Chapter 42 (2/2)

Mo Wen rolled his eyes The tall guy was not an ancient h he had a stout body, he was definitely not a uy was not as good as hi spirit was raised instantly If it was another person, he would probably not be as enthusiastic

True enough, after ster was defeated by wang Yuan

“Who else is in the 3rd Battalion? Co Yuan bellowed, as he pointed his hand to the 3rd Battalion while trying to suppress his joy fro saw it, stared at him and strode towards the co I will go in and beat the daylights out of hi Yuan did not have the ability to shock the co was also an ancient e of Body Consolidation real Yuan

Both went into an intense co Yuan was defeated at the end

wang Yuan grimaced in pain and returned with badly bruised face and many footprints on his shi+rt

“Mo Wen, it’s all up to you now Defeat that bastard, Shao Jianyang Don’t lose to the 3rd Battalion”

At that moment, he placed all his hopes on Mo Wen He was unable to defeat Shao Jianyang, not to speak of Yang Qi as arranged to be the last participant in the coed his shoulders and went into the co at Shao Jianyang, as standing ten , we ain The bet earlier had not been honored; when are you going to honor it?”

“Mo Wen, since you wish to dig your own grave, I shall fulfill your wish”

Shao Jianyang had a somber expression on his face when he heard of the bet, as it stirred an involuntary sense of hu it on You are obviously a nobody You are the only one who thinks you are soht too , the clown

“Sht!”

Shao Jianyang bellowed angrily Without a second thought, he charged towards Mo Wen and struck forcefully on his head

Watching the co was definitely an idiot, as he acted rashly and angrily, even when he was not Mo Wen’sthe fist get larger by the second, Mo Wen’s lips curled frigidly while he stood rooted motionlessly, like a wooden stake, and extended his fist forcefully towards Shao Jianyang’s fist

Crack!

The crisp sound of the breaking of bones resonated Shao Jianyang was thrown back a few steps by the force of Mo Wen’s fist His own fist was obviously distorted

Mo Wen re was momentarily speechless and looked at Mo Wen in shock One hand was covering the other fractured hand, as beads of cold sweat ran down his forehead, due to the excruciating pain

“You…”

He had never expected Mo Wen to be so strong that he couldn’t even take a stroke in a head-to-head co the corave expression on his face for a fewHe couldn’t coo head-on with hi hie of the Body Consolidation real a breather as he didn’t want toIn a flash, he appeared in front of Shao Jianyang and punched forcefully onto his abdo 13-16 feet away

Shao Jianyang turned over and stood up, looking at Mo Wen with fear all over his face If this were to continue, he could be beaten to paralysis by Mo Wen

“I surrender”

Mo Wen didn’t continue, as he knew the referee would come forward to stop him if he did After all, it was only a combat competition – not a life or death battle

Shao Jianyang glanced at Mo Wen sinisterly, but didn’t dare utter a taunt, so he went off with his tail between his legs

A tinge of disdain flickered in Yang Qi’s eyes as he looked at Shao Jianyang as in a sorry state He then walked, unhurriedly, to the competition area