Su Mo was startled when he heard the words, his eyes showed doubts, he didn’t understand what Huangfu Qing meant!
Respect for teachers?
That’s natural, but, what’s the point of following in the other’s footsteps?
Su Mo couldn’t figure out what Master meant, so he didn’t think too much about it.
“Master, don’t worry, this disciple will not let you down!”
Su Mo nodded heavily, and then sat down on the seat.
“Ok!”
Huangfu Qing nodded slightly, with a satisfied look on his face. He was quite impressed with Su Mo.
“Eleventh Junior Brother, you are really shocking!”
Beside Su Mo, Jun Wuxi said in shock, Hua Suiyu was also shocked.
If it had been said before that Su Mo could beat Gong Lin, no one would have believed it, but now that the facts were in front of them, they couldn’t help but believe it.
“I just found his weakness!” Su Mo laughed.
Jun Wuxi shook his head lightly, it is one thing to find the weakness, but few people can really grasp the opponent’s weakness and defeat the opponent.
“Junior Brother Su Mo, I didn’t expect you to be so extraordinary. We can communicate with each other when we have the opportunity!”
Not far from the side, Luo Yan, who was shorter, said.
“Can!”
Su Mo nodded. The other party was a disciple of Haotian Peak and the fourth-ranked Tianjiao on the list of thousands of arrogant people. It was all right to meet him.
“En!” Luo Yan nodded, and didn’t say any more.
Hong Qinglin sat on the other side, looking at Su Mo’s back with a faint smile on her pretty face.
Qian Xunyue glanced at Su Mo and then at Hong Qinglin with her beautiful eyes, and shook her head helplessly.
This apprentice of hers has been completely captured by Su Mo!
In the field, no one played again for the time being, and it was not until dozens of breaths passed that no one came on the field again.
In Blood Hall, a young man in black appeared on the stage.
This young man was extremely thin, as if a gust of wind could blow him away, his skinny cheeks, narrow and long eyes, shining brightly, gave off a vicious feeling.
This person’s name is Mo Qi, and he is ranked eighth on the Dongzhou Thousand Proud List!
The devil came on the stage and invited to fight the Qinglong Shengzong and the dragon Zhantian.
The two also soared into the sky, and soon the fierce battle began.
Like Su Mo, Long Zhantian was a martial artist with a fellow practitioner of Dharma Physique. His combat power was very powerful.
And the demon is not weak either, his blood-type magic power is earth-shattering, the entire sky seems to have turned into a sea of blood, and the evil spirit of blood is extremely strong.
Boom boom boom! !
The loud bangs continued, and the bang shook the sky. In the sea of blood, Long Zhantian and Mo Qi kept fighting.
Long Zhantian’s strength is still slightly stronger than Mo Qi’s. His fists are powerful and heavy, and he can pierce the sea of blood with one punch. The space within a hundred meters in front of him is constantly shattered under his fists. .
The two fought for more than a hundred strokes, but Mo Qi was still defeated in the end, and blood spurted wildly from the mouth of being beaten by Long Zhantian.
Long Zhantian defeated Mo Qi, no one was surprised. Long Zhantian’s ranking was already higher than Mo Qi, but it would be surprising if he lost.
Su Mo looked at them and shook his head secretly. The top ten on the Thousand Pride List are indeed powerful. How strong is Xue Tianqiong, who is ranked second, and Jianchen, who is third?
In fact, what Su Mo wanted to know most was the strength of Wenren Tiandu, but he had no choice but to see if this person did not come.
After defeating the demon, Long Zhantian stood high in the sky, calmly adjusted his breath, and recovered his state.
Seeing this, everyone immediately became interested!
Because Long Zhantian was not injured at all, as it is now, he must challenge the powerful Tianjiao next!
That’s why he was so solemn, striving to return to his peak state.