Mo Sang's words made Li Mo's eyes light up, "Body Tempering Pill!" Although Li Mo is not interested in the title of the first warrior of any tribe, Li Mo is interested in the body tempering pill. After taking the body quenching liquid for such a long time, Li Mo really wanted to see the efficacy of the body quenching pill, the raw material for making the body quenching liquid.
Seeing the change in Li Mo's eyes, Mo Sang grinned and asked
"How's it going? Do you want to go up and have a show?"
Li Mo shook his head and said playfully
"How can I compete with you, Brother Mo Sang, with my little strength? Brother, just come on."
Wei Ming is about to enter the spirit-guiding realm, how can his combat power be simple? Li Mo is only at the seventh level of the Body Tempering Realm now, so Li Mo wants to see the battle between Mo Sang and Wei Ming before deciding whether to play or not.
Hearing Li Mo's words, Mo Sang couldn't help but have a hint of disappointment in his eyes. To be honest, Mo Sang and Wei Ming have been fighting for so many years, and Wei Ming has always been the first warrior, and he, Mo Sang, is the second warrior. So gradually, Mo Sang lost confidence in his battle with Wei Ming.
When the two are fighting, without confidence, it is already doomed to failure. But after thinking about it carefully, Mo Sang couldn’t help but shook his head and murmured to himself with a wry smile.
"I'm really confused. Li Mo is only at the seventh level of the Body Tempering Realm. I can't beat Wei Ming, so how can Li Mo beat Wei Ming."
The sky is getting dark, and the cunning moonlight is rising slowly, illuminating the earth. The Shadow Leopard tribe was still in a state of joy, and the firelight illuminated the dark night. The smell of alcohol and meat is everywhere in the Shadow Leopard tribe.
However, in one day's competition on the field, Li Mo's hunting team lost more than they won. As for the clan members of the escort team, they were completely tortured by the warriors of the two hunting teams.
Gradually, the laughter of the people in Wei Ming's hunting team became louder and louder, without any scruples. This almost made the members of the Mo Sang hunting team crazy, but Li Mo didn't feel anything at all and continued to eat meat. To be honest, in Li Mo's heart, he doesn't have as much emotion for the Shadow Leopard tribe as he does for Grandpa Duanlong and his tribe.
Moreover, Li Mo has always been a person who doesn't like restraint. Mo Sang forced him to plant a mark on Li Mo, which aroused Li Mo's resentment. Therefore, who wins and loses between the two hunting teams has no impact on Li Mo. Now what Li Mo was waiting for was to watch the battle between Mo Sang and Wei Ming. Only after watching Wei Ming's battle did Li Mo go back and decide whether to fight for the half body tempering pill.
After a day of heavy defeat, Mo Sang could no longer sit still. So when he heard the harsh laughter of the Wei Ming tribe, Mo Sang stood up immediately.
"Wei Ming! Let's have a battle between our two captains!"
Mo Sang's hearty voice reached the circle where Wei Ming and the others were not far away. Hearing the sound, Wei Ming put down the wine in his bowl and said
"OK."
Then Wei Ming and Mo Sang walked onto the field one after another, their bodies as strong as bears were so eye-catching.
"It's Captain Mo Sang and Captain Wei Ming!"
"Okay, this battle should be the battle between the first warrior and the second warrior of our tribe this year."
"That's for sure. Can anyone else compete with Captain Mo Sang and Captain Wei Ming?"
“…”
The tribesmen around him suddenly became interested and whispered. People from the two hunting teams stood up one after another and shouted
"Brother Mo Sang! Come on!"
"Brother Wei Ming, defeat Mo Sang! Yoho!"
“…”
Suddenly, the anger of the Shadow Leopard Tribe reached its peak. This also shows how popular Wei Ming and Mo Sang are among the Shadow Leopard Tribe. Even the tribal chiefs, elders and young men in the distance kept nodding and saying something.
"Mosang, I advise you to just be your second warrior honestly. That's good."
Wei Ming said contemptuously while moving his wrist.
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Mo Sang didn't want to say anything more. He shouted loudly and raised his heavy fist to attack Wei Ming.
However, Wei Ming has reached the threshold of the spirit-guiding realm, and his strength is almost close to one thousand kilograms. So in this power competition, Wei Ming completely overpowered Mo Sang.
"Cheetah Claw!"
Mo Sang didn't want to be suppressed and beaten by Wei Ming, so Mo Sang shouted, and a phantom of a cheetah's paw appeared in his hand and grabbed at Wei Ming.
On Wei Ming's side, he also showed his spiritual energy and used the cheetah claws.
But as soon as Li Mo saw the aura emerging from Wei Ming's hand, he knew that Mo Sang was doomed. Originally, Mo Sang's strength was not as strong as Wei Ming's, and now his spiritual energy was even less powerful than Wei Ming's. Moreover, Wei Ming's combat experience is not necessarily any less than that of Mo Sang, so how can Mo Sang win
The fact was that just as Li Mo expected, the battle did not last as long as a stick of incense. Mo Sang's cheetah claws and Wei Ming's cheetah claws were seen colliding together, but Mo Sang's spiritual energy was not enough, and the cheetah claws were immediately broken. Seeing something bad, Mo Sang's expression changed drastically and he immediately stepped back. However, how could Wei Ming make Mo Sang achieve his wish
Wei Ming stepped forward to follow him, and the cheetah's claws immediately touched Mo Sang's chest. There was a pop, blood spattered, and Mo Sang's burly figure flew backwards. This was because Wei Ming had saved his hand at the critical moment, otherwise the blow just now could have killed Mo Sang.
Even if Mo Sang and Wei Ming did not deal with him, Wei Ming would not dare to kill Mo Sang in front of the clan leader and elders. But it cannot be killed, but it can be insulted.
Before Mo Sang could stand up, Wei Ming stepped forward and grabbed Mo Sang. As Wei Ming's arms exerted force, he immediately lifted Mo Sang above his head.
"Vulnerable."
When the voice fell, Wei Ming threw Mo Sang towards Li Mo and his circle. With a bang, Mo Sang's body hit the ground hard. It was a great shame and humiliation for Mo Sang to be so embarrassed in front of his hunting team members. This is what Wei Ming wants to see.
"team leader!"
“…”
Li Mo and others immediately went to help Mo Sang up. Looking at the wound on Mo Sang's chest, they all looked at Wei Ming with hatred.
"Jie Jie"
The proud Wei Ming smiled proudly and walked towards his circle.
"Well done, Brother Wei Ming!"
“…”
The top management of Wei Ming's hunting team welcomed Wei Ming back as if they were welcoming a hero. When they noticed the hatred of the people in the Mosang hunting team, they all said proudly
"What are you looking at? If you have the ability, come up and fight! I'll beat you to tears, hahaha..."
"Why should we fight? Our captain has been so embarrassed that our brother Wei Ming beat him to the ground. How dare they, the rookies, fight?"
"I think so. From now on, it will be enough for the Shadow Leopard Tribe to have just one of our hunting teams. Why do we need their trash?"
“…”
This time, even Li Mo, who had only been in the hunting team for more than half a year, couldn't bear it anymore. Li Mo lowered his head and said to Mo Sang
"Brother Mo Sang, I'll go meet them!"
When the voice fell, Li Mo strode towards the field before Mo Sang could speak.
(End of chapter)