"Mo, I've finally found you!"
Suddenly, someone patted his shoulder and Mo was stunned. He had just arrived at the military camp and did not know many people. However, when she turned around, she saw a familiar smiling face.
"Cousin!"
Mo Du did not expect to see Second Uncle Xiao's son here. His maternal cousin.
During the Qin country, there was no such thing as cousin.
Two marriage, they are regarded as relatives, divided into the inner hall and outer hall said, that is, cousins, relatives.
Looking at this 17 - 18-year-old cousin brother with a slight beard on his face, a smile appeared on Mo's face.
His cousin brother was three or four years older than him and had joined the army two years ago. However, whether it was his childhood memories or the two years they had just gotten along, this cousin named Xiao Yan had treated him very well.
Therefore, the word " external " would usually be removed when addressing brothers who had a good relationship.
He either called her cousin or cousin.
They treated each other like family.
"I've been looking for you for a few days. I didn't expect you to really come.”
A complicated smile appeared on Xiao Yan's face.
"Let's go first. There's not much meaning in this kind of competition. When my uncle or father returns to Lantian, we'll think of a way to arrange it for you.”
Xiao Yan affectionately hooked his arm around Mo's shoulder as he prepared to wait for Mo to leave.
He didn't want Mo's head to bleed, nor did he want to be kicked off the stage.
In fact, he didn't want Mo to enter the battlefield in the future.
Although he had only joined the army for two years, Xiao Yan had seen a small-scale battlefield while following his father.
At that time, hundreds of people died there just like that. The blood of hundreds of people was red everywhere.
.....
"Don't!"
Mo shook his head. He stopped in his tracks.
He understood her intentions, but he could not leave.
Xiao Yan and Mo looked at each other like this. In the end, Mo smiled.
"Cousin, if you have the money, go somewhere and bet on me. If you lose, I'll pay you back. If you win, give me some.”
Patting his cousin Xiao Yan's arm, Mo indicated for him not to worry. He then turned around and continued walking forward along the line.
As for Xiao Yan, he looked at Mo's back view with worry.
Finally, Xiao Yan sighed. His gaze was filled with determination as he left. Where would they go to?
.....
"Mo."
The line gradually approached. When a youth was carried down, it was finally Mo's turn.
Accompanying Mo slowly walked onto the arena.
Opposite Mo was a youth with a strong body and many calluses on his palms.
Countless boos filled the air.
The thousands of boos, and the unprecedented boos, made everyone pay attention to Mo.
The veterans in charge of maintaining order, the recruits who were queuing up, and the generals who were watching from afar.
"I'm so envious."
"That's right. Give me this soft persimmon. I can do it too.”
"He will probably be knocked off the arena in five rounds.”
"Five rounds? If it were me, I would only need three rounds at most!"
......
Countless recruits lowered their heads and whispered. However, as there were more people, their voices naturally became louder and louder, and they became more and more unrestrained.
Even the swarthy seasoned soldiers in the distance couldn't help but laugh. Many of them even took off the Qin swords at their waists and pressed them down as if they were joking.
"I bet on the skinny one."
"Me too!"
"I'll bet all of it."
"Me, me, me, me!"
......
"I bet on him winning."
Just as all the seasoned soldiers were moving to the side, a strange voice came from among them.
Xiao Yan.
He threw a small bag full of food down.
"Yo yo ~!"
"Oh!"
....
This scene made many people excited. Although the man in front of them was also a veteran, this did not stop them from making money.
He was willing, and no one could say anything about him.
In a short while, this disparity in strength attracted more and more seasoned soldiers to come over.
Who wouldn't be happy to pick up money?
Xiao Yan didn't speak, but looked at the arena in the distance.
Since he couldn't stop it, even if he didn't think highly of Mo, he would definitely bet on Mo winning.
........
"Begin!"
The veteran in charge of the arena didn't care so much, and his gaze towards Mo didn't have the slightest bit of sympathy.
It was the law of the jungle.
No one would sympathize with you here.
The youth who was fighting against Mo slowly raised his wooden sword. Looking at Mo, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, as if he had already seen the scene of his victory.
In fact, he was even thinking that he had to do his best to eliminate Mo.
After all, he was a noob. On the contrary, she did not look good.
Similarly, Mo also raised his wooden sword.
Compared to the young man, his face was expressionless. He looked straight at the other party with a calm gaze.
"No!"
"Interesting!"
....
Only a few generals standing in the distance could see that something was wrong. Having been to the battlefield before, they vaguely felt that something was wrong.
But he couldn't say it.
"Ah!"
In the arena, the youth roared and charged towards Mo.
Mo took a deep breath.
冾~!
The youth's huge strength machine hit Mo's wooden sword, but the sound it made was exceptionally strange. Before the youth and the others could recover from their shock.
The wooden sword in Mo's hand took advantage of the situation and twisted, and the hilt of the sword ruthlessly struck the youth's face.
The young man who had been hit in the face stumbled back. However, just as he moved his feet, he realized that he could not move. It turned out that Mo had used his foot to block the back of the youth's foot just now.
Instantly, the young man covered his face and fell to the ground.
The tip of a wooden sword appeared at his neck in the next second.
static
Below the arena.
Countless seasoned soldiers were watching the battle from afar.
At this moment, there was complete silence.
There were clearly countless people on this land, but at this moment, it was terrifyingly quiet.
No one expected this outcome.
When they were all betting on the youth's loss, they were already thinking about how many rounds it would take for the youth to fall to the ground and not get up. Or perhaps after a few rounds, the youth would be carried out.
However, the scene in front of them made them speechless.
After one round, the victor was decided.
It was so straightforward that they doubted their eyes.
Even the veteran referee forgot to announce the result. He opened his mouth wide and stared blankly at the scene before him.
"I won!"
Mo put away his wooden sword and turned to walk towards the referee.
According to the rules. If the wooden sword slashed at any part of the body other than the arm, it would be a victory.
"Oh!"
The veteran in charge of refereeing finally came back to his senses.
The others finally regained their senses. The veterans looked at each other in disbelief as they looked at the youth in the ring. They wanted to say something, but they couldn't.
"This is fake, right?"
....
This was the first thought that came to everyone's mind after they regained their senses.
Other than this, they really could not imagine that the youth they looked down on would win.
Other than his face, how could that youth compare to the other youth?
"Mo."
Even Xiao Yan's mouth was wide open at this moment. He looked at the arena with a face full of disbelief. That familiar cousin.
this
When did Mo become so powerful?
"Winner!"
Just as the veteran was about to read out the results, a book was unexpectedly sent out. The youth who had been defeated by Mo was stunned for a moment, as if he could not accept such an outcome. He stood up with a nosebleed all over his face, picked up his wooden sword, and chopped down on Mo's back.
This scene shocked everyone.
"Small."
Xiao Yan's eyes widened.
The veteran judge also saw this scene, but he was too late to stop it.
However, the next moment, everyone shut their mouths.
Bang!
Puff ~!
Mo Fan held the wooden sword in his hand and turned around to block. Before the youth could react, the wooden sword swung at the neck of the youth who had ambushed him at a speed that surprised everyone.
When the young man fell to the ground, he made a thud and remained motionless.
this time
He was really killed!
this
At this moment, everyone looked at Mo as if they were looking at a monster.
What a ruthless Sword Dao!
This was really a recruit.
Was this really something a fourteen-year-old youth could possess?
Whether it was the veterans, the recruits, or the generals watching from afar, at this moment, when they looked at Mo, their minds were filled with this thought.
Facing a sneak attack.
The combination of moves that he had caught a glimpse of appeared in his mind over and over again.
They asked themselves whether they could be as straightforward as that thin and weak youth.
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