Legend of Yan Wu

Han Wu climbed up with some difficulty, shook the arm that had been connected by himself, and saw Han Mo perched up again, gritted his teeth, actually took out a spear from the space belt, and shouted at Han Mo. Ink waved away.

"Look, Han Wu actually used a weapon?"

"Yeah, I didn't expect Han Mo to use his seven-yuan strength to force Han Wuba-yuan's strength to take out his weapon."

Seeing this, everyone began to discuss, and they looked at Han Mo no longer with the contempt they had before, instead they were full of admiration and envy.

Han Mo didn't expect Han Wu to take out his weapon. Seeing the long spear stabbing towards him, Han Mo turned around sharply and dodged the spear point sideways, but the distance between the two was too close. When Han Mo dodged At that time, the spear had already hit him in front of him. Under the surprised eyes of everyone, it lightly scratched Han Mo's skirt, and then traces of blood flowed out from the inside of the clothes.

Han Mo dodged and left Han Wu's attack range. He looked at Han Wu with a gloomy gaze. With weapons, Han Wu's combat power was undoubtedly several times stronger. Han Mo himself didn't prepare weapons. Some regretted it.

"Brother Han Mo, you have to be careful, I'll get you a weapon right now." Han Ling glanced at Han Wu in disgust, asked about the relationship between Han and Mo, and then quickly left the crowd. Wu looked at it for a while, and the corner of his mouth twitched a few times.

"Han Mo, I will abolish you today." Looking at the scene in front of him, Han Wu suddenly yelled, and rushed up angrily with a spear in his hand. They all went to wrap the spear tightly, and pierced Han Mo's head trickily. , The viciousness of the strike made anyone with a discerning eye see that Han Wu was planning to kill.

Han Zhen didn't stop him. Seeing Han Mo's calm and relaxed appearance, Han Zhen was suddenly full of confidence in Han Mo, feeling that Han Mo would not let everyone down.

Han Wu rushed forward very fast, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Han Mo, waving a long spear, which made Han Mo flustered, but fortunately, Han Mo didn't seem to be very good at using long spears. Not to mention his messy rules, he seemed to have lost his mind. The beating was even more messy.

"Is this guy crazy?" Han Mo kicked away the sweeping spear, and said a little aggrieved in his heart, blindly dodging made Han Mo gasp, and sooner or later he would lose his mind and be hit by Han Wu's spear .

"Brother Han Mo, I'm here, catch it quickly." Han Ling was also attached to a long spear, ran back panting, and threw the long spear into the ring.

It's just that he threw the spear quickly to the edge of the ring. Han Mo looked at the dangling spear and rushed towards the edge of the ring.

It's just why Han Wu asked Han Mo to get a weapon, and waved a long spear to force Han Mo to retreat steadily. At this time, the clothes on Han Mo's body had become the clothes of a beggar, and some moves that he couldn't dodge made Han Mo's body sway even more. hanging color.

Gradually, Han Mo seemed to calm down, and looked at Han Wu who was moving non-stop. At this time, Han Wu's movements suddenly slowed down in Han Mo's eyes, and every move was deeply imprinted in his eyes. In Han Mo's mind.

Han Wu yelled, held the gun with both hands, and stabbed towards Han Mo fiercely. His fierce fighting spirit pushed the surrounding air away, forming a faint ripple that was invisible to the naked eye, and shot towards Han Mo.

Han Mo's eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, he just watched Han Wu's movements quietly. Suddenly, Han Mo's dark eyes showed a little imperceptible purple, dotted in the middle of the black eyeballs, although only for a brief moment. In an instant, Han Wu, who was very close to him, was taken aback, and looked at Han Mo with a horrified expression, but it was too late to change the offensive in his hand, and the spear roared and shot at Han Mo.

"Brother Han Mo, be careful!" Han Ling's heart was in his throat at this moment, and his head became dizzy, as if the next glance would make him unbearable, and his body had already reacted in advance.

Everyone in the arena widened their eyes when they saw this, and many of them gloated a little, but because the occasion was wrong, they couldn't hold back their laughter, while some of them sighed regretfully, if Han Mo had a weapon in hand , the ending is bound to be another burst of suspense.

The people in the stands were also shocked when they saw this, but before Han Zhen and the others could move, they froze, and the words that rushed to their throats were also stuck in their throats.

"I rely on it, right?"

"Han Mo? Actually?"

"Is this too bullshit?"

Under the arena, everyone shook their heads in disbelief when they saw this, their faces were both surprised and delighted.

On the ring, Han Wu fell to the ground, and the spear in his hand had disappeared. On the other hand, Han Mo stood proudly beside Han Wu with a spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear pointed directly at Han Wu's throat.

"What a fast movement, where did Mo Er learn it? He moves quickly and attacks accurately, and he can escape Han Wu's attack quickly." Han Zhen shook his head in surprise and said, as if he couldn't calm down in his heart. .

It turned out that at the critical moment, Han Wu's movements were almost slow motion in Han Mo's eyes. When Han Mo dodged Han Wu's attack, Han Mo, who could not get the weapon, chose to take Han Wu's weapon, and his fists quickly It hit Han Wu's long spear, then retracted it quickly, and then struck again. In a short moment, he punched more than a dozen punches, and the positions were all the same.

The powerful force finally released Han Wu's spear in a shock. Seeing this, Han Mo grabbed the spear and waved it casually, forcing Han Wu to fall back to the ground. Han Wu's throat was touched, and there was that strange scene.

"This kid is really extraordinary. As the sixth elder of the family, I am so stupid that I didn't see this good seedling." Han Yao shook his head and said, although he had no prejudice against Han Mo, he never thought that Han Mo would have a bright future. Today, as a loyal member of the family, he is also sincerely happy.

"Han Wu, what kind of epilepsy do you have? Is this the marksmanship that grandpa taught you?" Finally, the fifth elder couldn't take it anymore, and raised his voice and shouted at Han Wu, as if he wanted to go on stage and teach Han Wu a lesson.

"Okay, is it time to mess around today?" Han Zhen said angrily when he saw this, and then looked at Han Mo with a smile and said seriously: "Everyone has seen that Han Mo won this competition, and it was a wonderful victory." Han Zhen smiled relieved after saying that.

Everyone in the audience cheered when they heard the words, as if they supported Han Moying from the beginning.

"Are you convinced?" Han Mo asked indifferently, looking at Han Wu who was lying on the ground like a dead dog.

Hearing this, Han Wu clenched his fists tightly, closed his eyes slowly, and opened his lips lightly, "So what if you don't agree, I, Han Wu, will not surrender to anyone. If you want to kill me, you can do it now."

Han Mo snorted softly and said, "Do you think I am you? Kill you, you are not worthy of me." After saying that, Han Mo turned around and walked down the ring, leaving Han Wu's murderous eyes following Han Mo back.

"Wait a minute, Han Mo, you must have looked at the agreement we only saw, right?" Just as Han Mo was about to leave, Han Lu came behind Han Mo and said indifferently.