Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 71

Although Bai Ye didn't know what the Imperial-Army and the Communist-Army did, she was talented and intelligent, and she quickly realized what Mo Lin said.

"It's really shameless, do you think you can go to the end like this?"

Mo Lin didn't care about these little tricks. Martial arts is a journey, and the weak will be eliminated sooner or later. According to the rules of the Martial Arts Association, if you want to get rewards, you must squeeze into the top ten. It is impossible for warriors below the tenth level to reach the end. Anyway After receiving the reward, I will leave Chang'an, and these people will probably never see each other again.

"The opponent I want to challenge is Faceless!"

Just when Mo Lin was comforting Bai Ye without saying a word, two people jumped on the stage and shouted at the same time.

"I came to the stage first, please go down!"

"Joke, I shouted first, you should go down!"

The two refused to give in, and you started arguing with each other.

Mo Lin was overjoyed. He didn't expect that someone would quarrel over choosing an opponent. It seemed to be a soft persimmon, but he couldn't get any more out of his joy just after laughing a few times, because he suddenly thought that this 'faceless' was the one he signed up for. Code name from time to time.

"Am I so easy to bully?"

Mo Lin stood up and came to the stage. The two people on the stage were still arguing endlessly. He folded his arms around his chest and just watched quietly. The referee arranged by the city lord's mansion who was in charge of judging the winner couldn't stand it any longer. , and finally decided that the tall disciple of the Wang family would play.

"Is there any mistake? It is obvious that our Zhou family took the stage first, so why let the Wang family appear?"

"That's right, it's not fair for the Wang family to pick up such a good opportunity to show their faces for nothing!"

The Zhou family was indignant, with regrets all over their faces, while the Wang family beamed with joy, praising the referee for his insight. They all stared wide-eyed, wondering how many tricks the masked kid could survive.

"I'm from Wang Family Village, my name is..."

"I have no interest in your name."

Mo Lin interrupted the self-introduction of this disciple of the Wang family. His name was written on his clothes, taking up half of his chest, and he could be seen clearly from hundreds of meters away. Wanting to take the opportunity to become famous, he obviously felt that he would definitely win this battle.

"Are you ready to be beaten?" Mo Lin asked again.

The disciple of the Wang family glared at Mo Lin. Originally, he had been planning for a long time to let everyone remember him, but he was interrupted. He was feeling uncomfortable. He didn't understand what Mo Lin said, so he agreed.

"I'm already ready!"

Pong!
As soon as the disciple of the Wang family finished speaking, a huge handprint was printed on his chest. He felt as if he had been hit by a hammer. He flew into the air and passed out before landing. .

Xi!
There was a sound of gasping all around, and the expressions on the faces of the Wang family froze instantly, while the Zhou family showed joyful expressions after being surprised, especially the Zhou family disciple who challenged Mo Lin's 'attempt', suddenly felt like he was alive after a catastrophe. I feel that this referee is really more pleasing to the eye.

Mo Lin took off the gold coins from the waists of the disciples of the Wang family, and returned to the team. Bai Ye's face had already burst into smiles. He had lost seven games in a row just now, and his sullenness was finally relieved. The seven lost players also showed joy. , although he did not win by himself, but Molin was his teammate after all, and when he was no longer the object of competition, his attitude changed naturally.

"Don't just wait for them to challenge us, it's too passive, Hou Lie, take the initiative, don't be stubborn, this kind of competition requires tactics, first find a soft persimmon, the guy sitting on the far left in the Zhang family team, play him .”

As soon as he sat down, Mo Lin said to Hou Lie.

Hou Lie hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and flew to the stage.

In Chang’an City, Hou Lie’s vicious reputation spread far and wide, and many people respected him when they saw him, but this does not mean that Hou Lie didn’t know good from bad. The reason why he is vicious is that he can only survive if he is more vicious than others, and only cruelty can deter others. To avoid unnecessary trouble, Mo Lin defeated him with one palm yesterday, he was convinced, and later saw that Zhao Qian had an arm crippled, and he respected Mo Lin even more, so he decided to take the stage and challenge according to what he said The Zhang family's disciple was not very strong at first glance.

Originally, Hou Lie disdained to take action against the weak. He never took the initiative to take the stage. One was because other teams played too quickly and couldn't get into the team at all. The other was to see who would find him without a good eye. As a result, The disciples of other families are not blind, and they can see that Hou Lie is one of the strong men on Baiye's side, and many people have seen him. After communicating with each other, they naturally skip him. The most famous woman among casual cultivators, with the strength of a martial artist, no one dares to provoke her.

Why Mo Lin was not selected at the beginning, the reason is very simple, he and Bai Ye sat too close!

Participants are also very particular about their seats. This is also a habit. Generally speaking, the stronger the seat, the closer to the middle. Mo Lin and Hou Lie sit around Bai Ye respectively, and their status is self-evident.

The expression of the Zhang family child who was selected suddenly became uglier than crying. His strength is only the peak of the eighth-level warrior, and he is the weakest one in the team. Unexpectedly, Hou Lie actually chose him, but according to the rules of the competition, he cannot Refused to fight, had no choice but to bite the bullet and walked to the stage.

Without any accidents, the Soul Cracking Palm, which had been completely defeated by Mo Lin's iron handprint, finally showed the power of a top-grade Huang-level martial art. With one palm, this Zhang family child spat out blood, and he couldn't afford to be seriously injured.

Bai Ye's team won two games in a row, and the captain Bai Ye smiled even more happily.

"How about I also find a soft persimmon?" Bai Ye asked Mo Lin.

"The Zhang family, the third one from the right."

Mo Lin directly chose his opponent. He didn't deliberately lower his voice. The Zhang family heard it all. After the Zhang family disciple found out that Mo Lin had chosen him, he almost cried. One of the people who was very hopeful to squeeze into the top ten, but in the end he only participated in one round and was sentenced to death.

Bai Ye is a master of the Soul Yuan Realm, she did not refuse Mo Lin's proposal, flew onto the stage, and with just one punch, knocked the disciple of the Zhang family who had released his martial spirit into the air, and won the competition cleanly.

So far, the ten members of Bai Ye's team have all finished the first round of competition, with three wins and seven losses. Bai Ye, Mo Lin, and Hou Lie successfully entered the second round.

The rest of the time is just waiting. People from each group are constantly on stage, and occasionally there are members who choose opponents from other groups. Two hours later, the first round of competitions is over. 320 people, half of them are eliminated, and the remaining 160 people hold two Gold coins continue to participate in the second round of the battle.

"I want to challenge you, Faceless!"

As soon as the referee shouted, someone from Zhangjiacun's team jumped onto the stage, calling for Mo Lin.

In the last round of competition, everyone could see that this masked guy seemed to be aiming at the Zhang family. Under his instigation, Bai Ye defeated an elite Zhang family. Chance.

(End of this chapter)