Chapter 128: Nothing Can Stop Him Ding Ling was finally no longer sleepy. He felt that this junior student in front of him must have some innate talent for speaking, otherwise it would not explain why he could speak continuously at such a high speed without repeating himself or making any mistakes. I thought it would just be a brief exchange after a fight, but within just a few minutes, this guy went from talking about treating people with sincerity to the fundamental reasons that determine success or failure in life. He finally pulled himself out of his daze and suddenly became curious. This kid talks so much nonsense, why doesn't Senior Kang come and stop him? Turning around, I saw Kang Long with his hands in his pockets, looking around, as if it had nothing to do with him. You, a master at the Grandmaster level, are you going to sell me out like this? Kang Long has taken off the filter of study committee member, and of course he has also recognized Chen Mo's true face. He sincerely believed that in terms of strength, Ding Ling was obviously stronger than Chen Mo, but in terms of talkativeness, no one could match Chen Mo, not even a junior master like him. ".So in the final analysis, what kind of life is a successful life? I must draw a conclusion here." Hearing this, Ding Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief. After all, it was finally over.
Chen Mo suddenly stopped talking in the middle of his speech because he received a panel prompt. [Because you have been away from the competition for too long, the player label has been removed.] Because the two of them were not seriously participating in some kind of competition, it was just a temporary arrangement, so after standing there doing nothing for too long, the player label was removed. Once the player label was removed, the spectator label naturally ceased to exist. Chen Mo felt a little troubled, paused for a few seconds, and said to Ding Ling: "Let's compete again." ? "I've heard this part, why don't you just finish your conclusion!" Although today was the first time the two met, Ding Ling still felt that this guy's mental state seemed a little abnormal and he should see a psychiatrist first. "Brother, let's begin." Chen Mo didn't want to waste the conclusion he had just come up with. After all, it would still count towards the word count if he talked about it later. He began to back away. In any case, Ding Ling accepted the current situation. Competition and exchange are always better than being scolded unilaterally. Humph, at worst I can just beat him up to vent my anger. He thought so. "Brother Ding, I'm about to go up, please be careful." "Come on, but don't take it too seriously. Although I just won by chance, I'm actually not that good. Look, I've only opened two orifices, and none of my spirits have awakened." "." To be honest, Chen Mo felt that although he was not a good person, his opponent was not much worse. Every time a competition started, he would start to be insincerely humble. "drink--" Chen Mo shouted, launched a sand sculpture attack, and rushed forward. Ding Ling got ready and was ready for battle. Although he won the fight just now, he could already feel that this junior opponent was actually very strong. Even with such a powerful innate talent as the giant spirit body, he might still fail if he was not serious.
So when faced with the fierce attack from the sand sculpture, he did not underestimate it at all. Chen Mo came with yellow sand rolling in, getting closer and closer. Click. Ding Ling's joints made a crisp sound. Chen Mo was still approaching, and the two were about to reach the range of close combat, but suddenly, he turned his body and deviated from the original direction. Swah—— Chen Mo rolled away with the yellow sand again, as if he was just passing by. ? Ding Ling was stunned. What tactic is this? "Hey, Brother Ding, you are really strong." Chen Mo stopped about ten steps away in another direction and said with a sneer. No, what’s my strength? I didn’t do anything just now! Chen Mo held the knife across his body: "Don't worry, I'm going to be serious next." He reached into his pocket. Ding Ling raised her eyebrows. What is he going to do, a hidden weapon? Wait, why do I remember that his pocket contained... Chen Mo took out the melon seeds. Click. "Senior Kang, look at him!" Ding Ling became anxious. He felt that this boy was provoking him, so he turned to the sidelines and then became stupid again. Kang Long disappeared at some point and was replaced by the martial arts academy disciples who were testing their physical fitness nearby. At this time, Chen Mo found an opportunity and spoke again: "Brother Ding, how can you be distracted when fighting?" "Eh? Weren't you the one who was distracted first?" Ding Ling stared at the melon seeds in his hand. However, Chen Mo did not respond at all. He just continued, "I must seriously tell you a truth. This truth was also told to me by a senior." He has mastered the skill of exploiting bugs. He would make a move first, and then wait until the panel identified the opponent as a contestant. Then he would stop, beep for a while, and make another move after the label expired. Ding Ling had never seen such a person before, and was a little stunned for a moment, but as soon as she was stunned, Chen Mo spurted out hundreds of words like a machine gun. Not only him, but even the few people who were watching the game on the sidelines felt very strange. "Where did this guy come from? Do you want to compete or not?" "Do you think there's something strange about the melon seeds he ate?" "Could it be that the technique he practices is related to eating?"
Everyone has doubts in their hearts, but they cannot get answers. At this moment, Ding Ling couldn't bear it anymore. Since Chen Mo didn't move, he chose to take action himself. After a muffled groan, he pushed hard with his feet and rushed forward first. Just like the first competition, his half-style punch was a short, flat and fast style, but combined with his huge spiritual body, the power was considerable. To be honest, when Chen Mo saw his opponent start to move, he felt a little weak, because he had experienced the power of that punch and he really couldn't beat him. Faced with the attack, he ran away with a determined look in his eyes and a nimble body. boom! Ding Ling leaped over and punched in vain, landing on the ground with a dull thud, which stirred up a layer of dust. Chen Mo swallowed his saliva. If he was hit head-on, he would fly at least ten meters away. But he grasped the key point: "Wait, Brother, you don't just have strength but can't keep up with the speed, right?" Ding Ling scratched his head while standing there. "Yeah, even if I have a powerful spirit body, what can I do? I am as slow as a turtle and no one can catch up with me. I am such a loser that I am just being outstripped by others." Chen Mo was happy: "Don't underestimate yourself. I will teach you how to be confident--" boom! ! Another punch came at him, and Chen Mo dodged again. After entering a safe area, he continued, "The principle of self-confidence. As an extraordinary person, the first thing you need is the confidence to defeat the enemy. If you give up directly because of a shortcoming in some aspect, it is completely unnecessary." Ding Ling, who came after him again, also had something to say. "Yes, you are right. Even such a simple truth needs to be taught by a junior. I am such a failure. This is how my life will end." boom-- “That was a close call.” Chen Mo dodged another punch and continued to run while beeping. One of them was chasing the other and the other was fleeing. Each of them was muttering to himself, which made the martial arts academy disciples who were watching the fight nearby dumbfounded. (End of this chapter)