Mo Ran's face turned dark immediately. Knowing that these descendants of the Wuhou family were in the same group as Ye Congwen, they naturally turned towards Murong Lian. If you quarrel with them, aren't you asking for trouble?
He replied coldly:
"Murong Lian, if you want to beat me with your words, then there is no need for this competition. I, Mo Ran, really can't quarrel with you."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are really good at talking. Miss Murong has been waiting for you in the ring for a long time. If you don't dare to go up, then just admit defeat. Is it useful to say so much?
No wonder Miss Murong looks down on you, a slobbery kid like you. You really can't do anything but spit slobber all day long! "
Zhen Yingjun led a group of disciples from the Wuhou family to ridicule Mo Ran, which made Mo Ran furious and said:
"Where did this country man come from? The grudges between the sons of our Lord Zhuguo have to be ignored by lowly people like you?
If you are tired of living, I will send you back to your hometown today! "
"Mo Ran, your opponent is me, Murong Lian. What kind of skill is it to threaten a junior fellow who is in the entry level of body shaping?"
Murong Lian reminded unhappily that this Mo Ran didn't have any bearing at all. He took the lead in talking dirty words, and when he said he couldn't win, he got angry and threatened the weak Zhen Yingjun. , which makes people feel contemptuous.
"What's wrong with me just threatening him? A brat who came out of the mountains and doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth. He dares to act wild in front of the children of Duke Zhuguo. If he doesn't teach him a lesson, will he turn against him in the future?"
Mo Ran said unscrupulously, pointed at Zhen Yingjun and shouted:
"You brat, if you kowtow to the young master three times today and tell me three times that I was wrong, grandpa, I will let you go, or I will make it impossible for you to leave the imperial capital!"
When the disciples of the Wuhou family saw that Mo Ran was so arrogant and domineering, and was ready to take lives, they immediately exploded. They all surrounded Zhen Yingjun with righteous indignation. As long as Mo Ran dared to take action, a melee was inevitable.
How could Zhen Yingjun be afraid of the threat of a bronze-skinned and iron-bodied young master from Zhuguo's mansion? I dare to challenge even the emperor and grandson of Beidi. Mo Ran is nothing. Not to mention Deputy Commander Ye's intervention, as long as Captain Yu lends a helping hand, he will It’s not right to kneel down and beg for mercy! Did Ye Congwen and Yu Yueyue overslept while hugging each other?
It's already noon and I still haven't gotten up. No wonder Mo Ran dared to say harsh words to me! This guy is also a little naughty guy. He knows that my backer is not here, so he dares to sit on my head and threaten me.
It is tolerable, but what is unbearable! Zhen Yingjun tightly grasped the children of the Wuhou family on the left and right with both hands, and shouted angrily:
"Don't catch me. No one has died since ancient times. The worst is that I, Zhen Yingjun, have left my life here. Just one person dares to threaten the thousands of descendants of our 800 Wuhou Family Alliance. If I don't fight, in the future we will Does the Wuhou Family Alliance still have the dignity to survive in the imperial capital?"
The two people who were tightly held by Zhen Yingjun thought at first that Zhen Yingjun was just too excited and held on to them with excessive force. Later, I felt that the strength of his hand was getting stronger and stronger, and then I realized that it might be the first time for this kid to fight against a master of the copper-skinned and iron-bone realm, and his hands and feet were moving wildly due to excessive excitement and had nowhere to go.
The two of them knew that Zhen Yingjun was a martial arts fanatic, and they only wanted to find someone to compete in martial arts with. Now that there was a golden opportunity in front of him, how could they not let him get what he wanted?
They exchanged glances with each other, and immediately helped Zhen Yingjun walk towards Mo Ran, shouting loudly:
"Are we, the children of the Wuhou family, afraid of you? We have two shoulders and one head. We won't take advantage of you. If we have the ability, we will fight one on one!" "Okay, you have the guts! If you win alone, I, I will give you the place to practice in the Chaos Hall!"
Mo Ran smiled instead of being angry. He looked down on this clown. Since you dare to die, I will help you!
"I hope you keep your word!"
When the two disciples of the Wuhou family saw that Mo Ran actually bet his place in the Chaos Hall, they suddenly felt that even if Zhen Yingjun was beaten to death by him, it would still be worth it!
He didn't notice Zhen Yingjun's subtle expression and rushed forward with Zhen Yingjun in his arms.
"I, the son of the Duke of Zhuguo, have made it as true as a mountain, do you think it's you fellow countrymen who keep saying things over and over again but don't believe me?
Elder Chihuo is also listening here. Even if I, Mo Ran, have a hundred courages, I would not dare to go back on my word in front of his old man. "
Mo Ran said emphatically that if he could not defeat a disciple of the Wuhou family who was in the entry level of body shaping and shaping alone, then how could he enter the Chaos Hall to practice?
Elder Chihuo stared at Zhen Yingjun, and then solemnly reminded:
"Zhen Yingjun only has the strength of level six body shaping and entry level. It is against the rules of the competition to cross two levels to challenge an entry level master with bronze skin and iron bones at level ten."
"The elder's words are serious. As the saying goes, an army can be easily commanded, but an ordinary man cannot win his will. Mr. Zhen challenged me to maintain the dignity of the Wuhou Family Alliance. If I don't accept it, wouldn't I look down on their entire Wuhou Family Alliance?
Just like if someone insults the reputation of our Zhuguo Dukefu Alliance, even if he is a master of the half-step Soul Refining Mage realm, even if I, Mo Ran, know that I am defeated, I will move forward without hesitation and rush forward to duel him! "
As Mo Ran spoke, he looked at Zhen Yingjun with a smile, as if looking forward to seeing a little lamb.
Zhen Yingjun was slandering and had already greeted Mo Ran's elders several times in his heart. But if he went back on his word at this time, wouldn't he bring shame on the entire Wuhou Family Alliance?
You must know that this so-called Wuhou Family Alliance was created by himself. If the leader gives in, how can he compete with the reclusive sect of Duke Zhuguo in the future?
There is no other way but to bite the bullet. The most you can do is to seriously injure yourself. How can it be so easy to die? There is also a guard team of 100 people in the square!
Zhen Yingjun took a deep breath and was about to jump onto the ring when suddenly a tall figure seemed to come out of the air. He was so frightened that Zhen Yingjun shouted loudly:
"Ghost!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he took the opportunity to turn around and run back.
The other two people were also frightened by this man and took three steps back. When they saw that they were acquaintances, they immediately shouted affectionately:
"Vice Commander Ye Congwen! Why are you here?"
When Murong Lian heard the words Ye Congwen, her tense nerves suddenly became clear. Evil people will be punished by evil people. No matter how cunning, mean, arrogant and domineering Mo Ran is, if he falls into Ye Congwen's hands, he will probably lose his skin even if he doesn't die.
"Vice Commander Ye, you are finally here!"
Zhen Yingjun cried with joy. Without waiting for Ye Congwen's reply, he immediately complained:
"Just now, Mo Ran, the young master of Duke Zhu's Palace, forced me to compete with him in martial arts, and he also spoke rudely to you, saying that you, a shady country boy, dared to pursue the idea of the most beautiful woman in Duke Zhu's Palace. In order to protect Duke Zhu's Palace, Dignity, he decided to cross the line and challenge you."
When Mo Ran saw Ye Congwen suddenly coming to the competition square, he was already uneasy. When he heard Zhen Yingjun talking nonsense here, he felt even more frightened, and he immediately retorted:
"What nonsense are you talking about, Zhen? When did I challenge Ye Congwen?"
"Ouch! Don't you dare to do it? Didn't you just insult the reputation of the Duke of Zhuguo? Even if he is a master of the half-step soul refining mage realm, you will rush forward to fight with him without hesitation?
Ye Congwen is here now, so hurry up! "
Now that Zhen Yingjun's backer has arrived, he is naturally not afraid of anyone and jumps out to question him again.
"I, I was talking about someone who insulted the reputation of the Zhuguo Dukefu Alliance. He didn't mess with us. Why should I challenge him?"
Mo Ran answered bravely, "If nothing else, Ye Congwen's magical power of teleportation. Once he was restrained by him, he could instantly move people to the barren mountains and wild ridges. Wasn't he the one who had the final say on whether to fight or kill at that time?"
"Didn't you just say that the Demon Hunting Guard killed Duke Liang, and you and Nangong Feifei wanted to avenge Duke Liang's mansion?
The apprentice of the Demon King, the future young master of the Demon Hunting Guard is right in front of you, why are you still hesitating? "
Murong Lian said lightly, "What a lucky disaster?" She looked at Mo Ran and Nangong Feifei with joy. When these two guys made things difficult for her, they tried to avenge Liang Guogong. By the way, now it's time to fulfill the promise, and I want to see if the two of them are consistent with their words and deeds.
Mo Ran turned pale and turned to look at Nangong Feifei to see if she had any good ideas.
Although Nangong Feifei gritted her teeth with hatred for Ye Congwen, she also knew that the gap between them was too big. This guy's cultivation speed was too fast. In the entire genius event, only Xuanyuan Fengling Buddha and other five people could tie with him.
He and Mo Ran had no chance of winning together. After much deliberation, they had no choice but to pull out the Xuanyuan Wind Chime as a shield:
"Murong Lian, don't think that you are the only one who has help. Mo Ran is the empress' great-great-grandson. If you want to instruct Ye Congwen to take his life, will Princess Fengling stand by and let Ye Congwen do whatever he wants?
There is a conflict between you and Mo Ran. If you have the ability, resolve it yourself. How can you be a hero if you rely on a man to help you? "
"You're right, that was my original plan, but some people are messing around here relying on someone's backing. What can I do?
Murong Lian, do you still dare to challenge me? "
Mo Ran jumped onto the stage and, using his eloquence, put all the responsibility on Murong Lian.
"let's start!"
Murong Lian didn't want to waste time with someone like Mo Ran, so she raised her hand and condensed a lotus energy seal. Three leaves and three flowers were suspended upside down and struck out, like a hot wheel, rumbling towards Mo Ran.
Mo Ran concentrated and held his breath, turned his hands into snakes, spit out letters from both ends, and pecked the lotus leaves and petals. His tongue collided with the hot wheel, and sparks suddenly flew everywhere.
Mo Ran said proudly:
"Let you see Mo Jiao double-click!"
Murong Lian saw that Mo Ran's snakehead specifically targeted the intersection of three leaves and three flowers to attack, obviously wanting to disintegrate her lotus energy seal.
Once he succeeds, won't his unique skills be completely destroyed by him?
"You just blocked one move and you got carried away. Let me see if you can be attacked by three lotuses at the same time!"
Murong Lian snorted coldly, and her left and right hands condensed the lotus energy seals of one leaf and one flower and two leaves and two flowers respectively, and rushed toward the two snake heads like wind and lingering clouds.
