"Well, let's have another game, and if you win again, I'll throw in the towel. Mochen said firmly.

After the battle, Yu Fusu had a new understanding of Mo Chen, and the reason why Mo Chen, who seemed to have little energy, was able to burst out with such a strong strength must have a great connection with the Zichuan Sword in his hand.

After Yu Fusu found out about this, he was vigilant in his heart, and he no longer underestimated Mo Chen.

"Okay, young lady, I'll play with you again, if you lose, see me once, how about calling me young sister once?"

The inherent "manly" consciousness in Mo Chen's heart made him a little embarrassed, "Shall we change it?"

"No, that's it, otherwise, I'm too lazy to compete with your men. ”

Mo Chen gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!"

Other students who watched the play had a lot of discussions about the upcoming game, of course, these people all thought that the final victory belonged to Yu Fusu.

There was a boy standing in the distance, watching the game with a slight concern, his hands folded, as if thinking about something? Mo Chen glanced at him inadvertently, and he nodded in encouragement.

Yan Yuhui knew that Mochen would win this game, and he knew that although Mochen was wooden, his ability to comprehend the battle was stronger than himself. Because, in the contest between him and Mo Chen, Mo Chen's victory and loss can be reflected. However, he was also worried about Mo Chen, after he fought with Yu Fusu just now, he felt that Yu Fusu's energy must be much higher than Mo Chen's.

Shi Qingyun nodded, feeling that Mochen was a seedling, at his age, it was very rare to have this kind of spirit of not being afraid of strong enemies and perseverance, and he had a solid foundation in combat skills and was good at seizing the opportunity, so he was a good seedling worth cultivating.

Shi Shuqing knows that although talent determines the height of the starting point and the height of acquired development, hard work is also the top priority. Looking at the historical trend of the Jingyuan Continent, there are really countless people who are full of talent, but what can be left to future generations to praise is always the very few people, and those very few people have a characteristic, all of them have gone through hardships and hard work, and finally stood at the peak of the Jingyuan Continent and were sung and praised by future generations.

In the second game, the game begins......

This time, Mo Chen was not in a hurry to swing the Zichuan Sword in his hand again to gain momentum. Instead, he hid his sword behind him, used his energy on his feet, and ran towards Yufusu.

Seeing this, Yu Fusu waved the long whip in his hand, shook the long whip, and swept out.

Just as the long whip was about to reach Mo Chen's body, he leaned sharply and slid sideways.

I saw that the long whip was almost drawn against Mo Chen's face, and Mo Chen was amazed in his heart, but the speed under his feet did not slow down in the slightest, and he still rushed towards Yu Fusu.

Yu Fusu saw that the blow missed, and when he pulled the long whip back, the long whip rolled in the air, and the air burst with a "pop" sound.

The long whip whip started slightly, and she also ran back, and then jumped up with the help of her strength, swinging the long whip up and down, this whip slashed from top to bottom, and went straight to the front of the ink dust.

On the side of Mo Chen's body, when he dodged the long whip, his forward speed was also a little sluggish, but at this time, the distance between him and Yu Fusu was forced to be a sword away.

Mo Chen instantly adjusted his energy on his hands, swung his sword horizontally, and slashed towards Yu Fusu's waist with a move of purple qi Hengchuan.

Yu Fusu didn't have time to withdraw the long whip, so he hurriedly used his whip hand to block the Zichuan sword.

With a soft sound of "bang ......", Yu Fusu was knocked back three steps to the side, and the long whip in his hand was also knocked off.

She was depressed in her heart, how could this sword blow have such great power. However, Mo Chen's energy is indeed not as high as his own, and he shouldn't have forced himself to such a mirror with a sword. Although Yu Fusu thought so, but the facts were in front of her, and she had to admit that Mo Chen's blow was so strong that she couldn't confront it head-on.

Thinking about this clearly, Yu Fusu shouted without hesitation.

"Hey, wait. You won this time, and now we've won once. ”

Ink Dust stopped attacking, "Well, we're tied. ”

Seeing that Yu Fusu was repulsed, everyone started a new round of discussion, although the result of the discussion was still that Yu Fusu won a little more, but there were a few more people who supported Mo Chen.

Mo Chen looked at the little boy who was watching the game intently in the distance, the little boy looked cold, smiled slightly, and gave Mo Chen a thumbs up to show his praise.

Mochen looked at Yan Yuhui again, Yan Yuhui was overjoyed, "Brother Mochen is so powerful, Brother Mochen is so powerful." ”

Mochen smiled knowingly and nodded to the two.

Seeing that Yan Yuhui was so overjoyed, Yufu Su came out of breath and said disdainfully: "Cut, as if you haven't won." After speaking, he didn't forget to roll his eyes at Yan Yuhui.

Immediately, Yu Fusu said again: "No, who draws with you, let's have another competition, how about two wins in three games?"

"Good. As he spoke, Mo Chen lifted the Zichuan Sword in his hand and prepared to attack.

In the third game, before the game started, Yufu Su Chao Mochen asked, "Slow, what's the name of your sword." Yu Fusu pointed to the sword in Mo Chen's hand.

"Zichuan Sword. Mo Chen's answer was still as simple as a piece of sinking iron, and he could only make a sound when he knocked it, and never made a second response.

Yu Fusu stretched out his hand, "Can you show me your sword." ”

Mo Chen obviously didn't expect Yu Fusu to make such a request, he looked at the Zichuan Sword in his hand, and then at Yu Fusu, not knowing how to answer.

Yu Fusu has been pampered since she was a child, she takes other people's things, as long as she likes them, they are all robbed, and she never says a word.

This time was no exception, Mo Chen hesitated, didn't pay attention, and Yu Fusu snatched the Zichuan Sword in his hand.

When Yu Fusu snatched the Zichuan sword, he didn't pay attention, and sat on the ground with his butt pressed by the sword. "Ouch, my ass hurts. ”

Mo Chen picked up the Zichuan Sword from Yu Fusu's lap with one hand, and looked at Yu Fusu curiously, "What's wrong with you?"

"Hmph, and ask me what's wrong, how do you use this sword. Ouch, ouch...... I really fell to kill Miss Ben. ”

Mo Chen pulled Yu Fusu up from the ground and asked curiously, "Do you think this Zichuan Sword is very heavy?"

"Wood, of course it's heavy, tell me how much energy you have. Yu Fusu thought to himself, maybe he underestimated Mochen.

She knew that with her cross-domain energy, it was completely easy to pick up a sixty-pound object with one hand, and she clearly felt just now that the weight of this Zichuan Sword was at least over a hundred. If it weren't for Mo Chen's energy being much higher than his own, how could he use such a heavy sword as his weapon, and still use it like an arm?