Mo Haoge was stunned by him, and his confident and indifferent expression also stiffened for a moment.

Xu is he didn't expect Nan Qingjue to dare to go against the Mo family, and even underestimated Su Moliang's status in Nan Qingjue's mind.

For so many years, this is the first person who dares to threaten to destroy the Mo family!

Nan Jinghuan and Su Yixue were even more stunned.

Mo Haoge sent such a good opportunity to Nan Qingjue, who not only gave up, but was also so arrogant that he dared to be the enemy of the Mo family!

It's just because of a Su Mo cool !!

A descendant of the Mo family, the pride of the sky, and a royal prince, handsome and unparalleled, it is unbelievable that he offered a huge amount of conditions to compete for a woman in public.

Where is Su Moliang good???

The people present shook their heads in disbelief, and the women were even more jealous, eager to pounce and tear Su Moliang apart.

However, the most angry at this time was Sun Yunwu.

Her eyes were scarlet with anger, and her nails sank into the flesh, but because Mo Haoge and the Nine Princes were here, she didn't dare to attack Su Moliang, so she could only endure the anger and humiliation, hating these two men for being blind, and letting her go as a big beauty, she actually went to rob an ugly monster in public!

Mo Haoge is also a proud person, and in the face of such a faceless approach, his tone became ruthless: "Nine Princes, you will regret today's decision!"

The corners of Nan Qingjue's indifferent and ruthless lips suddenly grinned, like a snow lotus blooming in the snow, beautiful and incomprehensible: "Yes, I hope you don't regret your actions today-"

Everyone didn't understand the intention of Nan Qingjue to say this, and they didn't care if he was able to speak his tongue.

However, just as the two were competing against each other, the dean of Nanxing Academy had already walked to the ring, and he opened his voice to announce the start of the game, which distracted everyone's attention from Nan Qingjue and Mo Haoge.

At this time, Nan Qingjue turned his head, looked at Su Moliang, his face was gloomy, and reminded in a cold voice, "Play well, don't lose the face of this king." ”

As soon as the words fell, he commanded the palanquin driver and carried him to the audience.

Su Moliang was glared at by his ice blue eyes, and shivered involuntarily.

This man is strong and domineering, he pretends to be a waste, he doesn't think he will be embarrassed, but he is afraid that she will embarrass him, what a temper!

Su Moliang was a little disgusted, and glared at Nan Qingjue's back with great pleasure, and then followed into the arena.

The old man Zhenjun looked at his master like a wooden stunned man, and he didn't understand the man's thoughts, so he immediately shook his head and sighed.

Nan Qing is obviously jealous, so he is so angry, according to his low-key and steady temperament, how can he stand here and fight with Mo Haoge.

It was so obvious that Su Moliang couldn't even see it, and he couldn't even look at this old antique.

Once everyone was ready, the ring began.

Each battle was fierce, and the crowd of onlookers in the audience was dazzled, and shouts and exclamations rose up.

Before you know it, two or three hours have passed, and the mediocre players have finished the game, but there are still some outstanding talents left to play.

At this time, Su Yixue seemed to be unable to sit still, suddenly stood up, gently lifted her skirt, and walked towards the ring.

"This one, I'll come!" she stood in the ring, the breeze stirred up the snow-white skirt, swinging an elegant arc, dancing with green silk, sweeping the white and delicate face as if nothing, and the pure and beautiful posture suddenly won the applause of the audience.

What everyone is looking forward to the most is the battle between Su Yixue and Nam Kyung-hwan and others.

After all, the strength of geniuses is what everyone is looking forward to the most.

In the midst of everyone's cheers, Su Yixue looked at Su Moliang in the audience with eyes like torches, her gentle eyes as watery as a flash of killing, and then hidden in a light smile: "Sister, weren't you jealous that I could marry the prince before, and you have not been convinced of me?" Now, I will give you this opportunity to challenge me, just right, I also understand and comprehend, your true strength!"

Su Moliang was named, not surprised.

Su Yixue hated her to death, and now that she has the opportunity to beat her, she naturally won't let it go.

Su Moliang didn't squirm, stood up, and got into the ring happily, "I hope my sister won't show mercy to me this time, I'm afraid that you will be injured by me again." ”

"Haha, you really think too much, such a competition, do you think I might give you such a good place!" Su Yixue sneered.

Su Moliang nodded, feeling reasonable: "That's naturally the best." Please!"

What Su Yixue hates most is Su Moliang's calm black eyes, no fear, no panic, just no apprehension and nervousness.

"Hmph, see if I don't break your disguise!" Su Yixue snorted angrily, and her spiritual power surged in her hand in an instant, only to see her flip her wrist, and suddenly turned her spiritual power into a long sword that shone with silver light, and stabbed at Su Moliang.

Su Yixue's strength is indeed good, she can transform her spiritual power, it seems that she has put in a lot of effort, and she is indeed much stronger than Xu Jingshu.

When Su Moliang thought of this, his expression was full of expression, and he slammed his palm to take it, only to feel that the spiritual power collided, his arm was numb, and his palm hurt.

"Su Moliang, the hand-to-hand combat last time was not your opponent, don't think that my spiritual power is not your opponent either. Su Yixue snorted coldly, the corners of her lips lifted lightly, and then she saw her figure coming suddenly, light but powerful, and the silver sword in her hand was fierce, piercing Su Moliang's body with every blow.

Su Moliang retreated again and again, his body was only a millimeter away from the silver sword, but no matter how Su Yixue chased and fought hard, she couldn't even touch Su Moliang's hair.

This annoyed Su Yixue very much.

The audience in the audience only felt that Su Yixue's offensive was fierce, forcing Su Moliang to have nowhere to hide, but insiders saw something.

This is obviously Su Moliang's retreat as advance, playing Su Yixue.

"Hehe, it seems that our Liang'er is going to win, His Royal Highness the Prince, your concubine is afraid that she is in danger. At this time, Mo Haoge shook the jade fan and said with a smile, that sentence of the little concubine was extremely vicious, and Nan Jinghuan's face darkened.

"Hmph, the game is not over yet, the victory or defeat is not scored, you are still too early!" Nan Jinghuan snorted angrily, his face dark and heavy.

Mo Haoge just smiled and didn't answer, but put his gaze back to the ring.