My F-level talent makes my classmates tremble

"The earth-shattering one hundred and eight moves of the Chrysanthemum Withering Fist, the first move - the chrysanthemum blooms!"

After Ling Xing reported the moves, he attacked Mo Chen.

Bang bang... bang bang... After a few fights, the two were inseparable.

"The earth-shattering one hundred and eight moves of the Chrysanthemum Withering Fist, the sixth move—the chrysanthemum blooms!"

After Ling Xing reported the move, it was another punch and kick operation.

……

Mo Chen felt so depressed, you can hit him whenever you want, is it necessary to report that disgusting move every time!

What a dick you are!

The most frustrating thing is not the registration form.

Although Ling Xing brags that this is some ancestral unique knowledge, judging from the situation of the fight, it is obviously nothing special.

But that's how it was, I actually had a close fight with him!

"The earth-shattering one hundred and eight moves of the Chrysanthemum Withering Fist No. 20 and the five moves - the fragrance of the chrysanthemums!"

"Earth-shattering one hundred and eight moves of Chrysanthemum Withering Fist No. 30 - Chrysanthemum Flying!"

"You are enough!"

Mo Chen couldn't help it, and shouted: "Hit it, hit it, can you stop reporting that disgusting move!"

Mo Chen was filled with chrysanthemums by Ling Xing...

"You...you dare to insult my ancestral unique knowledge!"

Ling Xing suppressed his laughter, and squeezed out a heart-wrenching expression: "I'll fight with you!"

"The earth-shattering one hundred and eight moves of the chrysanthemum withering boxing No. 20 and the five moves - the fragrance of chrysanthemums overflows!"

Clap... bang bang...

"Wait a minute!" Mo Chen suddenly stopped.

Ling Xing frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

Mo Chen pointed at Ling Xing and said angrily: "Isn't the No.20 five-form the fragrance of chrysanthemums? How come it becomes the fragrance of chrysanthemums?"

"Really?" Ling Xing asked Yuan Qi suspiciously: "I just said the earth-shattering 20th style of Chrysanthemum Withering Fist No. [-] and [-]th style - the scent of chrysanthemums overflowing?"

"It seems... yes." Yuan Qi was not too sure.

Ling Xing cupped his hands towards Mo Chen, and said sincerely: "Student Mo Chen is really hardworking, I didn't expect you to remember the names of my moves so clearly, I really admire it!"

"Thank you for correcting me, I appreciate you so much!"

Thanks shit!Ghosts want to remember!Mo Chen was speechless.

"Also, you are called Chrysanthemum Withering Fist, why do your moves have... Chrysanthemum Bloom, Chrysanthemum Bloom, these ghostly names!" Mo Chen complained by his real name.

"Student Mo Chen, are you very interested in our Wu family's unique technique, the [-]-style Chrysanthemum Withering Fist? If you are interested, we can have an in-depth exchange."

Ling Xing sent a sincere invitation for academic discussion.

"I want to talk to your sister! Who is interested in your shit withering fist!"

Mo Chen exploded, he felt that his mentality was about to collapse.

Who the hell is this guy!
The rhythm of the third game has been completely deviated by Ling Xing!
"Do you think this is a kind of psychological warfare?" Wang Jia asked An Yan beside him with a smile.

It was also the first time he met a player like Ling Xing.

"Uh..." An Yan thought for a while, and said, "You mean an 18-year-old fu candidate can still play psychological warfare?"

Wang Jia shook his head and said, "I don't believe it either, but you can see that Mo Chen is obviously different from his usual self."

An Yan pondered for a moment, then analyzed: "Mo Chen must have panicked. From the very beginning of the situation, he passively increased the price in exchange for a one-on-one condition."

"With his strength in close combat, it should be easy to win the opponent, but it has been more than 3 minutes, and Mo Chen has not gained the expected advantage."

"You mean, Mo Chen's anxiety stems from Wu Dalang's strength?" Wang Jia wondered.

An Yan chuckled, looked at Wang Jia meaningfully, and said, "Although Mo Chen is a twin talent, he has good potential. Maybe he is more useful in a team. But one-on-one..."

An Yan didn't finish his sentence.

Wang Jia nodded knowingly.

Indeed, Mo Chen's purification is very powerful and can play a key role in team battles.

But for one-on-one, Mo Chen's strengthening level is not high, only 45%.

In the face of ordinary Awakened, with his superb fighting skills, he can also take advantage.

But if you encounter an opponent with a higher degree of strengthening than him, it will be difficult to say the outcome.

Obviously, that Wu Dalang's strengthening level is not low.

So Mo Chen knew in his heart that no matter how proficient his fighting skills were and how rich his fighting experience was, he would not have an advantage in front of awakened ones who were stronger than him!

Seeing Ling Xing alive and well, Mo Chen really felt powerless.

He didn't hold back, it can be said that he has tried his best.

But there was still no way to knock down Ling Xing, and he didn't even take advantage of it.

At this time, the occupancy area lights up, and the battle enters the last 2 minutes.

Are you going to lose?Mo Chen suddenly felt an inexplicable panic in his heart.

He can't afford to lose!

As one of the direct descendants of the Mo family, he would never allow himself to lose to such a contestant, dishonoring the Mo family's reputation!
What's worse, if it spreads to Mo's family, other members of the same generation in the family will definitely take the opportunity to insult him and laugh at him.

Then he would not be able to hold his head up in Mo's house and would be reduced to a laughing stock.

Mo Chen has ambitions, he hopes to be in charge of the Mo family in the future.

But if he fell here today, no one would believe that he has the ability to run the Mo family.

This pressure is constantly eroding his sanity.

His face was a little ugly.

Suddenly, he caught sight of Ke Jiahao who was sitting on the side, and his eyes suddenly lit up!
He rushed towards Ling Xing suddenly, and after a few fights, he was deliberately repelled by Ling Xing, and retreated to Ke Jiahao's side.

"How are you doing now?" Mo Chen asked in a low voice.

"It's a little bit better." Ke Jiahao replied.

"Jiahao, how do I usually treat you?"

Faced with Mo Chen's sudden question, Ke Jiahao was a little taken aback, but he still nodded and said, "You treat me like a brother."

This statement is actually a bit against the will.

In Ke Jiahao's heart, Mo Chen was always on top, and never regarded them as true friends.

He knew that in Mo Chen's eyes, he was only a useful subordinate at best.

"Okay!" Mo Chen looked at Ke Jiahao fiercely, and said, "I must not lose today, so I want you to do one thing for me."

Seeing Mo Chen's dark eyes, Ke Jiahao felt cold all over.

He knew he had no right to refuse.

Mo Chen will never show mercy to those who disobey him!

Ke Jiahao could only agree: "What do you want me to do?"

Mo Chen showed a sly smile and said, "You just need to help me wrap Wu Dalang for 15 seconds."

Ke Jiahao's eyelids twitched slightly, he didn't expect Mo Chen to go back on his word in order to win the game.

Just now he made a one-on-one proposal, but now in order to win the game, he actually let himself pester Wu Dalang.

Ke Jiahao despised Mo Chen's behavior very much in his heart!
However, he still had to do it because he had no choice.

Ke Jiahao might not be able to fight Wu Dalang to the death.

But Ke Jiahao is still very confident after clinging to him for 15 seconds!