In fact, the third game was the one Mu Yun was most worried about.
Mo Yang, in the fourth level of physical vitality state, has more than ten thousand kilograms of strength. In the fourth level, he can be said to be invincible.
But his opponent is Diao Yayun, the genius of the Diao family!
When Diao Yayun was in the fifth level of Qi Condensation, his physical strength was already 15,000 kilograms. Now that he has reached the sixth level, he is probably at least 20,000 kilograms strong.
Originally, Mu Yun wanted Mo Yang to play, but Mo Yang could still handle the gap in the first level.
But Diao Yadong was obviously furious and didn't care about anything, so he sent Diao Yayun to play.
But although he was worried, he still wanted to encourage Mo Yang.
This guy has lost a lot of weight and become darker in a month. Mu Yun has also seen Mo Yang's efforts in this month.
The game has reached its third game, and everyone is no longer looking at this competition as a drama, but as a serious one.
Who would have thought that the trash class led by Mu Yun could actually win two games in a row. Will there be a miracle in this third game?
Won't!
This is what most people think.
Because in the third game, Mo Yang's opponent was really too strong.
Diao Yayun, sixteen years old, is at the sixth level of pulse condensation. This level is enough to serve as a tutor at Beiyun College.
"In the third competition, Mo Yang from junior class 5 will face senior class 3 Diao Yayun. Both sides can use weapons, but they cannot use top-grade mortal weapons. Now, the competition begins!"
As the referee instructor's voice fell, the martial arts field became completely agitated.
At this moment, Qi Ming, who was walking down the ring, glanced at Mu Yun shyly and smiled.
At this moment, some students and disciples were gradually surrounding him.
Qi Ming is really as famous as his name today.
Being able to refine high-grade mortal weapons is enough to keep people alive throughout Beiyun City.
If we don't get close to Qi Ming now, when Qi Ming has fully grown up and want to get close, I'm afraid there won't be a chance.
"well done!"
Looking at Qi Ming, Mu Yun smiled slightly and said: "In a few days, I will help your father refine the elixir, just wait patiently!"
"Really?"
Hearing Mu Yun's words, Qi Ming couldn't help but tremble.
If his father could stand up again, even if he had no strength at all, it would make him extremely excited.
"You brat, will master lie to you? Now let's watch Mo Yang's competition. You must also watch this competition carefully. If you want to become a powerful weapon refiner, you must also become a powerful warrior!"
"yes!"
On the ring, two figures stood.
Diao Yayun was wearing a white gown with fluttering skirts, and a smile on his handsome face.
He is Diao Yayun, a genius of the Diao family. Standing here, the outcome of this battle has already been decided.
Under the stage, envious glances were cast, and voices of discussion filled Mo Yang's ears.
Diao Yayun's name is an undefeated existence.
Diao Yayun showed his talent for cultivation at the age of twelve and entered Beiyun College.
At the age of fourteen, he had already entered the third level of tendon-changing realm.
Now at the age of sixteen, he has entered the sixth level of pulse condensation realm, using Qi to refine pulses, and has achieved great success in pulse condensation.
Such an improvement in cultivation is enough to disdain Beiyun City.
Moreover, in Beiyun College, every time Diao Yayun showed his strength, he was challenged to a higher level.
Every battle must be won.
Among the talented students of Beiyun College, Diao Yayun ranked tenth.
This is because he is too young now. Everyone in Beiyun College has already determined that in two years' time, the genius of Beiyun College will be Diao Yayun.
In comparison, Mo Yang is really insignificant.
The unknown Mo Yang is only known as a playboy in Beiyun College. After two years in the college, he is still in the third level Yijin realm.
If he hadn't broken through to the fourth level of vitality in this month, this battle would not be interesting at all.
Even so, Mo Yang still failed to arouse everyone's expectations this time.
Who can expect a playboy who has just entered the fourth level to defeat a genius disciple who has reached the sixth level of pulse condensation.
"In this battle, you can choose to surrender voluntarily. I won't embarrass you. I think you should also clearly understand the gap between the two of us!"
"Admit defeat?"
Mo Yang smiled.
"How is that possible?" Mo Yang shook his nose and snorted: "After a month of teachings from the pastoral master, it is now easy for me to defeat you!"
"ridiculous!"
Hearing Mo Yang's arrogant words, Diao Yayun was not angry, but the smile on his face became even bigger.
Everything does not need to be explained in too many words, it only needs to be proved with strength.
"The green wind moves the cloud fist!"
With a low shout, Mo Yang was caught off guard and punched out.
His body was like a green pine, his fists were moving like clouds, and with a huge force that weighed more than ten thousand kilograms, he fell suddenly, forcing Diao Yayun away.
"You are too weak!"
Seeing Mo Yang take action, Diao Yayun sneered, stretched out a finger with one hand, casually, lightly and softly, and faced Mo Yang directly.
This finger can break mountains and rivers!
This finger can cover the heaven and the earth!
Pfft...
There was a sound of blood splashing, and the next moment, Mo Yang's body crashed onto the hard floor like a broken branch or leaf.
A deep bloody hole appeared between his hands.
Blood gurgled out and covered the clothes.
One finger!
Diao Yayun's understatement caused Mo Yang to splatter with blood on the spot and lie on the ground, his hands trembling.
This is an extreme gap in strength, and it is simply irreversible.
"Waste, just waste!"
Diao Yayun said calmly: "On the Tianyun Continent, everyone is destined to achieve success in this life as soon as they are born. Some people can only become supporting roles, while some people can only be trash that is trampled on by others. It is unfortunate.
,You are!"
If you put this sentence to anyone, it would be considered arrogant.
But now what he said from Diao Yayun's mouth was so reasonable and irrefutable.
"So much bullshit!"
In just the blink of an eye, Mo Yang stood up from the ground.
At this moment, the blood on his hands had dried up, and the terrifying finger holes had disappeared.
Seeing this scene, Diao Yayun was stunned.
But Mo Yang was waving his hands, feeling the strength restored in his hands.
Of course he understands why!
After half a month of medicinal bathing and soaking in medicine almost all day every day, his body accumulated too much medicinal effect.
And those medicinal effects were obtained by the pastor spending nearly 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones.
What is the concept of one hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones!
It was enough to provide his Mo family with a net income of nearly half a year.
"Thank you, Pastor!"
Thinking silently in his heart, Mo Yang's body moved.
"Hunyuan Thunder Palm!"
With a low cry, Mo Yang's body flew up into the air, and a strong wind flew directly between his hands and flew towards Diao Yayun.
He has practiced this palm many times, and relied on this palm to kill many fifth-level monsters in the Beiyun Mountains.
Mo Yang believed that even if this palm could not seriously injure Diao Yayun, it would at least catch him off guard.
"Paiyun Fist!"
With a low shout, Diao Yayun stood on the spot, his legs motionless as if they were rooted to the ground.
But his hands were as elegant as clouds, and suddenly he jumped directly towards the speeding Mo Yang.
boom……
A low cry sounded, and in an instant, Mo Yang rushed in front of Diao Yayun. When he was still five meters away from Diao Yayun, his chest suddenly collapsed, and there was a cracking sound of bone cracking.
Show off your energy!
In the sixth level of pulse condensation state of the physical body, Qi energy can be released outwards, but Diao Yayun actually reached a distance of five meters, which was incredible.
This is simply more terrifying than a seventh-level Condensation Realm warrior.
Even a Condensing Yuan Realm warrior cannot guarantee that after condensing the True Yuan, he will be able to influence the power of the True Yuan to a distance of five meters outside the body.
Only those who have stepped into the tenth level of the spiritual aperture can truly release their true energy and retract it freely.
With a bang, Mo Yang fell onto the ring again.
In two fights with Diao Yayun, Mo Yang had no backhand power at all.
Almost as soon as they met, he was knocked away by Diao Yayun.
This time, even with the effect of the medicinal bath that Mu Yun had given Mo Yang before, he struggled a dozen times before slowly standing up.
Diao Yayun stood aside and did not take action.
Facing Mo Yang, he felt confident in his heart.
"Ahem..."
Standing up with a pale face, Mo Yang suddenly couldn't help coughing, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth and wet his chest.
But he still stood up stubbornly.
In fact, for this game, when Diao Yayun came on the field, it was already destined that Mo Yang would lose.
Mu Yun also understood this in his heart.
But he didn't expect that Mo Yang was still insisting.
Two confrontations were enough to show that he was no match for Diao Yayun at the moment.
"Trash, why don't you admit defeat?"
Seeing Mo Yang standing up stubbornly, Diao Yayun sneered: "Is it possible that you still have illusions that you can win?"
Keng...
However, after Diao Yayun finished speaking, there was only the sonorous buzzing sound of a green blade in response.
Qingque Sword!
Mo Yang took out the Qingque Sword!
"Do you think you can beat me by taking out your sword?" Diao Yayun smiled and shook his head: "It seems that it is time for you to see the reality clearly!"
After finishing his words, Diao Yayun's body bent slightly.
His hands were bent like iron hooks, like sharp claws, revealing a trace of murderous intent.
At the same time, Mo Yang held the Qingque Sword in his palm, and a trace of cold breath came from the edge of the sword.
The Qingque Sword, a top-grade mortal weapon, was refined by Mu Yun himself, and this Qingque Sword was made using the weapon refining method spread in the Zhuxian Diagram.
But the true power still needs to be reflected in a real battle.
"The clouds are rising straight up!"
With a low cry, Mo Yang used the first form of the Qingyun Sword Technique and swung out his sword, but that sword was like the three sword techniques, hitting Diao Yayun from three directions.
Ding……
Ding……
Two clanging sounds sounded at the same time, and as Diao Yayun waved his hand, the two sword energies were instantly defeated.
However, suddenly, the direction and speed of the third sword energy suddenly changed, and it actually bypassed the front of Diao Yayun and struck towards Diao Yayun's side.