The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 1139 Don't Be So Arrogant

Mo Huasong nodded and said, "There is no problem with this. I will fight you tomorrow as you wish."

"Not good." Dean Qian Shan was shocked when he heard Mo Huasong say this.

He knew what kind of strength Mo Batian was. If he provoked Mo Batian, one of his favorite disciples would be killed.

You must know that it is not easy to train students to become immortal kings.

If Mo Huasong killed him, where would he cry?

Mo Huasong smiled wickedly: "What's the matter, Dean Qianshan, do you really want to fight with me? Why don't we fight for a while, and just bet ten ninth-grade pills, how about it?"

"Mo Batian, don't be so arrogant." Dean Qian Shan looked at Mo Huasong with a little jiujiu in his heart.

The last time Mo Batian was only a celestial being, he seemed to be very powerful.Now that he has the strength of Jinxian, it seems that he has to consider it.

Seeing Mo Batian's very calm expression, it seemed that he couldn't be offended.

The people from Qianshan College left, so Mo Huasong had to take Hong Yaxuan back.

Dean Hong Ling ran to Mo Huasong's side, and asked in a low voice, "Ba Tian, ​​it's agreed, you'll be up tomorrow."

"They don't dare to compete, what's the use of me going up?" Mo Huasong said helplessly.

"No, didn't you see the student from Qianshan College just now? He seems to be staring at Hong Yaxuan all the time. If you don't show them some color, they will think you are easy to bully." Dean Hong Ling has already Knowing what Mo Huasong's Nilin was, he brought it up on purpose.

Sure enough, Mo Huasong fell for the trick, and immediately nodded and said, "Yes, I will participate in the competition tomorrow, and you can talk to a senior brother then."

"There's no problem with that." Dean Hong Ling smiled triumphantly.

He had already made arrangements early in the morning to find a player who was not very strong and give him some benefits. He was willing to exchange the spot to Mo Batian.

You must know that there are many masters in this competition, and there are hundreds of players who have advanced to the Immortal King. Whoever comes out will be finished.

Mo Huasong returned to the resting place and continued to practice with Hong Yaxuan.

And Mo Huasong has a lot of pills now, and Hong Yaxuan's consumption of ninth-grade pills is as simple as eating candy, so there is nothing wrong with it.

Early the next morning, Mo Huasong appeared on the field.

"Next, Mo Batian from Hongling Academy." The staff shouted loudly.

Competing with Mo Huasong is a student from another academy, who has already advanced to Immortal King.

When the contestant saw Mo Huasong, who was only a third-level Golden Immortal, he couldn't help laughing. "Hahaha, is there no one in your Hongling Academy?" The contestant laughed, "You actually sent someone like you out?"

Mo Huasong is now constantly improving his strength, and now he is the third-rank Jinxian.

It is estimated that after absorbing the inheritance of the immortal in the body, it will reach the strength of a nine-turn golden immortal.

I really didn't expect that he would be so powerful after practicing this supreme nine-turn method. Just a nine-turn golden immortal has the fighting power of a fairy.

Come on, I'm about to have a good experience, you can be my practice stone.Mo Huasong thought secretly in his heart.

In this situation, Mo Huasong didn't show politeness to the opponent either, he just slapped him, and the powerful air blade slammed towards that contestant.

Seeing Mo Huasong attacking, the contestants felt that the situation was wrong, and immediately raised their whole body's true energy to attack Mo Huasong.

But it was useless, he just felt a pain in his chest, then flew out and fell directly under the ring.

"Huh? Did I see the wrong person?" A fairy king outside rubbed his eyes in surprise.

He thought it was Mo Huasong who was sent flying by a player from his own academy, but now he seemed to see that it was a student from his own academy?

"That's right, Vice President, that's our student." A colleague behind reminded in a low voice.

"Oh my god, hurry up and rescue it." The fairy king shouted in surprise.

You must know that it is not easy for their academy to cultivate a fairy king, how can they let others hurt them?
Look at the contestant from my own academy, now fainted, the ground is full of blood, and I don't know if he is alive or dead.

They rushed over and found that the player had been seriously injured, his chest had been dented, and it was estimated that it would take a year to recover.

"Don't be so cruel." The fairy king stood up and pointed at Mo Huasong and shouted angrily.

Dean Hongling heard the fairy king say this, and said with a sneer: "Hmph, you are so brave to say that this is a competition on stage, life or death is not a matter. Now you are only mercilessly beating your contestants to serious injuries. What else do you want?"

"This, this—" The Immortal King didn't dare to say anything, and directly hugged the players from his academy to go outside for treatment.

Dean Hong Ling was secretly happy, Mo Batian is really good, he beat him like this in one fell swoop.

It seems that one more person on my side has entered the finals.

No, judging by Mo Batian's strength, he should be able to win the championship.

You know, in yesterday's fight, no matter which player it was, unless it was the Immortal King versus the Golden Immortal, it was possible to defeat the opponent with one move.

Now that Mo Huasong only has the strength of a golden fairy, if he can defeat the fairy king with one move, then it will be different.

Let me ask, with so many contestants with the strength of Immortal Kings, how can they win or lose with just one move?
They were constantly fighting, beating life and death, and after half an hour, there was no winner or loser.

Therefore, Mo Batian's strength is really very strong.

Seeing this, Dean Hongling couldn't help feeling warm in his heart.

"Mo Batian wins, you can enter the semi-finals." The staff shouted loudly.

Mo Huasong walked down indifferently. This kind of competition really has no gold content at all, which is really bad.

When Mo Huasong returned to the team, King Kaxian looked at Mo Huasong in disbelief: "Mo Batian, how did you knock out that player with the strength of the Immortal King just now?"

"That's just a casual fight." Mo Huasong shrugged and said.

"No way? Just hit it casually?" King Card Immortal didn't believe it.

Mo Huasong didn't want to talk to such people, so he directly said to Dean Hongling, "I'm going back to rest."

"Okay, you go back and rest." Dean Hong Ling nodded, Mo Huasong is not going to play today, since he doesn't want to watch, then come to the game tomorrow.

When Mo Huasong was about to leave, he suddenly heard the staff on the stage yelling: "There is Lu Yunyi from the Assimilation College playing next, and the other player is—"

"What? Lu Yunyi?" Mo Huasong stopped in surprise, instead of walking back, he turned his head and looked at the stage.

I saw a white shadow flying up, that beautiful appearance, who else could it be if it wasn't Lu Yunyi?

(End of this chapter)