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Chapter 171 I Suspect I'm Leaving Water

With the announcement of the referee, the assessment of Ningmo Anping gymnasium came to an end.

There was a dead silence outside the venue, and then there was an uproar, and the sound of discussion kept coming to my ears.

"What's going on? Why did the demon fire red fox suddenly lose?"

"How can predicting the future fail?"

"Ahri is a newly discovered race, so it's hard to say what characteristics it has."

"Speaking of which, Ning Mo's luck is really good. The elves of the new race gathered together and ran towards him."

"I even suspect that he is the illegitimate child of God, and the elf affinity level 1 is just a cover."

"agree"

"It's also the success ahead that makes Yaohuohonghu too confident."

"Hey, all three games have been lost, I hope Master Su can survive!"

"With the mentality of Uncle Su's elite trainer, it shouldn't be possible."

"It's hard to say, every game is so close, I feel depressed watching it, let alone Master Su."

"..."

Su Song, the protagonist of the discussion, took a deep breath at this time, and took back the demon fire red fox.

"Thank you, Demon Fire Red Fox, the responsibility lies with me."

When something like this happens, it's no wonder you're not depressed.

Su Song quickly adjusted his emotions, and he was used to going smoothly, which reminded himself.

"This period of time is too comfortable, and my mentality has not been calmed down. I no longer prepare as hard as I did when I was young."

"I still want to hit the master trainer myself, I'm still far behind."

Seeing Su Song in a daze, Ning Mo couldn't help muttering.

"Looking at the friendly face of Daoist Su Song, he shouldn't be the one who would become angry because of losing the duel."

"Under the eyes of everyone, my assessment score can't be hacked."

Ning Mo was very worried about the injuries of Ari and the others. He cupped his fists and said respectfully to Su Song, "Thank you Daoist Su for your guidance. I'm so offended."

Ning Mo's voice brought back Su Song's thoughts, and he replied with some embarrassment: "Sorry, I thought of something."

"It should be you who woke me up, and I don't think it will take long for you to catch up or even surpass me."

"Thanks to your good words, I won't bother you any more."

After Ning Mo cupped his hands again, he stepped out and met Song Jin on the way.

He felt that this person was somewhat familiar, and in retrospect, he was a disciple of the Tianshi Mansion who participated in the assessment with him.

"come on!"

Song Jin was taken aback, a little surprised that Ning Mo would talk to him.

"You have this record, how can I work harder, one against three?"

He wanted to say something harsh, but the words turned into a very unashamed "I will try my best."

Until Ning Mo stepped out of the gate of the gymnasium, Song Jin's gaze kept on him.

"MD, evildoer."

……

By the time Ahri and the three of them finished their treatment at the elf center, it was already noon.

This battle is really difficult. There may be one more small mistake in the duel, and the result will be very different.

Ning Mo released the four of Ari and the others at the gate of the elf center.

"Thanks to everyone's focus and dedication today, we won the Anping Gym."

"To reward everyone, we will rest and play and relax for the rest of the day today."

Ao Xing tapped Teemo with his hand: "Aw~hou~"

Timo didn't do anything today, don't take him, don't take him.

Timo said angrily: "You stinky dragon, if I play, I will definitely not win as badly as you."

"Aw~ roar~"

You don't even have the qualifications to play, and you're still bragging about it, you're a loser.

"Who is being poisoned and screaming?"

"Ow~"

Your poison is not even qualified to relieve my itching.

Ao Xing and Timo matched each other when they came out.

Ari gave a chestnut to each other in the past.

"Give me peace, both of you, are your skin itchy again?"

Ao Xing and Timo snorted coldly at each other and stopped talking.

They "respect" Ahri.

Ning Mo shook his head: "According to today's trend, everyone will have a chance to play tomorrow, and then we will compete again."

"Aw~ roar~"

"Stinky Dragon, you are doomed."

Ari urged: "Let's go, let's go, let's have a delicious snack first."

……

In the early morning of the next day, Ning Mo came to the last stop—the Gymnasium of Desire. When he knew the assessment task, the corners of his mouth twitched.

It's completely different from what I thought before.

This level does not test elves, but trainers.

Ning Mo wanted to fight one-on-one with the head of the gymnasium, without the participation of elves.

Most of the trainers who can participate in the assessment are talented, and having the moves inherited from the contracted elves is the basic condition.

Most of them are based on super power attributes. After being trained by Tianshifu, they have good combat power.

"How does it feel like I've been targeted?"

"The other seven must have mastered the Taoism of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, so what do you know?"

"Um, I'm good at boxing. I didn't say that it must be limited to the Taoism of the Heavenly Master's Mansion."

"That's not an easy horse. Feelings are putting water on me."

"The other party is so comprehensive, I should reciprocate."

Ning Mo walked up to the long-faced middle-aged Taoist Song Zhongwei who was being assessed, and performed a standard boxing salute.

Song Zhongwei said indifferently: "Use the means you can use to attack."

"Song Daochang, I have a small request before this, I don't know if I should say it or not."

"But it doesn't matter."

Ning Mo paused and said, "I learned from Jia Wei in Donghong City, and the lineage of Bajiquan I inherited came from Ma Yingtu, a patriotic martial artist."

"The moves inherited by oneself also increase the body, so I want to show it first."

"Javier, I've heard about it."

"Why, are you afraid of hurting me?"

When Song Zhongwei waved his hand, dozens of metal pieces with cold light floated in front of him, and the edges of the metal pieces were sharp.

The key is that Ning Mo nodded seriously when he saw this.

Now Song Zhongwei was not calm anymore, instead of being angry, he smiled.

"Then I want to see how strong your boxing skills are?"

"Then I'll be ugly."

Ning Mo ignored the playfulness in his eyes, he promised his master that his fists would only be aimed at the enemy.

He didn't know Song Zhongwei's specific level of strength, and if he was really hurt, he would lose his mind.

Besides, Ning Mo didn't feel any sense of threat from Song Zhongwei.

The six times of strengthening made Ning Mo's body beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

At least the current Teemo is not his opponent.

Ning Mo closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.

When he opened his eyes again, his whole body was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, with a menacing edge.

Ning Mo's body made a crisp sound, his muscles and bones groaned, his muscles agitated, his veins bulged, and his whole body seemed to swell by three out of thin air.

With ingenious and dexterous steps under his feet, he approached the boulder not far away.

Ning Mo's speed was very fast, and he had come to the boulder in the blink of an eye. He exerted force from his waist and horse, crushed it with his feet, and pushed his shoulders and elbows with shoulders and elbows as the apex, pushing out against the boulder with crushing force.

There is a sense of self-sacrifice, bravery and fearlessness.

"boom!"

A muffled sound.

Ning Mo took two steps back. The boulder looked unharmed at first, and then suddenly cracks appeared like spider webs and shattered.

"Let Daoist Song laugh."

Song Zhongwei forcefully forced a smile: "I think we can slightly change the assessment method."

"MD, fortunately I didn't try my best just now."

(End of this chapter)