and the third battalion won the second battalion.

In the second game, the two winning battalions competed with the two losing battalions.

The fourth battalion vs the third battalion, the two strongest battalions began to collide again, which immediately attracted the attention of a large number of spectators.

Mo Wen glanced at the camp of the third battalion and found that Shao Jianyang was among them, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a cold smile.

That Shao Jianyang is not low, and he has his share in several appearances.

In addition to Shao Jianyang, there was another person in the third battalion who caught Mo Wen's attention.

It was a young man, with dark skin, a slender body, delicate facial features, a somewhat resolute face, and an indescribable sense of fierceness in his eyes. Even if he looks at you flatly, it seems to be stressful.

The reason why Mo Wen paid attention to him was because his gaze was always locked on him, and there seemed to be an indescribable hostility in his eyes.

He frowned a little strangely, he definitely didn't know that young man, it could be said that it was the first time he had seen this person, but why was there so much hostility towards him.

In the distance, Shao Jianyang walked up to the young man and said in a low voice: "Yang Qi, that Mo Wen will be handed over to me to deal with, I have a grudge against him." I'm going to kill him, boy. ”

"You're no match for him." Yang Qi glanced at Shao Jianyang and said indifferently.

"What! You said that I am not his opponent, although my level is not as good as yours, but I will not be able to deal with it without asking. ”

Shao Jianyang obviously didn't believe it, he was an ancient martial artist, how could an ordinary person not be able to deal with it.

"He defeated Wang Xiaofei of the first battalion, and Wang Xiaofei is also an ancient warrior." Yang Qi glanced at Mo Wen in the distance and said.

At that time, the people of the third battalion were fighting with the second battalion, so the three of them did not see the battle between Mo Wen and Wang Xiaofei, although they knew that the fourth battalion won the first battalion in the end, but there was no intuitive reference.

But coincidentally, Yang Qi has known Wang Xiaofei for a long time, so he knows how powerful Wang Xiaofei is.

"Wang Xiaofei? What a cultivator of the ancient warriors. Shao Jianyang frowned and said, since Mo Wen can defeat an ancient martial artist, then he must also be an ancient martial artist.

"In the realm of inner breath, my cultivation may not be as good as mine, but it will not be too far behind."

Yang Qi looked at Shao Jianyang calmly, the meaning is very clear, if you still want to ask Mo Qian, then just do it.

Mo Wen was able to defeat Wang Xiaofei, in fact, Yang Qi was also very surprised, he thought that Mo Wen was just a little deflated three, but now it seems that this person is still a little interesting.

"That Wang Xiaofei has the cultivation of the inner breath realm?"

Shao Jianyang's eyes widened, he was only in the late stage of solidification, Mo Wen defeated Wang Xiaofei, wouldn't it mean that he could easily defeat him!

For a while, Shao Jianyang hesitated a little.

After a few minutes of recuperation, the second fight began at the judge's command.

The fourth battalion was still the first to play in Hong Lu, and he met a tall young man in the third battalion, neither of whom practiced ancient martial arts, but both had learned some foreign boxing.

As soon as they met, the two fought fiercely together, and after three hundred rounds of fighting, Hong Lu was accidentally defeated by the tall boy.

"Damn, Hong Lu is too useless. I'll go up and see how I kill that tall man. ”

As soon as Wang Yuan saw that Hong Lu had lost the battle, he suddenly jumped to his feet and rushed forward with a scolding.

Mo Wen rolled his eyes, that tall young man was not an ancient martial artist, although he was strong, he was definitely not Wang Yuan's opponent.

Wang Yuan's kid saw that others were not as good as him, and his fighting spirit was suddenly high, if he was a different person, it would be difficult to say whether he was so active.

Sure enough, in just a dozen rounds, the tall boy was defeated by Wang Yuan.

"If there are any other people in your three battalions, just go up, and the uncle will take them all."

After defeating the tall boy, Wang Yuan suddenly became proud, waved his hand very sullenly, and pointed to the camp of the third battalion and shouted.

"That kid is tired and crooked, I'll go up and kill him."

Seeing this, Shao Jianyang suddenly stared, and took a few steps on the field.

Facts have proved that Wang Yuan does not have the ability to shock the body and dominate the Quartet. Shao Jianyang is also an ancient martial artist, and he is also in the late solid stage, one level higher than Wang Yuan.

The two of them fought a lot, and in the end, Wang Yuan was defeated.

"Don't ask, it's up to you now, kill Shao Jianyang's rabbit cub, don't lose to the third battalion."

Wang Yuan's face was blue and purple, and he walked back with grinning teeth, and there were many footprints on his clothes.

At this time, he basically pinned all his hopes on Mo Wen, and he couldn't beat that Shao Jianyang, let alone Yang Qi, who was the last to appear in the third battalion.

Mo Wen shrugged his shoulders and walked on the field indifferently.

Looking at Shao Jianyang, who was ten meters away, Mo Wen suddenly smiled and said, "Shao Jianyang, we meet again, your bet contract has not been fulfilled before, when are you going to cash it out?" ”

"Don't ask, since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you."

Shao Jianyang's face suddenly became gloomy, not to mention that the gambling contract was fine, as soon as he said the gambling contract, he couldn't help but feel a sense of shame in his heart.

"Let the horse come, it's obviously a pig, and you think you're a character."

Mo Wen smiled coldly, he didn't care about a clown like Shao Jianyang at all.

"I'm tired of being alive."

Shao Jianyang roared angrily, and didn't care about anything else, rushed to Mo Wen in three steps and two steps, and smashed his head with a fierce punch.

Yang Qi, who was watching the battle from a distance, shook his head, Shao Jianyang is indeed a pig, he is not Mo Wen's opponent, and he is so reckless and irritable, who will die if he doesn't die?

Looking at the fist that was getting bigger and bigger in front of him, the corners of Mo Wen's mouth hooked up a touch of coldness, and he stood in place like a wooden stake without moving, but a fist stretched out and fiercely met Shao Jianyang's fist.

Click!

A crisp sound of bones breaking sounded, and Shao Jianyang suddenly retreated four or five steps in the strength of his fist, and his fist was obviously deformed.

But Mo Wen stood still and didn't move.

"You ......"

Shao Jianyang looked at Mo Wen in horror and was speechless for a while, one hand covered the broken hand bone, and the severe pain made cold sweat continue to break out on his head.

He didn't expect Mo Wen to be so strong, and he didn't take a single move when he was hard-hitting.

Yang Qi, who was watching the battle from a distance, also shrank his pupils, and his expression became a little more solemn.

Mo Wen looked at Shao Jianyang indifferently, he couldn't touch Wang Xiaofei, could he still touch him. With Shao Jianyang's solid late cultivation, it is simply self-inflicted.

He didn't give Shao Jianyang a chance to breathe, of course he wouldn't miss the opportunity to beat the water dog, a dodge appeared in front of Shao Jianyang, and then punched him in the abdomen, directly knocking him out four or five meters away.

"I throw in the towel."

Shao Jianyang rolled over and got up from the ground, looking at Mo Wen with a frightened face, if he continued, he was afraid that he would be crippled by Mo Wen alive.

Mo Wen didn't continue to shoot, he knew that if he was shooting, the referee would definitely step forward to stop him. After all, it's just a fighting match, not a life-and-death fight.

Shao Jianyang glanced at Mo Wen fiercely, but he didn't dare to say a cruel word, and stepped down in a gloomy manner.

Yang Qi glanced at Shao Jianyang, who was wolf, a flash of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he walked on the stage without hurrying.