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After bowing to the VIP seat at eight o'clock, the demon guard stood up and faced the challenger Mo He.

Mo He rotated the silver iron spear left and right, played a spear flower, and finally raised the silver iron spear and pointed directly at the enemy.

It is ready to meet the enemy attack at any time.

But after a long while, the demon guard didn't move at eight o'clock, and he just held the shield and made defensive movements.

You want me to attack first?!

Mo He thought in his heart, running his fighting spirit all over his body, but he didn't let the fighting energy overflow and possess his body.

As a result, there is no purple glow all over the body.

After going around the eight-point demon guard, he found that the other party was still only defensive, so Mo He decided to go up and test the enemy's reality.

Taking advantage of the fact that the other party did not keep up with his pace, he took the first step to attack the opponent's naked Lebu.

The gun dazzle shaken out by the nameless marksmanship is dazzling, so that the attention of Mugir, who also uses guns in the audience.

While!

Although the eight-o'clock demon guard turned around half a beat slowly, his huge shield was not slow.

Just as Mo He's silver iron spear was about to cross the shield and stab him in the ribs, his shield suddenly accelerated, knocking away Mo He's attack.

It's a lot of strength!

Mo He felt the power of the shield block, he had already used his fighting energy to fight, and it seemed that the strength of the other party was no less than his current self.

Just as Mo He was retreating looking for an opportunity to attack again, the shield in the demon guard's hand changed.

The shield shone brightly green, and it shrank and lengthened, transforming into a large black spear.

The spear was formed, and the demon guard chased after Mo He with his spear, seeing that the distance was appropriate, and stabbed the spear with a trembling spear.

What the?!

Looking at such familiar movements, such familiar moves, Mo He secretly screamed in his heart.

The silver iron spear in his hand hurriedly handed it out, intercepting the spear hidden in the afterimage of the spear, and at the same time unloading the force around the tip of the opponent's spear, slapping the spear aside.

Taking advantage of the flaws in the opponent's movements, Mo He's silver iron spear stabbed the opponent's arm holding the spear.

Click

The demon guard's arm was tapped twice by Mo He's spearhead, splashing some black hedron foam, leaving two knuckle-deep pits.

The weight of the demon guard was quite large, and Mo He did not use a lot of strength to attack, so the demon guard was not repulsed, and the opponent's spear was never taken off.

I should have expected that this guy was not afraid of pain, but Mo He didn't have time to replenish the gun, and the other party had already stabbed the gun and planned to attack his arm.

That's learning too fast!

Mo He put away the spear while putting it away, holding the silver iron spear in his right hand and wrapping it around his back, changing the gun to his left hand, and then handing it out from the left.

The tip of the spear poked directly into the armpit of the enemy's right hand with a gun, still splashing some rubble.

The demon guard was still very cheating without any pain, and he didn't let go, nor did he retreat, and the spear swept towards Mo He.

Mo He hurriedly lowered his head to avoid it, and at the same time, the silver iron spear pointed at the elbow of the demon guard, so that the demon guard who wanted to change the trajectory of the spear did not succeed.

Because the long weapon was not conducive to close combat between the two sides, after a handover, Mo He once again distanced himself from the demon guard.

The purple qi on his body was still rising, and his whole body was shrouded in a faint purple fighting qi.

Mo He decided to use the newly mastered Ziyan marksmanship to deal with this demon guard.

"Purple Dou Qi?!, Arcanic Elemental Dou Qi Master?"

Mugir, who had been paying attention to Mo He's battle, said in surprise.

"It's indeed an arcane elemental fighting spirit!"

Saruman, who was sitting in the VIP seat, responded to Mugir.

Several other regiment leaders also looked at the rare purple fighting qi on Mo He's body in surprise.

In the field, Mo He didn't pay attention to the opinions of everyone outside the arena about him, he let the Dou Qi attach a silver iron spear, and planned to test whether this eight-point demon guard could resist the attack of the Dou Qi.

"Ziyan is out of the nest!"

Mo He carried a purple band of light, like a purple arrow that flew out, and rushed straight towards the demon guard.

The demon guard's reaction was not fast, and he was stabbed in the chest by Mo He before he could block it with his spear.

Click!

The lilac fighting spirit covered the silver iron spear easily pierced through the enemy's chest, and with the piercing spear as the center, several circles of cracks spread out in all directions.

The demon guard grabbed Mo He's silver iron spear and pulled it out vigorously.

Mo He shook the barrel of the gun, shook the big hand holding the silver iron spear away, and shook off one of the demon guard's fingers.

The demon guard's body lit up pale green, as if he was imitating Mo He's vindictive spirit possession just now.

Is it time to release Ziyan out of the nest next?

Mo He retreated with interest, the other party was like a studious apprentice, and if he encountered any trick, he would immediately perform it as it was.

After being tempted just now, he had already found that this demon guard could only imitate the appearance, and the real essence would not.

If the demon guard comprehends the essence of the trick, then when it is displayed, Mo He, the main master, will definitely be able to see it.

A green light trailed behind the demon guard, and he slashed towards Mo He.

Sure enough, it tastes a little! But that's not how the purple swallow comes out of the nest.

Mo He dragged the purple light to meet the demon guard, and when the opponent's green spear stabbed over, he used the tip of the silver iron spear to accurately match the tip of the eight-point demon guard.

Poof!

The spear rubbed against the demon guard's palm, and the whole root was knocked back from his hand by Mo He.

Like a slippery loach that couldn't grasp it steadily, the demon guard's spear flew upside down and slammed straight into the arena wall.

Mo He held the gun in both hands, his body was close to the demon guard, and the silver iron spear formed a half-arc between the wrong shapes, and hit the demon guard's upper body hard.

Large black crystals splashed, and Mo He rushed forward with the demon guard.

Suddenly Mo He stopped, and used his inertia to get used to the demon guard in front.

The demon guard hit the floor and rolled several times before stopping, his chest already having a stick-like groove.

The demon guard on the ground wanted to get up, but was stabbed in the head with a shot from Mo He, who followed.

The demon guard's head hit the ground, Mo He stepped on the demon guard's head again, held the silver iron spear glowing with purple light in both hands, and poked it fiercely.

Boom!

Large pieces of black spars flew in all directions, and the head of the eight-point demon guard was already like a broken bowl, and it was torn apart by Mo He's poke.

The demon guard's hand was still struggling, but soon lost its momentum and lay quietly on the ground, becoming a lifeless hedron block.

"In this battle, the challenger wins!"

The red gargoyle loudly announces the outcome of this battle.

"Uncle Mo He!"

Shaanna happily leaned on the master's seat and clasped her hands desperately.

When Mo He was brought back to the audience by the stone chair, he responded with the same applause and congratulations.

Shui Yue preemptively occupied Mo He's side, and did not give Se Fei a chance.

"Commander Mo He deserves to be the head of a regiment, this martial arts and fighting spirit are really powerful!"

Hobut exclaimed loudly.

Mugir came over to shake hands with Mo He, which was a formal acquaintance.

"Just now, I saw Captain Mohe, what is the name of the move you cast that is like an arrow off the string?"

The head of the Dragon Eagle Regiment also came over and patted Mo He on the shoulder to ask, obviously he was quite interested in Mo He's move just now.

When the others heard Captain Long Ying's question, they all quieted down, intending to listen to Mo He's answer.

"That's a move I learned from the Water Moon Girl, combined with my own weapon director, it's called - Ziyan Leaving the Nest!"

Mo He did not hide the information of the move.

The characteristic of Ziyan leaving the nest is that it is fast, and the disadvantage is obviously that the attack method is single, so there is a follow-up Ziyan marksmanship to make up for it.

However, this eight-point demon guard is not very powerful, and it did not force Mo He to use all his strength, so for the time being, everyone cannot judge his true strength based on Mo He's move.

Sha Anna was also hugged by the eighth master, she was too full to eat, and she had lost the ability to move on her own.

The eighth master wanted to carry Shaanna into the protective shield of the audience together, but found that this still failed.

Sha Anna's body passed through automatically, but when it came to the eighth master's body, it was automatically blocked outside the protective shield.

The eighth master really wants to destroy this protective shield that destroys the mood, but he is worried about triggering unnecessary prohibitions that will affect others.

So I had to endure this breath for the time being.

Worried that Sha Anna would not be able to be carried out, the eighth master did not put Sha Anna in the protective shield, but stood outside the protective shield and continued to hold it.

Let Sha Anna and Mo He say a few words to each other, and the eighth master sent Sha Anna back to the VIP seat.

When everyone was seated, the red gargoyle asked Shaanna again:

"Master, can I start the next game?"

"No, help Uncle Mo He prepare some fruits, pastries and drinks!"

Sha Anna's answer was once again beyond everyone's expectations, but this sentence was what the eighth master asked Sha Anna to say.

No one knows what the follow-up challenges will be, but a battle will always sweat a little, and it will be very helpful to be able to properly replenish water and restore physical strength.

The gargoyle had no objection to Shaanna's request, and still passed the order and continued to follow Shaanna.

Soon the black gargoyles who had brought food to Shaanna reappeared, also flying out of the portal behind the VIP seats.

This time, the fruit they were serving was no longer covered with a lid, and the drinks were brought directly to a tray full of them.

There are many varieties of fruits, pastries and drinks, and many of them have never been seen before, and they are not famous at all.

The crowd in the audience was not reserved this time, and thanked Shaanna one after another, and naturally removed the drink and fruit from the ghoul's tray.

The head of the Dragon Eagle Regiment directly took the fruit and nibbled on it, and immediately took it and drank it when he saw his favorite drink passing by.

Most of the others are like the Eighth Master before, smelling and tasting first, and only after finding that there is no difference between normal and peaceful, can they enjoy it with confidence.

"Make a table for everyone and leave anything you can't eat first. ”

The eighth master asked Sha Anna to help the gargoyle convey instructions.

Sure enough, the red gargoyle didn't care who the command meant, as long as it came from the little girl's mouth.

A crystal stone table floated over and placed it firmly at the front of the audience, and all the remaining fruits, pastries and drinks floated up and placed on the crystal table in an orderly manner.

Seeing that everything was in order, the eighth master asked the little girl to announce the start of the game.

"Please choose the fighter for the next game!"

After the red gargoyle sends all the black gargoyles back to the portal, he summons the turntable for Shaanna to choose.

"What the master has drawn is a four-point demon guard, and the master can check the ability of the warrior!"

When the fighters are chosen, the red gargoyle takes the initiative to report the results to Shaanna.