Chapter 2, slap in the face!

In this assessment, the most talented teenager named Ning Songhe is a teenager in Fujiacheng. Although he only has a seven-level low-level talent, he has also stood out from the crowd and become the most potential teenager of this year.

However, the talent assessment can only be regarded as a very general test. After all, some people have good talent, but they are unwilling to work hard. Practical comparison is the real test that determines people's potential.

The talent assessment lasted only two hours and ended. It was not dark yet, and then the actual comparison began.

The actual combat comparison is carried out according to the lottery. After the draw, the No. 1 and No. 28 battle, No. 2 and No. 27 battle, and so on. When the draw is over, the game begins.

Because there are only 29 people, another person will definitely have to directly advance to the finals.

Mo Xu looked at the paper in his hand and couldn't help but blacken his head: "No. 3, the third play, the opponent is No. 26. I'm not ready yet."

Mo Xu looked back at his opponent, No. 26, a dull teenager... Mo Xu still remembers that this dull teenager's talent test is a level 6 intermediate talent. He also looked at Mo Xu himself, but looking at his strong body, Mo Xu felt bursts of pressure.

As for the lucky one who won No. 29, he giggled with his teeth.

In order to watch better, all the teenagers formed a circle of about 300 square meters. After the announcement of the black-faced Lin Ye, the 1st and 28th came out. Coincidentally, the 28th happened to be the first genius, Ningsong River in Fujia City.

The first game soon kicked off. Mo Xu watched the game quietly. On the left was Tang Yan, a teenager from Lanze City. He was strong, with his elbows on both sides and slightly bowing his waist, like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity to be arrested, staring at his opponent. Opposite is Ningsong River from Fujia City. He is slender, dressed in white, holding a two-foot-long thin sword, and his eyes are as poisonous as snakes.

With the sound of the black-faced Lin Ye, Ningsonghe's thin sword gently on the ground, and his whole feet almost flew away, and the thin sword was like a thin snake attacking the teenager in Lanze City.

Tang Yan's left fist in Lanze City hooked to Ningsong River, like the sharp teeth of a cheetah, while his right arm blocked the thin sword.

The thin sword hit Tang Yan's right arm, just like a metal. The thin sword failed to break the metal-like block of his right arm, but it suddenly bent from the middle, like a curved snake, and the tip of the sword suddenly bit Tang Yan's soft ribs in Lanze City like a poisonous tooth.

Tang Yan's left fist accurately hit Ningsonghe's neck.

The thin sword was very penetrating. How could Tang Yan's body resist? His body was instantly penetrated by the thin sword and was sentenced to be out due to serious injury. Ningsonghe is worthy of being the first wizard of this year. His adaptability is excellent. When the opponent's fists hit, he immediately controlled his vitality to resist, forming a layer of vitality shield, removing most of his strength without serious injury, and becoming the winner of this game.

There are no gorgeous skills, and there is no boredom that you push me. The whole battle starts quickly and finishes faster, but it is wonderful enough.

Ningsonghe stood proudly in the middle of the square and received applause from everyone. The cold eyes glanced at everyone around him, as if announcing his victory to everyone. The contemptuous eyes finally locked the single-choice "genius" Mo Xu, with a provocative smile on the corners of his mouth.

As if he had found an object worth mocking, Ning Songhe openly stretched out his index finger to Mo Xu and shook it slightly with his head. His lips squirmed as if to say, "You can't do it."

Mo Xu directly ignored his hostile eyes, because there were too many people who were hostile to him - it is no exaggeration to say that everyone present was hostile to him. It's just that people who are hostile to themselves are a little special now.

However, despite this, Mo Xu still muttered in his heart: "In less than ten seconds, the battle is over. The master's moves are really between lightning and fire."

In his eyes, this group of people are all masters, and this first wizard Ningsonghe is a master among masters. Thinking about it, Mo Xu couldn't help smiling bitterly: "My fate can only turn once in two minutes. If it doesn't shake well for the first time, I guess there will be no second chance. And... even if it's over this time, there will be 15 games!"

Fifteen games, do all the venues shake the vitality wave? It is impossible at all.

Before Mo Xu's head turned around, he heard someone calling his name.

"The third game begins, No. 3 Mo Xu, No. 26 Xue Musen." Lin Ye's deep voice sounded, and Mo Xu appeared on the stage in a daze.

Mo Xu shook his head and looked at the simply enclosed ring. Seeing that a teenager with his arm was injured and walked out, he couldn't help worrying: "I haven't seen it yet. The second game is over?"

This is too fast...

Mo Xu looked at Xue Musen, who was 20 meters away from the opposite side. He looked dull and really answered his name, Musen Musen. The whole person was made of wood.

"Brother Mo, although your talent is very poor, you are the only one. I think you must be very good at actual combat." After the two approached, Xue Musen punched Mo Xu and said in a dull voice: "I just hope your men will be merciful when you fight and let me lose. Thank you."

Mo Xu has a big head. Is he going to let him or not?

With the referee Lin Ye around, a total of 30 people stared at him, and Mo Xu felt uncomfortable.

The trial competition is held only once a year. Mo Xu is the only one sent by Yunyan City. This glory is simply too great. The whole crown is on Mo Xu's own head, and Mo Xu is overwhelmed with unspeakable pain. Every time Mo Xu appeared, there would be countless eyes of envy, jealousy, expectation and waiting for him to make a fool of himself.

"The third-level low-level talent, no matter how hard he tries, he is almost a waste. Is he the guy you call the terrible combat effectiveness?"

"This is an anecdote! Such a talent can come to this point, which is simply bad luck!"

"That's it! Is the owner of Yunyan City crazy? How dare you give such a precious place to a waste."

"Hey... I can flatten him with one hand!"

The slightly sarcastic comments clearly reached Mox's ears, but he didn't pay much attention to this cynicism.

From the first day Mo Xu was selected into Fengjiangmen, his comments have never been interrupted. Although Mo Xu is used to it, there is always a group of flies flying around his ears, which is also annoying...

If he is Superman, he will not hesitate to beat them to death with flies! Hit them in the face without hesitation!

The black-faced Lin Ye looked at Mo Xu strangely, and his heart became more and more eager to see the performance of this unique genius.

"Start." With Lin Ye's order, the battle was imminent. Like the previous two games, the opponent attacked quickly. Xue Musen swooped over. When he was three meters away from Mo Xu, his right fist covered with a faint layer of vitality and hit Mo Xu's head.

hostility hit Mo Xu's whole body in an instant, and a buzzing sound came from his mind: "Entering the battle mode, the turntable of fate has been opened."

Mo Xu did not hesitate to fluctuate the pointer of the fate turntable... Da Da Da, the pointer rotated quickly, and then gradually slowed down, just like playing a lottery in the last life.

"Yuanqi wave, Yuanqi wave!" Mo Xu saw that the pointer was turning slower and slower and turned to the vitality wave. He was very excited. But before he was too happy, the pointer suddenly waved and fell back, pointing to a shining boot.

"Congratulations, get the meteor step reward, and the acceleration effect lasts for half a minute." The mechanical sound sounded in his mind, and Mo Xu immediately felt that his feet were light, and the meteor step had been added to his body.

Xue Musen punched Mo Xu in the head, but this punch did not seem to be domineering and should only use 60% of his strength. On the one hand, it is to test Mo Xu's strength, and on the other hand, he can quickly close his fist when a mutation occurs.

Mo Xu did not resist, and his right foot suddenly kicked on the ground. He instantly leaped three or four meters away, dodged Xue Musen's attack, and then his feet struggled to step up and instantly pulled away more than ten meters away from Xue Musen.

"Brother Mo's speed is so fast." Xue Musen punched him and immediately turned to attack Mo Xu.

Mo Xu stared at Xue Musen fiercely. When Xue Musen ran closer, he kicked on the ground and ran out again. But Mo Xu was also very unhappy: "What's the use of meteor steps? You can run for only half a minute. After half a minute, I won't die."

"Brother Mo, please don't run away." Xue Musen was a little tired of chasing, so he could only say it loudly.

"If I don't run, will you stand and let you fight?" Mo Xu muttered in his heart, ignored Xue Musen's words and ran directly.

Seeing this, the people who had already watched the play began to sarcasticly: "Is this running away or fighting? Waste is waste. If you have poor talent, don't come here to be ashamed!"

"It's shameless and a waste of places."

Ningsonghe is very arrogant. He has been called a genius by everyone since he was a child. He likes to flatter his opponents who are more beautiful and powerful than him one by one. First, he was selected by the city owner and then selected by Fengjiangmen. He thought he was excellent, but at the first time he arrived at Fengjiangmen, he found that there was a person more dazzling than him... That was Mo Xu.

So, all he has to do is to step on Mo Xu fiercely! Now, seeing Mo Xu make a fool of himself, Ning Songhe naturally hummed, "I don't have the ability to fight, but the escape is first-class and cowardly. I'm afraid I can't even make it to the final. How can such a person be my opponent?

So you chased me for half a minute. Mo Xu's running feet suddenly stagnated, and a voice came to his mind: "The meteor step bonus time has arrived, and there are still 90 seconds to shake the fate wheel. Please wait."

"Wait, wait, wait for your sister!" Hearing the sound of the fate wheel, Mo Xu couldn't help cursing and was punched to death.

Xue Musen stopped, and everyone, including the onlookers, looked at Mo Xu. They didn't understand what your sister was drinking in his mouth. Xue Musen asked blankly, "Brother Mo, what's wrong with you?"

"No, it's okay!" Mo Xu smiled and stood still and began to do various movements such as shaking his hands and legballing. He said slowly, "After running for so long, my body blood has just boiled, and I have to move my muscles and bones, otherwise I can't exert my strength."

"Oh, so that's it. Xue Musen is willing to wait." Xue Musen smiled and then stood there without moving.

The onlookers were stunned: "Mo Xu, this waste, is obviously procrastinating time, but is Xue Musen also a fool?"

"FUCK, this game is too stupid. I really didn't watch it. I won't watch it!"

Xue Musen scratched his head stupidly, not knowing whether to listen to others or continue to abide by his promise. After thinking about it, Xue Musen still decided to continue to wait. His master had taught him that he must keep his promise.

Mo Xu's heart is already beautiful at this moment. This girl is too easy to fool, but since he is willing to believe it, he can wait. As for the onlookers, don't care about them!

The countdown to the fate wheel passed second by second... After half a minute of activity, Mo Xu simply raised his head and walked around without blushing. Anyway, he could not see the eyes of the onlookers. Mo Xu did not have any psychological pressure.

The onlooker began to whisper again. Is he procrastinating? What is he procrastinating for?

Lin Ye's eyebrows beat slightly. Can this kind of battle of honor and future in a lifetime still wait? It's ridiculous. But one is willing to wait, the other is willing to endure, what can he do?

Listening to everyone's comments, Xue Musen's face was a little hung up. He couldn't help asking, "Brother Mo, are you all right?"

"There are 20 seconds left, don't worry." Mo Xu said unhurryly, but his heart was burned. Countdown by second.

Suddenly, "Di, please dial the fate turntable..." A familiar voice sounded in his mind. Mo Xu immediately touched it again and kept praying in his heart: fate turntable, turntable, don't fool people, give a little effect bonus.

"Dad Da..." The fate wheel kept turning, the speed was getting slower and slower, and the pointer pointed to the shiny shoes.

Fuck dad, cheat dad, damn it! Mo Xu scolded in his heart.

It is estimated that the sky opened his eyes, and the pointer actually swinged again, turned to the pattern showing the two-headed muscles, and then suddenly made a mechanical sound: "Congratulations, get the strong body bonus, and the strong body effect lasts for half a minute."

How strong is it? Mo Xu muttered in his heart. After the sound was over, he instantly felt that his whole body muscles were full of strength.

With a slight clenching of his fist, Mo Xu looked down. The biceps, which was originally invisible, is now bigger and stronger than that of previous bodybuilders...

"I don't know if it has any effect." Mo Xu muttered in his heart, stopped walking, and looked up at Xue Musen.

"Brother Mo, are you all right?" Xue Musen asked with his hands.

"All right."

There was another discussion off the court: "Do you think this waste will surrender halfway?"

"Hey, if it's a mule or a horse, you'll know right away."

As soon as Mo Xu finished speaking, Xue Musen immediately rushed up and kicked Mo Xu's soft ribs with vitality.

Mo Xu raised his hand directly, and the sound of muscle handover sounded.

After the handover, Xue Musen suddenly staggered back a few steps with one leg and barely stabilized his body, while his kicking foot became red because the anti-shock was too strong.

In contrast, Mo Xu, like rooting in a tree, is motionless and can even move his arm at will, as if he has not been injured at all.

Mo Xu looked at Xue Musen with gratitude and muttered to himself: No, it's useless to show mercy like this?

Xue Musen stared at Mo Xu again, jumped over, and punched Mo Xu in the chest.

"Brush Fist!" When his fist was about to reach Mo Xu's chest, his fist suddenly lit up with pure blue light.

Martial arts are divided into seven levels: red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, the highest level of red and the lowest level of purple. Although the blue-level martial arts are low-level, it is really good for a 20-year-old teenager to perform.

This punch was extremely fast and with vitality. Before Mo Xu could see it clearly, he felt that his fist hit his chest.

But... it's too light, just like tickling.

Xue Musen immediately stop and looked at Mo Xu with shock: "Brother Mo, what skills have you practiced? It's so powerful that my hands hurt."

"I'd like to thank you for your effortless." Mo Xu smiled.

"Brother Mo, please don't insult me like this." Xue Musen's face changed. Just now, he used all his strength and the best martial arts, but Mo Xu thanked him for not working hard. Isn't he laughing at him for being too weak?

As if provoked by Mo Xu's words, Xue Musen jumped up again and hit Mo Xu on the head.

Mo Xu raised his hand slightly and immediately pinched Xue Musen's wrist with his right hand. Xue Musen's face changed greatly and he couldn't break free even if he struggled hard. Mo Xu thought he was teasing and looked at him jokingly: "Don't do this, I really didn't work hard..."

"You!" Xue Musen felt insulted and clenched his left hand to hit Mo Xu.

Mo Xu was shocked, and his right arm suddenly pushed hard... With a bang, Xue Musen flew directly more than ten meters away like a balloon, and then fell to the ground heavily.

At this time, Mo Xu looked at his hands in disbelief: "Am I so strong?"

This strong effect is amazing.

The onlookers were in an uproar...

Ningsonghe, who stood on the periphery and watched, looked shocked: "What a powerful force, stronger than me!"

"Two minutes of energy, is it just brewing power? This should be a youth-level skill, which is worthy of being a unique genius. Although his talent is so poor, his actual combat ability is... Genius. If he doesn't do it, he will be shocked. Lin Ye, who was very dissatisfied just now, has changed his eyes when he looks at Mo Xu.

"In the third game, Mo Xusheng." Black-faced Lin Ye announced this result without applause, and some still just looked at Mo Xu's jealous and angry eyes. They wanted to see Mo Xu make a fool of himself, but they saw his worst side. Everyone mocked Mo Xu's face was ugly, as if he had eaten shit.

Mo Xu was also happy when he heard the result. Just now, he was still thinking about whether he could shoot them to death, but in a blink of an eye, he immediately made them shut up. Seeing their spleen expressions, Mo Xu realized for the first time that the feeling of slapping in the face was so pleasant!

Involutated by childlike innocence, he learned from Ningsonghe and glanced at everyone with his eyes... and then walked off the stage with entanglement.

Ningsonghe trembled all over, his lips trembled, clenched his fists, and looked at Mo Xu angrily: "He glanced at me, but his eyes kept on me for a moment. Am I so unbearable in his eyes! Damn..."

"Mo Xu, I will definitely defeat you in public and see how long you can be!"