novelaction Chapter 214: Mo Wen comes out
Chapter 214: Mo Wen comes out
In fact, Mo Wen can cure Huo Wu's problem, but not now. He needs to wait until his domain is successfully condensed. This is a rare opportunity to bring about the pairing of Huo Wu and Feng Xiaotian, and the divine wind and blazing fire will be together. Everything is done, and he is confident in persuading Shui Bing'er from Tianshui, and the inner courtyard plan is just around the corner.
Taking two steps forward, he coughed twice, interrupted the lovers, and persuaded, "It's not that there is no chance of cure. Brother Xiaotian, please don't be anxious."
The life-saving straw was placed in front of him, but Feng Xiaotian was surprisingly calm. His father had been the dean since he was a child, and he had been influenced by it. He also understood the saying that there is no such thing as a free lunch. He frowned and asked, "What about brother Mo Wen?"
"If there is a chance, when I have the strength of a titled Douluo, I can help Huo Wu recover some of his trauma, or when I can wait for the title Douluo to drop, I can also do it." Giving Feng Xiaotian a meaningful smile, Mo Mo Wen turned around and pulled Xiao Wu and said, "Before that, I will give Brother Xiaotian a big gift. Tomorrow is the match between Shengdao and Balak. I will personally play to seek justice for you."
"Then thank you very much, Mr. Mo Wen. Xiaotian is very grateful. If necessary, I will definitely help you." For Huo Wu, Feng Xiaotian was willing to sacrifice everything. He knelt down on one knee and greeted Mo Wen respectfully. He even called him Became Mr.
After waving his hand, Mo Wen took Xiao Wu and left. No one knew which one would come first, tomorrow or the accident. His previous negligence should be repaid now. Before leaving, he also told Jiang Zhu, "Liang Zhu , help Brother Wushuang with his treatment and try to let him recover as soon as possible so as not to affect the subsequent games."
The master had ordered and she must obey it, but it was up to her how to operate it. In order to take care of Du Qianqiu's feelings, Jiangzhu showed his healing staff, threw a set of soul skills at him, and then threw a box of plaster on his leg. He said, "Three times a day, and in three days the recovery will be as good as before."
"Thank you." Huo Wushuang, who was sitting in a wheelchair, thanked him with his hands. Today's failure was a shame for his life. He didn't have the time to think about the love between his children. Revenge was what he was thinking about at the moment.
Mo Wen said that he wanted to seek justice for them, but that didn't mean that he wanted to kill Tang San and the others. Douluo Continent lacked laws, and it was common for soul masters to trample on the laws, and most of them were left alone.
Fighting violence with violence, incarnating the most powerful evil to suppress other evils is not what he wants to see. He has his own set of rules for acting. He is white, and the Yin and Yang family is black. Only the perfect closed loop of one yin and one yang can create A supreme empire.
The next day, Mo Wen put on the team uniform and appeared for the first time in the Soul Fighting Arena. He sat on a chair with his eyes closed and concentrated on his duties. As a student, he had to put on the team uniform. The rules of the competition must be followed.
During the first game, there were not many people in the Soul Fighting Arena. Except for the competing teams and officials, almost no other players came.
But as time went by, more and more people came to the Soul Fighting Arena, and with the crowd came the news of Mo Wen's debut in the promotion competition.
Some people are destined to be the focus of the crowd, and as the number one genius in Tiandou, Mo Wen is naturally such a person.
Even the Kamikaze trio who were injured yesterday also came to the spirit fighting arena and sat next to the Holy Path team, quietly waiting for the game to start. They wanted to see how Mo Wen could seek justice for them.
Yu Tianxin, Shui Bing'er, Xue Wu, Esdeath, and even Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan all came. This was their first time in the spirit fighting arena.
Only one person from the Holy Path team came to the Soul Fighting Stage today, and that was Mo Wen. The others were watching from the spectator seats, which was also Mo Wen's request.
If he couldn't deal with Tang San and the others, he might as well go back to Sunset Forest to farm. The members of the Holy Path team also believed that Mo Wen wouldn't lose in a fight with seven, but they just sat there with serious expressions. Only the eldest sister Liu Er Long yawned, completely confused as to what Mo Wen's intention was.
Everyone was watching solemnly, except for the members of Team Balak, who wet their underwear with cold sweat.
As the vice-captain of the team and the absolute core, Tang San's forehead never stopped sweating. Previously, the Holy Path team had always been composed of one soul king and six soul sects taking turns.
He specially studied some tactics and prepared to give everyone in the Holy Path Team a glimpse. When fighting against Kamikaze, it would be an advance experiment of tactics.
He didn't expect that Mo Wen would actually play in person today. He remembered that day again, Mo Wen's majestic back, and even the father of the titled Douluo could only kneel in front of Mo Wen. That was the lingering shadow in his heart.
As a traitor, Rong Yan is definitely the most panicked. He may not be afraid of death before, but what he has now and what he can have in the future makes his heart not so strong. He is afraid, afraid of death, afraid of Mo Wen killing him with a sword. Got him.
Because killing him would be in vain. Tiandou City had been Mo Wen's headquarters for many years, and the princes all called him brothers. Rong Yan absolutely believed that he was the one who was stained with blood. The most serious consequence would be that Mo Wen was forced to withdraw from the competition.
His calves couldn't help trembling, and he was sweating more than Tang San. When he decided to betray, he collected all the information to see Mo Wen's character. He didn't think that he was as good as he appeared. A kind person.
Facts have proved that this is indeed the case. Mo Wen is good at playing various roles, student, teacher, brother, genius, lover, friend. In most cases, he is not emotional and does not take certain things seriously. The same goes for executing traitors. Because it needs to be done.
What was rare was that Xue Qinghe appeared at the viewing platform today, with wine on the trolley next to him. He seemed to be very interested in Mo Wen's violent beating of the Haotian Sect forces that were always against her.
The drawing of lots was about to begin. Mo Wen slowly opened his eyes, his eyes sharp and unstoppable. At this moment, he looked like a real swordsman.
With his ears and eyes seeing in all directions, he quickly walked up to the Soul Fighting Platform and said unceremoniously, "Come one by one, or two, two, three is too slow, why don't all eight of you go up together."
This statement shocked everyone. Many people in the audience exclaimed. They seemed to be uncomfortable with Mo Wen's state. They didn't expect him to say such outrageous remarks.
At this moment, Liu Erlong showed some interest, sat up straight, and asked Du Qianqiu, "Did Mo Wen eat the soul bomb? Why are you so aggressive today?"
"Uh." Liu Erlong was not here yesterday, and Du Qianqiu thought someone had told the dean, but it turned out that he hadn't, so he had to make a long story short, "Yesterday, Balak took the wrong medicine first. When he couldn't beat three on three, Tang San used The attached soul bone was poisonous, Huo Wu was seriously injured and dying, but the other party did not provide an antidote, and Huo Wushuang also had his legs broken."
"Barak's team is quite wild. It's normal to get injured. It's too much to poison and not treat them. After all, it's a competition. It's okay to kill people when they go out. In a place like this, you still have to follow the rules." Weakly Glancing at Team Balak, Liu Erlong felt that they were going to get involved soon, and Mo Wen would definitely deal with this group of people as long as the rules allowed.
The Balak team did not feel dissatisfied after being provoked. They joked about the Soul Sect beating the Soul Emperor, and even had five legs broken.
When he heard that there was such a good thing, Tang San's music blossomed, he smiled sadly, and immediately agreed, "Okay, I hope you can detoxify yourself when you fail."
The referees who were left aside were stunned. Can you please respect my profession? If you do this, it’s as if I don’t exist. They glanced at Xue Qinghe subconsciously. His Royal Highness didn’t feel there was anything inappropriate about it. Tang Hao has beaten them before, and there will definitely be no problem in beating his son and his friends.
The referee had nothing to say now. The second in command of the empire and the person in charge of the promotion competition all nodded, and the wage earners could only accept it.
Then the two sides began to appear. On one side was Mo Wen himself, one hand resting on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and the other behind his back, like a swordsman, detached and independent.
The eight people on the opposite side took pictures of a neat formation. Tang Long, who was meeting for the first time, stood in the front row, holding a huge Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, with resolute eyes and no fear of Mo Wen.
The few people behind seemed a little nervous. They released all their martial souls and soul rings. They stared at Mo Wen as if facing a formidable enemy, especially Rong Yan. They felt that their necks were cold, and they might not die soon.