"Just tell me what you think of my poem?" Gu Yan blinked at Mo Jiuyou.
"It's not bad, I have 30% of my skills." Mo Jiuyou tilted his head and held out three fingers.
In fact, she wanted to say that Gu Yan's poems were amazing masterpieces, but when she thought of the other party's arrogant look just now, she immediately swallowed the words that were on her lips.
"If you still praise Gu Gu, why don't you raise your butt to the sky and humiliate yourself severely?" This was the thought in Mo Jiuyou's mind.
Looking at Mo Jiuyou's somewhat unhappy eyes, Gu Yan realized that the other party was not telling the truth. He was probably angry because of what he just said.
"Oh, can I only achieve 30% of your skill? I don't know how strong His Highness is really. Why don't you write a poem immediately for your subordinates to see." Gu Yan held his chin in his hand and stared at Mo Jiuyou in a joking manner. Small Eyes.
"me…"
Looking at the other party's teasing eyes, Mo Jiuyou's little face suddenly turned red and he turned his head away.
It's really embarrassing to be exposed for lying...
"Well, I'm not in a good state right now, so I won't write poetry for the time being." Mo Jiuyou explained.
"Okay, let's just take it as what you said."
Gu Yan nodded, but did not completely expose the other party.
"Well, please step back, I want to have a good rest..." Mo Jiuyou turned his body sideways, leaving Gu Yan with his back.
"No." Gu Yan appeared on the stool on the other side of the bed and winked at Mo Jiuyou.
"Tomorrow is the finals, and I have to tell you something."
…
The next morning.
Gu Yan and Mo Jiuyou rode in the same carriage towards the center of the Demon City - the Etian Duel Ground.
The carriage the two of them were sitting in was also somewhat similar to the ancient carriage. The only difference was that the horses were lifeless ghost horses, and the wood of the carriage was also dark green, which was particularly weird.
Entering the duel arena, the audience cheered loudly from the high platform.
This is a building similar to a Roman duel, with the audience sitting on a high platform.
Gu Yan followed Mo Jiuyou to a specific position and sat down.
They are participants, and they sit on the first step with the best view to watch the competition.
There are 64 contestants, 64 goes into 32, and then 32 goes into 16, until the winner is determined.
Everyone only plays one game a day, and if they are lucky, they can play six games to compete for the championship.
"Quiet, quiet!"
On the high platform of the bustling duel arena, the host's majestic voice rang out, carrying the pressure of a powerful Immortal Saint, which immediately suppressed all the voices in the arena.
"The rules of the competition are as follows: 1: No cheating..."
After emphasizing the precautions, the host spoke again: "The competition adopts a lottery system. I will randomly select two from the 64 tags with names engraved on them. The competition is absolutely fair and impartial."
"The rules have been announced."
After saying that, the host reached out and grabbed a label, looked at the name engraved on it and announced loudly: "Mo Gu Ya, the early stage of Daluo Golden Immortal!"
The man who was called jumped up, turned around 360 degrees and landed accurately on the duel field, causing the whole place to burst into cheers.
"Don't envy me, I'm just a legend!" Mo Guya shook his flowing hair and blew kisses to the audience one after another.
"Goddess, so handsome!"
One of Mo Guya's companions joked.
"quiet!"
The host grabbed another tag and loudly announced the name on it: "Mo Zhenren, the pinnacle of Da Luo Jin Wonderland!"
As soon as these words came out, earth-shattering shouts suddenly erupted in the stadium.
Who is Mo Zhenren? But he is the most famous genius among the freshmen in this demon world.
Mo Guya, who was still showing off, turned into the color of bitter melon after hearing the name of Master Mo, and the elixir he was about to put into his mouth stopped abruptly.
Damn…
Among the 63 people, this evil star happened to happen!
Mo Gu Ya wanted to scold her very much at this moment. If he had known he had just appeared, he would not have been so pretentious. How handsome he pretended to be just now would be so miserable now...
Sure enough, Mo Zhenren clenched his fists after walking onto the duel field: "Boy, I think you are quite good at pretending. You even shook your hair and blew a kiss to express your love.
I will beat your shit out later and let the audience see the huge difference in your image, Jie Jie Jie..."
Mo Zhenren was robbed of his wife and was badly damaged by Gu Yan.
He was worried that he had no place to vent, but he didn't expect that the kid in front of him would jump out and show off in front of him. Didn't this give him a reason to beat people hard?
The punching bag that comes to your door is not in vain.
"Really...Brother Zhenren, hehe, this is all a misunderstanding..."
Mo Guya quickly wiped his hands with a smile and stuffed the elixir back into his pocket. Well... we can't waste it.
Mo Zhenren did not pay attention to the other party at all, but raised his head and looked at the host: "Can we start?"
The host was stunned for a moment, then nodded, now that both parties were ready: "Start!"
The host shoots a green ray into the sky to announce the start of the game.
"Wait...I'm not ready yet!" Mo Guya said loudly, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.
The host frowned: "You're not ready. Why are you so anxious to get on stage?"
"Brother Gu Ya is just trying to show off and look cool~"
Mo Gu Ya's bad friend in the audience said this, which immediately made the whole audience burst into laughter.
"Brother, I admit defeat, can you please stop beating the shit out of me..." Mo Guya wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and begged to Mo Zhenren.
Mo Zhenren has always been a man of his own words. He doesn't like to joke. If he says he'll do shit, he'll really do it.
Mo Guya was very nervous. If someone beat him to the shit, he would not be able to survive in the demon world...
"No." Mo Zhenren shook his head jokingly.
After hearing this, Mo Gu Ya suddenly started to break into a cold sweat all over his body.
"Are you sweating profusely, brother?"
Mo Zhenren began to swing his body at a very fast speed, so fast that Mo Gu Ya's legs trembled in fear.
"I surrender!" Mo Guya exclaimed, turning around and running out of the field without hesitation.
But in the next second, a fist quickly zoomed in front of his eyes, and then he was knocked to the ground.
Mo Zhenren sat directly on Mo Gu Ya's body, waving his fists and hitting the opponent's face like a meteor shower, just like when Gu Yan hit him...
Looking at the other party's bloody face, Mo Zhenren felt particularly happy, as if he had seen himself who had been beaten...
Because I have been exposed to rain, I also want to let others experience the feeling of being exposed to rain.
Since he couldn't defeat Gu Yan, he would transfer this hatred to others.
Just treat Mo Gu Ya as Gu Yan and beat him up.
