Chapter 165

Then he shakes song Yuxuan's hand away, and song Yuxuan stumbles and falls to the ground.

"Ah..." Song Yuxuan sat down on the ground, not only angry, but also incredible, "Xingshen, you... You defend her!"

She is the first time to see a woman, how can she be reconciled?

"Xingchen cares about me in his heart, so naturally he wants to protect me." Mo Qingge deliberately smiles and adds to the story.

"Oh, what's the ability to rely on men for maintenance?" Song Yuxuan glared at her fiercely, "Mo Qingge, do you dare to accept the challenge of Miss Ben?"

Just in time, the front is the duel field, simply to a simple!

"Don't pay attention to her, she is a five-star Xuanling!" Mo Xing said in a low voice, then glanced at Song Yuxuan coldly, "we don't accept this boring challenge!"

He knows that song Yuxuan has been in hospital for more than three years, but now she has the strength of five-star Xuanling. Looking at the whole college, few students can compete with her.

My sister's strength is almost the same as him at most. How can she meet song Yuxuan?

"Good!" Who knows, Mo Qingge agreed to come down, the words front a turn a way, "but if you lose, have to apologize to the star sink, and disappear from the star sink's line of sight, also don't harass him again later, don't know whether?"

"Miss Ben won't lose!" Song Yuxuan is full of confidence.

A freshman, dare to be so shameless in front of her, don't you know that she is the most famous daughter of the North Star College?

"Answer me." Mo Qingge only needs one answer.

"Oh, no problem!" Song Yuxuan sneered and agreed, "whoever loses will stay away from Xingchen!"

Subconsciously, she thought that she would never lose.

"Master, no!" Silver pupil began to worry about her.

"Don't... Aren't you kidding?" Ink star sink show eyebrow micro Cu, also some nervous.

This wench is really good, scar forgot to ache, the wound of a body is just right, this meeting begins to look again not happy?

"Don't worry." Mo Qingge's tone is fearless, "can't pick up Luobin, can't I pick up her? Just wait and see! "

At the Xuanling level, the gap between each small level is obvious. Song Yuxuan is now the strength of the five-star Xuanling, while Mo Qingge has just set foot in the two-star Xuanling.

The gap between them is still obvious, but Mo Qingge still can't help his brother cut the peach blossom.

What's more, with thunder formula and Xuanwu in hand, she is sure to cross the three-star gap.

"You..." what else did Mo Xingchen want to say, but he saw that his sister had gone away from Song Yuxuan, and quickly followed up.

His sister, what a worry!

Shuttling between the challenge arena, song Yuxuan said with high spirit: "come on, how do you want to compare?"

"Oh." Mo Qingge doesn't know much, "duel is duel, is there any different rules and methods?"

"Ha ha ha!" Song Yuxuan sneered, "you don't even know the rules of the duel field, so you dare to answer Miss Ben's post. Miss Ben really admires your courage!"

There are many ways to fight in a duel arena. Both sides can not use any mysterious weapon, or they can be required to use the same mysterious weapon, or they can be required to use the same mysterious skill, and so on

In a word, there are many rules, which are usually decided by both sides of the duel.

"Cut the crap and make the rules!" Mo Qingge is too lazy to talk to her.

"Well, let's use the simplest rules." Song Yuxuan blurted out, "let's go to the tool pavilion next to us and choose a mysterious tool of the same level. Whoever falls first will lose!"

This is the most simple and straightforward rule. Use the same level of mystery to show fairness. The rest depends on whose strength is more important!

"Well."

Mo Qingge casually agreed.

"Do you have nothing else to ask for?" Song Yuxuan asked, "for example, let Miss Ben give you three moves first. Otherwise, after a while, younger martial brothers and sisters will not think that I am bullying you?"

Her tone was full of confidence, and subconsciously she thought she would win.

After all, with her current strength, let alone the freshmen, even the old students of the college can't find several rivals.

"Elder martial sister song, you talk so much nonsense, do you want to fight?" Mo Qingge interrupted her, a little impatient.

Song Yuxuan's face was black, and she was very angry: "well, you don't know what's good or bad. Don't blame Miss Ben for being merciless later!"

Since the girl is not happy, I'll teach her a lesson!

On the side of the duel field, there is a pavilion of utensils, in which there are many kinds of mysterious utensils, almost all of which are below the fourth level, specially for students to choose and use in duels.

When they stepped into the Qige, a mess came into view. The whole Qige was piled up with a lot of mysterious utensils. There was no classification or order, but it was more like a sundry goods warehouse.

Is this pavilion unattended?

Just entered, Mo Qingge was aware of a strong wine.

Turning around, I saw a slovenly looking old man, leaning lazily on the side, drinking wine, a pair of drunk, all around is the smell of alcohol volatilization.

"Hello Song Yuxuan frowned slightly, stepped forward impatiently and kicked the old man, "get up, we're here to choose the Xuan ware!"

I can't understand why the college wants such a drunkard to come to the duel hall.

Although the level of the Xuanqi in it is not high, I can't trust to give it to such an irresponsible old man. I'm drunk all day. I'm afraid I don't know if the things in the Qige are lost!

But it happened that since she entered the college, the old man was the caretaker of the duel hall, and had never been changed.

"Turn right at the door and choose for yourself!" The old man held the wine pot in one hand and pointed to the direction of the inner door in a casual tone.

"Hum."

Song Yuxuan threw a look of disdain at him and went in to choose the Xuan ware.

The old man's eyes seemed to fall carelessly on Mo Qingge. His turbid eyes suddenly brightened, as if he recognized them at a glance.

It's her!

He has been waiting here for so many years, has this little girl finally appeared?

However, the old man did not say a word, still bow to drink, comfortable.

Song Yuxuan picked up a three-step sword, looked at Mo Qingge's wavering appearance, and said sarcastically:

"Well, you can't use any weapon, can you?"

That's a joke!

"I have to think about it." Think about what weapons to use against her.

"Then hurry up, Miss Ben doesn't have much time to waste with you!" Leaving this sentence, she left the dirty and chaotic Pavilion impatiently.

Mo Qingge ignores her and looks at a pile of mysterious objects carelessly.