Elf Sandstorm Realm

Several more battles followed.

But with Zhao Mo and Murong Shuirou Zhuyu in the front, the subsequent battle will naturally be much darker.

Many people didn't bother to watch, and were still discussing some details of the match just now.

The ones that are a little more interesting are those ranked in the top [-].

In the battle between him and Murong Shuirou, students from other departments were fine, but students from the fighting department were particularly excited, after all, this kind of skill is very suitable for their elves.

"Sooner or later, I will practice that pair of attribute fists, one hand is ice, the other hand is lightning, and then..."

"Yes, the striking surface is not comparable to other skills." Another student took over the conversation, his face flushed with excitement.

Time passed, and one game after another was played in the arena.

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It wasn't until Zhang Tian called Wu Li and Ye Feng that everyone became interested, including Zhao Mo.

Although, these two people might not be his all-in-one enemies, but as the saying goes, stones from other mountains can attack jade, and some fighting skills of these families can indeed make him understand by analogy.

Looking at the mighty, fierce and indomitable iron palm wrestler, Zhao Mo said in a low tone: "They all have made some progress. As expected of Jiangnan University, the geniuses in the whole province are probably here."

"Boss, this Ye Feng was not an opponent of force at all before, but now he has been able to fight him for so long."

Looking at the situation on the ring, Xie Feng's face was full of surprise.

"Clang clang!"

The sound of gold and iron hitting like swords colliding continued to be heard from the arena.

The iron palm flew, pulling out afterimages, the blade pierced through the air, and the sound of the blade was clear.

"Boss, who do you think will win between these two?"

Xie Feng asked Zhao Mo with excitement on his face.

"Haven't you compared it before?"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Mo ignored him and reached out to touch Riolu's small head.

Leolu also narrowed his eyes comfortably, and rubbed his small head against Zhao Mo's broad palm.

Riolu came out by himself. His elf ball is usually not locked. Whether the elf wants to come out depends entirely on his own preference.

"You mean force will win?"

After waiting for a while, Zhao Mo did not respond.

Xie Feng, who had hit a wall, didn't dare to continue asking, and closed his mouth.

At this moment, Zhao Mo looked at the arena, with an imperceptible golden light flashing in his eyes, and a series of data also appeared in his mind.

Judging from the data, the two elves are both at level 26, but the forest lizard's aura is a little flimsy, far less solid than the iron palm wrestler.

"Did you forcefully break through to level 26 by some means? It's rare...the sword skills have improved again."

Now, the fight between the two elves has reached a fever pitch.

Sword energy and palm wind erupted continuously in the center of the ring.

For a while, sand and stones flew away, and there were knife marks and small pits on the performance of the arena.

As time passed, the movements of the two elves gradually slowed down.

The long-term mediocrity caused the two elves to lose their physical strength.

Also at this time, the situation on the ring changed. Suddenly, the leaf blade of the forest lizard suddenly burst into a dazzling green brilliance.

The wide palms of the iron palm wrestlers also burst out with intense white light.

Both sides hit with all their strength and collided suddenly.

"boom!"

At the moment of the collision, the violent energy exploded, and circles of energy ripples centered on the point where the blades and palms collided, and swept towards the surroundings.

Nine out of ten rings, which had already been destroyed by the previous battle, suddenly sank downward.

The dense smoke and dust of the valley figurines swelled up, covering everyone's sight.

"The will is tenacious."

Zhao Mo's eyes were filled with faint fluorescence.

The splashing smoke and dust could not block his sight at all.

From his perspective, the bodies of the two elves were covered with scars, but... the iron palm wrestler was still standing.

On the other hand, the forest lizard was half-kneeling in the pile of rubble, still holding a broken leaf blade tightly in its hand.

Ye Ren's light flickered on and off, as if it would go out at any moment.

"Lizard King." Zhang Tian beside the ring waved his hand slightly and said calmly.

As soon as the words fell, the Lizard King beside him dissipated like a wisp of green smoke, and then a green breeze blew on the ring.

Under the blowing of the breeze, the smoke and dust were quickly blown away, revealing the two elves in the center.

Everyone also saw the situation in the center, and everyone was stunned.

Except for Zhao Mo, who had already seen through the situation in the ring, and Xie Feng, who heard Zhao Mo whispering to himself, everyone showed a hint of admiration.

They watched the battle from beginning to end, and they naturally saw the fierce fight between the forest lizard and the Iron Hand warrior.

Looking at the struggling forest lizard in the pit at this time, everyone couldn't help being moved.

"Thank you, Forest Lizard, you've done a good job."

"Although we lost this time, we will definitely win next time." Although a hint of disappointment flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, he still comforted the forest lizard.

As he said that, he took out the poke ball and pointed it at the forest lizard, and pressed the button.

A beam of white light shot out, wrapped the seriously injured forest lizard, and returned to the poke ball.

After Zhang Tian announced the winner, the two walked off the ring one after the other.

At this point, the last battle is over.

"You have seen these two students fight. Except for Shui Rou and Zhao Mo, everyone else should learn from them."

"Okay, get out of class is over, Zhao Mo and Xie Feng stay here for a while, don't leave yet."

Zhang Tian closed the notebook in his hand and said.

After class was announced, everyone began to walk towards the exit one after another, gathered together in twos and threes, and began to discuss what to eat for lunch, and some people discussed the game just now.

Murong Shuirou walked to the door and glanced back at Zhao Mo. After a little hesitation, she turned her head back and suppressed the trace of emotion in her eyes.

After the last person left, Zhang Tian walked up to Zhao Mo and said, "The principal is waiting for you in the principal's office. I have something to tell you."

"Okay, I see, thank you." His tone was neither humble nor overbearing, without a trace of emotion, like a cold machine.

"With you here this time, we will definitely be able to get a good ranking, even the championship is not impossible." Looking at the stern young man in front of him, Zhang Tian's eyes were full of satisfaction.

"Is it the National College Student Challenge?"

Zhao Mo thought for a while, and then he understood.

"No wonder, the children of those families were so active just now." Xie Feng who was at the side laughed dumbly.

"What does the old man need from me?"

Hearing Zhao Mo's words, Zhang Tian was stunned for a moment. This is really the title... only this one dared to call it that, and he didn't dare to answer it.

"Specifically, I'm not sure. The principal just asked you to go to the office." Zhang Tian, ​​who had regained his senses, replied.

"Let's see that teacher next time."

Zhao Mo nodded, took Xie Feng, and walked towards the principal's office with ease.

Under the peeping of some secret eyes, the two soon came to the door of the office.

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