Arena No. 12 is now crowded with people and crowded!

The audience was crowded with people, Qin Lang, the three brothers of Jingri, and other well-known figures from the Chinese game world, including reporters, live broadcasts, and people joining in the fun.

There are so many people coming because they are very interested in the mysterious master who defeated the war! Therefore, they all want to see the mysterious master!

12 o'clock was approaching, Zhan appeared a few minutes earlier, and slowly walked onto the ring. Standing on the ring, Zhan closed his eyes, motionless like a statue, waiting quietly...

Time passes, 12 o'clock is coming!

"No one shows up, why is that mysterious master not coming?"

"I don't think there are any mysterious masters at all! The only one who can defeat the battle is Desperate!"

"Are you saying that the war is lying to others?!"

"I think that's it!"

When 12 o'clock arrived, no one appeared in the venue, and the audience couldn't help but make noise! ​​Many people quarreled over whether there were mysterious masters.

Amid the noise, two people wearing black cloaks walked out in the entrance hall.

The silence in the arena was instantly silent, and the discussion became even more intense!

...

Mo Xuan walked into the venue and suddenly felt countless eyes focused on him, and many discussions came into his ears. He had already made up his mind before coming, but Mo Xuan couldn't help but become nervous at this moment!

Mo Xuan didn't dare to turn his head and see how many people were in the audience, so he could only concentrate on walking step by step...

Step by step, it was so heavy! Those eyes were like shackles on oneself, and the chaotic discussions were like the noisiest noise in the world, with unknown meaning and unbearable!

Slowly walking under the arena, Bai Jiu stopped, and Mo Xuan couldn't help but stop.

He turned his head and looked at Bai Jiu, took a deep breath, and Mo Xuan climbed up the steps step by step and stepped onto the ring. Suddenly, Mo Xuan felt that his eyes were doubled in his focus!

In a trance, Mo Xuan understood that he had stepped onto the ring and had no way out! He could only move forward all the way! After he understood that he had no way out, the tension in Mo Xuan's heart surged! His whole body was stiff and his mind was blank!

Step by step towards standing there and watching his battle. Every step he took and every step closer to the battle, the closer he got to the beginning... The fear in Mo Xuan's heart was slowly growing!

What if they lose?! How will they laugh at themselves! Why should I come? Everyone has things they are not good at. I know that I am afraid of places with a lot of people, so why should I come?? I am so stupid. I don’t even know how simple it is to play to my strengths and avoid my weaknesses. If I go back now...

With the birth of fear in his heart, Mo Xuan couldn't help but escape from reality and immersed himself in his thoughts. He persuaded himself to turn around and run away, and he didn't want to persuade him to run away...

"ah!"

Mo Xuan, immersed in his thoughts, stepped on the cloak accidentally, and directly slapped his back and fell on the ring with a "snap".

"Hahaha!"

A harsh laugh broke out on the ring, and the laughter pierced into Mo Xuan's heart like needles, heart-wrenching! It made Mo Xuan fall to the ground and never get up again!

"Don't be nervous, come on!"

An ethereal and cold voice sounded, dispersing the laughter and breaking into Mo Xuan's ears.

The moment the sound broke into his ears, it instantly dispelled the shadow in Mo Xuan's heart! Mo Xuan felt that those laughters became dispensable; those that bound their sight like chains, shattered! It became indifferent!

Ah~ I'm really useless!

Mo Xuan got up from the ground.

Let Bai shout like that and cheer for himself! In front of so many people, shouting like that...Don't Bai feel shy?

Mo Xuan couldn't help but turn around and look at Bai Jiu standing under the ring.

Ah! Wearing a cloak and wearing a mask, I can’t see my expression... What a pity! With Bai’s restrained personality, his face should be red now! It’s a pity that I can’t see Bai’s shy expression!

A look of regret appeared on Mo Xuan's face under the mask, and nonsensical thoughts began to appear in his mind. At the same time, he raised his arm and waved to Bai Jiu, indicating that he was fine, and then turned around to face the battle again!

My heart is as calm as water! My current condition is so good that I can't be better! Those noises can no longer interfere with me.

The fear in his heart dissipated. Mo Xuan swept around and couldn't help but observe carefully curiously in the audience. Is there many people in the audience?

Are you no longer afraid of the crowd? Am I growing up? No, I just am no longer lonely! It feels great to have someone to support me!

Speaking of which, why am I afraid of places with a lot of people? Well, it doesn’t matter what happens like this now! Because I am no longer afraid! I will no longer be afraid! As long as there is nothing in the world...

Sure enough, isn’t I suitable to be a lone hero?! The idea of ​​wanting to live strong alone is really ridiculous! Is what I want to be recognized by others? It doesn’t feel very similar!

I have grown up if I can make this friend Bai! Oh no, Bai is my childhood sweetheart. Am I considered to be a good fortune?

"Haha!" As he thought about it, Mo Xuan couldn't help but be amused by his thoughts and couldn't help laughing!

"Hahaha! Don't think about it! Don't think about it! Let's do the main business first!"

Mo Xuan started to move forward and walked forward.

As Mo Xuan approached, Zhan suddenly felt an invisible feeling, as if he had seen through him, and at the same time, a faint pressure enveloped him! Zhan couldn't help but tremble with excitement. Zhan knew that the powerful him was coming! Although he was wearing a mask and covered his cloak, this sense of oppression would definitely not be wrong!

"This feeling of oppression! You are here, strong!"

He murmured excitedly, Zhan felt every cell of his body cheering and jumping! Looking at the figure slowly coming towards him step by step... Zhan can't wait!

At a distance of seven or eight meters from Zhan, Mo Xuan stopped and said, "We're meeting again!"

"I won't be defeated this time!" Zhan directly drew his sword and took a preparatory posture.

"Can't wait? What a fighting maniac!" With a flash, a sword appeared out of thin air and was held in Mo Xuan's hand, "Then let's start."

The fighting spirit in Zhan's heart had already burned. When he heard Mo Xuan's words, Zhan couldn't wait to move instantly. Zhan leaned forward like a cheetah. He almost blinked his eyes and appeared in front of Mo Xuan, slashing straight in front of him.

Mo Xuan held the sword in one hand and raised the sword to block it.

"Clam!"

Wow! The power is much greater than mine! Mo Xuan felt the huge force coming from his hand, took a step back slightly, and easily removed the huge force.

"Drink!" Zhan Bao shouted, holding the sword in both hands, and continuing to attack. The sword in his hand was swung into a afterimage by Zhan, and more than a dozen swords were swung in just one second!

"Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding..."

The dozen swords attacked from different directions and angles were easily blocked by Mo Xuan holding the sword in one hand, but in order to remove the impact, Mo Xuan took a few steps back.

Mo Xuan and Zhan started a close-killing battle, and the sound of swords and swords colliding constantly sounded, and there were more than a dozen confrontations every second! The people in the audience were dazzled!

"Okay, so awesome!"

"Eyes can't keep up..."

"Is this something humans can do?!"

From the moment Mo Xuan confronted Zhan, the audience became silent. Everyone was attracted by the dazzling offensive and defensive battles on the ring, and was stunned! They could only subconsciously make a few words of praise.

"Who is this person?!" Niming looked at the offensive and defensive battle that he could not keep up with in the ring, and looked solemn! The close-range battle strength of the battle has been recognized by all Chinese people! Basically, no one can go through several rounds with the battle of the close-range battle!

However, this person who seemed to emerge out of thin air was evenly matched in close combat. How could it be?!

A sense of crisis arose in Niming's heart! At the same time, Niming complained in his heart:

Why do others have to travel through time for at least five or six years, but I have only worn it for one year? Really! I can't wear it for a few more years! I'm not sure how many things are now!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!