Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1259 Feelings
The registrant is used to all kinds of challenges, and he is almost unable to arouse any interest due to this kind of boring work day after day, and usually looks listless.

But today his voice was raised a little involuntarily, so that almost everyone could hear it.

"What, No. 160 is going to challenge the fighting king Yang Li? Did I hear correctly?"

"How is this possible? No. 160 is strong, but he is a rookie after all. Isn't it a bit too urgent to challenge Yang Li now?"

"Yeah, if it settles down for a while, 160 should perform better."

There was an uproar all around, and discussions arose everywhere.

"Yes!" No. 160 No. [-], that is, Mo Xian, said flatly.

"I will help you with this, but this kind of free battle requires the other party's consent." The registrant said a little excitedly. This was the most exciting time since he was in charge of the single-player registration.

Yesterday he was envious of his colleagues who were in charge of the fight between the prairie mane dog and Xiao Wu's adventure group, but soon, he himself encountered such a thing.

Although it was just a registration, it still made him extremely excited.

"He will agree, as soon as possible!" Mo Xian said flatly, his voice was still hoarse, looking extremely mysterious.

The popularity of Xiao Wu's adventure group defeating the prairie mane dog continued to heat up, and No. 160's challenge to Yang Li was undoubtedly another blockbuster, shaking almost the entire arena.

Soon, the news radiated around the arena.

Many people who had just left rushed back quickly.

Soon, the entire arena was overcrowded.

The efficiency of the arena is very high, and Mo Xian didn't wait long before he got a positive answer.

Yang Li, as expected, agreed.

And their gladiatorial fight will start in 10 minutes.

After taking a deep breath, Mo Xian walked out of his lounge.

Under the leadership of a staff member, Mo Xian came to the arena where the protagonist fights alone.

This place is bigger than the six-on-six protagonist's arena, and there is even a defensive mask on it.

This is normal, and there is no scruple to fight alone, and it will often cause bigger disturbances.

Seeing the darkness in the auditorium, Mo Xian couldn't help but click his tongue.

Since he launched the challenge until now, there hasn't been much time at all, but he has attracted so many people, which is really beyond his expectation.

On the arena, Yang Li had already arrived, leaning against the wall, lowering his head and looking up at Mo Xian's direction from time to time.

He seemed very calm, but there was some expectation and excitement faintly.

The moment Mo Xian also walked to the arena, Yang Li's eyes brightened obviously, but dimmed instantly.

However, his feeling was obviously different, like a ferocious monster that had been sleeping, and suddenly woke up.

Surprisingly, when Mo Xian stepped onto the stage, the surroundings were surprisingly quiet.

Everyone had a look of tension and expectation on their faces.

Fighting King Yang Li is here, which is equivalent to a legend.

160 No. [-], who has risen strongly recently, can also be said to be a legend.

This gladiatorial fight is a confrontation between old and new legends.

Everyone was talking in a low voice, but it was different from the last time Xiao Wu's adventure group fought against the prairie mane dog.

This time the approval rating was almost one-sided.

"That's Yang Li, the fighting king. So far, he has never lost a single defeat. He is simply the living sign of this arena."

"Well, it is said that the arena wanted to win him over, but he didn't buy it at all. But he doesn't seem to be interested in anything, he just fights."

"No. 160 can see that he is not very old. He is obviously too eager for quick success. He has no idea what Yang Li means."

"Hmph, to dare to provoke Yang Li is simply suicidal."

It's normal for this to happen. Although Mo Xian's record is good, compared with Yang Li, there is still a certain gap.

Moreover, many people have seen the wrestling at No. 160, and they already know how much it weighs.

On the other hand, the strength of 160 has aroused the jealousy of many people.

Coupled with his reluctance to disclose his name and identity, in the eyes of everyone, it naturally became a mystery, and naturally he was criticized a lot.

Therefore, many people are happy to see 160 being frustrated.

"As expected, you still came, I'm very happy!" Yang Li slowly got up and walked to the center of the arena.

Although Mo Xian hid it very well, he saw it early in the morning.

The breath and voice may be able to change, but he can distinguish some things hidden under it.

"Senior, please be merciful!" Mo Xian said indifferently, this Yang Li was hiding very deeply, even he was not absolutely sure.

"Hehe, I won't hold back, I hope you will too, this is the minimum respect!" Yang Li said with a strange smile.

Mo Xian nodded, and his face became silent at this time.

Neither of them is the kind of person who talks a lot, so they didn't communicate much, and directly entered the state of preparation.

Mo Xian has a feeling that Yang Li is not the kind of person who is easy to give up and compromise, which is very similar to him.

Therefore, this competition is bound to be very difficult.

However, it also aroused his competitiveness.

He wouldn't be here for long, if defeating the Prairie Dogs was the perfect answer for Five's adventure party.

Then defeating the fighting king Yang Li is his personal perfect answer.

The referee also seemed a little excited, announcing the start with a trembling voice, and the surrounding discussions completely disappeared at this time.

Yang Li moved in an instant, and the muscles all over his body gave out a buzzing sound as if the bowstring was tightened and suddenly released, and he felt full of strength.

He punched out like a thunderbolt, heavier than a mountain.

A large piece of air was compressed to the extreme under this berserk energy, like an invisible meteor, it hit Mo Xian first.

Usually when two people are dueling, they will tentatively touch each other's bottom, but Yang Li seems to have omitted this process.

"Sure enough, it's Yang Li. It's been a long time since I've seen him so serious." With just one punch, many audience's eyes turned slightly red.

They have been here for a long time, almost watching Yang Li win the title of Fighting King step by step from his ordinary appearance.

Between them and Yang Li, they are no longer just spectators and gladiators. A qualitative change has taken place in it, and a kind of feeling has been derived.

It is no exaggeration to say that Yang Li represents an era in the arena, carrying the memories of many people in recent years.

"The power is really strong!" Mo Xian's face froze when he felt the strong energy coming from the pavement, and he also punched out.

"boom!"

The air between the two finally collapsed unbearably, and immediately after that, the equally fierce fist wind hit one place.

What followed was the spread of powerful energy shock waves wave after wave.

Before everyone recovered from the violent collision, they found that the two people in the scene rushed out at the same time as agreed.

(End of this chapter)