"Quick Dragon has fallen …"
No one knew who let out such a sigh, but it made the people who were shocked by the battle suddenly wake up.
Quick Dragon … had really fallen.
The referee quickly walked to Quick Dragon's side, and after confirming repeatedly, raised the green flag representing Mo Yan's side.
"Quick Dragon has lost its ability to fight, Soroilhac wins. Because trainer Imperial Dragon Ferry's six sprites have all lost their ability to fight, the winner of this competition is … Mo Yan from the Dark Night Market!"
Silence …
Then, stormy waves of cheers suddenly sounded. Not to mention those who were originally cheering for Mo Yan who had already shouted until their throats were broken, even the audience who supported Imperial Dragon Ferry couldn't help but shout loudly.
The competition lasted for more than three hours without a moment's rest. A total of 12 sprites from both sides took turns to compete, and there were moments when they had the upper hand.
Without seeing the last second, it was impossible to know who would win the final victory.
From this moment on, it also indicated that the highest combat power of the Inner City Alliance had been completely replaced.
The first and second Heavenly Kings were terrifyingly young, and for a long time, the Inner City Alliance could prosper and develop steadily.
Soon, the fainted Quick Dragon woke up, and looked at Imperial Dragon Ferry with eyes full of guilt and self-blame.
It was clearly already a half-step champion, and the opponent was only an advanced Heavenly King, but it still lost.
Imperial Dragon Ferry patted Quick Dragon's shoulder to comfort it silently.
Whether it was a win or a loss, he and his teammates would bear it together. There was no need for verbal comfort, and they all knew what to do next.
At this time, Mo Yan also walked to the only flat ground in the center of the arena with Soroilhac.
The two looked at each other, and they could see the surprise and admiration in each other's eyes.
"I'll let you show off this time, and see what happens next time!" Imperial Dragon Ferry's momentum was like a rainbow, and he didn't feel frustrated at all because of the defeat.
Mo Yan smiled, and his right hand rested on Soroilhac's shoulder.
"Next time, I will only be stronger, and when the time comes, you can directly challenge me as the champion!"
"Tsk, after fighting with me, only Soroilhac is left, do you want it to fight eighteen alone?" Imperial Dragon Ferry sneered, but he was somewhat envious in his heart.
Mo Yan, who had become the number one Heavenly King, had the qualifications to challenge for the champion's throne. However, his main forces should be the Geng Gui and the Moon Elf.
The former's Space Barrier had an unparalleled defense. Just the fact that it "required the strength of a champion to break through" was enough for the Geng Gui to go on a rampage.
The latter did not seem strong, but he could completely play the role of the team doctor and provide support to his teammates through a reasonable method.
If it really didn't work, the Poison Substitution Tactic and the tactic of defending and not defending would be enough to make the opponent suffer.
Mo Yan smiled, but did not immediately confirm the time of the challenge, he only purposely teased: "Let's wait and see, Heavenly King Du!"
"Tsk, King Mo ~ Tian ~, I'm waiting." Du answered word by word, as if emphasizing.
Brother, you haven't become the champion yet!
In the end, Imperial Dragon Ferry took the initiative to raise Mo Yan's hand high, letting him enjoy the cheers and shouts of victory.
This is all because of you!
The competition was over, and Mo Yan officially became the number one Heavenly King in the city.
Before the competition, his friends who had already come to Yanmo City could also run over to congratulate Mo Yan without any scruples.
But because there were so many people, more than half of the Spirit Gathering Center seemed to have been booked by them.
Looking back, Mo Yan realized that the people he had met in this life, and the friends he had made were all over the Spirit Alliance.
After walking through most of the venue, Mo Yan sincerely expressed his thanks to everyone who came.
After the liveliness, it was time for a group gathering in the wild. Everyone had fun for a day, and then one by one, they said goodbye to Mo Yan and the others.
Many people were no longer carefree trainers who traveled in the wild. Some had inherited dojos, and some had taken up positions in the Spirit Alliance.
There were also a few people who gave up on being a trainer and took up other jobs.
These people, more or less, had placed their initial dreams on Mo Yan.
After all, many of them were people that Mo Yan had defeated in various competitions.
And in the future, even if Mo Yan had such an important competition, they would not have the impulse to fly over to watch it live.
But in the future, when Mo Yan became the champion, he could boast to his children.
"Your father, I, almost beat the champion Mo Yan!"
Sigh, that was the truth!
...
The night wind blew gently. Mo Yan and Zhu Lan stood side by side on the balcony, looking at the bright moonlight.
Both of them did not talk much, but under the quiet night sky, they seemed to be very harmonious.
Under the balcony, two figures were chasing each other in the garden, and they were very intimate.
It was the Moon Elf, Ice Elf.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder. The Moon Elf and Ice Elf had not seen each other for a while, and now they were lovey-dovey.
"When are you going to challenge the champion?"
The person who asked this question was not Zhu Lan, but Mo Yan.
Compared to Mo Yan who had just become the number one Heavenly King, Zhu Lan in the Mystical Alliance was basically the overlord.
Even the Mystical Alliance had confirmed the person who could become the fourth Heavenly King at any time, and they were just waiting for Zhu Lan to issue the challenge.
It had to be said that Zhu Lan's talent was really abnormal. Mo Yan's two lifetimes of experience and the Power of Darkness could barely keep up with her speed of improvement.
Now that she did not challenge the champion, some people thought that she was waiting for Mo Yan, or else the champion would have been at her fingertips.
Zhu Lan looked at the starry sky, and only turned her head after a while.
"It's not the real champion, there's no hurry."
Mo Yan nodded to show that he understood. As expected, she did not care about the title of champion.
Zhu Lan looked at the nodding Mo Yan, and sighed in her heart.
"What a fool!"
Then, both of them returned to their silent state.
Mo Yan gently held Zhu Lan's hand, and everything seemed very natural.
The next morning, Zong Jie was waiting at the door with the work schedule, but it was almost ten o 'clock, and there was no movement from the door.
Zong Jie's initial admiration turned to doubt, and then to panic.
When Miss Joey opened the door with the spare key, she found that there was no one in the room, and only a fragile note was left, as if it would be blown out of the window in the next second.
'I had some inspiration from yesterday's battle, went out to find an opportunity to break through, will be back in three days!'
Zong Jie held the note, and the corner of his mouth could not help but twitch.
The six sprites from yesterday's battle were still resting in the Sprite Center, what inspiration was there!
Dojo Master Mo Yan, you must be a sprite, right? How could you break through to the Heavenly King tier on your own?!
On the other side, Mo Yan, who was sitting on the back of the Gentleman Crow, looked at Zhu Lan, who was on the back of the Poquís, and felt complicated.
He did not expect that on his first day as the number one Heavenly King in the city, he would be taken out by his girlfriend to slack off.
Also, why did she leave that note so skillfully?
She must be a habitual offender, right?
Yes, she must be!
The future champion who loved to take a break the most had already taken shape!
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