In the second game, "The Road to Heaven Ends", there are still more than 5,000 seed players left on the red list in the Western Region.
Because most of the players were exhausted after three consecutive days of fighting, the official also gave everyone a week to rest and prepare.
Qin Mo was very tired when he finished the game.
On the surface, he looked like he had not moved.
In fact, due to the huge mental drain, his physical strength also declined seriously.
For the next few days, Feng Qing personally prepared meals for Mo Mo every day, just like the parents taking the college entrance examination in the old days, becoming the "logistics minister."
Seven days is neither long nor short.
After passing the "Road to Heaven", Qin Mo's mental strength is at least twice as strong as before, and his "mental clock" can be adjusted to one-fifth of a second.
However, this level is still far behind the "millisecond clock" of "Second Brain" Taiyi, but this improvement is a leap forward for Qin Mo.
At this time, his inner vision became clearer, and he could "see" the movement of the internal organs, the circulation and distribution of Qi and blood, the absorption of food, etc. clearly.
Because the mental power has skyrocketed, the innate fetal breath has also deepened.
Although the control is not perfect, it is stronger than most people who breathe in the ninth stage.
His strength is steadily improving every day.
After tempering the potential of his internal organs twice, and also entering the seventh stage of breathing through body training techniques, Qin Mo's strength has been squeezed into the front row of the breathing stage.
Of course, he is self-aware.
Not to mention the more than thirty people who are better than him on the road to heaven, think about how many powerful geniuses there are in the other five major regions.
Therefore, Qin Mo has always maintained a mentality of learning and tempering, and his goal in his heart is to reach the eighth stage of breathing as soon as possible.
Only by reaching the "innate body" can he have the strength to truly compete in the rankings.
Seven days later, the Western Conference seeding competition entered the final round.
Five thousand players will eventually eliminate 4,000 players, leaving only 1,000 seeded players to participate in the rankings.
The third round is called "passing five levels and killing six generals".
The final game adopts the random selection mode of three one-on-one games, one two-on-two game, and one three-on-three game.
Each person has a total of five chances, and winning three games will qualify him for promotion.
If the number of finalists exceeds 1,000, elimination will continue. virtual world.
Wow The scenery in front of him changed, and Qin Mo found himself on top of a snow mountain in the blink of an eye. quack quack The sky was blue, with snow-capped mountains, and several strange gray-feathered birds the size of passenger planes flew overhead.
"Hey, King of Stinky Farts!"
As soon as a little fat man appeared, he heard someone calling him.
"Oh, you won't be my follower, will you?"
The fat man had a smile on his face, and his two dimples were very charming.
This little fat guy was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but Qin Mo was deeply impressed because this guy got a strange "stinky fart fruit".
In previous matches, many players were stupefied by his strange and smelly farts. .
The little fat man named his "fans" "Followers".
Just when the seemingly kind-hearted fat man was seven or eight meters away from Qin Mo, he suddenly turned around, his fat butt facing Qin Mo, and looked back with a slightly dimpled smile.
"Stinky bomb" boom The sound of this fart sounded to Qin Mo's ears no less than a grenade exploding.
What was even more terrifying was that it was a poisonous mine.
Qin Mo had already taken precautions, and the innate fetal breath could temporarily stop breathing, and even the pores on his body would not allow the poisonous gas to invade.
The fat man fired a "stinky bomb" to see if the guy was still awake, but suddenly stopped.
Speaking of which, the fat man not only reacted quickly, he even lost his temper and simply dropped his pants and ran away with his snow-white and round buttocks exposed.
"Smelly machine gun" Puff puff puff Qin Mo held his breath and burst out.
He wanted to deal with this little fat man as soon as possible, but this guy was fat, but he couldn't run much slower than him.
What's even more disgusting is that the little fat man's butt is like a poison gun, constantly popping "poison".
"Grass" Qin Mo cursed in his heart.
The extremely stinky smell made his eyes sore.
He wanted to speak, but he didn't dare to speak.
God knows how poisonous this fart is.
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Qin Mo took a look at the fat man's escape route and stopped following him.
Instead, he bypassed the "poisonous area" and took a detour.
The two of them chased each other and fled.
Qin Mo occasionally picked up stones and attacked the fat man with his big butt exposed.
"I won't run away, and you won't hit my butt with stones.
I won't fart."
The little fat man was hit in the butt several times in a short while.
"Okay."
Qin Mo stood still, and suddenly a shovel hit his feet, sending sand and gravel flying all over the sky.
The fat man obviously didn't expect Qin Mo to do this move, so he subconsciously closed his eyes. call "Riding the wind and waves" Qin Mo took advantage of the situation, and his whole body was swept away like a gust of wind.
Swish Just when Qin Mo's "click" hit the fat man's belly, the fat man opened his eyes in an instant, and a beam of teasing eyes shot out.
"Um" The little fat man's hands seemed to push out slowly and quickly, and Qin Mo's fierce and ruthless attack was gently pulled away.
Just when Qin Mo realized it, the little fat man grabbed Qin Mo's wrist with both hands, pulled it suddenly, and hit him close to him.
Bang A dull sound came out, and Qin Mo was knocked away.
"Hold the sparrow's tail and wrap it around silk to perform vigorous Tai Chi Qi beating" The little fat man's move was smooth and flawless.
Even Qin Mo admired it in his heart.
It would be terrible if ordinary people were afraid.
"Hey, it turns out to be an individual cultivator."
The fat man was also a little surprised.
With his strength, he could easily knock down an old cow.
When he hit the opponent, he was like a mud cow sinking into the sea, without any reaction.
Ta-ta-ta "Good boxing skills."
Qin Mo laughed loudly, stepped on his feet repeatedly, his palms turned black and blue, and he slapped them down. bang bang bang The little fat man's eyebrows were unambiguous when he moved his hands, and his fists were like hammers, hitting hard against hard.
The two fists and claws struck each other, and the strength continued to change.
When Qin Mo saw the situation, his arms seemed to turn into two iron whips that were soft and strong.
The mist is steaming above the fat man's head, and the strength in his hands is sometimes overbearing and sometimes soft, and the same changes constantly.
The two of them broke out violently, and Qin Mo fought faster and faster, until finally he could only see a faint shadow.
"God's Palm" "Crazy Hammer" The fat man shouted "Crazy Hammer" when he was actually preparing to fart.
Suddenly, a slap hit his butt, and a purple-red handprint appeared on his snow-white butt.
"Uh," the fat man clenched his fists, his face flushed, and asked blankly, "How do you know?"
Without saying anything, he fell down with a "plop".
Puff puff puff.
After a while, a fart sound came from under the fat man's belly.
Qin Mo smiled when he heard the news of victory.
It turned out that the little fat man had prepared a "super fart bomb" to stun him, but Qin Mo seemed to know it in advance and used a soft force in his palm to knock back the fat man's farts.
Well, now, the "Super Stinky Bomb" did not knock down the enemy, but backfired on himself.
"I'll give it a try too."
Qin Mo said softly as he was teleported back to the virtual world.
In reality, the "virtual connection cabin" in a villa suddenly made a beeping sound, and the warning text "Subject Coma" flashed outside.
"Master" a nanny was cleaning when she heard the alarm.
The young nanny anxiously opened the hatch cover, and suddenly a smelly smell wafted out.
She rolled her eyes and fell to the ground with a plop.
After a while, the smell of "super stink bomb" permeated the entire villa, and everyone was so smoked that they fled outside the villa in a hurry.
"Fan Yinghao, believe it or not, I'm going to sew your ass open in a minute."
A beautiful woman escaped from the villa in embarrassment, her face purple and blue with anger, and she yelled angrily.
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"Hehehe."
There was a middle-aged man who looked like a boss beside him and laughed.
The beautiful woman glared at the man: "Why are you laughing?
Hurry in and see what's wrong with your precious son."
"Okay, okay, wait a minute.
I will definitely avenge my wife.
I will beat that kid's ass."
The man held back his laughter and raised his hand and said fiercely.
"How dare you?"
The beautiful woman immediately became angry when she heard that her husband was about to beat her son.
"Okay."
The man waved and smiled.
Women are so domineering.
Their sons can only be beaten by themselves and no one else.
"A loving mother often loses her son.
If you spoil him like an emperor, you will suffer a big loss sooner or later."
The man said with a frown.
"Why am I such a loving mother?"
The beautiful woman looked at her husband with wide eyes.
The man didn't want to say more, but when he saw his wife's unreasonable look, he said seriously: "Can you be reasonable?"
"Fan Zilong, you said I'm unreasonable?"
The beautiful woman trembled with anger and pointed at her husband's nose.
"Boss, madam, the young master has fainted."
A bodyguard hurriedly ran out holding the little fat man in his arms.
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