Douluo: I will never forget the night Ah Yin bowed his head.

Everyone in Shrek was sitting next to Chen Mo, and even Ma Hongjun's guy was sitting next to him.

"Friend, why do you have to wear a mask to watch a game, is it so ugly?"

Ma Hongjun is a good conversational person, and he immediately noticed Chen Mo who was wearing a mask next to him, and looked down at Chen Mo: "Hey, I still wear such a disgusting mask, it's good to be beaten when I look at it." "

"This mask is good."

Chen Mo smiled.

"It's okay, it feels so silly, you look at my mask, this fire pattern, how handsome, revealing domineering, I'm on the competition stage, it's a shock of the tiger's body, randomly scaring a few men, fascinating a few women."

Ma Hongjun smiled disgustedly.

"Hmm."

Chen Mo didn't reply much.

"Speaking of friends, what kind of psychology did you choose this mask for?"

Ma Hongjun continued to ask.

"Because it's cheap."

Chen Mo replied simply.

Flender's eyes on the side immediately lit up and leaned towards Chen Mo.

"Listening to my friend's voice, it seems very young."

Flender asked with a smile and sat down on the other side of Chen Mo.

"Thirteen years old."

Chen Mo replied.

Shrek and several people were instantly stunned.

"Thirteen years old, isn't that similar to Rong Rong's junior."

Ma Hongjun was stunned, and the thirteen-year-old among the six of them was Tang San and Ning Rongrong: "Buddy, it turns out that we are still the same age." "

"It's about the same as all of you."

"What about you? Alone? "

Flender continued to ask and answer, years of experience made him know people accurately, this person with a mask is certainly not ordinary.

"My teacher was at home, and I came out alone."

Chen Mo said lightly.

"Who is your teacher, maybe I know."

Friend asked.

"You should know each other."

Chen Mo nodded, but he didn't say.

"Aren't you going to say it?"

Flender asked curiously.

Chen Mo did not answer.

On the contrary, it made Flender more curious about Chen Mo, especially the cheap sentence, which made him more interested in Chen Mo.

But Chen Mo didn't say, and he didn't plan to ask.

Tang San's battle with Dai Mubai began.

"Mistress, I won't show mercy to your subordinates."

Dai Mubai snorted coldly.

"Boss Dai, I will go all out."

Tang San stood with his hands in his hands, and countless blue silver grasses burst out.

Dai Mubai's martial soul possessed his body, and his super jumping power allowed him to quickly jump and dodge.

"Second Soul Technique! White Tiger Flaming Light Wave! "

Dai Mubai roared.

A beam of light burst out instantly.

Tang San used blue silver grass to organize a thick wall to block the beam.

"First Soul Technique! Blue silver winding. "

Dai Mubai was unfortunate to be tied by the blue silver grass on his hind legs.

Soon Tang San made up for it: "Third soul technique, cobweb bondage!" "

Dai Mubai was trapped by the cobwebs woven by the blue silver grass.

"Third Soul Technique, White Tiger King Kong Transformation!"

A white light appeared on Dai Mubai's body, and he directly tore the cobwebs apart.

But it also consumed a lot of Dai Mubai's physical strength.

"Xuan Yu Hand!"

Tang San and Dai Mubai fought hand-to-hand and clashed with their fists.

"Gee, Mistress's hand-to-hand combat ability is really strong."

Ma Hongjun was amazed on the side.

"Hey, I haven't seen it for so many years, and I've already cultivated to level thirty-four."

Chen Mo sighed.

"You know Mistress?"

Ma Hongjun asked curiously.

"Get acquainted."

Chen Mo nodded.

Dai Mubai was already level thirty-nine, and he was almost about to break through the Soul Sect.

In comparison, Tang San's soul power was much weaker, but Tang San's Tang Sect was too much to learn.

So much so that controlling the soul master in close combat, a strong attack soul master can do it in a short time without being weak.

"Control the crane and catch the dragon!"

Tang San grabbed Dai Mubai's arm, and then pushed it out with a palm.

Dai Mubai was repulsed.

"Mistress, it's a pain!"

"First Soul Technique, White Tiger Talisman!"

Dai Mubai rushed up again, this time breaking the law with force, and Tang San was sent far away.

"Second soul technique, parasitism!"

Dai Mu's white body was instantly covered with blue silver grass.

Can't move.

"Mu Bai agreed."

Tang San pushed Dai Mubai out of the field with one palm.

This time, it was naturally Tang San who won.

"Mistress won Boss Dai."

Ma Hongjun said with a smile, and then looked at Chen Mo on the side: "Eh, what about the others?" "

"Maybe it's his turn in the next one, he's going to prepare."

Flender looked at Chen Mo and glanced at the notice board in the competition table, and it just happened that the next game was Chen Mo's game.

That is, on the second stage.

Chen Mo had already come to the backstage at this time and walked up slowly at random.

Tang San and Dai Mubai had already ended.

A Soul Sect walked up.

"Soul Sect? Later, it turned out to be a battle at the level of the Soul Sect. "

Dai Mubai was slightly puzzled.

"Let's go back to Dean Flender first."

Tang San said, and the two left side by side.

Tang San glanced back and caught a glimpse of Chen Mo with a mask, giving him a sense of familiarity.

"It's strange."

Tang San paused.

"Mistress, let's go, what are you in a daze."

Dai Mubai pulled Tang San.

In the audience, Shrek and the others were about to withdraw, but suddenly saw Chen Mo.

"Dean! It's him! That guy just now! "

Ma Hongjun screamed.

"See."

Flender was shocked inside.

Soul Sect, is he really thirteen years old as he says?

That's terrifying.

"Thirteen-year-old Soul Sect?"

Ning Rongrong suddenly thought: "This is impossible, the youngest known soul sect is only fifteen years old. "

She knew that the current record holder was in the Martial Soul Hall.

Zhu Zhuqing's heart rippled, and the cold goddess was also curious about what kind of genius she could break through the Soul Sect at the age of thirteen.

He is half a year younger than him, and now he is a thirty-third-level soul Venerable, is it possible to rise to the seventh level in half a year?

"Let's sit down and take a look."

Flender beckoned the others to sit down and watch the game.

Randomly more and more people poured in from outside.

Chen Mo only knew at this time that the other party was still a soul sect in a team.

So there are quite a few fans.

"Forty-two level strong attack system war soul sect, martial soul iron hammer, please educate!"

The big man wielded a heavy hammer.

"Forty-three level soul sect, please enlighten!"

Chen Mo arched his hand and did not report the complete name, firstly, he did not know what position of soul master he belonged to, and secondly, if the martial soul was not reported, someone would definitely know him.

This martial soul is still too unique after all, and when the time comes, it will be passed out, and the martial soul hall will find itself in minutes.

"Rats with their heads and tails."

However, the other party was furious because Chen Mo did not report the house, and directly cursed.

"Fourth Soul Technique, Shock and Thunder!"

"Oh! It was the fourth soul technique of the warhammer, at that time, he knocked down a forty-fifth level soul sect in the same position with one hammer, and it was this move at the beginning, I am afraid that he wanted to fight quickly. "

Chen Mo turned his back.

"Second Soul Technique! Copy, Flame Kick! "

Take a deep breath and count silently for three seconds.

3！ 2！ 1！

"Boom!"