Chapter 7: The First Battle
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When they slowly walked into the killing arena, the two of them were like stormy characters in the academy, and under the eyes of everyone, they walked step by step across the viewing platform and arrived at the preparation area.
The two brothers looked at everyone's eyes, and after being embarrassed, they raised their heads with their chests up, looking at the statue of the killing god Xiao Jun, their pupils shrunk, "Isn't it just a broken stone, it's so troublesome, it's really a sin!"
In the innermost room of the preparation area, an old man sat steadily, holding a teapot in his hand, taking a sip from time to time, flipping through the book on the table with his left hand, his brows furrowed from time to time.
The two pushed open the door, looked at the slightly peaceful old man, and clasped their fists and said, "Elder Wen, we are here to enter the killing arena!"
The old man turned the page of the book, paused slightly, slowly raised his head, his eyes glanced at the two of them, and his brows furrowed, "Go back, here, you two can't live", said, beckoned, signaled the two to go out, the killing arena was fierce, even if it was a red flag, it was not easy to enter, not to mention the Yellow Flag realm.
The Mo brothers frowned slightly, and were not shaken by Elder Wen's words, now go back, and must not be beaten to death by Chu Xuannan's stick, Mo Yanfeng immediately said: "I have an order from the teachings, if you don't participate in the war, you can't go out of the killing arena!"
The old man will slam the teapot on the table slightly, with a slight anger in his expression, "The old man has been in the killing arena for forty years, don't you know better than you, your strength is to send you to death, so that you don't listen to what you say, and when you regret it, you will die in the ring!"
Elder Wen's peaceful face flashed with a hint of hatred, he had been in the killing arena for a long time, and he had seen many stubborn people, but in the end, none of them walked out of the killing arena alive.
After Elder Wen finished speaking, he continued to pick up the teapot and flipped through the booklet in his hand, while the Mo brothers, with slightly dark faces and bitter glances, stood silently in place, and stayed here without leaving.
"Who are your teachings?"
After a long time, Elder Wen said helplessly.
Mo Yanfeng's eyes flashed with joy, and he immediately replied: "Chu Xuannan, Xuannan Sect!"
Wen Chang's whole body movement froze slightly, and he raised his head and looked at the two brothers again, "Chu Xuannan, but in the past hundred years of the Cliff Cultivation Academy, you have taught you amazingly!"
Since Chu Xuannan came to the Cliff Cultivation Academy more than ten years ago, all the students of the Nine-Story Building have been taught by Chu Xuannan, and all those who have been taught by Chu Xuannan have skyrocketed in a short period of time, and finally become a strong man who sits on one side.
After examining the two of them for a long time, he immediately pinched his hand, and a light blue vein was suddenly imprinted on the stone carving in front of Elder Wen, and he looked at the two of them and said, "In your jade slips, there will be information about your opponent. ā
Saying that, not caring about the two of them, they recovered their previous state by themselves, and after the two Mo brothers saluted, they slowly retreated, and on top of the jade slip, there was a string of information.
Among the jade slips of Mo Remnant Wind: Wang Cheng - quasi-red flag, after a quarter of an hour, the third killing arena!
In Mo Yanyun's jade slip: Yang Hao - a section of the red flag, half an hour later, the fifth killing arena!
The two looked at each other, raised their eyebrows slightly, and punched each other in the shoulder.
Looking at the backs of the two of them, a trace of doubt flashed in Elder Wen's eyes, "Chu Xuannan, I have never set foot under the Nine-Story Building for more than ten years, why did he appear in the Seven-Story Building now, and the Black Flag powerhouse appeared in the Seven-Story Building, which is the first time that the Cliff Cultivation Academy has appeared." ā
Half a quarter of an hour later, Mo Yanyun scolded Mo Wanfeng with a smile, "Don't leave yet, prepare for your battle, what are you doing here?"
"Look at how you make a fool of yourself, can't you? Why don't you get out of here!" Mo Yanfeng said with a little solemnity in his teasing, but he didn't have the slightest intention of leaving.
Mo Yanyun immediately turned around, slowly stepped into the ring, and muttered: "I'm afraid that I won't be able to die, really!"
Standing on the stage, Mo Yanyun suddenly became the focus of attention, and the people on the viewing platform were very excited, "There is a big battle below, and they naturally have secret transactions above, if Mo Wanyun wins, many people will make a lot of money."
Ten zhang in front of Mo Canyun, a curly-haired man was holding a spear in his hand, and his slightly tattered clothes were stained with blood, looking at Mo Canyun's eyes, a fierce light like a beast appeared!
Looking at the fifth platform, the person who originally pressed Mo Remnant Yunsheng's heart suddenly hung up, and Mo Remnant's realm was originally a little weaker, but now look at Mo Remnant's momentum standing in the ring:
Numbness, sluggishness, laziness!
A trace of anger flashed in Yang Hao's eyes, and he entered the killing arena in order to break through the limit, and fighting with a yellow flag was like child's play, what did it mean?
Immediately picked up the gun and stabbed at Mo Yanyun, he wanted to kill this man named Mo Wanyun as quickly as possible.
However, in the time of two breaths, Yang Hao was only a spear away from Mo Wanyun, and the spear blade coldly stabbed Mo Wanyun's chest.
Everyone's pupils shrank, and at the beginning of the game, Yang Hao took out the strongest move, but Mo Wanyun didn't make the slightest move, if he didn't dodge again, he would definitely die under the gun.
Suddenly, Mo Yanyun smiled, remembering the scene of Chu Xuannan and Jun Qinghan fighting in the main hall, and whispered: "I'll try it too!"
As he spoke, his footsteps frustrated slightly, and he tried his best to make the spear slightly oblique, stabbing through his shoulder, and then grabbed the spear, and his body was like a cheetah rushing out, approaching Yang Hao.
Yang Hao, who was holding the spear, suddenly shrank the hairs on his body, and looked at Mo Remnant Cloud vigilantly, although the spear slid in Mo Remnantyun's body, it was not under his control at all, seeing Mo Remnant Cloud approaching step by step, doubts rose in his heart:
"Is there a conspiracy, do you want to kill me with both hands?"
Ignoring a lot, the experience of several battles made him quickly let go of the spear, and his body frustrated, but at the moment when Yang Hao hesitated, there was no chance.
Mo Yunsen smiled coldly, and a pitch-black long sword suddenly burst out of his palm, slashing through Yang Hao's neck lightly!
There was silence on the viewing platform for a long time, and it was not until Mo Yanyun pulled out the long sword on his shoulder inch by inch that he burst into curses, cheers, and disdain.
Looking at the blood on Yang Hao's neck and his unbelievable eyes, Mo Yanyun smiled indifferently, "Don't doubt it, you're already dead", after speaking, a healing pill slipped into his mouth, "The teaching method is good to kill, but this method of self-damage is still rarely used!"
Looking at the cheers of everyone for themselves, and then looking at Yang Hao beside him, Mo Yanyun smiled with emotion, "If a person walks away from tea and cools, when he dies, he has no value!"
In the ring, there is only one criterion:
Either Caesar or nothing!
Mo Remnant walked out of the ring weakly and said to Mo Remnant, "Look, I'm not dead, now you should get out!"
Mo Yanfeng unusually didn't have a bickering, hehe smiled, walked towards his ring, looked at the burly figure in the No. 3 ring, his face became slightly solemn, "I originally thought that the quasi-red flag was easier to deal with than the red flag, but it turned out that this head alone could stone me to death."
Looking at Mo Remnant, who had been late for a long time, Wang Yanfeng said angrily, "Mo Remnant, you have a big shelf!" In his words, there was no lack of anger, and when his body shook, Mo Remnant only felt a slight shaking under his feet.
"So what? Won't I let you live a few longer?"
"Hmph, the time you asked me to wait, my Wang Cheng will torture you back twice, and let you try the means of the red flag", he said, holding a huge mace in his hand, and running towards Mo Wanfeng with a bang.
Mo Yanyun's pupils shrank, "This stick is hammered down, and he is not full of holes, how can he exchange injuries for his life?"
As he spoke, his footsteps frustrated slightly, and he suddenly let out a long sigh:
"Kill!"
Suddenly, the entire killing arena was shocked, and Wang Yan's footsteps in front of him froze slightly, no one thought that Mo Remnant Feng would suddenly burst out of a killing word, and Mo Remnant Feng was stunned to shout out the momentum of 'The general's iron clothes are shattered in a hundred battles, and the blood stains the yellow sand and the sun is cold', which makes everyone feel immersive.
But in half a breath, Wang Yan's eyes were clear, looking at Mo Yanyun, anger swept in his eyes, at this time, Mo Yanyun was standing under Wang Yan's mace, Wang Yuan's arms were raised, and he slashed towards Mo Yanyun.
Instead of dodging, Mo Yanfeng jumped up, and the pitch-black ink knife was pulled diagonally down from Wang Yan's shoulder.
The people in the officialdom suddenly had a trace of surprise in their eyes, they seemed to see the knife in Mo Remnantfeng's hand pulled from Wang Yuan's waist, and when they polished their eyes, Mo Remnantfeng's hand was empty, standing silently under the paused mace, smiling contemptuously, turning around and walking out of the ring.
Behind him, for a long time, Wang Yuan's body split into two parts, and his thumping heart fell on the ring, and he had already been split in two by Mo Yanfeng! )