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Chapter Thirty-Three: Ulterior motives

"Yi Zhan Nine Fists!"

Mo Cheng used it again, but the power was more than doubled. The cold air was so intense that everyone tightened their clothes and stared at Mo Cheng in astonishment. Could it be that this power came from him?

At this time, Mo Cheng's body was silvery white, but the cold air was even heavier. The boiling blood in his body made the spiritual power outside his body even more violent. He rolled and collided with Mo Yunhuo's punch.

'boom!'

From the center of the two people, several waves of spiritual power flew out. Fortunately, the venue was so large that it did not affect too many people. They were affected by it in twos and threes, and only felt a surge in their hearts for a while. However, the two people on the stage continued to

After a long time, only those with sharp eyes can realize that the two of them are competing for strength in spiritual power.

"I don't believe that I can't kill you with my spiritual power!"

Mo Yunhuo was sweating on his forehead. He was very convinced that he could defeat Mo Cheng with his superior spiritual power. At the same time, everyone present held this view. They seemed to have forgotten that they were bragging about how good they were just a second ago.

Awesome, I look down on Mo Cheng. Now he is on par with what I thought he was optimistic about. It is supposed to be the limit of what he can bear, but he still talks about it and makes irresponsible remarks. Unchanged, he still looks down on Mo Cheng, as if it has become a law.

In his heart, Mo Yunhuo still found it difficult to accept that even if he won this time, it would still take so long. Everyone's understanding of him might change. On the other hand, Mo Yunhuo might be famous far and wide for this. The last thing he wanted to see was Mo Yunhuo.

After this, when the body swells up, the spiritual power is gathered, the eyes are vicious, and Mo Cheng can be swallowed up. He only wants to lose Mo Cheng, and he is still the kind of miserably defeated!

"Don't worry, when your spiritual power is exhausted, I will definitely be full of energy."

Mo Cheng's body contained a shocking cold air, and the overwhelming coldness could erode Mo Yunhuo in an instant. However, the shock was too great, so it eroded Mo Yunhuo's spiritual power bit by bit, but at the same time strengthened himself, making Mo Yunhuo stronger.

Yun Huo thought that he was still sure of winning. The funny thing was that Mo Cheng had him in his hands. Mo Yunhuo's intention was understood by Mo Chengran. At the same time, he was so angry about it that he no longer wanted to play around.

, this game should also be over!

'Sisi!'

Mo Cheng's eyebrows were stuck together with the cold mist, making him look like a boy with white eyebrows. He was very majestic and intimidating. Everyone was baffled by his special intimidation. They were just guessing, what kind of advanced power did Mo Cheng use?

A stream of extremely cold spiritual power burst out from his hand, breaking through the many spiritual power barriers, and stretched into Mo Yunhuo's body, messing around. At this time, Mo Cheng also felt the chaos of spiritual power in front of him, and with a burst of energy, he raised his feet and went towards

Taking a step forward, he pushed hard with his hand, and Mo Yunhuo flew straight out.

"Mo Yunhuo lost?"

"This...is Mo Cheng really any different? Can the weak defeat the strong?"

"I was really right. Mo Cheng is a dark horse today!"

"His spiritual power is so weird."

"..."

Mo Yunhuo's bullet flew out, and he was furious. He stood up and struck with all his strength, "Fire Command Palm!" and attacked again.

"Resist tenaciously!"

Mo Cheng knew that the strength of the rioters would also increase, so he did not underestimate him. His pupils shrank slightly and he moved around to avoid Mo Yunhuo, which made everyone in the audience speculate. It seems that if Mo Yunhuo really and

Even if Mo Cheng exerts all his strength, Mo Cheng will still be unable to do anything. Among the elders, the old ones are waiting and watching, their eyes are shining, and they are ready to rush off the stage to save Mo Cheng at any time, but at the same time they are still looking forward to the miracle.

"Yeah! I'm going to kill you!"

Mo Yunhuo's eyes were scarlet at this time, and the energy in his body was mobilized, and his muscles and veins were relaxed and expanded. Unknown to himself, he quickly ran towards the uncertain Mo Cheng, and the spiritual power fluctuations on his body unexpectedly moved with an incredible force.

The speed was soaring, but the crowd in the audience had already exploded.

"It's amazing! Mo Yunhuo is really not that simple. His strength has increased so much. With the current situation, even those at the sixth level of the Beginning Realm are no match for him, right? Mo Cheng is terrible!"

"I don't know what kind of advanced skills the Mo family has that can have this kind of effect."

"Actually, Master Mo Cheng will surprise everyone no matter whether he succeeds or fails."

"No! No! Look, Mo Yunhuo's spiritual power fluctuates..."

"This...he actually broke through at this time? It seems like he doesn't even know it! It's really amazing!"

"Victory or defeat is determined, alas!"



In an instant, Mo Yunhuo achieved a breakthrough and reached the sixth level of the Beginning Realm. He himself just felt the spiritual energy pouring into his body from heaven and earth, as well as the extraordinary power. He just wanted to laugh loudly to relieve the generosity in his heart.

At that time, he could only deal with Mo Cheng more cruelly to relieve the depression in his heart.

"Dip, you actually took the opportunity to break through, then I will make you lose even more miserably!"

Mo Cheng's eyes flashed fiercely, his body shook, and the sharp spiritual power shot out, and his body rushed straight up, "Soul-Sealing Fist!"

Such a long endurance is entirely due to the practice of Han Jun Siamese in the body. Seeing that his opponent suddenly became stronger, he only had the thought of killing him, and Mo Cheng's mood gradually became cold.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the spiritual energy was flipped wantonly in his hands, rolling towards Mo Yunhuo. His feet were flying very fast, as if the two people were colliding with strength. It was all by force. Mo Yunhuo's eyes were red. This was the most tragic time in his life. He was no match for him.

, it was me. It turned out that the feeling of failure was so uncomfortable. Although the outcome was undecided, in my heart, I had lost! And to make myself so embarrassed, Mo Yunhuo was prepared to make his life worse than death. The power of one blow was enough.

Fight against the early seventh-level warriors, and if you don't succeed, you will be benevolent!

Mo Cheng also aroused his fighting spirit. Being known as the number one member of the Mo family is really not simple. Seeing his breakthrough during the battle, he was just surprised for a moment, because, even so, Mo Cheng, who had found out his details, could still

Still defeated by Mo Yunhuo!

"ah!"

Mo Yunhuo brushed past Mo Cheng's attack, but unexpectedly, even Yu Han slowed himself down for a moment. His feet stopped, and the punch in his hand missed. Mo Cheng swayed and successfully dodged. He was quick to think, and his body was filled with energy.

He used all his strength to defend himself against Mo Cheng's attack, but he really looked down on him. Mo Cheng's powerful punch touched the barrier in front of him, and it disintegrated easily. With the disdain in Mo Cheng's eyes and the sneer on his lips, the punch hit his target.

, the body was thrown out in an arc.

"boom!"

The sound of Mo Yunhuo landing in the distance was extremely loud, but the field was so silent. Then, thunderous applause suddenly sounded, deafening, especially when it fell into Mo Yunhuo's ears, it felt like heart-piercing pain and humiliation.

Mo Cheng stood on the platform calmly, looked at his father, nodded playfully, then turned to the referee and asked him to announce the result.

"Mo Cheng...challenge...successful! Mo Cheng wins!"

'Wow!'

As soon as the results came out, everyone realized the truth of the matter. They felt as if they had been hit by a five-flavor bottle. They couldn't explain the feeling: "What kind of powerful skill did Young Master Gang Mocheng use in the last blow? Is it so powerful?"

"I don't know, Mo Cheng is already in a world different from ours, and everything about him is already a powerful symbol."



Just as the court was in chaos, among the elders of the Mo family at the top, the head of the Mo family stood up and waved his hand, as if it was magical. The whole audience was silent again. He glanced at Mo Cheng excitedly, and then scanned the stage.

The crowd came down. Just when Mo Cheng defeated Mo Yunhuo, Mo Yingluo suddenly got up and smashed the seat to pieces. She was really happy in her heart!

"Xiao Bi, this year's special situation ends here!"

Mo Yingluo's thunderous voice resounded throughout the martial arts field, and he always had a smile on his face. But everyone knew that if he made him unhappy, it was unknown how they would die. Seeing Mo Yingluo say something else, they were all serious.

Listen.

"Everyone should know that not long ago, the goods transported by my Mo family from the outer city of Yunhuang City were robbed. It was found out that the situation was caused by the nearby Honghu Mountain. Another purpose of today's competition is to let the best of the younger generation go to experience

, take back the belongings of my Mo family."

"There are naturally many experts on the other side. We will go in two teams. One pair will be led by the first person of the junior generation, that is, Mo Cheng. In addition, our elders will lead a pair of elites. Those who are very different in strength, do not need to show off, but we elders

Go ahead, this time it’s just a simple experience.”

What Mo Yingluo meant shocked everyone. The Red Tiger Mountain was a powerful force, so how could it be destroyed by just a few juniors? Later, Mo Yingluo made it clear and did not take it to heart. He also said his own story sideways.

Strength. This time, he also thought about it and decided not to go. Firstly, to resist external invaders, and secondly, to protect the treasures of the family.

"We will set off tomorrow! Get the goods back. The prizes are a third-grade powerful skill and five one-spirit herbs."

One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and the whole place rioted. Third-grade powerful skills? What is the concept? Five medicinal herbs? These things are enough to shake the whole city!

This little Bi really has ulterior motives!

Mo Cheng was also itchy. Regarding powerful skills, Mo Cheng was eager to know. It was also a sign of admiration for strength.


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