Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1245 Mysterious Man vs. Mysterious Man
"Hey, you are No. 160, so the recommended spot is very important to me, how about giving it to me?" After No. 160 came on stage, his attitude was quite arrogant.

His voice was odd, obviously altered on purpose.

However, No. 160 frowned slightly hidden in the shadow of the cloak.

The first black-robed man No. 160 to appear was of course Mo Xian.

Although his opponent could change his voice at this time, he always felt a little familiar.

However, he didn't care, there are many similar people in this world, not to mention after deliberately pretending to be.

"Hehe, it's very easy to get a place. If you beat me, you'll have a chance." Mo Xian said flatly, his voice still hoarse.

"Haha, it's exactly what I want!" No. 160 No. [-] smiled heartily, and picked up an epee from the weapon rack.

Mo Xian didn't choose a weapon, and he didn't choose a weapon before.

The first two black-robed mysterious men met together, and the atmosphere in the auditorium was naturally quite heated.

And this, of course, is what the arena wants to see.

No one can tell the strength of the two, so the approval rate can be regarded as half and half.

"You're showing mercy!" After the referee announced the start, No. 160 No. [-] punched Mo Xian.

After Mo Xian returned a salute, his eyes instantly became sharp.

No matter who the opponent is, they are just opponents now.

"Hey!"

160 Jiu let out a violent shout, swiped the epee in his hand, and immediately a powerful energy roared out.

"This familiar attack, could it be..." Mo Xian was taken aback. Although the other party deliberately avoided being exposed, he still saw a hint of this attack.

However, he didn't have time to think too much. After stepping aside to avoid the opponent's attack, Fish and Dragon Hundred Changes instantly launched, and quickly blasted out with a punch.

"boom!"

With a punch, a large area of ​​air was blasted, and even the special hard floor could not bear the vibration.

Sensing the astonishing power of this punch, 160 Jiu's complexion changed instantly, and at the same time as his body retreated violently, he threw out the huge sword in his hand fiercely, with great force.

On the giant sword, there is a looming dragon shape, which looks like a flying dragon in the sky.

"boom!"

When fists and swords collide, it is like gold and iron colliding, sparks shoot out.

The two also fell apart at the touch of a touch, and they retreated tens of meters away.

At this time, Mo Xian didn't use his martial arts, and he suppressed his own strength a little bit, so it didn't seem like he was getting any benefits.

However, he also noticed that the opponent seemed to be hiding his strength.

Although the two were just a tentative wave this time, the visual impact was extremely strong, and the fierce collision sound made many people feel their teeth sour.

The sound of applause also resounded through the audience.

"You are really strong!" No. 160 No. [-] laughed loudly, dragged the epee behind him, and rushed forward in a serpentine shape.

"squeak!"

The heavy sword rubbed against the ground violently, and sparks flew everywhere, leaving a faint trace.

"You're not bad either!" Mo Xian smiled lightly, his figure suddenly soared into the sky, and his ferocious energy stirred the surrounding air upside down.

No. 160 No. [-] looked up, stepped heavily on the ground with both feet, and rushed out like lightning.

"Bang bang..."

The two immediately launched a rather fierce head-to-head confrontation in the sky, and the endless collision sound made people tremble.

Judging from the current situation, the two are evenly matched.

That kind of fist-to-body fighting is the ultimate interpretation of the violent aesthetics that everyone in the arena hopes to see.

However, the battle between Mo Xian and 160 has intensified. The two sides will come and go, and they will not give in at all.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, No. 160 was punched to the ground by Mo Xian, and half of his face suddenly swelled up.

Anyone with a discerning eye could already see that Mo Xian, the mysterious man No. 160, had the upper hand.

There is no point in continuing to fight.

No. 160 No. [-] obviously knew it too, shook his head unwillingly and got up, saying: "I lost, but I won't give up."

"Hehe, I'm waiting anytime." Mo Xian said flatly.

This gladiatorial fight is over, but the suspense in everyone's hearts has not yet been resolved.

But because there are too many mysterious people who have suddenly appeared recently, it is impossible for everyone to guess their true identities.

After that, Mo Xian fought a few more times.

Because he didn't want to be too noticeable, he deliberately put water a few times.

Of course, there was no loss, and it ended in a draw.

A draw is the favorite result of the Arena, therefore, the mysterious No. 160 has also been recognized by the Arena.

According to the scoring rules of the arena, he has now accumulated [-] points.

The myth created by No. 160 is still going on.

For the sake of convenience and making a lot of money, now Xiao Wu's adventure group basically has a room for everyone, and only Xiao Wu and Shen Jing are in the same room.

Mo Xian secretly stayed back, and after practicing cross-legged for a while, the fatigue of the night was swept away.

At dawn, Mo Xian came to Meng Yang's room, and everyone else had already arrived.

They would gather together every morning, and Shen Jing would analyze the gains and losses, as well as what needs attention.

The quiet observation can also be said to be very meticulous, coupled with the thoughtfulness, what is said will make people suddenly realize.

But today was a little different from usual, Meng Yang's face seemed a little swollen.

"What's the matter with you?" Shen Jing frowned slightly, and looked at Meng Yang with a scrutiny.

"It's nothing. It's an old problem. I have a toothache." Meng Yang said casually, his voice changed a little.

Mo Xian frowned slightly and looked at Meng Yang, feeling that something was wrong.

Last night, he punched No. 160 Nine's face and swelled it up.

Meng Yang had a toothache today, which is too coincidental.

Moreover, No. 160 No. [-]'s figure and way of speaking are very similar to Meng Yang.

"No way, could it be that No. 160 is Meng Yang?" Mo Xian couldn't help muttering in his heart, but he didn't say it clearly because everyone was here.

After the morning meeting, the group continued to head towards the arena.

The previous training has given them a taste of the sweetness, so they are going to continue like this.

The opponents that Xiaowu's adventure group encountered were getting stronger and stronger, but they all won without any risk.

There were only a few draws, which Shen Jing deliberately asked for.

A few days passed quickly, and the mysterious trend intensified.

This morning, Jia Ren and Jia Yi were also a little strange, looking extremely tired.

"Are you suffering from a toothache too?" Shen Jing frowned.

"No, I had a nightmare last night and was beaten all night. This dream was so real that I felt uncomfortable when I woke up in the morning." Jia Ren Jia Yi said at the same time.

"It's such a coincidence?" Mo Xian was taken aback, and murmured again in his heart.

Last night, he beat the mysterious people No. 170 and No. 170, and they still beat them.

Not for anything else, but because the arrogance of these two people is very arrogant.

In other words, it's underwhelming.

So, of course, Mo Xian satisfied them.

(End of this chapter)