Invincible Kungfu Healer

In the position of the 4th Battalion, Instructor Zhou Zhen and Instructor Zhang Zheng looked at each other. The third round of the game can be described as twists and turns. I thought I could easily win a battalion, but Wang Xiaofei was a dark horse. Seeing that Siying was about to lose, Mo Wenqi won the Wang Xiaofei miracle again.

In the whole game, except for the first round, Mo Wen did not show any mountains and dews, the performance of the next two rounds was amazing.

Especially in the fight with Wang Xiaofei, ordinary students may only think that it is very exciting. The students on the field are all masters who have learned martial arts. But with their eyesight, how can they not see the hidden things inside.

At this time, they were all in emotion. They deserved to be the No. 1 University of Huaxia.

In the first game, four battalions won one battalion, and three battalions won two battalions.

In the second game, the two battalions that won and the two battalions that were lost started the competition.

Four battalions vs three battalions, the two strongest battalions began to collide again, suddenly attracting the attention of a large audience.

Mo Wen scanned the camp of Sanying, and found that Shao Jianyang was abruptly in it, and he couldn't help a cold smile.

That Shao Jianyang is not inferior. He has played for several appearances.

In addition to Shao Jianyang, there was another person in Sanying who caught Mo Wen's attention.

It was a teenager, with dark skin, long body, delicate facial features, a certain face, and a stern sense in his eyes. Even if he looks at you indifferently, it seems to make people feel stressed.

Mo Wen paid attention to him because his eyes were always locked on him, and there seemed to be an unspeakable hostility in his eyes.

He frowned a little strangely. The teenager didn't know him at all. It can be said that he saw this person for the first time, but why was he so hostile to him.

In the distance, Shao Jianyang walked to the young man and whispered: "Yang Qi, that Mo asked to deal with me, I have hatred against him. That kid, I must kill him."

"You are not his opponent." Yang Qi glanced at Shao Jianyang, said indifferently.

"What! You said that I am not his opponent, although my level is not as good as you, but I will not be able to deal with it without asking."

Shao Jianyang obviously has some disbelief, but he is an ancient warrior, how could an ordinary person not be able to deal with it.

"He defeated Wang Xiaofei of a battalion, and Wang Xiaofei was also an ancient warrior." Yang Qi swept Mo in the distance and asked.

At that time, the people in the third battalion were fighting with the second battalion, so none of them saw Mo Wen fighting Wang Xiaofei. Although they knew that the last four battalions won the first battalion, there was no intuitive reference.

Coincidentally, Yang Qi has known Wang Xiaofei for a long time, so he knows Wang Xiaofei's power.

"Wang Xiaofei? What is the ancient warrior?" Shao Jianyang frowned, and since Mo asked to defeat an ancient warrior, he must also be an ancient warrior.

"The inner realm, the cultivation base may not be as good as mine, but it will not be too far apart."

Yang Qi looked at Shao Jianyang calmly, the meaning is very clear, if you still want to ask Mo, then just ignore it.

Mo Wen can defeat Wang Xiaofei, in fact, Yang Qi is also very surprised. He thought Mo Wen was just a glaring trio, but now it seems that this person has a little meaning.

"Which of Wang Xiaofei's internal cultivation practices?"

Shao Jianyang's eyes widened, he was only solid late, Mo asked to defeat Wang Xiaofei, is it not easy to beat him!

For a time, Shao Jianyang hesitated.

After a few minutes of rest, the second fight started with the referee's order.

The fourth battalion was still the first one played by Hong Lu. He met a tall boy in the three battalions. Both of them did not practice ancient martial arts, but they all learned some foreign boxing.

As soon as they met, the two of them fought fiercely. After three hundred rounds of war, Hong Lu accidentally lost to the tall young man.

"Shit, Hong Lu is too useless. I went to see how I killed the tall man."

When Wang Yuan saw Hong Lu lose, he suddenly jumped and scolded up.

Mo asked rolled his eyes. The tall boy was not an ancient warrior. Although he was strong, he was certainly not Wang Yuan's opponent.

The boy Wang Yuan looked at him as inferior, and he immediately had a high fighting spirit. If he had changed another person, would he be so active?

Sure enough, in just a dozen rounds, the tall boy lost to Wang Yuan.

"Who else in your three battalions, even if you go, the uncle will take it all."

Defeated the tall boy, Wang Yuan was suddenly proud of himself, waved his hand very sulkily, and pointed at the camp of the three camps.

"The kid is tired and crooked, and I went to kill him."

Seeing this, Shao Jianyang suddenly glared, and a few strides came into play.

Facts have proved that Wang Yuan does not have the ability to shock the body of the bear and to dominate the Quartet. Shao Jianyang was also an ancient warrior, and he was still in the late solid state, one level higher than Wang Yuan.

The two men fought, and finally Wang Yuan defeated.

"Mo asked, it's up to you. Let's kill Shao Jianyang's rabbit, don't lose to Sanying."

Wang Yuan's face was blue and purple, and his teeth came back grinningly, and there were many footprints on his clothes.

At this time, he basically put all his hopes on Mo Wen. That Shao Jianyang could not beat him, let alone the third battalion in the last appearance of Yang Qi.

Mowen shrugged and walked indifferently.

Looking at Shao Jianyang ten meters away, Mo Wen suddenly smiled and said, "Shao Jianyang, we have met again. Your bet has not been fulfilled before. When will you be cashed?"

"Do not ask, since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you."

Shao Jianyang's face was gloomy, not to mention that gambling was okay. As soon as he talked about gambling, he involuntarily raised a sense of shame in his heart.

"Come here, obviously it's a pig, so you think you are a personal thing."

Mo Wen asked coldly and smiled, for Shao Jianyang, a beam-jumping clown, he didn't even care about it.

"Living tired."

Shao Jianyang roared, and no matter what else, he rushed to Mo Wen in two and two steps, punching him hard with a punch.

Yang Qi, who was watching from a distance, shook his head. Shao Jianyang was indeed a pig. He was not Mo Wen's opponent. He was so rash and irritable. Who would die if he didn't die?

Looking at the fist that was getting bigger and bigger in front of him, Mo Wen raised a cold corner of his mouth, standing as if a wooden stake did not move at all, but only one fist extended and greeted Shao Jianyang's fist.

Click!

The sound of a crisp bone fracture sounded ~ www.readwn.com ~ Shao Jianyang retreated four or five steps in the middle of his fist, and his fist was obviously deformed.

And Mo Wen stood still and didn't move.

"you……"

Shao Jianyang looked at Mo Wen in horror and was speechless for a while, one hand clutching the broken bone of his hand, and the severe pain kept cold sweats coming out of his forehead.

He didn't expect that Mo Wen would be so strong, and he didn't take a single shot under the tough circumstances.

Yang Qi, who was watching from a distance, also shrank his pupils, his expression dignified.

Mo asked, looking at Shao Jianyang indifferently. He couldn't touch Wang Xiaofei, could he not touch him? Taking Shao Jianyang's solid post-fixing as an act of self-impairment.

He did not give Shao Jianyang a chance to breathe. Of course he would not miss the opportunity to beat the water dog. Of course, a flash appeared in front of Shao Jianyang, and then he punched him fiercely in the abdomen, flying him directly out of four or five meters.

"I surrender."

Shao Jianyang turned over and climbed up from the ground, looking at Mo Wen with horrified expression, and then continued, he was afraid that Mo Wen would be physically disabled.

Mo asked not to continue the shot, he knew that if the shot was taken, the referee would definitely come forward to stop. After all, it's just a fighting game, not a fight between life and death.

Shao Jianyang glanced at Mo questioningly, but he didn't dare to take a harsh word, and he stepped down in disgrace.

Yang Qi glanced at the embarrassed Shao Jianyang, a flash of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he walked into the field without any haste.