In the stands, An Yuheng smiled shallowly. Lin Xiuying had already rushed to Mo Yi's side, and An Yuheng turned around.

Mo Yi's face was pale, it was definitely not a good thing to hurt his arm on the first day, Fang Yifeng didn't use his hole cards, after all, he also had to save his strength to deal with the challenge of the day after tomorrow, if he just spent all his hole cards to defeat Mo Yi, maybe he would fall off the dragon list!

Feeling the wound on his right arm, he didn't hurt the bone. "Hey, don't wrap me up like a mummy!" Mo Yi felt a little sad, "I'm just a little skin wound on my right arm!"

"No!" Lin Xiuying continued to wrap the bandage. "Xiang Yu?" The familiar figure in the stands made Mo Yi too lazy to continue to play with Lin Xiuying, and his eyes stayed on the stands.

"It's been a long time, Senior Mo Yuxuan. Xiang Yu's expression was solemn.

"Eun, it's been a year, it seems that you haven't been idle for a year. A hoarse voice came from the pitch-black robes.

"Female?!" Mo Yi's pupils contracted, he couldn't have imagined that the third person on the dragon list would be a woman!

In a moment of surprise, Xiang Yu disappeared to the ground, applying for the rank technique 'Mimic Memory'! "Boom!" The dust was flying, and Xiang Yu seemed to have melted into the stone platform. Mo Yuxuan jumped and dodged Xiang Yu's blow from the ground. "Huh!" a row of dark silver needles flew out, "Ding!Ding!Ding!" The silver needles sank into the stone platform, and Xiang Yu disappeared again.

"Poison Origin Technique!" Mo Yi saw clearly the power of Mo Yuxuan's original technique, "No wonder Senior Xiang Yu didn't come face to face with her." "Analysing the situation on the pitch.

"Senior sister's 'Hades Post' is getting more and more distracted!" Xiang Yu's voice sounded. "Boom!" The huge stone pillar blocked all of Mo Yuxuan's retreats. In the stone platform, Xiang Yu finally showed his figure, and the huge hammer smashed towards Mo Yuxuan, who was blocked by the stone pillar.

"Shhhhh Mo Yuxuan stood quietly in the stone pillar like this, her jade hand was gently thrown, and a purple light shot towards Xiang Yu in mid-air.

Looking at the purple light in mid-air, Mo Yi felt a chill down his spine. Xiang Yu's body cracked in mid-air, and the stone pillars around Mo Yuxuan turned into a puddle of muddy water. Hades wants you to die on the third watch! How can I keep you until the fifth watch!. Cold sweat dripped down Xiang Yu's cheeks, glad that it was just a stand-in for his 'mimic memory'.

Everyone opened their mouths in an instant, and silently sympathized with Xiang Yu who challenged this 'poisonous girl'. "Does Xiang Yu still want to fight?" a hoarse voice came out, "I can't guarantee that next time I will shoot your stand-in!"

"The seniors are still very skilled, and sure enough, I still can't help myself. Xiang Yu's true figure was revealed on the stone platform, and he bowed deeply to the black shadow: "I admit defeat, thank you, and my predecessors will give me advice." Mo Yuxuan disappeared in place......

Lying on the bed in the dormitory, Mo Yi recalled the battle on today's dragon list, and sure enough, the dragon list was full of monsters, and at the end of the day, there was no student who could challenge success. "Hey, Yang Keran, Fang Luo, aren't you going to be on the dragon list?"

"Forget it, it won't be worth it if you give your life in!" Yang Ke's voice sounded.

"Don't listen to him, this kid is very yin, he plans to mix up the fifteenth on the last day. Fang Luo instantly debunked Yang Keran's plan.

Mo Yi moved his right arm, "It seems that everyone is the same as you think." ”

"You still have to worry about yourself, what's going on with your right hand, fifth on the dragon list! I don't know how many people are staring at you, who doesn't even have Shen Qing, but dominates the list. Yang Keran said: "Sleep, sleep." ”

"Don't sleep, do you know the origin of the number one dragon list?" Mo Yi looked at Yang Keran, who was about to snore, and asked quickly.

"It's the 'Holy Poison' Chen Xiao who entered the realm of sorcerers at the age of sixteen in that academy.

"Then how old is he now?

"Twenty, I guess so. Yang Keran calculated, "Because today's Mo Yuxuan is his sister-in-law, with his strength, he can already enter the inner courtyard, but people can't rest assured that his sister-in-law will stay until now." ”

"Uh!" Mo Yi said, "Okay." ”

The next day, the Hobbit College Stone Terrace

Looking at the crowded stands, Mo Yi found a position. Today, he specifically avoided Lin Xiuying, planning to take a good look at the game and learn about the strength of his opponents by the way. "Huh!" looked at the dense crowd of seniors and juniors in the stands. Mo Yi was a little sad, am I really such a soft persimmon that is easy to pinch!

"Get out of here!" a hurricane blew through, leaving only one person left in the stands. Mo Yi's blue pupils contracted, "Teng Haofei!" The cold gaze swept towards him. "Mo Yi hasn't seen me for a long time. "It was like a voice from hell.

"Sorcerer's Realm!"

As soon as the atmosphere on the stone platform dropped below zero, the freshmen at the low point of the realm did not even dare to come out. Zhao Zilu helped his glasses, and Jin Qianyu whispered in his ear. Mo Yi stood up and walked to Fuji Haofei on the stone platform step by step.

Whitebeard's mentor apparently knew about the fetters as well: "Don't kill them." The old voice rang in both of their ears. "If Mo Yi is really invincible, you can get off the stone platform, Teng Haofei's murderous aura is too heavy!" Jin Qianyu's words sounded in Mo Yi's mind.

Turning around, Mo Yi smiled at Jin Qianyu, his fists clenched unconsciously. "Does Mo Yi dare to gamble again?" The provocative words came out of Teng Haofei's mouth, "I think, you haven't seen An Yuheng for a long time." ”

"Boom!" Mo Yi tapped his toes on the ground, and his fist roared and smashed towards Teng Haofei. "What did you do to Miss An!"

"Haha, it's good, it's good!" Teng Haofei laughed wildly, "If you win, I'll tell you! Don't admit defeat, you lose, I'm not sure you still see An Yuheng's slut!"

"Bang!" Mo Yi flew upside down, and Fuji Haofei floated leisurely in the air like a blue bird. Mo Yi half-knelt on the ground, "Boom!" A violent force of primordial magic emanated from his body. "I'm going to die! Why is it at this time!" Mo Yi scolded secretly, and the furious Fire Origin Technique flocked to Mo Yi like crazy.

"Sure enough, you're a twin magician!" Teng Haofei's figure disappeared in midair. "Twin Sorcerers!" There was a lot of discussion in the stands for a while, and Zhao Zilu's expression changed with the violent Fire Origin Technique. "Boom!" Mo Yi was once again blasted upside down, "Wang!" The sudden barking of the dog made everyone stunned.

"Mo Yu, hurry up for me!" Mo Yi sat cross-legged, and the 'Twelve Gods' surrounded him. Mo Yi's consciousness wandered between them. In the stands, Yang Keran clenched his fists, "No! Absolutely not! It is impossible for the current Mo Yi to control the twelve gods with the power of the 'Eleven Ghost Plague' at the same time!"

The wind whistled in the stands, and Fuji Haofei smiled lightly: "The twelve gods, it looks even stronger than these little bastards!" "Roar! Led by Qi Qi, Birch, Qiang Liang, Zu Ming, Entrustment, and Wrong Judgment. Six traps pounced on Fuji Haofei.

Looking at the other trap beasts beside Mo Yi that didn't move, Yang Ke breathed a sigh of relief. "Zi Ya!" "Roar!" The Trap Beast sparked up, and its thin wings were already shattered. "Huh!" Mo Yi, who had closed his eyes, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the Fire Origin Technique, which had just calmed down, became tyrannical again.

"I'm going to die! I'm going to die if I go on like this!" Obviously, now Mo Yi is already a strong bow and crossbow, if he is not promoted, with the twelve gods, Mo Yi may still have the strength to fight, but now......

"Boom!" the flames soared, and Mo Yi, who was sitting cross-legged, was swallowed by the Fire Origin Technique. "Haha, I suddenly realized that it would be more fun if you turned into waste!" Fuji Haofei in mid-air stopped attacking. Outside the stands, Mo Lin looked surprised. "Huh!" Qi Qi's claws slashed through Teng Haofei's waist and abdomen.

Zhao Zilu's hand raised in mid-air was slowly lowered. At some point, the dilapidated wings of the trap Qiqi had been repaired, and he was entangled with Birch in mid-air again. "The Twelve Gods can fix themselves!" Mo Lin's hoarse voice was full of incredulity!

Yang Keran raised the corners of his mouth, this is not an ordinary trap beast, the twelve gods who have integrated into the ancient 'Eleven Ghost Plague' are definitely stronger than the magicians of the Youlan Realm! It's just that Mo Yi doesn't have the spiritual power to manipulate them at the same time. If you forcibly control it, you may instead be devoured by the eleventh ghost plague!

"Get out of here!" the storm swept towards Mo Yi with Fuji Haofei as the center. For a while, everyone's eyes were squinted by the strong wind. "Boom!" another pillar of fire," there was blood hanging from the corner of Mo Yi's mouth. "Bang, bang!" came the sound of something falling, and everyone came back to their senses, and the trap Qiqi and Birch had fallen out of the field.

Mo Yi was still sitting cross-legged, and the Fire Yuan Technique finally calmed down, but now Mo Yi's seven orifices were dripping with blood. "Bang!" two more punches, apparently Fuji Haofei was planning to send the trap beast out of the field directly to avoid entanglement with him. "Whew!" Suddenly, Tengen, who had not moved, bit Fuji Haofei's wrist.

Mo Yi, who closed his eyes tightly, smiled lightly.

"Garbage die!" Ignoring the bite of 'Tenggen', Teng Haofei threw out 'Qingcangling'!