Chapter 822

"Now that the second game of the 14th grade challenge is officially over, Linghao from the first grade and Mo Shuishui from the 14th grade are the last ones to go on the stage. Please go on and get ready. The game will start soon."

Wu Hao and his opponent Mo Shuishui came to the match.

The name of Mo Shuishui sounds a little strange. It should be a man like water, but in fact, the shape of this guy looks like a fire. He has explosive muscles all over his body. At a glance, he feels powerful, full of fighting spirit in his eyes, jumping like a fire.

The reason why Wu Hao chose him as his opponent is that he saw the burning fighting spirit in his eyes. This guy is not so much a cultivator as a fighter, but also a crazy fighter. This game should not be a game for him, and there is no shadow in his eyes that he cares about winning or losing. What he wants is just a fight, This simple and pure reason is the source of the fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Do you use weapons?" Wu Hao asked.

"No, my body is the strongest weapon." Mo Shui Shui said that his voice is very rough, but it complements his posture.

"It seems that you are very confident in your own strength?" Wu Hao light smile, can fight with such opponent, he is actually quite happy.

"In front of you, I don't have self-confidence in my own strength. I still have self-knowledge. I'm excited to have a real fight with a strong man. If you still think highly of me, beat me with all your strength." Mo Shui Shui said.

"If I'm going to beat you with all my strength, you may not be able to stop for a few seconds." Wu Hao looked at him with a smile. With such awareness, this guy can be called a master. His future strength is destined to be stronger than now.

"It's all failures anyway. What's the difference between staying on the court for an hour and staying for a minute? I want to appreciate the strength of the first grade master! "

"OK, I'll meet your expectation in a moment!" Wu Hao nodded seriously.

"But don't think I'll stand still. Since this is a battle, I'll try my best to attack you. If you can defeat me quickly in this case, I really admire you."

"Naturally." Wu Hao smiles and doesn't say much.

"Well, the two players on the field choose not to use weapons together. They are ready to fight now. Next, don't move your eyes. Let's wait and see the last fight of grade 14."

The tutor retreated to the sideline.

Wu Hao's conversation with Mo Shuishui is all in his ears. He is greatly surprised by Wu Hao's confidence. According to the match between Ling fei'er and kuangfeng, Wu Hao must be able to beat Mo Shui Shui. There is no doubt about that. But he just said that he would beat Mo Shui Shui in a few seconds, which is a little strange. Mo Shui Shui's strength is visible. A fierce fighter stood in front of him, and he was confident that he could beat him in a few seconds, Is he too confident, or has he retained most of his strength so far?

I don't understand at all.

But the results will soon be revealed.

He reached out and snapped his fingers in the air.

As soon as the ring finger rings, Wu Hao's body disappears. The next second, he appears in front of Mo Shuishui. At this time, the sound of ring finger just reaches Mo Shuishui's ears. When Mo Shuishui is shocked, he immediately works his internal strength to repel him, but his speed, in Wu Hao's eyes, is too slow.

"There you are

The next second, Wu Hao's fists and feet immediately launched a saturation attack on him, and the whole person flew back directly. Wu Hao was always in front of him, constantly attacking him. Mo Shuishui tried to resist, but he couldn't keep up with his rhythm, even if he wanted to block his attack with explosive power.

What he saw was fast and rhythmic attack. In fact, he was very skillful. He played the key point of his own power every time. He broke up his own power as soon as he lifted it up, and he broke it up as soon as he lifted it up. He couldn't run his own power in the whole process.

"You lost."

Wu Hao suddenly reaches out his hand to hold him, but Mo Shuishui's foothold is outside the circle.

Mo Shuishui looked down at his feet and at Wu Hao in front of him. His eyes were full of horror.

"How long did it last?" Mo Shui Zheng Zheng asked.

"About four seconds." Wu Hao light said a, site is too wide, otherwise two seconds to three seconds can solve.

"You..."

Mo Shuishui's eyes are more startled.

He is very clear that he will lose today's game, but from the beginning of playing, what he thought in his heart was to have a hearty fight with him, because he always felt that the fight could not end so soon, and his strength could last for at least a few minutes.

But did not expect to really like he said, a few seconds to the end of the fight, and the beginning of the game to the end of the game, there is no fight back.

But he didn't feel aggrieved.

What he wanted was to appreciate the demeanor of an expert. Now he felt it, and it was even more frightening than he expected. A real expert had no chance to fight in front of him. He had no chance to raise his strength to resist. It was terrible. If the ultimate level of cultivation was such a level, There is still a long way to go for yourself to be a master.

"I see. Next I have a goal to work for." Mo Shuishui finally took back his spirit for a long time and nodded heavily.

If the game is just a game, it doesn't make any sense. The reason why he wants to know Wu Hao's strength is to know his own gap. Now he finally knows where his gap is. Next, he can try his best to make up for this gap.

From the beginning of his cultivation, he knew that failure was not terrible. What was terrible was that he would never recover after failure, so he never took failure seriously. Failure was just a way for him to know his own shortcomings.

"Yes, there is a future." Wu Hao smiles and pats him on the shoulder.

He appreciates every cultivator with a correct attitude. The foundation of cultivation is mood. The broader the mood is, the higher the cultivation will be. The victory or defeat of any battle has nothing to do with cultivation itself. The vast majority of cultivators who are affected by the victory or defeat do not put their fighting mentality right, while those who really face the result of the competition, Like Mo Shui Shui, failure can promote him to go further and higher.