: Lost in the Soul

"In the first game, He Xin won."

"Now, please come on stage with the second group!"

Deacon Wang's loud voice resounded in the assessment room.

After the words came to an end, Ye Long and He Xin walked down the martial arts stage.

At the same time, Mo Yun and Xu Hu walked towards the martial arts stage from different directions.

When passing by He Xin, Mo Yun heard her somewhat ethereal voice.

"I will use all my strength in the next game, and I hope you won't retain your strength anymore."

"Okay." Mo Yun nodded and continued to walk towards the martial arts stage.

For He Xin.

He also attaches great importance to it.

After all, he is a person with a perfect sword body.

Although she didn't do the right path and didn't practice swords, she liked to practice swords.

But her strength is nothing to say.

If you only practice sword skills, you can abuse Ye Long with bare hands and fists.

Once the sword technique is used, I am afraid I can ascend to heaven directly.

Even Mo Yun was not sure when he faced He Xin with the knife.

Soon, Mo Yun and Xu Hu boarded the martial arts stage.

Xu Hu's eyes were too long and he stared at Mo Yun.

Mo Yun was very confused about this.

Didn’t you just rob Ye Long?

As for this?

At this moment, Xu Hu spoke.

"Last time, I was frightened by you, which caused my martial arts heart to shake. Recently, I always felt a little uneasy in my martial arts practice. The things that day kept popping up in my mind, and my cultivation efficiency was almost zero."

His voice was a little cold and his face gradually became ferocious.

"You have become my inner demon now!"

"If I don't fight you happily, I'm afraid I can't make any progress in my life!"

Speaking of this, Xu Hu's voice became a little louder.

"So, let me see your real strength and let us fight happily!"

Yes, since that day, Mo Yun has become his inner demon.

Originally, his style was to move forward, and he would go straight to it no matter what he encountered, and he never had any fear.

Over the years, he has never given up and escaped.

No matter how difficult it is, he will clench his fists and rush forward.

Only that day, when I saw the martial artists lying under Mo Yun’s feet...

For some reason, he felt palpitations.

His legs became weak and he couldn't help but run away.

This kind of thing happened to him, which was simply outrageous.

But that happened.

It wasn't until then that he knew.

Over the years, he has not been afraid of being afraid.

Instead, he didn't encounter anything that really scared him.

He used to be so smooth.

So after being frightened by Mo Yun, there was a problem with his martial arts heart.

And the root of the problem lies in Mo Yun.

If he didn't fight Mo Yun happily, he would never be able to raise his head and would always live in the shadow of that day.

"I hope you don't hold back. Even if you lose, I will stand by losing!"

Xu Hu almost roared at the last sentence.

Looking at Xu Hu like this, everyone fell silent.

There is no ridicule, no ridicule, only silence.

At this moment, Xu Hu seemed to be a pure warrior.

It is a warrior worthy of reflection and respect.

No one will have a smooth life.

There will always be times when you fall in life.

The important thing is that when you fall, you must have the courage to get up and fight again.

There is no doubt that Xu Hu has such courage.

Mo Yun also felt his courage, so he nodded and said seriously.

"Okay, I will take this battle seriously."

When Xu Hu heard Mo Yun's words, he breathed a sigh of relief, and even felt that his stagnant cultivation had begun to loosen.

At the same time, Deacon Wang's voice sounded.

"The second group of actual combat begins!"

As soon as the words fell, Xu Hu's expression condensed and his muscles immediately became tense.

boom!

He stomped his feet on the ground, and his whole body rushed out like a sharp arrow, attacking Mo Yun.

Xu Hu is good at leg skills, and with all his strength, his speed is extremely fast.

The black shadows flashed on the martial arts stage, and Xu Hu approached Mo Yun like a ghost, like a beast that had identified its prey and was waiting for an opportunity to move.

At the same time, Mo Yun's expression was slightly condensed, and all the moves he learned in the video flashed quickly in his mind.

Then, a light flashed in his eyes, his fingers gathered together, and gently pointed forward.

It was like predicting Xu Hu's actions.

While Mo Yun pointed out two points, Xu Hu's figure also flashed over.

Then, the picture is still.

Mo Yun's fingers stopped a millimeter from Xu Hu's throat.

Sweat as big as beans kept coming out from Xu Hu's forehead and fell to the ground tickly.

His face was pale and his back was chilling.

Just as he goes further.

This is his life.

If it weren't for the body's reaction to death itself that made him stop, he would have been a dead person at this moment.

"You lost." Mo Yun spoke.

"This, this...this is your real strength?" Xu Hu swallowed with difficulty, trembling all over.

"Well, there was no water release." Mo Yun nodded, closed his fingers and turned to walk down the martial arts stage.

The moment Mo Yun closed his finger, Xu Hu fell to the ground with a thud.

He stared at the ceiling blankly, his face as if dead.

The gap is too big.

The blow he suffered seemed to be even bigger.

The melon-eating crowd in the audience was completely petrified at this moment, stunned and motionless.

They had thought that Mo Yun would be very strong.

But I didn't expect Mo Yun to be so outrageously strong.

He even stood there and didn't move for a moment, and he didn't even release his spiritual energy at all, so he defeated Xu Hu.

They are all fourth-grade.
To be continued...