Legend of Yan Wu

"Why are you looking at me like this? I'm just asking casually to analyze why Huang Zi'er can control others." Han Mo gave everyone a look and said, he really didn't know what these people were thinking.

Although Huang Zi'er did that last time, Han Mo didn't feel any fluctuations in his spiritual consciousness. Obviously, the other party didn't use the power of spiritual consciousness.

"Okay, Han Mo, we didn't think about anything, it's just that the eyes you two looked at each other last time were too ambiguous, and we were too embarrassed to say anything more." Hurricane Hangdang Han Mo seemed to be addicted, still evil Looking at Han Mo.

"Yingxu, do me a favor." Han Mo said and handed a jade in his hand to Yingxu, and then said: "This is an enchantment bead. I haven't heard of it. It's okay. Give this to Jintong. She knows how to use it."

"Why don't you go by yourself?" Ying Xu looked at Han Mo strangely. Jintong is Han Mo's woman, so she might be embarrassed.

"I'll go there as soon as I can. You just need to help me. Remember not to let people see that you are sending something there."

Seeing the mysterious Han Mo, everyone was puzzled, Ying Xu didn't think much, got up and left the crowd.

"Han Mo, what is that? Could it be crushed to form an enchantment?" Nangong Wentian was also a little curious, and his indifferent personality couldn't help being curious about this matter.

"The secret must not be revealed." Han Mo waved his hand.

Seeing that Han Mo didn't want to talk, everyone didn't ask any more questions, and quietly waited for the game to start.

Long Tian glanced at the sky, looked at the sun that had already risen, and cupped his hands in the direction of the other three colleges: "I'll announce the start of the league. Representatives from each college will come up and draw opponents. The lottery is set by the four colleges." Sure, it's fair to everyone."

The representative of Asura Academy's lottery is Instructor Xiao Mo. After taking the stage, the four people from Asura Academy are young people, and the representatives from the other three academies are all middle-aged and strong men. Some surprises.

"Representatives, please draw lots." Long Tian looked at the crowd and said with a smile.

Several people took action one after another, and the lottery was divided into two times. The first time was to draw the opponent's academy, and the second time was to draw the students who played.

"Twilight College vs. Bauhinia College."

"Asura Academy vs. Phoenix Academy."

Han Mo frowned when he heard this, but he hoped that he would not be the one in the first round, because he was not ready yet.

"The following players will be drawn."

As the voice came out, the four representatives began to draw.

"Bauhinia Academy, Hong Gang."

"Twilight Academy, Li Yiyi."

"Phoenix Academy, Sima Junye."

"Asura Academy, Han Mo."

As the last voice came out, Han Mo was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head helplessly and said, "I really come here when I don't want to, I am indeed the first."

Seeing that Han Mo was so indifferent, Hurricane patted Han Mo on the shoulder and said worryingly: "Han Mo, don't be careless, Sima Junye is a great martial artist, and he uses the grudge that Shui is familiar with very well. Don't capsize in the gutter."

Hearing that the opponent is a great martial artist, Han Mo frowned and said, "I will try my best, and I will definitely win a good start."

"I hope so, be careful." Jin Chengta, who was usually very seldom talkative, somehow remembered to speak Jinkou this time.

"Han Mo, this Sima Junye doesn't have any special abilities, but he is still a great martial artist no matter what his strength is. He is also fierce if he has a firewood. Don't be careless." Ying Xu said to Han Mo with concern, although it is As a group, they all want to win the competition, but only these old friends have a good relationship with South Korea and Mexico.

"Understood." Han Mo nodded lightly, looking confident. In fact, Han Mo just didn't want everyone to worry. The most important thing was to make the person looking at him feel the pressure.

"That Han Mo is not simple, be careful later." Huang Zi'er closed her eyes and said indifferently, her tone was as flat as winter hoarfrost, icy cold to the bone.

"It's just a martial artist. I don't believe that a martial artist can be better than a great martial artist." Sima Junye said with a grin.

"Hmph, if you lose, don't go back to the academy." Huang Zi'er ignored Sima Junye and only threatened lightly.

"Brother Jun, I heard that Han Mo is quite capable. That great martial artist from Bauhinia Academy insisted on breaking into the forbidden area of ​​Asura Academy, so he was injured by Han Mo."

Hearing the words of his companion beside him, Sima Junye was taken aback for a moment, looked at his companion in surprise and said: "Really, isn't he yet to break through to a great martial artist?"

"Hmph, who said that only a great martial artist can defeat a great martial artist." Huang Zi'er said disdainfully again, thinking that she used the strength of a nine-yuan martial artist to cripple a one-yuan great martial artist back then.

"It seems that it is really a troublesome existence, but I am still very confident in my own strength, Miss Zi'er can rest assured." Sima Junye said with a light smile, only to see Huang Zi'er opened her cold eyes. The eyes and the smile on the face froze instantly.

"The first match will start in 3 minutes. Please invite the first four contestants to enter the ring."

As the sound of the announcement came out, Han Mo stepped onto the arena helplessly. In the first round, the four players were divided into two arenas. Asura Academy only had two arenas here, but don't underestimate these two arenas. The two arenas are made of meteorite crystals from outside the sky, and even a single blow from the King of Martial Arts might not be able to destroy the slightest bit.

"Han Mo, come on, Han Mo, come on, Han Mo, come on..."

From the time Han Mo stood up until he stepped onto the ring, the shouts never stopped. Looking at the crowd of people, Han Mo's scalp felt numb for a while.

Those who took the lead in shouting were some forces from the academy, Longshanghui, Xuegong, etc., but with the atmosphere, Han Mo really felt a little different.

"The first game can only be won, not lost." Han Mo thought firmly in his heart that he wanted to enter the palace, meet the king, and tell what he knew. He couldn't just sit and watch his country fall into danger. In the end, it was taken over by others, and the small family of the Han family couldn't stand the destruction during the war.

"It's a bit imposing." Sima Junye smiled as he watched Han Mo stepping onto the ring.

Han Mo cast a glance at Sima Junye, but ignored him. Not looking at him does not mean that Han Mo no longer observes him. The power of spiritual consciousness has been wandering around Sima Junye's body, but the other party doesn't know it.

"Pure water attribute, you are unlucky." Han Mo thought proudly that water and fire are not tolerated. At certain moments, water attribute is indeed the nemesis of fire attribute, but for Han Mo, Yan Wu Physique itself is a flame, and his water attribute grudge has been completely subverted for Han Mo.

"Hmph, let's see how long you can be proud." Sima Junye was furious when he saw Han Mo's frightened look, and he will see how you will be frightened when he hits you until you can't get up.

Between the two, an old man stood quietly, waiting for the time to come. This old man was sent by the empire. He glanced at Han Mo and Sima Junye indifferently and shouted: "The time is up, the competition begins."

After saying that, the old man tapped the ring with both feet, and his body flew out as if weightless, and then suspended in the air. This scene immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the audience, including the four people who were in the game. Time forgot to shoot.