THE REBIRTH QUEEN OF MARTIAL ART
Chapter 34 Mo Yue vs Mo Hu
Hearing Mo Yan's voice, Mo Yu sneered, with a sneer at the corner of her mouth.
Everyone around could not help but laugh.
Well, it's ridiculous that a trashman would say such a thing!
Mo Yue walked up to Mo Yan with a charming gesture, raised her head proudly showing off her snow-white skin, and said arrogantly: "Sister, since you are not afraid of getting hurt, you are not afraid of getting hurt, then I will tell you how much distance between you and me is when the election is held. You'll also understand why you can be called trash, but I'm called a genius."
“OK!” Mo Yu shouted and clapped, then looked at Mo Yan with a sharp note, and said coldly, “Mo Yan, I will no longer answer your question, let Mo Yue provide proof and facts.”
After speaking, he left with his hands behind his back.
Mo Yan stood still, and when a light breeze blew and her hair was blown, her beautiful eyes lightly knocked, revealing a cold light.
Okay Okay !
Let me humiliate you for what you said!
Mo Yan suddenly turned around, ignored the mocking gazes of everyone around him, and walked alone to a corner of the martial arts field.
He stood still.
Her white clothes were clean, like flowers blown by the wind.
"Miss Mo, why bother seriously with such trash, it's really demeaning." Yang Chen walked to Mo Yue's side and said with a gentle smile.
The others simply considered what happened just now as a joke, and planned to appreciate Mo Yan's embarrassment later on.
It seemed that there was only one person in the large martial arts arena, quietly paying attention to Mo Yan.
"Huh, no one recognizes the very obvious truth, this is really a pearl covered in dust ..." Ye Huang muttered softly, looking at Mo Yan with a hint of affection, a hint of pity, and a hint of love that even to himself did not know.
"Sir Ye, what are you still talking about the truth? Shit, come with me. Yang Chen and the others had found it in the King Hall that day. That's Mo Yue, let's just say congratulations quickly. "
The next moment, Yue Long's large round head approached him, blocking Ye Huang's gaze.
Ye Huang was so disgusted as if smelling a dirty smell, he quickly threw away his face, saying, "I won't do it. Miss Mo Yue is a suitable match for you, Mr. Yue."
"What's? Do you think the same as me!" Yue Long was overjoyed, and immediately ran over to Mo Yue to show her incredible existence.
After how much time has passed.
Outside the martial arts arena, an elder from the Mo family finally arrived.
Patriarch Mo Feng, butler Mo Yu, First Elder, Second Elder, Third Elder, and the other head of the main courtyard were among them.
The selection will finally begin.
In the middle of the Martial Arts Arena, a huge arena had long been built as this election venue.
"Hunting season this year in the royal city, the younger generation of my Mo family will be allocated 20 places to hunt in the hunting grounds. Among them, the main family will occupy 14 places, and the four main pages will occupy six places. Only geniuses can be chosen. Go and win glory for our Mo family."
The person in charge and the selection leader was the butler Mo Yu.
He glanced at everyone, and said loudly: "Fourteen places for the main house have been decided, and today we will choose the remaining six places from the four main courtyards."
As soon as Mo Yu finished speaking, there was a burst of discussion from below.
Adding the four main pages, there were only six places, which was too few!
Did you know, there were almost seven or eight people from the east courtyard, south courtyard, and west courtyard to take part in the selection.
These people numbered over 30 people!
"Everybody shut up!"
Mo Yan shouted loudly, and said in a deep voice: "This election will adopt an elimination system, leaving only the six most powerful people. Next, we will use the lotret to select the opponent. I hope those drawn will work well. . "
As soon as he finished speaking, a servant from the Mo family raised a glass containing a paper roll bearing the name of this year's selection participants.
Mo Yu Mo Yu shuffled the glass with her hand and twisted it, and two rolls of paper fell down.
Third Page, Mo Yue.
Ahhhhhhhj!
Once the two names were announced, the atmosphere in the pencak silat arena suddenly became very noisy.
"I didn't expect to see Miss Mo Yue fight in the first place. It's amazing."
"Yes! I can't wait."
"..."
But all the young masters from the rich families who were in the King's Hall that day became excited at this moment.
Even young masters like Yang Chen and Yi Yue held their breaths, ready to see what surprise Mo Yue could give him.
Mo Hu and Mo Yue stepped onto the stage confidently under the gazes of everyone present.
"Mo Hu, I'm sorry. You can only be knocked out when you meet me, because today, I am the center of attention here. "Mo Yue felt that everyone's eyes were on him, and he was full of vigor, exuding the strength of the seventh level martial artists obtained.
"Huh? Miss Mo Yue realm is only a level seven martial artist obtained ? This rarely happens. At the seventh level, you can practice the Stormy Palms all the way to perfection. That's a genius. "That Chen let*******lightly, and that voice With a little surprise.
Back then at the King Hall, since he was suppressed in strength and cultivation, he did not know the realm of the woman in red, but the martial arts skills of the other party, which had been honed from time to time, leaving a deep impression on him.
You should know that many level nine warriors may not be able to master a martial skill to the stage of perfection.
"Only someone so proud is qualified to be my tunagan, Yang Chen!" Yang Chen whispered to himself confidently.
The arena.
Mo Hu felt angered by Mo Yue's words, and shouted: "Mo Yue, let's see who will lose!"
As he said that, his strength also appeared, and he was also a level seven obtained martial artist!
"Haha ... There was no need to compare, on the same level, with the martial arts practiced by Miss Mo Yue, she could win with just one move!" Someone laughed.
This statement immediately received the approval of many people.
That day in the King Hall, the woman in red, no matter if she fought Yue Long and Bai Shi, she only made one move to win.
In the competition of martial arts and movement skills, even outstanding geniuses like Yang Chen and Yi Yue were not sure of winning.
Mo Yan could not help but smile mockingly when he heard the discussions around him.
In a smile, there was an indescribable sense of pleasure.
After Mo Yu gave the order, the competition began.
Mo Hu and Mo Yue immediately fought fiercely.
The scene where Mo Yue defeated the opponent with one move in everyone's imagination did not appear, but the two fought back and forth endlessly, balanced.
They all used the Badao palms of the Mo family, but his level of mastery was truly very ordinary.
With a single palm, you can only transmit the weak force, the force of three streams of wind.
Seeing this scene, Yang Chen and the others instantly fell silent.
Wasn't Mo Yur already training the Storm's palm technique to the point where he could transmit the strength of the nine streams of wind with one palm with youth?
Why, looking at it now, it seemed to have almost reached the level of entering the room?
The moment Mo Yue and Mo Hu fought happened Everyone fell silent.
Mo Yue's current appearance was very different compared to the woman in red in the King's Hall that day.
Vaguely, Yang Chen and the others felt that something was wrong