Synopsis: From the second kill Huashan smoke talent began to become stronger

Chapter 9

With the dust and sand slowly scattered, revealing the picture in the field.

I saw a figure standing up and patting the dust on his body.

That indifferent look was exactly Mo Wen.

And at his feet, Ho Angsheng rolled his eyes like a sleeping beauty, stuck out his tongue, and lay in the bunker and passed out.

“Win, victory and defeat have been divided!!”

With a somewhat stammering judgment from the referee, the showdown was finally over.

However, the scene remained dead silent.

In the next second, all the audience was like a flame falling into the oil pot, and the atmosphere exploded instantly.

“Aaaaa!!!a

“Awesome!!!”

“This battle is so exciting, I’m going to be high!!”

“Mo Wen!!”

“Mo Wen!!”

“Mo Wen!!”

I don’t know who started with, the whole audience began to shout Mo Wen’s name in unison, and the atmosphere of the scene was almost like lifting the roof!

In the stands, Tokugawa Hiroshi shouted like the people around him, and the whole person was like a little old man chasing stars.

Looking at the audience shouting the same person at the same time, Kiyosumi Kato opened his mouth, and the whole person had an indescribable shock and unprecedented experience.

Even he couldn’t help but shout twice, and after seeing Yudi’s smiling eyes, his black face turned red, and he quickly closed his mouth.

“Don’t care, because even I am starting to feel my blood boiling.”

Yudi hugged his arms alone, his body trembled slightly, and his grin was so happy and excited.

Mo Wen waved his right arm, which had lost his sleeve, amid the shouts of everyone, and there was an undisguised smile on his handsome face.

Not just because of the points, but because it was his first public showdown.

Surrounded by the cheers of the audience, Mo Wen deeply experienced the joy of the duel.

At this time, two bald referees ran over carrying a stretcher, carefully carried the pickaxe Aung Sheng, and took it back to the infirmary for treatment.

Mo Wen also put his hands in his pockets at this time, and followed them away with flat steps.

“That’s awesome! Master, this is what you said, defeat the people of Huayama, right? ”

At Tokugawa Mitsunari and Yuchi walking alone beside them, a red-haired boy appeared at an unknown time.

He has a quiet face, he is not tall, and although he wears loose clothes, he is still supported by his muscles, and it is not difficult to imagine what kind of body is under the clothes.

“Oh! You came Blade Tooth-kun, did you see the game just now? Tokugawa Mitsunari saw Fan Ma Blade and greeted happily.

“Blade teeth?”

Hearing Tokugawa Mitsunari’s words, Yuchi Dubu and Kato Kiyosumi looked at the red-haired boy at the same time.

Is this the descendant of the king?

Foolishly thought alone.

What Kiyosumi Kato thought was, so young, he was actually the king of this arena? Are young people so powerful now?

“I saw it all, I didn’t think he was so strong, I can feel that his physical fitness is no worse than Huashan, and his fighting experience is also very sophisticated.”

“He’s a formidable opponent!”

Fan Ma touched his fist in front of his chest and said with some excitement: “I can’t wait to fight him.” ”

This was the first time in three years in the underground arena that he had encountered a young powerhouse of his age.

Therefore, it is inevitable that the mind will be born to want to compete.

“Hahaha, don’t rush Blade Tooth-kun, you will have a chance to meet him in the ring, now let’s go down to meet him, and let you get to know him by the way.”

Tokugawa Mitsunari got down from his seat and led a group of people to the lounge.

In the infirmary.

Ho Aung Sheng wakes up from his coma.

The sharp pain and dizziness from his head made him lose his mind for a moment, and then he remembered that he was still fighting Mo Wen in the arena just now.

“So, did I lose?”

Thinking back to the last scene he saw before he fell into a coma, the mountain-like palm made Ho Aung Sheng have a little palpitation even now.

If you think about it, from the beginning to the end of the battle, Mo Wen’s expression has hardly changed.

So it is not difficult to guess that Mo Wen did not do his best when he fought him.

“Huh… I was like a fool from beginning to end, what a shame…”

Ho Ang exhaled softly, and mixed and uncomfortable emotions welled up in his heart.

“As soon as you woke up, you were a fool.”

The curtain was pulled open, and Mo Wen looked at Ho Ang Sheng with flat eyes.

“To tell you the truth, I really didn’t give my full strength when I fought you, and I let go of your hand at that time to experience the feeling of fighting for a while, but you are also very powerful, and your pickaxe broke me and made me feel threatened, so in a hurry, I knocked you unconscious.”

Ho Angsheng is a good opponent, although he does not have as many points as Huayama Fu, but as long as he continues to become stronger in the future, he can provide him with a steady stream of points, so Mo Wen will never allow him to be depressed.

Mo Wen walked to Ho Angsheng’s bedside, looked down at him, and showed a hint of a smile with a flat expression, “You are very good, Ho Angsheng, looking forward to the next duel with you.” ”

Ho Ang looked at Mo Wen stunned, as if judging whether Mo Wen was mocking him or comforting him.

After a while, Ho Ang Sheng was sure that Mo Wen was not mocking himself, and he asked, “You… Is this always the case when comforting? ”

Mo Wen was stunned for a moment, “What’s the problem?” ”

The corners of Ho Angsheng’s mouth twitched slightly, rolled over and covered his eyes with his arms, and said in a muffled voice: “No, it’s okay.” ”

Mo Wen was a little puzzled, there was nothing wrong with what he said, but it seemed that Ho Angsheng would not be depressed for the time being.

“Then Doctor, I’m leaving.”

Mo Wen said to the old man beside him, then turned to leave.

Looking at Mo Wen’s back when he went out, the doctor sighed: “For the first time in my life, I saw his amazing physique, your pickaxe could not even pierce his muscles, only cut through his skin, Ang Sheng, you lost unjustly.” ”

“I, I won’t lose again.”

Ho said in a low voice, as if answering a doctor, as if making an oath.

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