Farmer Senda

Chapter 1211 Mo Sang's Tragic Victory
Nangong was in a good mood for the first trial!
The staff's guess is correct, a brave and foolish city lord, let me teach you a profound lesson first.

"Arrange people for me right away, and go publicize for me right away, tell them that Zhang Xiaohu City is mainly in the ring, and anyone is allowed to go up!"

Mochizuki upstairs and downstairs soon knew the news.

There are many young masters and young masters who come to Wangyue Tower every day, and there are also those who are famous.

As soon as he heard that this arrogant Zhang Xiaohu was mainly in the ring, he immediately understood what was going on.

How could such a good thing be missed!

They really don't worry about Zhang Xiaohu's repudiation, they all have the strength behind them and can influence some city lords, unless Zhang Xiaohu doesn't want to hang out in the industry in the future.

Everyone was very excited to take a bite out of Zhang Xiaohu's body.

There are even some people who have been taken care of by Nangong in the first trial, and they received a message from the young master, they are going to watch the excitement, and they will slap Zhang Xiaohu in the face severely.

"There's a good show here!"

"Watching Moon Tower has not been played like this for a long time!"

"Everyone wait and take a good look at me!"

Someone entered the pavilion outside soon.

All of them are smiling.

"Master, they want to embarrass Master!" Mo Sang quickly understood.

Magician, the most powerful is wisdom.

This little thing can be seen at a glance.

Zhang Xiaohu didn't take it seriously, "If you want to take a bite out of me, then they are going to make a big mistake. After you push your strength down to the flying level, in the first few games, the opponent will definitely show weakness first, so that we can be arrogant. Then If you use another killing move, you will kill me once, so, the best thing you have to do is make yourself embarrassed every time, can you do it!"

Mo Sang said in a low voice, "Master, don't worry, since they dare to plot against Master, I will definitely make them regret it."

Zhang Xiaohu laughed and said, "I happen to be short of origin stones recently, so I have to make a lot of money this time, otherwise I wouldn't be Zhang Xiaohu!"

The life and death arena in Wangyue Tower is very famous in Nangong City.

Few people come alone to take the lead.

With every bit of strength, he couldn't sit still at all.

I am afraid that just one sitting can make people bankrupt.

At the beginning, there were some ambitious people who were killed in one go, and their huge strength was wiped out.

Those who dare to go rampant in Wangyue Tower, really no one does that.

Because, you are not facing one person, but a large group of people.

Now that someone is sitting in the manor, they don't care who it is, let alone a small city lord. No one in their family supports the city lord, and they don't take a small city lord seriously at all.

Originally thought that Zhang Xiaohu would end in person, but later found out that it was a servant beside him or a magician, so he was a little disappointed.

"Zhang Xiaohu, Zhang Xiaohu, let's make you feel ashamed first!"

Nangong's first trial can be imagined.At that time, there is no need to do it yourself, I believe that some people will solve Zhang Xiaohu.

Now let's get some interest and come back.

On the arena of life and death.

first round.

Mo Sang easily defeated the opponent and gained three thousand points.

In the first match, Zhang Xiaohu got [-] points.

Mo Sang also followed Zhang Xiaohu's instructions and only showed flying-level strength.

In the first match, everyone didn't care, what they wanted was to test the opponent's strength.

Knowing that the other party is Feitian level, everyone is relieved. Fighting monks are not easy to deal with, but magicians are easy to deal with.

The people who take the lead in the life-and-death arena and arrange people are not people from Wangyuelou, but people from various families.

Every time a person goes up, the realm can only be higher than one realm at most.

For example, if Mo Sang showed the strength of flying sky, then the strongest can only send a master of breaking sky.

In the second round, a flying-level vindictive monk came on stage.

This time, Mo Sang won easily.

This also let everyone see Mo Sang's ability to compete.

After two consecutive rounds of probing, everyone had counted. In the third round, a vindictive flame monk came up, ready to suppress the ice with flames.

This time, everyone is optimistic about the fighting spirit flame monk.

Zhang Xiaohu drank the wine in a leisurely manner.

"There are so many local tyrants in Nangong City!"

Mo Sang performed very well. It would be a pity not to win an Oscar gold award. After the fight, he retreated steadily and suffered injuries.

In everyone's opinion, Zhang Xiaohu's servant is doomed.

How a magician is an opponent of fire fighting spirit.

This fight was very hard, and Mo Sang took a chance to trap the flame fighting qi monk with ice, wiped out the opponent on the spot, and won the victory.

Zhang Xiaohu got [-] points.

Every time the game starts, everyone will ask for Zhang Xiaohu's opinion on whether to continue to the next game.

"I agree!" Zhang Xiaohu said arrogantly
Nangong first trial knew that Zhang Xiaohu had fallen into a trap.

After losing this match, it is not so easy for Zhang Xiaohu to return to Ocean City.

After all, the people present are all cunning and cunning, and they can see clearly.

Everyone knows that Nangong's young master is targeting Zhang Xiaohu, and Zhang Xiaohu and others will definitely lose in the next match.

How could they miss such a good opportunity.

Zhang Xiaohu was also furious, "You must win, if you don't, I will destroy your entire clan!"

Everyone knew that Zhang Xiaohu was scared.

At first everyone thought Zhang Xiaohu was very powerful, but now it seems that it is the same thing, he is purely a reckless person who dares to agree to the fifth match knowing that the young and old are plotting.

In the fifth round, a flame fighting spirit monk came up.

Zhang Xiaohu's face was obviously ugly.

This is to attack the weak point, and the realm is also the realm of flying to the sky.

Here, Zhang Xiaohu's face was ugly, and Nangong was not usually happy in the first trial.

Mo Sang in the arena also attacked desperately, the effect was not very good, he almost retreated steadily, and was almost killed on the spot several times, with wounds all over his body, it was shocking to see.

But in fact, Mo Sang is fine.

"Master, you really guessed right, this time you won't suffer any more!" Mo Sang persisted, with streaks of ice blocking his face.

In the arena, a protracted battle begins.

"Pity!"

"It's just a little short!"

"That magician is so lucky!"

Every time he must be destroyed, the other party hides, everyone present is very upset, no one sees the details of Mo Sang, they just think they are lucky.

"not good!"

Someone secretly thought it was bad.

In the arena, Mo Sang made a false move, came up with a bitter trick, turned around and knocked out the opponent.Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Hahaha, I won!"

Zhang Xiaohu was the first to call out.

(End of this chapter)