Under one person: Get the Beiming magic skill at the beginning

This made many people start to seriously think about whether they want to interview.

Someone was picking on it just now, but they didn't say a word, they wanted to see how Mo Wen would deal with it.

If they couldn't handle this matter well, they would definitely leave, but they didn't expect Mo Wen to be so bold.

Not only one hit seven, but also won so neatly.

It can be said that his skills are quite extraordinary.

But this character is also directly proportional to his skill, he is too crazy, and he doesn't pay attention to others at all.

Just entered the circle, with some strength, why should I compete with the old-school forces that have been established for many years?

Isn't this looking for death?

Thinking of this, some people flinched.

But there are also some people with excited eyes, thinking that Mo Wen's approach is very suitable for them, and Mo Wen has received the attention of many forces, which must be different from ordinary people.

Decided to still interview.

"Purity, oh no, brother Mo's temperament has changed a bit, and he wasn't like this before."

Gao Jianzhong crossed his chest with his hands, and felt suspicious.

During the few days of cooperation, he knew what kind of person Mo Wen was. He was humble and gentle. Although there was arrogance hidden in his heart, it was only reflected in certain aspects.

By no means is it manifested as it is now.

"There's something going on here, but forget it, anyway, I'm here this time to join, why bother so much."

Gao Jianzhong gave up thinking, and directly put it badly.

On the stage, Yan Junde opened his mouth slightly, his face full of surprise.

"This...are these people from other factions?"

Among the 53 people, more than half are people from other forces, and, as they themselves said, are they just here to inquire about the situation?

Certainly not!

If it weren't for the hard work of Mr. Mo, who would directly rummage through those people who are finding fault, the interview would definitely be messed up.

By the time.

This group of people spread the news, and the Valkyrie Temple really became a joke.

No one will come to join the Valkyrie Hall.

Thinking of this, Yan Junde's expression was gloomy, and he became more and more disgusted with that Aurora Pavilion.

At the same time, I also deeply admire Mo Wen's decisiveness and powerful strength.

Mo Wen didn't know what Yan Junde was thinking next to him.

He was also a little surprised by the number of other spies in the conference hall, but these variables were also expected by Mo Wen.

It's not that easy to do something.

"Since everyone is here, I will treat you as guests. If you are interested, you can stay and watch the interview."

"If you're not interested, you can leave now."

Mo Wen said with a smile.

People from several sects looked at each other, Qin Feng from Natural Sect smiled and said, "It's our honor that Palace Master Mo is willing to let us watch."

"Yes, yes, it's up to the owner."

"Being able to witness the appearance of the Martial God Temple will give us something to talk about in the future."

"Master Mo doesn't care about us, you continue."

"Me too."

Of course, people from these sects will not leave.

They came here just to understand the situation and to see Mo Wen's methods by the way.

In this regard, Mo Wen didn't expose it, as long as it is not too powerful to be detected, other martial arts are free to read.

It can not only show his proper "powerfulness", but also fit Mo Wen's conceited and arrogant personality.

"Those who want to interview can come out."

Mo Wen just finished speaking.

From the seat, an ordinary-looking, thin man with a hood in a white sweater came out.

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Chapter 55 The interview begins, the shock brought by Mo Wen!

A young man wearing a white hooded sweater, black shorts, and three pigtails stepped out.

Come to Mo Wen.

Mo Wen looked at the man.

There is no sharp aura, lazy and undisciplined, and the pigtail tied behind the head is slightly sandy.

Just an ordinary man.

Seeing him, I don't know why.

Mo Wen had a sense of sight, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Hi Palace Master Mo, my name is Wujiu Lu, may I ask... how do you interview?"

The man scratched his head naively.

"Five Jiulu?"

Hearing this name, Mo Wen raised his brows slightly, and after taking a closer look, he finally knew something was wrong.

No way, I never heard that there are Chicken Island and Xuanwu Kingdom in this world.

It should just kind of be like that.

Mo Wen thought to himself, but on the surface he said, "Use your means to attack me."

"I will make judgments based on the strength of your means, functions, etc., and determine your salary."

"Oh, but my method is a bit dangerous, is it okay?"

Wu Jiulu looked at Mo Wen with some concern.

"If you can hurt me, the monthly salary is [-]."

In a word, Wu Jiulu's eyes brightened instantly, and at the same time, Fu Rong who was sitting on the seat also lit up.

Damn, one hundred thousand is still a monthly salary!

I (mother) will settle the money!

Wu Jiulu and Fu Rong thought at the same time.

"Be careful, Palace Master Mo!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Jiulu put his hand into his trouser pocket, and Mo Wen looked intently, wondering if the other party would pull out a pair of scissors.

Wu Jiulu took out an egg-sized...egg.

Then hit the ground.

boom!

White smoke immediately filled the air, covering half of the council hall.

Mo Wen's expression remained unchanged, and he stood there quietly.

Suddenly, an imperceptible piercing sound came from behind his head.

Mo Wen turned his head, wrapped Qi in his hands, and pinched the flying object.

"Darts?"

Looking at the cross dart in his hand, Mo Wen was a little disappointed, he thought it was scissors.

When Mo Wen shook his head, in the smoke, a figure came behind him unknowingly.

The hand even came to a distance of ten centimeters from Mo Wen's neck.

Wu Jiulu was overjoyed, even such a powerful person didn't realize that he was close to him, the skills taught by grandpa are so powerful.

Then, he scratched Mo Wen's shoulder with his nails.

Wu Jiulu didn't intend to attack Mo Wen's vitals, and he might not be able to hit it. He just wanted to hurt Mo Wen and get a monthly salary of [-].

However, when his nails brushed against Mo Wen's shoulders, they passed through like a mirror, without any feeling of touch.

Wu Jiulu froze for a moment, then disappeared with Mo Wen in front of him.

Suddenly the hairs on his back stood up, and before he could react, a warm hand clasped his neck.

Wu Jiulu's muscles tensed instantly, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

When did you get behind me! ?

No, now is not the time to think about it!

"Master Mo, please forgive me, I admit defeat!"

"Oh? Yes, you passed."

Accompanied by Mo Wen's gentle voice with a smile, Wu Jiulu felt the hands on the back of his neck loosen.

A few palm winds blew past, and the smoke dispersed.

Dozens of strangers were exposed on the seats with their heads poked and eager eyes.

"Hey, what's the situation?"

"Have you started yet?"

"It has ended?"