Boom~

The golden light sprinkled, and the light and shadow danced.

After many years, the Tianbang is open again!

Tianbang.

Fifty, Little King of Fighters�Mo Wuya.

....

"Aww~"

In the hall, seeing his name, Mo Wuya screamed like a mad dog.

In just an instant, tears flowed down my face.

Thirty years, nearly thirty years.

Ever since he was sensible, from the first moment he set foot in martial arts, Mo Wuya had dreamed of this moment in his dreams.

That is, he could see his name, Mo Wuya, from the top of the list.

Now, after all the hard work, the flowers of hope have finally been watered by years of painstaking efforts.

Never before had Mo Wuya been so happy as he is now.

He can't wait to sing a song to express his joy.

"Uncle Sword Saint, Uncle Tang, I'm on the top list!"

"My name is on the list!"

"I finally made it to the top of the list~"

Excited, Mo Wuya burst into tears, rushed up and hugged Juggernaut and Tang Hao directly.

However, what Mo Wuya did not expect was that Tang Hao pushed him away directly.

"Go go go~"

"Let's play."

"I don't have time to talk to you now."

Tang Hao's eyes were full of disgust, and he pushed Mo Wuya away, as if he thought he blocked his sight.

At that time, Mo Wuya was very frustrated, feeling that no one would share his achievements and happiness.

Yet it is true.

If it was normal, seeing the people they cultivated with all their efforts ranked among the top rankings, the Juggernaut and the others would naturally be sincerely happy, and would even hold a special feast for Mo Wuya to celebrate.

But now, Tang Hao and Juggernaut don't care about other things. The matter of Ye Fan alone makes them burn out.

Now their only thought is to know how much Ye Fan, or that man named Chu Tianfan, ranks.

At this moment, the bloody light and shadow were still dancing on the screen. JrNovels.com