The Gandharva tribe masters the art and culture of the eight tribes, and the notes were born on the night of the arrival of the moon god. They possessed the moon soul and were the purest soul. But obviously, whether in Mandala or in the human world, pure souls are the easiest to be coveted.

"Aren't I sorry for Motong? He will be very happy in the martial arts academy and must be the number one expert."

Long Moore smiled slightly: "That's not necessarily true. There are still some experts in the human martial arts academy. I heard that His Highness Kalida was a martial arts academy that graduated from the Rose Academy."

"Ah, I forgot if you don't mention it, Sister Jixiangtian, who won that battle?" Yin Note looked gossipy. Kalida had been to the Mandala imperial capital and challenged everywhere, which aroused the interest of Indra, who was still a prince at that time. The battle between the two caused a sensation in the Blade Alliance and the Mandala Empire, but no one knew the result. After this battle, Kalida also left the Mandala Empire.

And until now, Indra has not married yet.

After that, it was already five years later when Kalida went to Mandala. There were various rumors among the people for the expansion of the college's enrollment.

"You, don't be so gossipy, learn runes well." Ji Xiangtian couldn't help but pinch the cute little face of the notes. Only the ones who can speak so casually in front of her were the notes. Don't look at the notes being young, they are already a musician of the royal court and can freely enter and exit the palace.

"Tsk, you always treat me as a child. Motong is the real child. I have grown up!" The notes were very dissatisfied.

"Your Highness, I feel it's about to end." Long Moore brought the topic back in time, and the Bagua was over. It would be a bit too rude to talk about the king of the Eight Tribes behind their backs. "In fact, even with Motong's strength, there are no ones that can compete with him in the entire academy."

He is a nobleman of the "Dragon Elephant", but he is still incomparable to Jixiangtian. After all, he is the princess of the Tian clan and the sister of Indra Shitian, and is extremely noble.

Jixiangtian nodded. She came to the Rose Temple and had time. Although she did not attend classes with ordinary disciples, she still had some understanding of the overall abilities of the academy.

To be honest, at least for the moment, there is still a certain gap between the quality of students, teaching quality, and faculty and the Mandala Imperial College. Of course, this book is not her purpose for coming here.

This time she had a reason to have to come, which was related to the life and death of the Mandala Empire.

Hu~hu~huhu~huhu~huhu~

The breathing sound on the field is getting heavier and heavier, evenly and can be heard clearly, but it does not represent exhaustion. On the contrary, this is the secret breathing technique of Makhraga.

"Makhuraka's Hundred Breaths War." Long Moore said with a smile: "It seems that the result is going to be divided."

Yin Note's eyes flashed with anticipation, and I don't know who to cheer for in my heart.

Huhuhuhuhu...

The sound of breathing like thunder on the field, every extra breath, the soul power will change slightly, which can make Mo Tong's speed and strength stronger.

When the 100 breaths reaches, the quantitative change causes qualitative change, which is the moment when the 100 breath tactic is fully exploded. Now, the 100 breaths has reached the 100 breaths!

Mo Tong's pupils suddenly became shining, full of brilliance. The soul power in his body had been catalyzed to the peak limit after just one hundred breaths, making his power and speed almost double in an instant!

His skin was gradually becoming red, and his soul power became more dazzling and oppressive, but the guy on the opposite side was still a little bit of a fisherman.

Mo Tong didn't care about these things. He was in such a good state. He was so angry that he was vented by the damn Wang Feng. The axe became lighter and lighter, and the feeling was getting better and better. It would be better that the Black Armor did not shoot out the sword, so he could hammer him to death!

Breathing is accelerating, blood is boiling, and Motong's body is filled with strength.

The axe chopping movement became faster and faster, and the intertwined axe light quickly formed in the air, forcing Hei Wukai backwards with a strong airflow.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

"Kill kill kill kill ~~~~~~"

Mo Tong's breath was like a cow, long and heavy, and his muscles were bulging high. The speed of the battle axe was slashing faster and faster, as if more than a dozen slashes were slashing at the same time.

It can be seen that Heiwu Kai's carelessness was caught by Mo Tong. The Crazy Battle Axe was connected with one move, and the moves were repeatedly oppressed. But what was surprising was that Mo Tong, who seemed to be completely suppressed, had no oppressive power. Such an advantage could only be achieved through the series Battle Axe.

However, the oppressive strangulation of hundreds of axes in an instant finally defeated Heiwukai. Heiwukai slipped and retreated, but his body instantly stiffened and exposed that he did not completely remove Motong's attack.

At this time, Mo Tong had already gone out to sea like a dragon, soaring into the air, waving two battle axes with her arms like a roc spreading her wings.

One blow with all your might!

Moro double-killing!

Roar ~~~~

The soul power of the whole body instantly poured into two Moro battle axes, shining with a strong light, as if two boosters were added to the axe handle, and they killed them instantly.

At this moment, the retreating Hei Wukai suddenly showed a grim smile on his lips, his figure swayed, and he had already entered the next second, holding the sword in his left hand and suddenly pushed forward.

uh-huh……

Mo Tong grinned, damn, damn, the violent soul power had not yet been exerted, suddenly his chest was stuffy, and his soul power was poured back. Although most of it was removed, he still felt paralyzed all over.

Hei Wukai stood up slowly and touched Motong's head with a smile, "How many times have you told you that if you don't have the ability, don't show off."

The eight tribes also have different distances, such as Yasha and Makhraga, the relationship is relatively close.

Pick, snap.

Two axes fell to the ground. Mo Tong pointed at Heiwukai with his right hand tremblingly, and fell to the ground with his left hand covering his stomach, rolling on the ground like a shrimp with only a shrimp thread picked.

"Oh, it hurts so much, it hurts so much, Hei Wukai, you have the ability to fight me hard, don't use these tricks, are you a man?"

Hei Wukai smiled slightly and whistled indifferently, "What can be won is a good move, one thousand yuan, thank you for your patron."

"I'm just a fool, you're cheating!"

"Don't you betray the debt?"

"I have no money!"

"Speak calmly!" Long Moore scolded: "Mo Tong, don't be dirty, your highness is still here."

Mo Tong forgot about it while fighting, so he quickly got up, holding it in a serious manner, waiting for Heiwukai angrily, but Heiwukai shrugged indifferently.
Chapter completed!