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Then, Modo went to the wall to look for the order of the competition tables in his area. He first came to the first table, and then saw the number 12 written on the wall, and said to himself: "It seems that I It’s in the first division!”

In the drawing team, it wasn't long before it was Wukong and others' turn to draw lots. After they had finished drawing lots, they saw Wukong and Krillin holding notes on the wall of the competition route in the third area.

Seeing this, Modo stopped paying attention to Wukong and others, turned around, and walked towards the competition venue of the first division.

Soon, Modo arrived at the preliminaries area where he was, which was an area of ​​the competition hall. There, there were many players who were also in the first area, waiting for the start of the preliminaries.

After a while, a host with eyes and a pen and paper came to the center of the area and said to everyone: "Everyone, be quiet for a moment. The preliminaries for the first area are about to start now. Please get ready. "

Afterwards, the chatter in the first area also became much quieter, and they listened quietly to the host's speech: "Now, I would like to invite contestants No. [-] and No. [-] to come to the ring and prepare for the competition."

When Modo heard this, he whispered: "This competition must be carried out in order! Then I should be in the sixth game!" After saying that, Modo looked at the order of the competition on the wall again.

"One, two...six, that's right, it's the sixth game!" Modo said, then folded his hands on his chest and watched the game on the stage seriously.

The competition on the stage started soon. On the right side of the stage, a very strong human man appeared. He was tall, wearing half a shirt, and had a full barbarian atmosphere.

After the barbarian came on stage, he began to look around, looking for his opponent: "Where is my opponent?"

"Here!" A voice suddenly came from the crowd. People turned their heads to look, and then they saw a dark-skinned man jumping onto the stage.

As soon as they took the stage, the two of them immediately went toe-to-toe. They each looked at each other and then made gestures.

Modo watched from the side of the ring, and then he felt bored, because the gap between the two people was really too big. The barbarian on the left was over 1.8 meters tall and was unusually tall.

Although the black man on the right has a pretty good physique, there is still a big gap in height compared to the barbarian. These two players who rely purely on brute force, it doesn't take much thinking to know that. , as expected, the winner in the end must be the burly barbarian.

Then, the outcome was not beyond Modo's expectation. When the two began to fight, the black man began to punch the barbarian crazily, but after the barbarian was beaten, he smiled mockingly, Then he raised his thick arm and shouted directly into the black man's face.

Under this blow, the black man was knocked to the ground instantly and lost consciousness. On the opposite side, the victorious barbarian began to raise his hands, and then quickly began to show off his muscles to the players in front of him. .

"Ah" a roar sounded.

Most of the players who saw the strong appearance of the barbarian shrank back slightly in their upper body. Only a small number of them smiled slightly and looked at the shrinking faces around them, showing confidence and disdain. look.

The game continued, and the black man who was knocked down was dragged off by the staff on the side. Then the host came on stage and began to announce the contestants for the next game.

"Contestants No. [-] and [-], please come to the ring and prepare for the competition."

The game is getting more and more heated, followed by the game between players No. [-] and No. [-].

The battles continued one after another, and soon it was Modo's turn to compete.

"Contestants No. 11 and No. 12, please come to the ring and prepare for the competition."

As the host's voice fell, Modo put away his mentality of watching a show, lowered his arms, and then walked up the steps of the ring step by step.

On the opposite side, the No. 11 player jumped directly into the air, then jumped directly into the air, spun around in a circle, and then stood firmly on the competition ring. His slender figure stood upright, neat and tidy. His training uniform swayed in the wind. When he arrived on the ring, he looked contemptuously at Modo, who was walking onto the ring step by step.

"Tch, I didn't expect to meet a rookie." Contestant No. 11 looked at Mo Duo who slowly walked onto the ring with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Modo still walked step by step, stepped onto the ring, and then walked to the starting position of the game and stood still.

After seeing that both players had entered the arena, the host standing on the edge of the ring immediately announced.

"Game start!!!"

"Ah~" After giving the order, the man No. 11 yelled and rushed towards Modo on the opposite side.

When Modo saw this, he first ducked to one side, and then whispered with great interest: "Show me the power of the ultimate freedom of mind!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from Modo's ears, "Experience +0.0001."

"This is..." Modo was stunned for a moment, and then he realized. Could it be that he had escaped the opponent's attack just now, so his experience increased?However, with so many digits after the decimal point, is the system serious?

Modo is a little depressed now. If it goes to this level, then he probably has to dodge tens of thousands of hits from the opponent just to be able to upgrade to lv2. This...,

But no matter what, he wanted to try the power of this trick. So, a layer of heat suddenly appeared on Modo's body. The heat kept rising into the sky, and Modo's subjective control over his body was also at this time. It keeps getting weaker and his movements become more random. This gives Modo the feeling that his body is controlled by others, which is very strange. Modo himself does not need to think deliberately to move freely.

A stream of air continuously leaked out from Modo's body, and then enveloped Modo himself. At this time, he felt that his body was filled with huge power. This power was extremely abundant, and it was even more powerful than before. More than double, then Modo stood quietly and looked at the No. [-] player opposite.

"Tch" the No. 11 player on the opposite side just said with contempt: "It's just that you happened to avoid me. Let's see what you can do."

After saying that, the No. 11 player rushed towards Modo on the opposite side again, clenched his right fist, shouted loudly, and then quickly rushed towards Modo.

Modo, on the other hand, stood quietly without any movement, waiting for the attack to come. He wanted to try the evasive power of the Ultimate Intention Skill, just like what Goku had just learned in the Dragon Ball Super plot. It has super high dodge ability.

NO.11 is approaching Modo step by step, and his fist is getting closer and closer to Modo's body.

"Almost!" Modo whispered, and then confidently looked at the attacking fist from the opposite side.

In Modo's eyes, the fist seemed to be filled countless times. If he were normal, he might have dodged it, but Modo didn't. He still stood there, waiting for the No. 11 attack to come. .

In the blink of an eye, the No. 11 player's attack came instantly, and a huge fist hit Modo's face.

Little by little, this attack seemed to Modo to be too slow. He could easily dodge it, but for some reason, his body just didn't react and stood quietly.

This... Modo thought of a possibility. Does his body have to react the moment he attacks the general's territory?However, for the Self-Extreme Intention Kung Fu, it was extremely easy to dodge such a common move, and then Modo felt relieved.

The fist also came in little by little. In an instant, just when the attack was about to hit Modo, Modo's inner doubts began to grow bigger and bigger, and then the fist continued to enlarge in Modo's eyes. , Modo immediately realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly tried to get out of the state of Ziziyijigong, but everything was too late.

Just when the attack was about to come, suddenly, the airflow in front of the fist began to move wildly, and then the wind swirled, and Modo's body disappeared.

"Experience value plus 0.00001"

Just like that, when NO.11 thought his fist was about to hit Modo, his fist passed directly through the figure.

"What's going on?" Contestant No. 11 was immediately confused. He glanced around and found Modo's figure. Then there was a trace of cold sweat on his forehead, and then he said hesitantly: "What on earth did this person escape? Where did it go?"

He has never seen such a player before. His fist was about to hit the opponent, but the opponent just disappeared like a dream?

After that, No. 11 realized a possibility and murmured to himself: "Is it difficult... maybe I encountered a ghost!" Then he looked in the direction of the referee's seat and wanted him to explain.

But before the No. 11 player could make a move, a voice suddenly reached his ears.

"Look up there!!!" Everyone looked up.

Contestant No. 11 also looked up, but then he saw only one foot appearing in front of him, getting closer and closer, before he could react.

That foot directly kicked the No. 11 player away, and then the No. 11 player was quickly kicked out of the ring.

The surrounding players all fell silent after seeing Modo's actions. The attack just now was really terrible. He was actually able to kick his opponent away from the [-]-square-meter ring with one foot. This How strong does one need to be to reach this level? Moreover, his skills are also very amazing. When dodging in the air, he can actually do it so quickly.

There was silence all around. Only Modo stood on the ring, a little confused, and then said to the referee beside him: "Referee, why don't you announce the result yet?"

"Oh...oh!" Hearing the sound, the referee reacted and then came to the ring again to preside over the game. He took the microphone and said to everyone: "The game is over! Congratulations to No. 12 The contestant wins, please invite NO.13 next..."

Afterwards, Modo jumped off the ring and came to the side, waiting quietly for the next round to begin. At this time, Modo didn't care at all about the host's words. What he cared about most at the moment was his experience value, and then he stopped Answer: "I must have escaped his attack just now! But why..."

He had nothing to say, because when Modo dodged the attack just now, he only got 0.00001 experience points. Compared with when he dodged before, the experience gained was ten times less. How else could he get experience like this?What a dog system!Mo Duo muttered.

The game was still going on. Modo used his spare time to look at the current situation in the third area and found that Wukong had already entered the ring.

Modo immediately became interested and kept observing from a distance.

In the distance, Wukong happily jumped onto the ring in the third area, and on the opposite side, a huge orc also walked up. When he moved, the ring shook three times. He was really a heavyweight player, and he The strong arm is also covered with a layer of scales, and the joints are full of spurs, covering the player's body. This is simply a human-level existence.

"Now Wukong has met a challenge!" Modo said while watching the show. He never expected that Wukong would now meet the top of the ordinary players.

After a while, the player walked onto the ring, and then looked at Wukong standing opposite. Looking at Wukong's weak figure, the orc first smiled strangely, and then said to Wukong: "Didn't you run away? A little courage is worthy of praise, you must have realized something!"

On the side, other players looked at the size difference between the two and sympathized with Wukong's experience: "This little guy's luck is really bad! He actually met the crocodile man. The crocodile man is the overlord in our place! The whole town All the people are under his control!"

"Hey, this is too tragic! He actually has to face this bully!"

"Yes! It seems that this little brother's trip to the martial arts conference this year was in vain, and he can only wait until next year!"

"But for him, there seems to be no difference. Looking at his thin body, even if he comes back every year, he may have to go back again for the first time!!"

"Yes! Haha!!"

The crowd's unfavorable voices became louder and louder. They didn't think much of Wukong, who was so thin. In their eyes, it was a certainty that Wukong would lose the game, and there was no chance for him to make a comeback.

On the side, after seeing that both of them were in place, the referee on the ring jumped directly off the ring, and then announced to the ring: "The game begins!!!"

"Hehe" The crocodile man held his hands together and rubbed each other, looking at Wukong with a hint of evil intentions.

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