Upon the appearance of these 2 names, the entire stadium turned silent for a period of time. This was a matchup that no one had expected. Clearly, Wang Zhong and Mo Wen had placed absolute importance on this CHF. Both of them had placed all of their cards on the table. Truthfully speaking, all of them were targeting Grai.
A faint smile appeared on Wang Zhong's face. He had allowed Grai to be the vanguard for an entire season, and only changed his formation for the final match of the CHF. This was all to test Mo Wen's character. Mo Wen was even more steady than he had imagined, and was willing to let go of his two trump cards, Mo Ling and Napier Mo, in favor of Mo Zhong. Just this move, his bearing, and his foundation were something that no one else could match up to.
Wang Zhong's intention for Barran to be the vanguard was to eliminate Mo Ling. However, if Mo Wen didn't send Mo Ling out, Barran could still take a gamble. However, he never imagined that Mo Wen would send out the weakest of them, Mo Zhong.
In the viewing gallery, Laura and Sharmie, who were already aware of Tianjing's lineup, could not help but furrow their brows. Beneath the stage, Ma Dong was even more dumbfounded. Frankly speaking, Grai had been the vanguard for such a long time. Frankly speaking, it was all for the sake of numbing their opponents for the finals. Yet, Tianjing actually didn't fall for it?
Why was this Mo Wen so terrified? Wasn't the Mo Family known as the king of toughness?
The battle had already begun. Not only was it a battle of strength, but it was also a battle of wits. Mo Wen definitely wasn't just a brute. After a brief moment of silence, the stadium and Skylink exploded into an uproar.
God, it's a trap on both sides!
Who was the one who told me that Wang Zhong was an honest boy who would definitely send Grai up for the first match?
Who told me that the blind man was an honest driver and definitely didn't have any ulterior motives?
These two bastards had f * cking lied to the whole world!
Although the Heaven's Fate fans were cheering loudly for Mo Wen's ability to see through Grai's formation, the Tianjing fans, who should be feeling depressed, were similarly incomparably excited.
Because they quickly realized that this result did not seem too bad.
On one side was the Mo Family's weakest link, and on the other side was the rising Ba God!
Barran beating up Mo Zhong?
There was definitely a chance!
Compared to Wang Zhong vs Mo Wen and Grai vs Mo Ling, this might be a duel where he had the same chance of winning!
"Ba God, you can do it! Kill Mo Zhong!"
"This is an absolute chance! Heaven's Fate's only weakness! Ba God, it's all up to you! You're the man who killed Cabel!"
"Killing Cabel was just an accident, right?"
"That's not necessarily the case. It can only be said that Cabel isn't qualified to be ranked S +."
Cabel's face flushed red, while the veins on his forehead popped out. "You at the bottom of the stage!"
Standing up, he pointed at Barran. Circulating his Soul Power, he roared out, causing a large portion of the viewing gallery to tremble slightly. "Destroy Mo Zhong! Bring out the strength to fight me one-on-one, it's just a matter of one hand! "
Everyone roared with laughter. Now that it was the finals, it was clear that many people had walked out of the shadow of defeat and were completely enjoying the process of battle.
Vladimir, who was beside him, gave a faint smile and shook his head. Barran might be very outstanding, and had improved very quickly. With the speed at which he had advanced by leaps and bounds, it was possible that he had improved even more over the past few days. This newbie definitely had the ability to fight against an S + ranked mainstay.
However, everyone seemed to have forgotten that the Mo Family was once the strongest defender on this planet.
Both sides had already entered the stadium. Seemingly due to the noise and clamour from the start of the match having consumed too much of the physical strength of the audience, or perhaps due to the influence of the steady aura radiating from the 2 heavy soldiers in the viewing gallery, both sides had already entered the stadium.
The noisy stadium gradually quietened down, while the buzzing sounds of discussions continued to ring out. Nevertheless, the screams and noise had already decreased by quite a bit.
In fact, he even felt that his surroundings were incomparably quiet. During the Grozny Competition Zone's elimination round, he had seen Mo Zhong. At that time, he felt that the other party was incomparably tall and lofty, and incomparably unreachable, causing him to revere and worship him. Thinking back to the path he had taken, he recalled that he didn't even know the most basic heavy soldier techniques half a year ago, and had just entered the academy. However, at this very moment, he was actually able to stand on the biggest stage of the Federation! In the finals, he was able to fight against such an outstanding heavy soldier under the gazes of tens of thousands of people!
Thump thump, thump thump …
A powerful heartbeat reverberated within Barran's consciousness, beating at a much faster rate than usual. Barran was somewhat surprised by this. After experiencing so much, he had assumed that he would no longer be nervous, and was already able to control his emotions. However, why was his heartbeat still so fast?
No, this wasn't nervousness.
Barran could feel that this was different from the flustered and anxious heartbeat he had felt when he had walked up to the stage. At this moment, although his heartbeat was fast, it was incomparably stable, incomparably powerful, and incomparably … exciting!
This was excitement, and thirst! The excitement of crossing hands with an expert, and the thirst for victory!
This was his heart's desire to become stronger!
Taking a deep breath, Barran closed his eyes, and slowly retracted his consciousness. That rapid heartbeat disappeared, and the sounds of the stadium instantly poured into his ears.
Hum hum hum hum …
"Go Barran! Go Tianjing! "
Amidst the low noise of discussions and discussions that filled the stadium, there were some shouts from the Tianjing and Barran fans.
The god of war had returned!
Barran's eyes abruptly opened as he focused his mind. The various thoughts he had when he had walked up to the stage instantly dissipated, while an imposing aura suddenly rippled out from Barran's body. Clenching his fists tightly, he slammed them together fiercely. Having completely recovered, he was going to obtain the first duel for Tianjing!
Surging power, full willpower, and a completely recovered Barran was going to fight in the truest sense of the word in this finals! The power that he had accumulated for a long time exploded out from his legs, while Soul Power revolved around his entire body, appearing just like a heavy armour, while his muscles swelled up by a full size.
Facing him, a calm smile appeared on Mo Zhong's face. Pulling his left leg back slightly, he drew a semicircle across the ground. There was no terrifying aura, nor was there any special power erupting from it. Instead, just the stance he had taken was already enough to give off a feeling of being part of nature.
This is? The stance of the Mo Family's internal fist technique? Although it didn't appear to have any ferocious aura, it gave people a feeling of being as calm as the abyss. Furthermore, the timing was simply perfect!
Just as the stance was completed, Barran's charge had already arrived.
BANG!
A muffled bang rang out as the massive collision caused the entire stage to tremble. Countless rock fragments were sent flying into the air, while gigantic shockwaves rippled out in all directions, smashing fiercely against the defensive barrier in the surroundings. Although the barrier wasn't damaged, the frightening shockwaves caused by the collision caused quite a few people in the audience to jump in fright.
An energy field visible to the naked eye suddenly expanded out from the point of collision. The collision of strength and Soul Power caused arcs of electricity to swim around the circular energy field, creating an astonishing scene. Barran's eyes narrowed, while the Soul Power radiating from his body suddenly retracted, converged, and unleashed once again.
Leaning Landslide!
Mo Zhong was sent flying 5 to 6 metres back. Like a bulldozer, Barran shot out once again. Continuing to unleash his strength, he felt as though his entire body was brimming with power. He wanted to smash his opponent into smithereens!
Faced against Barran's attack, Mo Zhong remained extremely stable as he spread his arms out. However, in the next second, he was sent flying once again, flying 5 to 6 metres back. Once again, he stabilised himself and spread his arms out. Barran felt slightly baffled. What was his opponent trying to do? His Leaning Landslide seemed to have collided with the same two-fold force! Did his opponent know how to use 2nd drive?
Without any further hesitation, Barran unleashed another attack. This time, a glint flashed across Mo Zhong's eyes as he clasped his hands together and patted Barran's shoulders. Upon contact, a circular arc exploded out, causing Barran to feel as though his 2nd drive had sunk into a pile of cotton.
In the next second, Mo Zhong's entire body smashed right into Barran. BANG …
Barran was sent flying back, completely losing his centre of gravity as he landed on the ground.
Mo School's Cotton Hands + 8 Extremes Blast!
Mo Zhong's face was brimming with confidence. Although he might not be able to deal with other people, Mo Zhong's Barran was the ancestor of the Mo School if he wanted to compete in combat techniques!
First, he would use his opponent's 2nd drive, before using Cotton Hands to break it. Then, he would turn around and unleash an even more powerful 8 Extremes Blast, which possessed greater destructive power, as well as greater power accumulation and recoil. Within the Mo Family, he was indeed the weakest. However, placed within the CHF, Mo Zhong was one of the best when it came to combat techniques between heavy soldiers. This was especially true against someone like Barran, who didn't possess any sort of miraculous talent. In terms of toughness and toughness, who could compare to Mo Zhong?
The 2 heavy soldiers entered into the most basic of hand-to-hand combat, a clash of 2nd drive. In terms of details, Barran's force-deflecting techniques were just the basics for Mo Zhong. Within the Heaven's Fate squadron, Mo Zhong was the traditional heavy soldier, a blue-collar existence that needed to endure various kinds of attacks. In terms of endurance, Mo Zhong was definitely a top notch expert. Barran's moves were limited to Leaning Landslide, force-deflecting techniques and gravity attribute special ability. However, these 3 weren't a problem for Mo Zhong.
Mo Zhong had completely suppressed Barran on the stage, with Mo Zhong clearly holding the upper hand in the clash of 2nd drive. Truthfully speaking, both heavy soldiers did not have any deeper killing moves or special abilities up their sleeves. Instead, they were just competing in their fundamentals and willpower. Barran was extremely persistent, but Mo Zhong was similarly persistent. Both their thirst for victory wasn't any weaker than the other.
This time, Barran didn't erupt with any miraculous willpower. Under the cheers of the entire stadium, the 2 continued to bombard each other for over 20 minutes. In the end, Mo Zhong relied on his more meticulous combat techniques to finally wear down Barran, obtaining victory for the 1st duel.
In a contest of toughness, the Mo Family had taken the lead. To the Heaven's Fate squadron, this was only logical and logical. They had already made an extremely thorough analysis of Barran's characteristics. Furthermore, they did not make any moves to provoke or infuriate Barran during the duel. This allowed them to suppress Tianjing's all-out counterattack style. Genuine fighting with one's life on the line and the so-called all-out fighting style were two completely different concepts. Without any external stimulation, Barran indeed wasn't able to create any miracles.
In this aspect, the Heaven's Fate squadron had undoubtedly done a better job. One shouldn't underestimate the emotions of humans. The reason why the weak humans were able to dominate the world and deal with various challenges wasn't because of how strong they were. Instead, it was because of the power that they could unleash upon touching the bottom line of their souls that was truly frightening.
A truly powerful squadron needed to learn how to control the emotions of their opponents, as well as their weaknesses.
Be it the Heaven's Fate supporters or the Tianjing supporters, all of them knew that the crux of the matter wasn't this duel. Only, the Tianjing supporters felt slightly regretful. What a good opportunity this was! However, there was truly no other way. Mo Zhong wasn't weak. It was just that he had been overshadowed by the radiance of the other great gods of the Mo Family.
Without much hesitation, Tianjing had already sent out the name list for the 2nd duel. Emily.
"It's that little lass from Assassin."
"I feel that she's a little weak. In fact, even if Wang Zhong and Grai aren't sent out, they can still let Scarlet come out and fight. In the previous duel, this vice-captain's performance is still something worth looking forward to."
"Fuck … Heaven's Fate has actually sent out Napier Mo?"
Yet another formation that they couldn't understand, causing everyone in the Skylink and stadium to be dumbfounded.
Logically speaking, there was absolutely no need for a trump card like Napier Mo to deal with Emily. The half ranged, half close combat Mo Shang was more than enough to deal with her. After all, Emily's earlier performances could only be considered as average.
On the Heaven's Fate side, Mo Wen's arrangements had left Napier Mo feeling rather helpless. Frankly speaking, he really didn't like to fight against girls, especially against those who were clearly weaker than him by quite a few levels. He would feel a sense of guilt for bullying a girl. However, there was nothing he could do about it, as Mo Wen's words were akin to an imperial edict within the Heaven's Fate squadron. Who knew what their boss was thinking?
Upon seeing the selection of their opponent, Emily, who had a calm expression on her face, could not help but feel nervous. She had experienced many things during this CHF journey. Although she did not have any dazzling performances, nor did she have a metamorphosis like Barran and Scarlet, she had already gradually matured. Originally, she had assumed that no matter what kind of opponent she faced, they would not cause any ripples to surface in her heart. However, this was the king of assassins, who had just been confirmed as the number 1 assassin in this CHF a few days ago …
With a smile, Wang Zhong patted Emily's shoulder and said, "Don't be nervous. Just enjoy the stage of the finals."
Nodding her head, Emily took a deep breath. Wang Zhong's words were always rather useful to her. That's right, just enjoy the finals. Regardless of victory or defeat, just do your best. What if a miracle happens?
At this moment, Emily had already taken her position and was waiting solemnly. However, Napier Mo had a cheeky grin on his face as he continued to pinch his exaggerated clown nose. He was even running around the stage, acting cute towards the surrounding audience, while emitting 'du du' sounds. This fellow was the one who was truly enjoying this match.
Emily's eyes had always been focused on Napier Mo's every movement. Even though his movements were in a non-combat state, Emily was still able to see how terrifying they were. Previously, she had viewed Napier Mo as a model for her to learn from. She had watched countless videos of Napier Mo, and understood his seemingly swaying and swaying movements, which were chaotic and disorderly, with no way to judge how he moved. However, when combined with the steps that he was clearly in a non-combat state, it actually coincided with that.
What kind of person would be able to integrate training into their daily life?
The basic path of an assassin was to be fast, ruthless and accurate. Originally, it wasn't advisable to forcefully focus on such erratic movements. However, if one was able to train it to the point where it was instinctive … one could only say that Napier Mo had already integrated the basic path of an assassin into his bones, and no longer cared about the shallow words of "fast, ruthless and accurate".
His casual movements appeared to be full of loopholes. However, when one truly attacked, one would discover that those loopholes did not exist at all. Such a method was something that one could never learn. The blade hidden in the darkness, and the ability to confuse one's opponent's judgement, was the most frightening aspect of an assassin.
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