"Does Master Gu Yan want me to lose to Sister Jiuyou on purpose?" Mo Zhenren asked.
"No, I lost by accident." Gu Yan corrected.
Mo Zhenren:......
"Actually... Master Gu Yan, even if you don't bring it up, I will let Sister Jiuyou win against me."
"I am willing to give this championship to her because I love Sister Jiuyou." Mo Zhenren said affectionately.
Gu Yan was stunned for a moment, then nodded affirmatively: "You don't have to get it to truly love someone. This million-year-old ambergris should be considered as compensation for you."
Gu Yan took out a green grass with red fruits from the spiritual ring and handed it to the other party.
There are various thorns on the grass, and the overall shape is somewhat like a dragon.
"I don't need it, this is of my own free will." Mo Zhenren shook his head and pushed Gu Yan's hand away.
"You have to know that Mo Jiuyou is my woman, and you don't need to be nice to her."
Gu Yan threw the spiritual grass in his hand on the table very domineeringly, and disappeared from the place before the other party could react.
One thing comes to another, Gu Yan doesn't want Mo Jiuyou to owe too many favors.
Mo Zhenren looked at the ambergris on the table and was stunned for a while. After a long time, he slowly sighed and put the ambergris into his spiritual ring.
"A million-year-old spiritual grass...I really don't know how you got it..."
"I hope you can be kind to Jiuyou... If Jiuyou follows you, she will live a better life." Mo Zhenren raised his head and murmured.
…
Mo Jiuyou also won the next few games without any suspense, and came to the finals where he and Mo Zhenren won the championship.
The loudest cheers on the field were for Mo Zhenren.
Because in their opinion, even if Mo Jiuyou has the ability to fight across levels, it is impossible to defeat Mo Zhenren, who is Daluo Jinxian, because Mo Zhenren's talent is not inferior to Mo Jiuyou, and he also has the ability to fight across levels. , so the advantages are offset.
Gu Yan is now sitting at the VIP table with the parents of Mo Dongwang and Mo Zhenren, and they are talking a lot.
"Brother...Gu Yan, who do you think will win?" Gu Xiuyue looked at Gu Yan sitting next to him and asked.
"Hmm... It should be my His Highness." Gu Yan thought for a while and said.
Mo Zhenxian, who was sitting on the other side of Gu Xiuyue, stuck out his head and said in a strange tone: "Uh, Gu Yan, who do you think will win?"
Gu Yan:......
Gu Xiuyue:......
She cleared her throat awkwardly: "Ahem..."
Then he turned his head and stared at Mo Zhenxian angrily, and directly grabbed his ears and pulled him in front of him: "Didn't I explain it clearly to you? He is my brother...'s apprentice, a person who is hundreds of thousands of years old. , you’re going to be jealous of him, right?”
"It hurts, it hurts!" Mo Zhenxian begged for mercy.
"Humph!" Gu Xiuyue snorted coldly and let go of the other person's ears.
"Hehe..." Looking at the other party's angry look, Mo Zhenxian rubbed his ears and giggled.
"You can still laugh?!"
Gu Xiuyue punched him with a gesture.
Just because the speed was very slow, the Demonic Immortal easily dodged it.
"No!" Mo Zhenxian patted his face and laughed.
Seeing this scene, Gu Xiuyue immediately became happy. She used her cultivation without reservation and slapped Mo Zhenxian in the face with a very fast speed.
"I've given you too much face, haven't I?!"
Mo Zhenxian covered her face and looked at Gu Xiuyue pitifully, like a little girl who had been bullied.
Gu Yan and Demon King looked at this scene and found it a bit funny.
"The relationship between Yuexian and his wife is really good." King Mo Dong sighed.
Gu Yan couldn't help but nodded.
Indeed, the relationship between ordinary men and women may begin to fade in a few months or a few years. If Gu Xiuyue and Mo Zhenxian can remain unchanged for hundreds of thousands of years, it is certain that they have true feelings. Yes.
In the playing field.
Mo Jiuyou was looking at Mo Zhenren with firm eyes, his face looked a little complicated.
"Competitors are both ready!"
As the host's voice rang out, everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at the host on the stage. Even the two Mozhen Immortal Gu Xiuyue who were fighting stopped one after another.
"start!"
The host shoots a bright light into the air.
Neither of them moved.
"Please attack me with all your strength."
After Mo Zhenren said those words calmly, he disappeared from the place. The next second, he appeared behind Mo Jiuyou and struck out with a palm. Mo Jiuyou couldn't react at all and was knocked back more than ten meters. Far.
However, because Mo Zhenren had restrained her strength, she did not suffer much damage, and she did not even cough up blood. There was just a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.
Mo Zhenren disappeared inside again, appeared in front of Mo Jiuyou and struck out with a palm, but this time she reacted and swung her sword to meet the blow.
Although the Immortal Emperor's magic weapon was used by Daluo Jinxian monk, its power was still very terrifying, leaving a shocking blood mark directly on Mo Zhenren's hand.
Mo Zhenren quickly distanced himself, lowered his head and stared at the bleeding hand, seemingly surprised, but his face was very calm, without any unnecessary expression.
"Shh~"
There was a burst of boos in the court.
"What's going on with this Demon Master? He can actually make such a low-level mistake, and let Demon Jiuyou hurt himself!"
"I heard from hearsay that they are childhood sweethearts. Maybe Mo Zhenxian wants Mo Jiuyou to win this game!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? We all said we were childhood sweethearts. If that's the case, why can't Mo Jiuyou let Mo Zhenren win?!"
The audience was buzzing with comments.
"Are you giving up to me on purpose?" Mo Jiuyou said coldly.
She felt that something was wrong here. With Mo Zhenren's strength, it was impossible for him to be hurt by using magic weapons.
"Haha...you're so sentimental."
Mo Zhenren glanced at Mo Jiuyou jokingly, lowered his head and looked at the black long knife slowly emerging from his hand, and said calmly:
"I just wanted to see if you could show me your true strength."
"Congratulations on getting my approval."
Mo Zhenren disappeared from the spot, and the next second he appeared at Mo Jiuyou's side and slashed with his sword.
Just when she was about to cut Mo Jiuyou's shoulder, she reacted in desperation and quickly put the sword under her shoulder to block Mo Zhenren's blade.
However, due to Mo Zhenren's relatively strong strength, Mo Jiuyou's own sword still left a deep blood mark under his shoulder.
Everyone felt relieved after seeing this scene. It seemed that the two of them had shown their true strength in the battle and had not cheated.
Mo Jiuyou gritted his teeth and used all his strength to break away from Mo Zhenren's blade, ducking several steps to distance himself.
He looked at the blood-red scar on his shoulder, then turned to look at Demon Master with firm eyes.
Although there is a huge gap in strength between her and her opponent, she will never give up in order to become the Demon Emperor!
