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Chapter 12 The Power of One Hundred Detonating Talismans
At this critical juncture, Lin Mo retreated to a safe position, changing his flustered demeanor.

Standing there calmly, a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Tong's heart suddenly turned cold, and an ominous premonition rose for no reason.

"Three, have you ever experienced the feeling of being blasted into the sky by a hundred detonating symbols?"

As soon as Lin Mo finished speaking, Yang Bao suddenly shouted: "Be careful..."

However, he was not finished yet.

The sound was covered by a series of explosions.

Suddenly thick smoke filled the arena, and the violent explosions drowned out all sounds.

The explosion lasted for a short time. When the smoke cleared, except for Lin Mo who had retreated to a safe distance, the other three were already in a panic.

Zhuge Qing in the auditorium squinted his eyes and said, "The winner has already been decided, so there's no need to watch it any longer."

"Brother, it seems that the big man hasn't fallen down yet, how can the winner be determined?"

Zhuge Bai pointed at Wang Jian on the field and said.

Zhuge Qing said: "From the beginning, the three of them have fallen into the rhythm of that Maoshan Taoist priest. First, there were two painless fireball attacks, and then there was an explosive fireball."

"Using their contemptuous psychology, that Maoshan Taoist priest successfully provoked the other party."

"Here comes the important point. Everything he did before was to pave the way for future actions."

"After they were completely enraged, the Maoshan Taoist priest pretended to be flustered and threw the talismans indiscriminately, but he was actually hiding a mystery."

Zhuge Qing paused, and said, "Xiaobai, have you noticed the talismans that Maoshan Taoist priest dropped when he backed away?"

Zhuge Bai shook his head: "No, I thought he accidentally dropped the talisman out of his haste."

"Yes, they think so too..." Zhuge Qing said with emotion, "So, no matter what opponent you meet, don't be careless."

Zhuge Bai curled his lips: "There is no other opponent, I was eliminated in the first match."

Not far away, Wang also stood in the downwind, and he touched his chin unconsciously when he heard Zhuge Qing's analysis.

"It's so scary outside, I really want to go back to the mountain to sleep..."

The screen returns to the field.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and Yang Bao and Zhou Tong fell to the ground without any image, exhaling white smoke, and exuding a burnt smell from all over their bodies.

"Cough cough..."

Lin Mo slapped his nose with his hand, and the power of a hundred detonating charms is really unbelievable.

"Hey, you can still stand!"

Looking at Wang Jian in surprise, his image is much better than the other two.

Although the clothes were blown into a beggar's outfit, there was a faint golden light on the skin.

Wang Jian put down his arm that was protecting his face, and said with a sneer, "It's a good plan. I didn't expect you to throw those talismans on the ground on purpose. Although the power is good, it still can't break my golden body."

"Let's see what else you can do this time!"

Lin Mo didn't answer him, but looked at him with strange eyes.

As the breeze blew, Wang Jian's already unbearable beggar's attire fell off in an instant.

The scene was suddenly quiet.

"Fuck, you are awesome!"

"I didn't expect this guy to have such a hobby!"

"A person cannot be judged by his appearance..."

Wang Jian turned his head to look at the auditorium around him, and a group of people pointed at him, very inexplicably.

Lin Mo said in a strange tone: "As the saying goes, the connotation is hidden like underwear. Brother, if I read correctly, what you are wearing should be a lady's underwear!"

Wang Jian was taken aback, and quickly looked down.

I saw my whole body, except for a pink peach heart underwear.

His face flushed instantly, his blood pressure rose rapidly, and his emotions were broken at this moment.

"Ah... Damn!"

"You actually exposed my petty hobby in public, it shames me..."

"I fought with you!"

Wang Jian rushed over angrily with red eyes.

Just when he was about to catch him, Lin Mo turned his side slightly, and Wang Jian fell to the ground.

The next second, the referee shouted.

"Wu Hei Xiong, the winner - Lin Mo!"

"No, I haven't lost yet!" Wang Jian shouted unbearably, "I can still fight!"

Daoist Fude said: "You have already exceeded the scope of the competition, so you have been judged off."

It was only then that Wang Jian noticed that he had already stood at the exit at some point.

According to the rules of the game, except for the players being knocked out or voluntarily surrendering, if they are beaten to the exit or simply hit the audience, the game will be considered a failure.

Obviously, he's out of the loop.

After Lin Mo heard that the game was over, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's not easy. Sure enough, there are no players who can participate in the Luo Tian Dajiao."

Soon, professionals carried the other two unconscious contestants onto stretchers.

Wang Jian couldn't accept this fact, and left in a daze.

Looking at his lonely back, Lin Mo felt a little troubled.

He seems to have shut himself off...

The game did not end because of this, but was proceeding in an orderly manner.

In the next game, Lin Mo didn't lose a game, and he was watching the whole game.

Maoshan.

Accompanied by Lin Mo's victory, Maoshan cheered up and down.

The patriarch Wang Zhiling laughed and said: "Children can be taught. In battle, adapt to the situation and not be affected by foreign objects. My Maoshan has successors."

Father Lin had a bitter face, "Damn it, that little brat used the talisman as if he didn't want money."

"..."

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the first round of competition has officially ended.

The old heavenly master Zhang Zhiwei put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Everyone has worked hard, so far, the first round of competition has come to a successful conclusion."

"Winners...33."

"The next match will be one-on-one. Since it is an odd number, one person will advance directly when drawing lots. I don't know who will be so lucky."

Lin Mo opened the note in his hand, and fell into a long silence for a while.

"Hu Jie..."

He was silent not because of the name on the note, but because he felt that he had been tricked.

33 people drew lots together, and Hu Jie's name was written on their own slips, but how to ensure that Hu Jie's slips were written with his name?
This so-called random lottery is [-]% shady.

Lin Mo looked in the direction of the old celestial master, who happened to notice him with his eyes, and slowly stretched out his thumb, showing his big white teeth.

"..."

"Let me just say, if it's absolutely fair, it doesn't matter who gets the No. 1 Luo Tian Dajiao..."

According to the gossip from Er Zhuang, the main reason why Longhu Mountain held the Luo Tian Dajiao this time was to take Zhang Chulan back to the mountain.

Originally, there was nothing wrong with them, but there were a few high-ranking old fellows who were unwilling to let the descendants of the source of Qi Body return to Longhu Mountain, and finally reached an agreement with that old celestial master.

That's why this Luo Tian Dajiao was held for the strangers in the world.

In other words, Longhushan never wanted to leave No.1 and No.2 to outsiders.

The final winner of Luo Tian Dajiao is either Zhang Chulan or Zhang Lingyu.

I'm afraid there was a problem with the first round of draws.

If there is really no shady scene at all, it will be fun to draw Zhang Chulan and Zhang Lingyu in the first round.

The old Tianshi vomited blood and died on the spot.

After thinking about this, Lin Mo couldn't help feeling that he was still too young and not thoughtful enough.

The reason why my opponent in the second round was this Hu Jie was probably because my performance in the first round was not so impressive.

Compared with Zhang Lingyu, Zhuge Qing's strength is not enough.

In the first round, he relied on foreign objects to win, which made it difficult for Longhushan to estimate his strength.

"Hu Jie, strange ability..."

In the first round of the competition, Lin Mo did not lose a game from the beginning to the end.

The strength shown by this Hu Jie is very average, and Lin Mo pays attention to him entirely because he does not match the information given by Er Zhuang.

Hu Jie, the son of Zhuang Hulin in Dongxiang.

Dongxiang Zhuang Hulin's reputation is naturally not enough compared to many famous families, but his status in the alien world is not weak.

According to Er Zhuang's intelligence, Hu Jie relied on his father Hu Lin to back him up, and he lived a corrupt life like a rich second generation on weekdays. Although he was a stranger, his strength was not very good.

But seeing him today, this Hu Jie doesn't seem to be as bad as it is written in the materials.

Just as Lin Mo was wandering away, he felt someone tap his shoulder.

"Master Lin Mo, do you want to have dinner together?"

"Zhang Chulan?"

Lin Mo didn't expect it to be him. It stands to reason that they only met once this morning, and never thought that Zhang Chulan would come over to say hello.

Naturally, Lin Mo would not refuse.

Zhang Chulan smiled and said: "Master Lin Mo, I heard that you are also an employee of ours. In such a big Longhu Mountain, meeting is a kind of fate. We need to support each other."

(End of this chapter)