Chapter 5613
When the uncle on the left turned his head, Little Mo Bao could see a subtle patch on the back of his neck.
"People in the Sacred Domain are quite poor," Guangguang commented, speaking from experience.
Then he suddenly noticed that the people staring at him nearby looked as if they wanted to eat him.
"Why are you all staring at Master Guangguang? Isn't Master Guangguang stating a fact?"
The fact was, these people from the Sacred Domain were indeed astonishingly poor, each one more so than the last.
Perhaps the upcoming Divine Palace was a yearly welfare offering from the Heavenly Dao, seeing how miserable and pitiful the people of the Sacred Domain were.
If Heavenly Dao hadn't occasionally provided relief, maybe most of the people in the Sacred Domain would have starved to death by now?
The two on the arena had already begun fighting.
Today's matches were clearly more exciting than yesterday's.
As the two exchanged blows on the stage, Little Mo Bao watched intently, his eyes fixed on them.
While watching, his little mind was constantly working.
From the perspective of the uncle on the left, how would he counter each of his opponent's moves and then counterattack?
After dissecting the moves, Little Mo Bao then took the perspective of the uncle on the right, re-analyzing the opponent's moves.
After mentally dissecting these, he secretly thought: The uncle on the left is running out of energy and stamina; he's probably going to lose.
In a flash, the outcome was decided, just as Little Mo Bao had predicted.
The little guy was secretly pleased. When the second pair of opponents came on stage, he again watched with full concentration, analyzing their moves as he watched, then said, "Wow, in less than two minutes, the one on the left will lose."
Sure enough, not long after, the person Little Mo Bao predicted would lose was struck in the thigh by a sword and slumped to the ground.
After several such instances, the people around him couldn't help but look at this child with new respect.
It really was quite amazing, wasn't it?
It was impossible for this child to be so lucky every time and accurately predict who would lose, right?
A middle-aged woman nearby couldn't help but ask with a smile, "Child, can you guess again, between these two on the stage, who will win and who will lose?"
Little Mo Bao was also staring intently at the two people who had suddenly jumped onto the stage.
This time, there was no need to analyze or dissect moves; Little Mo Bao simply smiled and said, "Of course I know, the one on the left will win."
Did he even need to say it?
The unlucky fellow on the right, facing his godfather, couldn't possibly not lose.
As soon as the words fell, the opponent was indeed sent flying at lightning speed.
It was truly a matter of one encounter deciding the winner.
The middle-aged woman was genuinely surprised now, turning to stare at Little Mo Bao with a look of disbelief. "Child, can you actually discern their cultivation level?"
Discern what cultivation level!
He just took advantage of the situation.
Little Mo Bao pouted slightly, no longer bothering with the middle-aged woman.
However, the other person kept observing him, seemingly having developed a slight interest.
Seeing him not speak, the middle-aged woman, with a benevolent expression, asked with a smile, "Little friend, are you interested in becoming a disciple?"
Even Guangguang couldn't help but turn to look at her.
"You want to recommend yourself? To be Little Tuanzi's master?" The woman's old face flushed slightly.
The little rascal's gaze seemed to be saying, "You're too overconfident!"
Cough, indeed, with her strength, she didn't seem qualified, but she inexplicably wanted to try...