C9 Second floor of the Weapons Pavilion (1/2)
However, Old Mu did not pay any attention to him. He slightly shook his head and turned around to choose a weapon.
”Isn't that Mo Feng? He also came to choose a weapon? ”
When the crowd saw Mo Feng walking in, they started discussing among themselves. There was a disdainful look on their faces, and even a little pleased with him. They went from being a genius to a trash, but they did not expect him to rise again.
Mo Feng skimmed over the various weapons on the arena alone.
After searching for a long time, Mo Feng finally picked up a battle axe with great difficulty. Ye Zichen shook his head in dissatisfaction. This weight didn't suit him and couldn't keep up with his leveling speed.
”You just condensed the Star Seal and you want to use a thousand jin axe?” Something's wrong with your head! ” Seeing Mo Feng shake his head and put down his battle axe, the surrounding people all laughed, as they thought Mo Feng would only put it down if he couldn't use it.
Mo Feng looked at the trident beside him in the blink of an eye. He waved the trident around, which weighed 1200 kilograms, but unfortunately, his battle skills did not match, so he placed it back where he was before.
”Cough!” The crowd who were just laughing at him just now had their words cut off, their mouths agape as they watched Mo Feng brandishing his trident and putting it down.
”This trident weighs around 1200 jins! How did he pick it up!” The crowd was flustered. Recalling the mockery from a moment ago, their faces were burning.
Mo Feng turned his head and saw that everyone was looking at him as if they were looking at a ghost. He raised his eyebrows and ignored them, raising his head to look at the second floor.
Everyone returned to their senses and glared at him when they saw his actions.
”What is he doing? You want to go to the second floor? ”
”Idiot, is he able to go up to the second floor?” One of them mocked, and everyone sneered disdainfully.
”The second floor is guarded by people at the 3rd level of the Star Seal. Look, this piece of trash is about to roll down like a dog!”
At the entrance of the second floor, a sturdy man stood there. Seeing Mo Feng coming up, he shouted with contempt in his eyes:
”Trash, you're not a place you should be. Get lost!”
”I'll come up and pick my weapon.” Mo Feng said indifferently.
”You, a good-for-nothing, are qualified to pick a weapon? Scram!” The sturdy man shouted, with a sinister look, he kicked at Mo Feng!
Kick him down? Mo Feng's gaze turned cold as he slowly threw out a punch.
The stocky man laughed in disdain. He was at the third level of the Star Seal Realm, yet he dared to make a move against a piece of trash. He was courting death!
”He still dares to attack? I wonder how his guts came about.”
The rest of the people below saw that Mo Feng still dared to counterattack the cold smile on his face, and they could already imagine the scene where Mo Feng would be kicked down from the stage.
Elder Mu opened his eyes and glanced at it, then he shook his head and closed his eyes to rest.
”Bam!”
”Crack!”
”AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
The things that everyone expected did not happen. With a dull thud, the burly man's expression changed, and he screamed as he was sent flying!
Mo Feng wiped his fist, and a cold smile formed on his lips. The strength of third level of the Star Seal Realm was indeed not bad, but the soles of his feet were extremely weak places, daring to kick him, wasn't that courting death?