Chapter 370 What a big deal (33)
In the illusion, two groups of people gathered in the dark alley, looking at the people opposite with unkind expressions.
Although both sides are not just practicing Qi, but because they are cultivating the body, they look big and round, with plenty of Qi and blood in their bodies. Just standing there is quite impressive.
Seeing the illusion, Mo Weichen finally felt a little happier.
He is not bloodthirsty, he is not very close to women, and he does not like delicious food.
His only interest is admiring the human body, especially the muscular body, and he can eat three bowls of rice every time he sees it.
And he loved the battles between physical cultivators even more. Every day in the city, he would have people record the battles with weapons, and never miss a beat.
Looking at the illusion, he commented one by one: "This person has a typical fat bag. Although he looks bloated, he has strong inner strength and is a good player."
"This person His training is a bit wrong, but his talent is very good. Although his method is wrong, his talent just makes up for it, so it is very good."
"This is the best! The talent is excellent, and the training method is also good. No problem, I want all his information, now!”
Pausing the illusion, he reviewed everyone who participated in the battle, as if a diner was appreciating the dishes to add something to his spirit.
After the review, he continued to play the illusion and said expectantly: "Okay, I want to see them bleed into rivers later!"
Before the war, there was a customary exchange of swear words. , although this process may seem boring, all kinds of swear words are also a part of fighting and must be appreciated.
Furthermore, swearing can also increase each other's anger, making the subsequent fighting more exciting.
Finally finished swearing, the excitement that had been suppressed finally reached the moment of explosion, making Mo Weichen's breathing quicken.
The leader of the small sect was finally the first to walk out. The energy and blood around his body continued to expand, making him three points taller.
His opponent was not to be outdone. His muscles continued to bulge, making him 30% larger in an instant. His whole body looked like a cooked crab, and his skin was glowing red like blood.
“It’s coming, it’s coming!”
Mo Weichen looked at both sides excitedly, and was about to shout for support when he saw a leader taking out a bamboo slip.
Seeing the bamboo slips, Mo Weichen felt something bad.
It's time to fight with weapons. What are you doing with the bamboo slips?
I beg you, fight!
Clench your fist, and then violently open the opponent's face until one side is bloody and bloody!
But the subsequent development exceeded Mo Weichen's expectations.
Seeing his opponent take out the bamboo slips, the bloody man opposite also sneered, took out his own bamboo slips, and then said loudly: "My "Zongmen Great Monk" has reached the peak of foundation building, and the current winning rate is 80% Five, the supernatural power, the cries of ghosts and the earth-shattering howls, how can you fight with me?”
"Hmph, even though I am in the late stage of foundation building, my winning rate is 90%. I have four golden colors in my passive magical powers. You are the one who lost today!"
"What, four golden colors! You, you, you brush Initialization!"
"Hahaha, I played forty alt accounts in a row, and selected the luckiest ten from the alt accounts to train them one by one. You can't beat me!"
Faced with such a desperate situation, the bloody man actually laughed: "Hahaha, do you think I don't know you have a trump account?"
"Why are you laughing? I know you don't. You can’t have better luck than me by playing a trumpet account.”
"Yes, I don't have one, but I bought an account! The top account of three spirit stones, you are the one who died today."
"Despicable!"
"A life and death duel is also despicable. A kind of tactic. Today, I will let you know that when you face me, you will lose or lose!"
"Well, let's start. Sharing with friends is of no use. If you don’t mind, would you like to be my friend for once?”
The bloody man nodded immediately and said, “Me too, I just thought about how to match the magical power, and I forgot to share it. Yes, accept it.”
"Okay, let's start." "Start."
Two big men sat together with the bamboo slips placed side by side. Then they saw the little foundation-building man flying into the air and began to fight fiercely. fighting.
Other members also started to fight each other, and then they saw the sky full of villains. The scene looked very spectacular.
It wasn't until the ten times were used up that they began to count the winning rounds one by one.
Realizing that his side had lost fifteen games, the bloody man regretfully took back his skills, raised his hands to the strong man on the opposite side and said, "I lost today, but I won the battle with the leader."
With a cold snort, the strong man said Han said: "I lost to your spirit stone, but I didn't lose to your game."
Rubbing his nose, the strong man suddenly said nervously: "But I admit that your magical power combination is still good. It's quite interesting. If there is another [Dead Tree Blooming], it will be even more powerful."
The bloody man was stunned for a moment, then picked up the bamboo slip and said excitedly: "I have it! And the level is not low! , tell me how to match this?"
"Hmm..."
"Don't be so stingy. The worst I can do is teach you a palm move, and you teach me the proper combination of this skill."
"...Okay! Come!"
Seeing this, Mo Wei Chen didn't want to see it.
At this moment, he knew what it means to start high but end at the end, what it means to start high and move low, and what it means to lift high and then put down gently.
The long-awaited life-and-death battle turned into a collective gathering of game players, which was hard to watch.
The scene was even more enjoyable at the end, and the two small sects actually started to exchange their game and physical skills experiences, which was simply outrageous.
Severely throwing the jade slip aside, Mo Weichen shouted sternly: "Next one!"
"Well..."
"Don't tell me too. That's it!"
"Hmm."
"Bastard!"
Throwing all the jade slips aside, Mo Weichen stood up and stepped on these jade slips, shouting angrily: "Didn't I say I won't play games anymore! Didn't I say there were only a dozen What are they playing! Can anyone tell me what they are playing!"
"That..."The Great Monk of the Sect"..."
"Just change it. One word! Why is the sect’s magic weapon not detected?”
“City Lord, please calm down.” The minister explained helplessly, “The sect’s magic weapon in Mo City does not have a weapon spirit, so many things are not that smart. If you change the name, you won’t notice it.”
"Then you come up with a way! I let you work here to help me come up with ideas, not to let you eat for nothing!"
"Well... let's do this. We can organize the manpower and randomly check each person. Personal bamboo slips. As long as the game exists, how about convicting it?"
Mo Weichen immediately turned around and stared at the minister until he was sweating.
Suddenly, he smiled, patted the other party on the shoulder and said: "You are right! And this time there will be heavy punishment! Punish until they dare not disobey my order."
< br>"But sir, if it is too heavy, the monks below may not be happy."
"What are you afraid of! I have golden elixir monks here, they are very capable of rebelling! Organize manpower for me to punish!"
This news soon reached Mr. Li's ears, and from Li It was passed down to Li Si, followed by Lin Yuan.
After learning the news, Lin Yuan shook his head helplessly.
What a big deal.
(End of this chapter)