Chapter 13: Fat Men with Potential

On the rock platform, the slightly flat ground spread in Mo Zixuan's eyes, and on this huge ground, there were several people standing quietly in it, one of them was a middle-aged man with a majestic breath, and behind the two of them, several teenagers stood aggrievedly behind them, not daring to speak.

The suspension platform is a unique building in hell, and only one will be built in the center of the mine on average, and the significance of the existence of the suspension platform is to select outstanding young people to enter the Difu Academy to practice earlier, and the second is to create entertainment playthings for Qianfuzi.

There are countless hovering platforms in the Hell, so they can be neglected. There are many innocent people in the mine who are being played with in the palm of their hands, and there is no place to turn over, and they are miserable.

In other words, the suspension platform is not only a platform for displaying its majesty, but also a platform for destroying people and destroying nature.

The middle-aged man on the suspension platform, who was also dressed in a blue robe and had a gloomy face, seemed to notice that someone was coming, turned his head to look at it, and said with an evil face, "Haoran, you can make me wait." ”

"I've been waiting, Brother Chiba. Zhao Haoran said lightly, with a little apology in his tone.

Chiba Yin smiled, "Hehe, it's okay. Then he glanced at the young man standing quietly next to him, and said, "Tsk, I said Brother Haoran, it's not fair for him to do this, I have three spirits and four people here." ”

"Lord Impermanence wants me to entertain me, how can I live up to his kindness. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Haoran said indifferently, Mo Zixuan had nothing to do with him, at best, he was just a plaything.

"Well, in that case, what are you waiting for, let's get started. Chiba raised his eyebrows and said slowly.

Glancing at Mo Zixuan, Zhao Haoran nodded lightly, and took out a cube-shaped rock from his clothes, and the rock was covered with this mysterious pattern, which was extremely mysterious.

"Open!"

As Zhao Haoran shouted, the flat ground shook slightly, and tens of thousands of suspended wooden blocks suddenly rose in the ground, and the rising wooden blocks reached a height of several zhang before they were willing to stop.

Mo Zixuan looked up, and the square wooden blocks stretched to the end of his sight.

The three teenagers next to Chiba looked at this scene incredulously, obviously the first time they had seen this strange phenomenon like Mo Zixuan.

Numerous wooden blocks were scattered and floated slowly in the air.

Zhao Haoran said lightly, "This distance is ten miles away, and whoever is the first to finish can be released." ”

Nodding thoughtfully, Mo Zixuan's eyes were sharp, these three people are all spirit body four grades, it must not be too difficult, and secondly, I have this Eagle Stepping Spirit Skill, it should be easier to deal with.

"There is also a rule, there are three of them in a team, and Mo Zixuan is in a team. Zhao Haoran said lightly, hearing this, the young man's eyes opened slightly, obviously, this thousand masters were determined to embarrass him.

"Are you ready?" Zhao Haoran glanced at the corner of his mouth, "Let's start!"

"Huh!"

As soon as the words fell, the two teenagers beside Chiba jumped out and shot into the air like arrows, extremely fast.

Seeing the two of them jumping out, Mo Zixuan's eyes froze, and his figure swept towards the wooden block like an eagle.

Only a little fat man was left holding his head tremblingly, and uneasiness welled up on his fat face.

Zhao Haoran glanced at the little fat man, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, a little funny.

When Chiba saw this scene, his long face was angry, and he kicked it fiercely, scolding, "Why are you still stunned by the dead fat man?

"Ahh ”

The little fat man's eyes were shining with tears, and he was extremely jealous of Chiba, but his body was uncontrollable, which was several feet high, and he couldn't go up anyway.

"Hey!"

Touching his face with his big hand, Chiba sighed, who is this person?

"Da!"

In the sky, the two emaciated figures had already landed on the wooden block, their expressions were indifferent, and the speed of the two of them swept forward almost synchronously.

Seeing the figures of the two flickering in front of him, Mo Zixuan also landed on the wooden block vigorously, and stepped on his toes, like a dark eagle, and swept away towards the two. The Eagle Trek itself can walk on the ground in the air, not to mention the fact that there are planks under the feet now, which will only be easier.

In just a quarter of an hour, Mo Zixuan caught up with the two.

The two glanced at each other, they didn't expect Mo Zixuan's speed to be so amazing, and they immediately nodded to each other, and approached Mo Zixuan one after another.

The black-shirted young man, stepping on the plank, his speed was sharp, his figure jumped out, and the spiritual power on the soles of his feet surged, drawing a stunning arc in the sky, and threw it towards Mo Zixuan's head.

"Click!"

Mo Zixuan's expression was calm, he easily came to the wooden block next to him, continued to drive forward, and turned his head slightly, the previous wooden board easily let the soles of his feet fall apart and fall to the ground.

Another white-shirted young man, like a ghost while running, the majestic spiritual power on his palm gushed out, and the fierce palm wind roared towards Mo Zixuan.

With his eyes in his eyes, Mo Zixuan's spiritual power gathered, and the soles of his feet stepped on the wooden block violently, and the Wind Fist was unreservedly unreserved.

The white-shirted young man had slightly small eyes, grinned, and his palms were like sharp blades against the fierce fists.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The sonic boom was repeated, and the fists were on par with each other, Mo Zixuan calmly observed the movements of the other party's shot, pouted and smiled, and the eagle stepped to the extreme, and the rich spiritual power light on the fist flickered.

Victory in the competition is crucial for everyone, and everyone wants to leave this bleak suspension platform.

"Binh Duong, be careful. The black-shirted boy in the rear reminded him that he could see that the punch contained enough power to knock his brother off the court.

Ping Yang nodded, his eyes lit up, and Mo Zixuan's swift fist in his eyes became a little slower.

"Whew!Whew!"

The fist wind came, Pingyang did not hurry to dodge this, and Mo Zixuan could use Mo Zixuan after the eagle stepped on the speed, and there were few opponents in the same realm.

Although he dodged most of his punches, he still had a few punches that hit all over his body. Pingyang's body restlessly withdrew from the attack range and retreated a few meters.

The black-shirted young man made a seal with his hands, his figure flickered, and he stabbed a few zhang away from him, looking at Mo Zixuan in front of him, the soles of his feet slammed on the wooden block, the wooden block instantly cracked, and the spiritual power on his leg condensed, and he kicked it horizontally.

Feeling the surging spiritual power behind him, Mo Zixuan turned around, his fists clenched, and the wind fist collided with the soles of his feet.

"Bang!"

The soles of his feet quickly landed on his fists, and the vigorous and powerful palm wind made Mo Zixuan's figure fly out upside down.

"Click!"

The white-robed young man continued to impact the wooden block, splitting the wooden block in two, falling to the ground, and his body also fell, and at the moment of falling, the eagle stepped on a little void, and the figure returned to the wooden block again.

The battle on the hoverboard was fierce, and only three figures could be seen flashing back and forth, and wooden blocks were falling one after another.

Looking at the three of them struggling with each other, Chiba's long face was satisfied, after all, there were two people on his side, and they still had some advantages, just when he wanted to laugh, he heard a deep voice, and his face instantly stiffened.

"Mom!"

The little fat man shouted, not paying any attention to Chiba's elongated face on the side.

Chiba gritted his teeth, slapped the little fat man on the head, and said fiercely, "I'm crying for Lao Tzu, and I'll throw you down from here immediately." ”

Feeling the pain coming from the back of his head, the little fat man instantly stopped crying, and his thick eyebrows pressed down, which was actually a little sharp.

Xiao Yan looked at the wooden block indifferently, and the little fat man's strong spiritual power burst out from his body, and the soles of his feet stomped on the ground, like a full bowstring shooting into the wooden blocks in the sky.

Chiba shook his head and looked at this scene in disbelief, squinting his eyes and said softly, "I didn't expect this fat man to still be a potential stock." ”

Zhao Haoran's expression was indifferent, no matter what the outcome was, it was nothing to worry about, he just wanted to appreciate how fierce the four of them were fighting.