"Miss Yu'er?"
As he muttered to himself, the figure of Miss Yu'er appeared in Mo Wentian's mind.
Originally, Mo Wentian thought that Han Yuan was here to cause trouble, but he did not expect that this person just came to talk to him, which was beyond Mo Wentian's expectation.
"Mo Wentian, Yu'er thinks very well of you!"
"Don't let me disappoint you in this arena battle!"
Suddenly, as if she remembered something, Han Yuan looked at Mo Wentian, a flash of light flashed in her eyes, and she said coldly.
"Miss Han Yuan, just wait!"
"In the second round of the ring battle, if you and I meet, don't show mercy!"
Mo Wentian looked at Han Yuan, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
Mo Wentian still had a good impression of Han Yuan.
What's more, this person is actually a good friend of Miss Yu'er. The old man, Miss Yu'er Shenzhu, has already said that he has an inseparable relationship with him.
But what Mo Wentian didn't notice was that behind Mo Wentian, there was a complex look in Tianhu's eyes.
"Mo Wentian, you'd better enter the second round of the ring battle first!"
"I'm waiting for you in the second round of the ring battle!"
Seeing Mo Wentian's confident look, Han Yuan's eyes were a little dazed.
After coming back to her senses, Han Yuan looked at Mo Wentian, a glint flashed in her eyes, and she said coldly.
"It turns out that Senior Sister Han Yuan and Miss Yu'er are good friends. Senior Sister Han Yuan came towards Mo Wentian only because of Miss Yu'er!"
"Miss Yu'er? Compared to Senior Sister Han Yuan, Miss Yu'er is more beautiful!"
"Senior Sister Han Yuan just said that Miss Yu'er spoke very well of Mo Wentian. Could it be that Mo Wentian and Miss Yu'er are also related?"
"Who is this kid Mo Wentian? Even though he was brought back by Master Shenzhu personally, he is still related to Miss Yu'er!"
"Mo Wentian's identity must not be simple!"
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Listening to the chat between Han Yuan and Mo Wentian, countless disciples of the Divine Heaven Realm began to discuss.
Yu'er is also a very famous figure in the entire divine world.
When the disciples of the Divine Heaven Realm heard that Mo Wentian and Miss Yu'er were related, they looked at Mo Wentian with a hint of jealousy.
At the same time, a thought arose in their minds, that is, this Mo Wentian was definitely not simple.
"Old Shenzhu, why is this boy Mo Wentian so popular with beauties!"
"But beauty is a curse. It's okay if Han Yuan doesn't talk to Mo Wentian or treat Mo Wentian differently. This differential treatment is not for Mo Wentian's benefit, but allows Mo Wentian to establish countless reputations for no reason. enemy!"
The old man from Ancient Books looked at the old man from Shenzhu, a helpless look flashed in his eyes, he shook his head and said in a deep voice.
"Old man from ancient books, this is not something we should worry about. Mo Wentian can certainly handle these things!"
The expression of the old man Shenzhu was extremely indifferent.
It looked like he wasn't worried about any of this at all.
An hour passed quickly.
The second round of the ring battle has ended, and the result is exactly as Mo Wentian said. The final winner is the person with the best mood.
"Boss, your judgment of people is too accurate!"
Looking at the final winner on the ring, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed with light and he said in a deep voice.
"This is not because I can judge people accurately, but in a battle, when the strength is not much different, the state of mind is also very important!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Um!"
"Boss, this is exactly why so many warriors specialize in cultivating their mental state!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, a flash of enlightenment appeared in Xiaojiao's eyes.
"Xiaojiao, your state of mind is still a little bad, you have to practice hard!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and said coldly.
"Okay, boss!"
Hearing this, Xiaojiao didn't hesitate at all and quickly agreed.
"The ring battle for No. 2 is over, let's start the ring battle for No. 3!"
"The disciple who draws number three comes to the ring!
At this moment, the cold voice of the old man Shenzhu sounded in the void.
"Buzzing..."
As the old man of Shenzhu said these words, twelve figures appeared on the ring.
The battle started instantly, but these disciples were not fighting to kill each other, they were just competing for strength.
The old man Shenzhu announced the rules before the battle in the ring, so as not to hurt anyone's life as much as possible.
They had great respect for the old man Shenzhu, and they naturally obeyed the words of the old man Shenzhu.
Half a day passed quickly.
"The ring battle for No. 5 is over!"
"The disciple who draws number six comes to the ring!"
The old man with the divine pearl stood proudly in the void, and his cold voice resounded.
"Boss, it's the sixth day!"
"Boss, isn't No. 6 that Xiao Feng's ring battle?"
When they heard it was No. 6, Xiaojiao and Huantian instantly thought of Xiao Feng who was extremely arrogant towards Mo Wentian, and their eyes couldn't help but look towards Xiao Feng.
"That's right!"
"Xiao Feng is number six!"
A complicated look flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
In Mo Wentian's heart, he had already made up his mind that Xiao Feng must be subdued by him.
This person has good appeal in the world of gods and heavens. If he can conquer this person, it will actually be very good.
After all, there were many things in the Divine Realm that he did not need to understand personally, he could just ask Xiao Feng.
Thinking like this, a bright light shone in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Mo Wentian, just wait for me!"
"When I win the final victory in this ring battle, I'll be waiting for you in the second round of the ring battle!"
At this moment, Xiao Feng walked towards Mo Wentian. Looking at Mo Wentian, a strange glint flashed in Xiao Feng's eyes.
"Is this emperor so popular?"
"You said you would wait for me in the second round, and Miss Han Yuan also said you would wait for me in the second round!"
"It seems that if I don't win the first round of the ring battle, I will let you down!"
"It seems that I still have to work hard!"
Hearing Xiao Feng's words, Mo Wentian's lips curled up slightly.
"Boy, your thoughts are really different from others!"
"I'm waiting for you in the second round, not because I have confidence in you, but because I want you to wash your neck and wait!"
It would have been better if Mo Wentian didn't say these words. As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, a terrifying anger rose in Xiao Feng's eyes.
At this moment, the aura on Xiao Feng's body increased rapidly.
Looking at Mo Wentian, the killing intent in Xiao Feng's eyes was even more undisguised.
If looks could kill, Xiao Feng's looks had killed Mo Wentian countless times.
"Wash your neck and wait?"
"Then you must have this strength!"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian's expression instantly became serious.
Looking at Xiao Feng, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with an extremely cold light.
"Disciples No. 6, all come to the ring!"
At this moment, the old man Shenzhu saw that Xiao Feng had not yet entered the ring and said coldly.
As the voice of the old man with the divine pearl rang out, Xiao Feng did not dare to show any hesitation and walked directly towards the ring.
"Ant, don't let me down!"
"In this round of the arena battle, you must at least be the final winner!"
Seeing Xiao Feng walking towards the ring, Mo Wentian said coldly.
In fact, the disciples who were drawn to number six had already entered the ring, and Mo Wentian had already used his soul and spiritual consciousness to explore these disciples.
It is not difficult for Xiao Feng to become the final winner in the ring battle on the 6th.
Although Xiao Feng's mood is a little worse, Xiao Feng's strength is still there.