Mo Cheng's words were soft-spoken and simple, but they caused an uproar in the crowd.
The students from the new Dingge District were even more excited, but a little emotional, because they still didn't think that no matter how powerful Mo Cheng was, he couldn't be stronger than this artistic conception warrior.
And those in the Qianlong Club who came with Feng Qing laughed disdainfully.
"Is this kid talking in his sleep?"
"That's for sure. Otherwise, unless you get kicked in the head by a donkey, would you dare to say that?"
"Let's see how this kid is taught a lesson later! How daring he is!"
"If it were me, I would just slap him away!"
"..."
Feng Qing, who turned around, also completely turned around, also a little surprised, with a kind smile on his lips.
"Are you talking to me?"
Mo Chengyi smiled: "Isn't it with you or the dog?"
Seeing Mo Cheng comparing himself to a dog, his face suddenly lost its good expression, his smile disappeared, and he said coldly: "You want me to apologize to him?"
"After you apologize, you can leave!"
Mo Cheng didn't have any confidence in his heart, but he still had the courage to stand up to Feng Qing. During this period, he kept winking at Ma Heng.
Feng Qing is a martial artist of the first level of artistic conception, and can truly be considered among the relatively strong people in the academy. Such a person is simply unable to resist in front of the still new man himself.
However, since Mo Qing is a member of his Mo family, he came to the academy and regarded himself as his eldest brother, so he has the obligation to protect her!
Ma Hengdai helped Mo Qing himself and was injured. If someone comes to seek revenge, he will have to bear the blame!
When I thought about it, I suddenly became enlightened.
There was a feeling of clearing the clouds and seeing the sun. He took a deep breath and looked at Feng Qing with bright eyes.
Ma Heng saw that the person speaking for him would be the person he wanted just now, and he suddenly had mixed feelings. An indescribable feeling filled his heart.
However, when he saw Mo Cheng's eyes, he didn't know what it meant, but he tried his best to repair the circulation in his body and practiced quickly, hoping that this man could delay some time for him.
Mo Cheng's intention was to tell this man to leave quickly, but when he saw Ma Heng sitting cross-legged, spiritual energy surrounding him, meditating to heal his wounds, he secretly cursed an idiot.
Feng Qing narrowed his eyes: "You mean, if I don't apologize, you won't let me go?"
No matter how powerful the kid in front of me is, he is just a new student. How can he compare to me?
If you say something rude, it may be too late to cry when you see your own strength later.
"You talk so much nonsense!" Mo Chengdao said, "I only know about Lingbei College!"
The cold force in the body arose, an unknown wind blew up, and the force field covered it, starting with the sixth level.
This gives everyone a new perspective.
The freshmen know that Mo Cheng's realm has nothing to do with strength, but they just saw with their own eyes that a person with monstrous combat power at the eighth level of the Beginning Realm was unable to survive a single move in Feng Qing's hands, and they were also worried about Mo Cheng.
But those who didn't know Mo Cheng were almost suffocated. This person... was only at the sixth level of the Beginning Realm... How dare he be so arrogant?
Feng Qing sneered: "Are you eager to find death?"
"If I'm looking for death, I won't look for you because you're not qualified!" Mo Cheng shouted.
"Haha... Okay, then I'll let you die in my hands!" Feng Qing struck first. If he didn't get any favors from Mo Cheng, he would be punished by his subordinates!
The coercion of the level 1 warrior in the artistic conception swept across, and it was like a tornado. He couldn't control himself, and was about to be swept away. He was so frightened. When the cold power in his body started to flow outside his body, his feet also moved towards him.
Step forward.
Feng Qing reached out with one hand, and then, the surging spiritual power seemed to have guidance and flew towards Mo Cheng like a growing pillar.
"I want you to know what will happen if you speak irresponsibly!"
Its pure spiritual power has opened up the chaotic gas flowing in the space, and suddenly it became a substance, spreading to both sides, as if opening a way for Feng Qing's offensive, and avoiding it in fear.
This was just the beginning of Feng Qing's testing, and he did not use all his real strength. However, Mo Cheng felt the earth-shattering power inside.
The long pillar of spiritual power in front of him seemed to be a long spiritual dragon, coming towards him, trying to swallow him up.
The two dark eyes faintly in the middle were beyond imagination, but they were lifelike.
Howling into the sky, only his legs were weak. Mo Cheng opened his eyes and stared! So what if it was a real dragon! It’s not like he had never seen it before!
But what Feng Qing used was not a dragon body.
"Baisu Bingyi Jin!"
As soon as Mo Cheng's palm came out, several ice seals quickly condensed. The long dragon's spiritual force pillar in front of him seemed to have stagnated for a moment, and was made hot and cold by the sudden cold breath.
Feng Qing chuckled twice, and his ghostly figure shuttled through the spiritual power of the long pillar.
Changlong Lingzhu also suddenly stopped, but when Feng Qing's cold eyes fell on Mo Cheng again, he suddenly started! He gathered countless spiritual energy from the world and rushed towards the spiritual pillar head.
Then he increased his momentum and his speed more than doubled.
Mo Cheng's eyes were also full of coldness, and the frost was flying, and he only looked at the four ice seals in his hands that were already taking shape.
The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the aura completely changed. It was unimaginable that such terrifying power would come from the hands of a guy at the sixth level of the Beginning Realm.
The juniors in Ding Ge who were already a little discouraged towards Mo Cheng regained their confidence and shouted loudly.
However, the spiritual dragon was like a devouring machine.
The four ice seals carry extremely heavy cold power. Mo Cheng believes that those who are not used to it will not be able to stand in front of it for too long. Although he does not know the effect on Feng Qing, it will at least have some effect.
What I didn't expect was that the damage was like being thrown into water, without even a ripple coming out.
When Mo Cheng saw it, he immediately felt that something was not good. He stood up and rushed backwards.
However, in the end, he was still not as fast as Feng Qing. He was caught up by the long pillar of spiritual power and hit his chest as Mo Chengna's pupils gradually enlarged.
Bang!
All the strength was put into Mo Cheng. The latter snorted coldly, his throat sweetened, but he was so busy that his feet no longer touched the ground and flew backwards.
The long pillar of spiritual power may seem superficial, but the power within it is extremely astonishing, containing the coercive strength caused by Feng Qing's thoughts!
In other words, Mo Chengzhen is no match!
Falling in the distance, Mo Cheng hurriedly walked over, knelt on one knee, slightly supported with one hand, and a large amount of blood continued to flow from the corners of his slightly open mouth.
"Cough cough cough~"
Mo Chengzhong coughed a few times, wishing that his intestines would be broken, and he was very uncomfortable.
And the aftermath was the same, Mo Cheng fell back weakly, his chest was stained with scarlet, and he looked very scary.
Feng Qing flicked his sleeves and said: "I didn't expect that my strength is not even half of what I can do with my words. I thought it was a lot of weight!"
Outside the court, everyone shook their heads. It seemed that there was a heavy price to pay for taking the lead and pretending to be the boss.
From the looks of it, it seems that he was even more seriously injured than Ma Heng just now?
You can see it by looking at the power Feng Qing exerts, and when everyone thinks that Feng Qing's purpose of coming as a Thousand Dragons Association has been achieved, he should... need to fulfill what he said, to break one of Ma Heng's legs?
But at this moment, Ma Heng, who was behind Feng Qing, shouted and rushed forward.
"Iron Pulse Fist!"
The wind was fierce, but in Feng Qing's eyes, he thought it was vulnerable.
Even when Feng Qing was unprepared, Ma Heng did not succeed.
I saw Feng Qing stretching his hand back, then slowly turning around, with impatience in his eyes, but Ma Heng stopped moving. There seemed to be repulsion between Feng Qing's hand and Ma Heng.
A little closer.
As for Ma Heng, his eyes were about to spark, and he struggled, but he couldn't get what he wanted. Finally, Feng Qing squeezed his hand in vain, and then pushed it slightly, and Ma Heng's body was as if it was falling off a string.
The arrow landed further away.
After lying down like this, Ma Heng did not get up again. He kept rolling on the ground. He was obviously seriously injured. However, at this time, no one dared to come forward to discuss his injuries.
The person in front of him from the Thousand Dragons Club named Feng Qing was too powerful and could not be dealt with by these people.
When everyone turned their attention to Ma Heng, Mo Cheng slowly stood up again.
"How many kilograms I have is indeed not at the same level as what I say, because my words are not as strong as mine. If I have the ability... you, you come again!"
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Mo Cheng no longer has the strength to fight back and has run out of ammunition and food. However, he is still gathering strength to prepare for another attack. Such tenacity is impressive.
Feng Qing showed no expression on his face and said: "If you really want to die, I might as well let you have a good time, but you picked the wrong time. Now I have my own things to do, so all I can do is torture."
You, seeing that you can't be beaten to death, let me try to see how hard your bones are!"
As he spoke, the mist-like spiritual power filled the sky, rising and falling.
Gradually gather, slowly condense.
But he is as domineering as if he wants to merge this world into his own.
Feng Qing glared coldly: "Try my Jiang Ling Juan!" A thunderous voice suddenly resounded.
Boom!
The spiritual power is distorted, the space is deformed, the artistic conception is strong, and the mind reaches the object, it is really extraordinary!
However, behind Mo Cheng, there is also very powerful energy. This is his last blow and the latest powerful skill he has learned.
Heaven and earth are beheaded by beacon fire!
The knife-like shapes that kept appearing and disappearing around his body continued to strengthen the energy in Mo Cheng's body, extracting the clean spiritual energy from his body that had no cold power. However, Mo Cheng gritted his teeth and endured it.
Although the level of Baisu Bingyi Jin is higher than that of Heaven and Earth Beacon Fire Slash, it has not yet reached its peak level, so it does not have the peak power.
As for the newly learned sixth-grade powerful skills, he learned them quickly with the help of the phantom in his body. Not to mention fully understanding them, he already had seven or eighty-eight percent of his power and was able to exert them.
But at this moment, the sound of thunder rang out from the sky.
"Stop it, you two!" The old voice fell into everyone's ears, and everyone was shocked.
As the voice fell, strangely, the energy on Mo Cheng's body and the coercive aura caused by Feng Qing disappeared without a trace.
Mo Cheng looked up in confusion and saw his mentor, mentor Qiu Feng, descending from the sky.
A lingering sleepiness came over Mo Cheng, who lost consciousness. He fell back and fainted. Although Master Qiu Ren did not say a word to him, he was still his student after all, and it was necessary to protect his students and disciples.
, a kind of dependence, Mo Cheng is relaxed and sleep is about to pass.