Looking at the confident Wang Mang, Mo Yang showed a slight smile on his face.

Then, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said slowly:

"Hehe, it seems that you are very confident."

"But that's right, with your strength, no one can compete with you among the younger generation in the clan."

"This seat is very curious, with your strength and talent, why did you come to the endless sanctuary world?"

"What happened? Those guys from the Abyss Nine Clan are not fools, are they?"

Hearing this, Wang Mang's expression froze, and he said ambiguously:

"Who knows what they think?"

"Perhaps in their eyes, I'm just a genius with some talent."

Looking at the prevaricated Wang Mang, Mo Yang narrowed his eyes.

Then he said with a smile:

"It seems that those guys have lost their wisdom."

"Hehe, I'm just a little curious, don't mind my little friend."

As soon as he finished speaking, he gave Wang Mang a meaningful look.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see Wang Mang's future potential.

So what is the reason that made the Abyss Nine Clans give up this level of the proud son of heaven.

In the universe of the second ring a while ago, the avenue fluctuations spread from the top world of the abyss.

It's hard not to think of it together.

Looking at Mo Yang staring at him, Wang Mang pretended to be calm and said:

"Okay, didn't you say you want to take me to the clan to show my face?"

Hearing this, Mo Yang who came back to his senses hastily said:

"Haha, don't you see that this is too preoccupied with thinking about things?"

"Let's go, let everyone know you, the holy son of the Mo tribe."

After speaking, he waited on the spot for Wang Mang's reply.

Seeing this, Wang Mang also agreed aloud:

"it is good!"

As soon as the words fell, the figures of the two disappeared instantly.

On the way to follow Mo Yang, Wang Mang looked at his figure and said silently in his heart:

"What is this guy's attitude towards me?"

"Forget it, if you really want to attack me, you won't waste your time here."

At this time, Wang Mang was not clear whether the Nine Abyss Clans had spread the news of his ancient **** inheritance.

In the Yuanwu world back then, I heard people talking about it in the tavern.

But it seems that what they are talking about is the blow of the quasi-eighth-order powerhouse.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Mang's hanging heart immediately relaxed.

After all, he is responsible for the news of the ancient god's inheritance. If it spreads in this world, it will definitely be very troublesome.

The world's top combat power is very different from the original two small worlds.

This is just the father and son of the Mo clan in Mo City, making Wang Mang helpless.

Not to mention there are strong men from other forces.

Immediately, Wang Mang decided to kill him so that he would not show the appearance of gods and demons in this world.

…

In an instant, the figures of the two arrived in a huge venue.

In this field, Wang Mang saw countless clan members.

Seen from above, a dark crowd gathered on the field.

At the same time, as everyone continued to discuss, the entire venue became extremely noisy.

Seeing the two people who came, everyone in the Mo clan fell silent.

All of a sudden, countless eyes turned to Wang Mang beside Mo Yang.

Everyone looked at Wang Mang in unison.

It seems to want to see what qualifications this person has to become the holy son of their Mo tribe.

Suddenly, the atmosphere on the field became dull.

Seeing this, Mo Yang pointed at Wang Mang and said slowly:

"Okay, his name is Wang Mang, and he will be the holy son of our Mo clan from now on!"

"At the same time, he is also the leader of our young generation of Mo people."

"Next month, he will be the only candidate for our Mo people to participate in the endless jihad."

As soon as the voice fell, the crowd below suddenly exploded.

Obviously, Mo Yang's personal announcement shocked them even more.

The next moment, everyone who was surprised asked Mo Yang:

"Patriarch, where did you find Tianjiao?"

"That's right, patriarch, it's not good for you to set up a holy son casually!"

"Yes, at least we haven't seen the strength of this holy son yet!"

"It makes sense, besides, isn't Mo Wangu also a candidate to become the Son of God?"

"Why don't you let Shengzi fight Mo Wangu!"

"I can see it!"

"I agree!"

...

All of a sudden, calls for Wang Mang to fight Mo Wangu were endless.

Looking at the booing crowd, Mo Yang smiled and readily agreed:

"Hehe, that's a good proposal!"

"In that case, let Wan Gu fight Wang Mang!"

Hearing this, Mo Wangu, who was in the crowd, walked out slowly under the booing of the crowd.

Seeing this, Mo Yang spoke again:

"Okay, since we want to compete, let's go to the arena!"

"Let's go!"

As soon as the words fell, he rushed towards the competition arena among the Mo people.

At the same time, Wang Mang and Mo Wangu also left with him.

Seeing this, the people who were still in a daze also rushed towards the competition arena.

After a while, many onlookers gathered at the bottom of the ring.

As time passed, most of the Mo people had already gathered below the ring.

At this time, on the top floor of the Trial Pavilion not far from the arena.

Mo Gu was eating dessert with Mo Xiaoyou, watching the people in the arena below.

Seeing the two facing each other on the ring, Mo Xiaoyou said impatiently:

"Grandpa, how long are these two going to stand, and why aren't they fighting!"

Hearing this, Mo Gu patted her head and said dotingly:

"Haha, that's probably what your father meant."

"Okay, let's eat your bean cake first."

After finishing speaking, he also handed the exquisite bean cake on the plate to Mo Xiaoyou.

"Ok."

After receiving the bean cake from Mo Gu, Mo Xiaoyou said disconsolately.

Seeing this, Mo Gu smiled helplessly, and looked down at the arena below.

At this time, Wang Mang on the ring felt the breath of Mo Wangu's realm.

The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, showing a little contempt on his face.

In his perception, this guy's realm is only the first level of the immortal realm.

As for his strength ~lightnovelpub.net~ Wang Mang believes that he can easily suppress him.

As time passed, the news that Wang Mang and Mo Wangu were about to fight spread throughout Mo City.

Immediately, countless people came to watch the battle.

All of a sudden, there were figures around the arena of the competition.

Seeing the crowd gradually approaching, a slight smile appeared on Mo Yang's face on the ring.

Obviously, he sent people to spread the news.

The purpose is to let Wang Mang show his strength under the witness of everyone.

Only in this way can everyone understand the strength of Wang Mang, the Holy Son.

Mo Yang's fleeting smile was successfully captured by Wang Mang.

Looking at more and more people, Wang Mang's eyes were fixed in his heart and he said silently:

"You know that he will definitely lose, but you still have to notify so many people?"

"It seems that this guy is a stepping stone for me to improve my reputation in the Mo clan."

"Hehe, it seems that Mo Yang didn't intend to take this Mo Wangu into consideration at all."

"What a ruthless fellow."

The next moment, Mo Yang, who was beside the two of them, suddenly said:

"Alright, let's start the competition!"