Michaeli's change was so great that Mo Yan couldn't recover from it for a while.
He still remembered when Mo Yan went to Liuli Gymnasium as a guest, and after taking care of Michaeli's three arrogant seniors, he challenged Mo Yan to a duel in order to make Liuli Gymnasium proud.
Minas versus Megalodon, and the final victor was Megalodon.
At that time, Michaeli was just an ordinary genius who had taken the wrong path in the eyes of others.
And because he wasn't recognized by the people around him, his personality was suppressed to the point of silence and inferiority.
But now, he was so flirtatious, surrounded by brainless fans at all times. It could be said that Michaeli's nature had been completely liberated.
In the past, Mo Yan had naively thought that when Michaeli really became the champion of Fangyuan, he might be able to brag about this battle for the rest of his life.
But as the strength of the elves steadily increased, Mo Yan suddenly wondered why he subconsciously thought that he couldn't compare to Michaeli.
I can beat you once today, and I will definitely beat you countless times in the future!
The heart of the strong often needed to climb up countless geniuses before it could finally take shape!
Looking back at Michaeli's current appearance, Mo Yan added another reason to beat him in his heart.
F * ck, is Dad's chin something you can pick just because you want to?
Have you asked for my personal opinion?
Am I that close to you?
Trash Michaeli!
After laughing and joking around, the few people who were not very familiar with each other became very lively because of Mi Keli's unusual outburst.
Of course, Mo Yan appeared to be more indifferent the whole time. He just silently watched the other three chatting happily, and in his heart, he began to consider whether he should challenge the limits of the human body again.
Yes, this time it could be the neck.
Since Mo Yan and the others had been on the road for several days, after eating a sumptuous dinner at a seven-star hotel, Michaeli took the initiative to arrange for them to have a good rest.
"Mo Yan, I'll come over tomorrow morning at eight to tell you to set off. Let's go watch the competition that I spent a lot of effort to organize."
Michaeli stood at the door and said mysteriously to Mo Yan and the others. After that, he didn't forget to give them a handsome wink.
"Bang!"
In response, Mo Yan didn't hesitate to close the door.
"Boss, isn't that a little rude?" Mark suddenly remembered to be civilized and polite.
"You're siding with others after eating a big meal? Since when did my Dark Night Dojo lack a meal with you? "Mo's eyes were cold, so piercing that Mark immediately stood up and saluted, not daring to say another word.
"Hmph, go to sleep!"
Moyan turned around and walked into his room. Then, he turned on his computer and began browsing the latest news.
Sleep? How could sleep't's sleep's's's's?
Wasn't he supposed to surf the internet, watch dramas, and chat until he couldn't take it anymore before lying down?
Then he'll lie on the bed, use his phone to browse, watch, and chat. When his phone smashed into his face, he realized that he had to sleep, so he really closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Then, Immortal Mo Yan flipped to the news about himself in Curtain City. After a moment of silence, he felt that it wasn't important.
Compared to tomorrow's headlines, the previous one was just a drizzle.
The night passed without a word …
The next morning, the flashy Michaeli came over on time. Mo Yan had already seen last night's news on the computer.
However, after a night of adjustment, he was able to face it calmly. He was able to restrain himself from looking at Michaeli's neck and thinking about the limits of human flexibility.
In Michaeli's words, you'll get used to the headlines.
"Brother Michaeli, is the competition that we're going to watch in a while really that beautiful and dazzling? Can elves really do those special effects? "Mark couldn't help but ask on the way.
Mo Yan was shocked. Mark didn't fall asleep immediately last night. He even did his homework?
"Those aren't special effects. They're all created by the elves through hard training.
What we're showing is the charm of the elves. It's a beautiful battle! " Michaeli saw that Mark was paying attention to his competition. He couldn't help but exclaim loudly in front of everyone.
However, they had a group of die-hard fans accompanying them. Not only did they not feel embarrassed, they even screamed again.
Mo Yan recalled the Michaeli he saw in his previous life. Although he was also flashy, he wasn't as crazy as this, was he?
All these years … What had Michaeli experienced?
Or was it just because he was young and frivolous?
Mo Yan shook his head. He was too lazy to think about it. He turned his attention to the new competition that Mark and George were talking about.
"Performance competition?"
Mo Yan pondered for a while. He thought to himself, Isn't this the beautiful competition that will be popular in the future? It's almost as popular as the Alliance Conference.
However, the beautiful competition was currently only famous in a few small cities in the Fangyuan District. It was the kind of competition that was confined to its own territory. It wasn't popularized at all.
If it was the Shenao District, they should have just come into contact with it. No wonder Michaeli kept saying that he put in a lot of effort to organize this competition.
Coming out of the hotel, the group took only ten minutes to reach the competition venue.
Looking at the beautiful sky blue water stage, Mo Yan thought that this was the prototype of the future annual Michaeli Cup.
"Do you guys want to come and try?" Michaeli directly invited Mo Yan and the other two. He also gave Mark a provocative look.
"Ah!!!"
Mo Yan frowned. He listened to the screams around him and cursed Michaeli in his heart.
"You d * mn slut. You're always giving off charm!"
"Then let's try." Mo Yan narrowed his eyes. Isn't it just a beautiful competition? Even if I haven't eaten ivory pork, I've seen ivory pigs run.
I've even seen ivory pigs run together!
"Me too! Me too!" Mark, who liked to join in the fun, naturally wouldn't refuse. Now that his boss was participating, there was even less reason not to go.
"What about brother George?" Michaeli turned his head and winked at George. Of course, he couldn't avoid a burst of electricity.
"I'll cheer for everyone." George chuckled and winked back at Michaeli. After all, his looks weren't bad either.
"Alright then. The audience seats are over there. I'll bring Mo Yan and Mark to sign up first."
"Mm, go ahead. Don't worry about me." George nodded and walked towards the audience seats.
Michaeli hooked his finger at Mo Yan and Mark, causing the crazy fans around to scream again. Only then was he satisfied and brought them backstage to sign up.
"It's your first time participating in a competition, so I'll put you at the back so that you can watch the others' performances. Is that okay?" Michaeli very considerately arranged.
"No problem!" Mo Yan nodded. He also felt that the main character should be the last to appear.
"Then I'll put you in the bottom two or three," Michaeli said matter-of-factly.
"Why not the bottom two?" Mo Yan frowned and asked.
"Because I'm the last one." Michaeli grinned. "The main character should be the last to appear!"
"… Oh."
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