The final was a sunny day, and everyone was waiting in the square early. Today's game is very important. If the Mo family wins, then Mocheng will not need to be changed.
Two wins in three games are an absolute advantage. If the Li family wins, the highlight is the third game. Therefore, no matter which one it is, it is very important to watch today's game.
In terms of the number of people in today's competition, the Mohist school has an absolute initiative, with five people.
When drawing lots, if they meet their own people, they will let them go directly, and when they meet others, there will naturally be a competition.
"Mo Fang vs. Li Jie..."
Finally, the first one to compete came out. Mo Fang's strength was worse than Li Jie, but it didn't matter, their trump card was behind.
"Do you go down by yourself or I'll give you it?"
As soon as he arrived on the court, Li Jie looked at Mo Fang with contempt and said mockingly.
"You..." These words were definitely pure contempt. Mo Fang was so angry that he secretly vented his true energy and punched him.
"Shocking Fist..."
As soon as he said that, everyone was stunned. This shocking fist was one of the unique skills of the Mo family. In general battles, it rarely happened to use this when it came to the scene.
At this time, Mo Fang made this move, which was enough to show how angry he was.
The punch came over, but with all the strength of his body, the people around him were even moved by the pressure of the punch. From this perspective, Li Jie was afraid that it would not be so easy to avoid it. Even if he could dodge it, he would not be too much.
Very relaxed.
The fist is getting closer and closer with the sound of wind, but it is surprising that Li Jie did not dodge, and he didn't even move. He stood quietly until his fist hits his body. His body turned strangely, and then
Lost traces in place...
"Huh... Where are people?"
Just as everyone was surprised to find the black figure, Mo Fang suddenly moved behind him, and then, in the stunned everyone, a black figure appeared out of thin air. His hand just waved his hand gently, and Mo Fang's body was like
The broken string flew out like a kite and landed in the audience with a thump...
ah……
Shocked, total shock...
With one move, Mo Fang was beaten off the stage by Li Jie and couldn't get up any longer.
"Mo Fang..."
Mo Ranran and the others rushed over, but Mo Fang tried hard to sit up, but blood from the corner of his mouth sneered out, and he kept vomiting for more than a dozen times before fainting.
Seriously injured. A serious injury... This time, not only Mo Ranran was shocked, but even Sima Yi's eyes were a little heavy.
"Help him down..."
Mo Ao said coldly, his eyes turned to the stage, looking at Li Jie, with a little confused feeling on his face.
"Dad, this Li Jie is wrong..."
Mo Ao whispered, and Old Master Mo nodded: "I know his martial arts skills are the lowest among the three brothers of the Li family, and they are definitely not so terrifying..."
Horrible, yes, it's horrible. Did Li Jie take some special medicine?
But in this world, where is there such a drug that can actually increase a person's strength to such an extent!
Mo Ranran narrowed her eyes and looked in the direction of Li Jie, but saw him sitting there with a stern face, as if everything outside had nothing to do with him.
I can't feel his breath, his martial arts, or even the slightest emotion...
This feeling is very familiar. It is not something a normal person should have, it is...
The killer, or the ancient secret guard, was just a simple killing machine.
"He is not Li Jie..."
Mo Ranran suddenly said, Mo Liu was stunned and immediately looked at the person, and it didn't feel very similar.
"Ranran, do you say he is not Li Jie? But what evidence is there?"
Mr. Mo said cautiously. Although he felt something was wrong, he should pay attention to evidence at this time. If there is no evidence, he should not say anything.
"He is a killer, or a secret guard, I'm sure...then he must have disguised..."
"This..." Old Master Mo frowned. Mo Ranran was so sure that it was easy to say. Just let someone look at his face and check it.
"I'll let them go over and check..."
Mr. Mo was also very angry when his grandson was beaten like this.
"Don't..." Mr. Mo was about to speak, but Sima Yi reached out to stop him and said:
"Let me tell him again."
Well... Now Mo Ranran is puzzled. Everyone knows that this person has a problem. Why does Sima Yi want to meet him?
This person's martial arts are very strange, and she can't tell what's going on.
"Did you see that man in black? This person is definitely related to that man in black, but... why do I feel a little strange? That person seems to know us..."
The more I looked at that person, the more familiar Sima Yi felt, but he couldn't see his entire face clearly, and his appearance was even more suspicious.
"Sima Yi, this person's strength is too weird. You fight him..."
Mo Liu said uneasyly. After all, Mo Ranran and Luo Chen who he cared about the most were related to this man, and he didn't want him to have any accidents.
"I know, but I haven't met an opponent for a long time. I finally saw this person, and my hands were itchy..."
Puff, Mo Ranran wants to vomit blood. Don’t you reveal that the person is just because of itchy hands? This reason is really speechless.
"Then be careful..." Knowing that Sima Yi never does something unsure, since he dared to fight that person, he would not suffer too much.
"Mo Ranran, fight against Li Zhi..."
Their discussion was so hot that the competition on the stage continued. Hearing the shouting of his name, Mo Ranran was about to go up, but Sima Yi stopped him:
"Ranran, don't go..."
Well... Is this considered contempt? Mo Ranran would never be defeated without a fight. Mo Ranran rolled her eyes. Although she knew that he was for her own good, she was still a little hurt.
"That... This Li Zhi is not weak, Ranran, otherwise you will still..."
Old Master Mo also spoke, and Mo Ranran was speechless. Why did they all refuse to believe her so much? Humph, she insisted on going up and trying it!
Ignoring them, Mo Ranran jumped directly to the stage. Li Zhi looked less than thirty years old. Although she was not as beautiful as Sima Yi, she also had a pretty appearance.
"You are the one who claims to have more than 80% of the Mohist bloodline?"
Seeing Mo Ranran coming up, Li Zhi's sinister eyes swept over Mo Ranran's body like a poisonous snake. Mo Ranran's eyes darkened, but a charming smile appeared on his face:
"Yes, what's wrong? Isn't it like?"
She smiled and stretched out her hand. In that position, Hao Ran wanted to shake hands?
Sima Yi's eyes darkened. What is this damn woman doing?