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Taking Funina to the fist duel arena, Mo Nanfeng acted as a tour guide along the way, constantly introducing the composition of Melo Petersburg.

Along the way, many people saw Funina and Mo Nanfeng, and they were all dumbfounded.

Many people were eager to step forward to pay their respects, but were stopped by the guards.

Looking at the buildings around her, Funina felt a little depressed and a little curious.

"How did you get to know Leosley? Judging from your relationship, you've known each other for many years?"

Hearing Fu Nina's question, Mo Nanfeng answered without thinking: "A few years ago!

At that time, Leosley was chasing a criminal, and I was swimming in the sea, and I helped him catch the criminal.

Then we got to know each other.”

"Oh~" A long sound came out of Funina's mouth, stimulating Mo Nanfeng's ears.

When the person in charge of the fist duel arena saw Funina and Mo Nanfeng, he was stunned.

I seemed to see the Water God? Was I dreaming?

Lord Water God aside, why did Mo Nanfeng come here?

I vaguely remember that last year, Leosli asked Mo Nanfeng to compete in a competition, and the one who defeated Mo Nanfeng was awarded a reward position.

Many prisoners rushed to challenge, and many were beaten half to death by Mo Nanfeng, and some even lost arms and legs.

At that time, all the prisoners reacted and Leosley simply pretended to be dead and disappeared.

Afterwards, when some people in the arena found out the truth, they realized that most of those who were beaten half to death were those who wanted to start a riot.

I can only say that you deserve it!

But Mo Nanfeng's combat effectiveness is really high. Many mercenaries cannot survive more than a few rounds in his hands.

Coming here today?

"Lady Funina, Master Mo Nanfeng.

Come to the boxing arena, do you have any instructions?" The person in charge smiled and swallowed his saliva from time to time.

"The Duke asked me to fight in the ring, so let's get started!

Those who defeat me can choose any position, sentence reduction, or power. "

After saying that, Mo Nanfeng took Funina, who was still wandering around, to find a place to rest and sat down.

Mo Nanfeng is going to fight again? Crazy!

Sitting on the chair, Mo Nanfeng considerately poured a glass of Fengda for Funina.

I don't know why, but the Maple Leaf in Merlot Petersburg tastes better than the ones outside.

Taking the cup, Fu Nina looked at Mo Nanfeng who was taking off his clothes, held her chin and blinked.

"Well~ This is the first time I've seen you take action since you became my bodyguard."

Hearing what Funina said, Mo Nanfeng smiled. It was indeed his first time taking action.

I have been a guard for more than two years and I really haven't encountered any danger.

“Lady Furninna, let me show you my strength.

In the past two years, I have become much stronger!"

Now Mo Nanfeng looked like a little kid begging for praise, with a very innocent smile.

Seeing Mo Nanfeng like this, Funina narrowed her eyes into slits and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"It depends on your performance."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Nanfeng jumped onto the stage and waved to the group of people in the waiting area.

"Come on! Who's first?"

With just four words, Mo Nanfeng's entire temperament changed.

Originally sunny and cheerful, with a hint of childish silliness, he became quite cold and stern.

The Eye of God did not glow, which proved that Mo Nanfeng was not using elemental power now, but his temperament had changed.

With a grab of his right hand, he held the black sword in his hand. The hilt was dotted with a little gold, which looked quite intimidating.

Inserting the long sword into the ground, Mo Nanfeng continued: “If you force me to use a weapon, I will get a special license of 10,000 scrolls.

As for elemental power, go ask the Duke for a reward."

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong man jumped up, and it was obvious that he was very anxious.

He had just recently arrived in Melo Petersburg and had never heard of the legend of Mo Nanfeng.

In his eyes, Mo Nanfeng was just a normal guard, not on the same level as himself, a mercenary who had been traveling all year round.

Below the stage, Funina sat in a perfect position, watching the competition with her chin in her hand.

Two years ago, when Mo Nanfeng was still a little brother, he could fight back and forth with Clorinde. Even if he lost, it proved his strength.

Not to mention that two years have passed and his body has developed in all aspects, and he often competes with Clorinde every few days.

The sturdy man stepped forward and started charging. He was so arrogant that he didn't even take out his weapon.

In this regard, Mo Nanfeng could only feel sorry for him for a while.

Turn sideways, lift your legs, and whip.

The whole action was smooth and fast, so fast that it was unimaginable.

The sturdy man felt as if his chest muscles were hit by a steel whip. He flew backwards and hit the wall heavily.

After standing firm, Mo Nanfeng continued to speak to the people waiting in the wings: "Next one.

Change the rules, and anyone who forces me to use weapons will be fined 100,000 coupons."

What a joke! If the reward is not increased, who would be willing to come up and get beaten?

Just with that one move, most of the people who were eager to try became dispirited.

But when there is a lot of money, there will always be reckless people.

Look, a man with a sword immediately rushed up.

Without saying anything, he just found fault and killed.

Although the movement was very fierce, it went straight to the face and killed with one blow.

But the speed is still slow.

Same movement, same technique, same whipping.

The swordsman was kicked down by Mo Nanfeng and hit the wall.

In the audience, Funina clapped and cheered.

"Great, great, keep going, keep going!"

In the following time, in more than a dozen competitions, in most cases, Mo Nanfeng kicked or slapped his opponents away with one move.

The most he did was to fight with Mo Nanfeng a few times, but he still lost.

The black sword stuck in the ground remained unmoved and remained the same as before.

Many prisoners who were originally eager to go on stage now stood there, not daring to go forward.

But is it a solution not to go up? The person in charge urged them to go up and get beaten.

Why?

Lady Funina is sitting over there. If she is unhappy, will Melopensky still have a good life?

They are in high spirits now. If the competition stops, they will be in trouble.

After waiting for a long time, no one came up. Mo Nanfeng felt a little bored, so he turned around and exchanged glances with Fu Nina.

As for what they were communicating about, Mo Nanfeng himself didn't know

But you can see that Funina is very happy. Her expressions, movements and gestures are exactly the same as those in the opera house.

"Mo Nanfeng, I'll play with you."

Hearing this voice, everyone present was stunned.

The owner of the voice was none other than the Duke of Mellow Petersburg, Leosli.

Leosli jumped onto the ring, put on his gloves tightly, and there was an ice-blue elemental force around him. The Eye of God also emitted a faint light.

Seeing this, Mo Nanfeng pulled out the black sword stuck in the ground and took a fighting stance.

The same elemental power is floating around the body, and the same ice elemental god's eye.

In the audience, Funina stood up and cheered with her hands raised.