In the ring where Han Mo was, countless students had been attracted at this time, some were surprised, some were puzzled, and what they were puzzled about was of course that Han Mo would be so fast.

"Iron Tooth is a three-element martial artist, why was he beaten so badly by this nameless boy?" Trainee A asked the person next to him in surprise as he covered his mouth.

"I don't know, this kid is also a three-element martial artist, maybe a higher level, otherwise how could there be such a fast speed, look at this action, tsk, ordinary people don't break their tendons. Student B said with envy on his face, and began to imagine that Han Mo would teach him.

The most shocking thing is, of course, the party Tieya at this time, Tieya's face is blue at this time, of course, this is not caused by anger, but was kicked by Han Mo before, and there is still a trace of blood on the tip of his nose.

"Are you still fighting?" Han Mo asked with a smile as he looked at the panting iron fangs.

The iron fang's fist clenched, but the pain from his right fist made him realize that this arm had been dislocated.

"What is your current strength?" Iron Fang asked after a moment's hesitation.

Han Mo smiled when he heard this, waved his hand and said: "You don't need to know this, I just want to say that your use of fighting qi is really terrible, not to mention the slow speed of the three-yuan strength, Liliang is also similar to the two-yuan." ”

Han Mo's series of ruthless words directly hit Tie Ya's heart, and Tie Ya's breathing became rapid when he heard it, and he glanced at Han Mo viciously and said, "I admit defeat today, but you are very strong, and we will meet again in the future." Iron Fang jumped out of the ring and into the crowd.

Seeing the iron teeth fleeing, the audience suddenly erupted in deafening cheers, and they all guessed Han Mo's identity and strength.

"Han Mo, you're amazing. Han Ji shouted at Han Mo in the ring with a thumbs up.

As soon as Han Ji's words came out, many people immediately reacted, looked at Han Mo and said in surprise: "It turns out that he is Han Mo?"

"No wonder, this kid is actually Han Mo, I heard that he defeated the martial artist when he was a martial artist, it's amazing. ”

"I also heard that Long Kong didn't take him down with a large army, and a large group of people chased him for a long time and didn't catch up, it's really my idol. ”

"When can I have his speed!"

Seeing the audience become noisy, Han Mo touched his nose in embarrassment, looked at the gold coins not far away, and muttered after tugging at the corners of his mouth: "So much money, do you want to take it?" Han Mo has never seen so many gold coins, you must know that one silver coin can eat several big meals, a gold coin is a hundred silver coins, and at this time, there are five hundred in front of him, thinking about it is a little excited.

"Han Mo, what are you doing in a daze, go get the gold coins, this guy is fighting, and if you win, it's yours. Seeing that Han Mo was still hesitating, Han Ji shouted impatiently in his heart, he had the urge to rush up and grab it, but Han Mo was still in a daze.

Hearing this, Han Mo nodded, and walked towards the gold coins with a somewhat happy face, he really didn't expect to go out for a walk this time and make a fortune, Han Mo looked at the pile of golden gold coins in front of him, and reached out to grab it.

"Wait!"

But just when Han Mo's hand was about to touch the gold coin, a deep voice quietly sounded behind Han Mo, and Han Mo couldn't help frowning when he heard this.

The bottom of the ring suddenly became silent, and the sudden change made everyone nervous again, which is another good rhythm to watch.

The man who jumped into the ring walked towards Han Mo, looked at Han Mo and said lightly: "There are a lot of gold coins, I'll fight." ”

Han Mo turned to look at the man who was also looking at him, arched his hand and said, "Under Han Mo, I don't know much about the rules here, does the winner of these five hundred gold coins have to accept the challenge?"

Hearing this, the man's brows furrowed slightly, and he nodded: "That's right, if you are willing to automatically admit defeat and the gold coins belong to me, you can not accept the challenge." ”

Han Mo laughed in his heart when he heard this, this was the biggest sum he had ever obtained, how could he give it up so easily, hesitated for a moment and said again: "I don't know my brother's name, I'm just a student in the junior class, I'm afraid it's a bit flattering for the senior to fight like this." ”

Hearing that Han Mo was a student of the junior class, Ling Ze frowned, and secretly wondered in his heart, Weishenme Dongfang Xiang would let himself come to grab a junior class student's ring, although he was puzzled in his heart, he still said quietly on the surface: "My name is Ling Ze, the competition in the ring is not divided into classes, if you want to, you will fight, if you don't want to admit defeat, the gold coins will belong to me." ”

"I'm not going to give it away. Han Mowan said with a smile.

"Then let's fight. Ling Ze didn't talk nonsense, and flew up and kicked at Han Mo.

The sudden attack startled Han Mo, and the strength of the martial artist burst out, flying out and hitting him with a kick.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Han Mo retreated, and after his footsteps landed, he took more than a dozen steps back messily before he stabilized, looking at Ling Ze with a surprised face, the strength of Ling Ze in front of him was at least around that of the Four Yuan Martial Artists, or even higher.

Ling Ze slowly retracted his right leg, looked at Han Mo and frowned, and then rushed forward again.

"Holy, senior class student. Han Mo shook his right leg, which was a little numb, his face became solemn, he looked at Ling Ze who was rushing angrily, and rushed forward.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

As soon as the two came into contact, a fierce confrontation broke out, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that Han Mo seemed to have fallen into the upper hand, and every time he bombarded Han Mo, he would retreat a little, and Ling Ze's powerful strength made Han Mo a little unable to parry.

"Han Mo suffered now, he just fought with the Sanyuan Martial Artist, and now he is fighting with a stronger person, how can he win. Han Ji stood below and muttered impatiently.

At this time, far away from the ring, three men stood proudly on a boulder, and one of them was Dongfang Xiang, who had a holiday with Han Mo before.

"Boss, Weishenme asked Ling Ze to dismantle that kid's platform, don't you think it's a bit overkill?" Jing Zhi glanced at Dongfang Xiang and asked with some puzzlement.

"Hehe, the boss is trying to force this kid out completely, see what he has learned during this time, the three-yuan martial artists can't help him, boss, am I right?" Wan Dong looked at Dongfang Xiang with a smile and said.

"The one who knows me is Wan Dong, yes, this kid is weird all over his body, I am also puzzled, weishenme he can be so fast, even if he breaks through the martial artist, it is not so exaggerated, who is not a martial artist, who doesn't understand. Dongfang Xiang's eyes narrowed into a slit after he said that, and he couldn't take his eyes off the two people in the ring in the distance.

"Drink!"

Han Mo snorted softly, his footsteps twisted one after another, and he reflexively threw his foot at Ling Ze's side head.

Ling Ze looked at Han Mo's attack and chuckled, "Your attack is too weak, you can't win with speed alone." With that, a punch slammed into Han Mo's leg, knocking Han Mo back in shock.

"Ah~ Damn!" Han Mo rubbed his legs painfully, looking at Ling Ze's face with some doubts, Ling Ze didn't look like he was coming for the gold coins, but as if he was deliberately playing with himself, he almost didn't make any tricks until now, and he was always fighting with himself.

"Hey, if you fight, be thorough, I'm not someone who can't afford to lose, and I won't hold a grudge against you if I lose. Han Mo hesitated for a moment and said.

"Hehe, that's what you said, then I'm going to do my best. Ling Ze looked at Han Mo and said very strangely, and then stomped on the ground with both feet, and his body shot at Han Mo like a cannonball.