Eight hundred and fiftieth eight chapters Dongying challenge
Wang Qi was knocked unconscious, so the winner was naturally Lao Mo.
Taoist priest Qingshan saw that Wang Qi was still awake, so he jumped off the ring with Wang Qi in his arms and went to treat his injuries.
The referee immediately announced:
"The winner of this game is Moting."
Lao Mo was in the middle of the ring, constantly clasping his fists around:
"It's a small matter, a small matter..."
Lao Mo won, Chen Yao also clapped her hands excitedly and shouted to the ring:
"Well done, senior brother!"
Although the uncle didn't say anything, he had a smile on his face as he drank.
At this moment, no one in the audience looked down upon Mo Ting.
He destroyed the Dragon Tiger Mountain King's flag with one palm, which shows his strength.
The most important thing is that what Lao Mo used was thunder.
Only people with extremely spiritual roots can practice the thunder method.
At this moment, someone finally remembered something.
Discussed below:
"I remembered it, it was in the Wu-Tang Clan test records.
There is a record of the ultimate spiritual root, could it be him?"
"When you said that, I really remembered it.
It's him, he is the ultimate metallic spiritual root.
The guy who made all twelve knotted inscription sticks light up."
"I'll go and tell you how dare he come on stage to challenge Wang Qi. It turns out he is a genius with the ultimate spiritual root!"
"..."
Many people whispered to each other and kept talking about Lao Mo.
Lao Mo liked the attention he received and was still smiling and clasping his fists.
But at this moment, in the foreign guest group.
Suddenly, a young woman wearing a white kimono stood up from the Japanese Jiuju faction.
As soon as the woman got up, she did a somersault and jumped onto the ring.
As soon as this woman came on stage, she immediately became the center of attention.
"Hurry, hurry, Xiaozhi is on stage."
"The Jiuju sect is the largest sect in Japan."
"This woman is not someone to be trifled with at first glance!"
"..."
The direction of discussion changed suddenly.
Seeing that he was from Jiuju's group, Lao Mo also put away his smile and his expression returned to calm.
The woman smiled faintly at Lao Mo, and then said:
"Aoi, please enlighten me!"
Japanese Aoi's Chinese is obviously learned now and is not very good.
After hearing this, Lao Mo also clasped his fists and said only one word:
"please!"
Aoi smiled charmingly and said something in island Mandarin:
"Too ma crack!"
Lao Mo, a middle school student, has read countless Japanese comics, so he naturally understood the meaning.
Asking him to wait probably means "stop".
When Lao Mo saw this, he was about to take action, but stopped again.
Aoi smiled slightly and saw Lao Mo stop and start to untie the skirt around his waist.
Do you want to take off your clothes?
Many people looked suspicious.
But the next second, Aoi yanked the kimono on her body.
With a "swish" sound, her kimono was ripped off instantly.
She was wearing a stunning black short skirt, with her arms and legs exposed, which made many people in the audience stare blankly.
There were two daggers stuck in his thighs.
Then Aoi took out a hair tie and flashed it, intending to wait until she tied her hair before tying it.
When Lao Mo saw that others were preparing, he didn't take advantage of others' danger and hurriedly took action.
Instead, wait for the other party to be ready.
After all, it's such a big occasion.
We Chinese Taoist priests have this kind of mind.
But the woman didn't.
Aoi saw Lao Mo letting his guard down.
A crooked smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he waved his hand at Lao Mo.
Three six-edged darts suddenly flew out of her palm.
Good guy, let's do a sneak attack.
But it is also in line with the quality of the island people.
Lao Mo has rich practical experience, so a sneak attack of this level will naturally not be able to hurt him.
Lao Mo's pupils suddenly dilated, he snorted and quickly dodged.
Aoi formed a hand seal and growled a bird's language:
"Fantasy escape, the magic of phantom dart!"
Suddenly, a strange talisman burst out from Aoi's hand.
The next second, the darts that Lao Mo avoided appeared as phantom clones.
Moreover, he can also fly back in a roundabout way and attack Lao Mo again.
This move made many people present stunned.
Even if Yunlong and Yunhu use the sun and moon wheels, they still need to be pulled by a thin thread.
But even though the Japanese Onmyoji practice methods and methods, they were passed down from China.
But after hundreds of years of evolution, they have become their own faction.
Integrating some Japanese ninja techniques, brand new techniques and spells appeared.
Lao Mo saw these phantom darts flying back in dense numbers.
Not daring to be careless, he took out the talisman and threw it at those phantom darts.
Make a seal with one hand and keep shouting:
"Emergency is like a law, break it!"
"Bang bang bang" spells were released and exploded one after another.
But those phantom darts, virtual and real, are not affected at all.
In fact, there are more and more Phantom Dart clones.
Everyone watching the battle couldn't help but gasp when they saw it.
If it were him, would he still be able to resist it?
Lao Mo looked at the phantom darts that could not be avoided and knew that to capture the thief first, capture the king.
There is no point in fighting these phantom darts.
Only by taking down Aoi can this technique be broken.
Lao Mo no longer hesitated and pounced on Aoi.
Aoi is also a tough guy.
Seeing Lao Mo coming up, he took out the kunai from his thigh, raised his hand and ejaculated:
"Do it with your hands!"
The pronunciation should probably be like this
But the accuracy was a little off, and it hit the ground one meter away from Lao Mo's feet.
And she herself, holding a kunai, jumped into the air and stabbed Lao Mo.
Lao Mo was still empty-handed. Even though there were some shared magic weapons placed in the corner of the arena, he didn't go to get them.
He has his own ideas.
He wants to use his own strength to defeat the Japanese female Onmyoji in front of him.
"Thunder Technique! Five Thunder Palms!"
Lao Mo growled.
Arc jump.
There was a "click" and Lao Mo pointed his palm directly at Aoi.
But the strange thing is that Aoi didn't even try to hide, but instead faced him head-on, allowing Lao Mo to hit him.
At the same time, he also showed a strange smile. Not only was he not afraid, but he was laughing...
This chapter has been completed!