When Mo Wangchen came on stage, Zhang Chong looked him up and down and said suddenly.
"What are you betting on?" Mo Wangchen asked with a smile.
"Hehe! Just bet on Xuanshi. If I lose, I will give you ten pieces. If you lose, you will also give me ten pieces. How about that?"
"Oh?" Mo Wangchen was stunned for a moment, and then sneered, "It seems that your Xingyi Pavilion gets a lot of help from newcomers every year..."
It's the middle of the month now. Generally speaking, most disciples have probably used up the black stones they received from the academy. Zhang Chong actually dared to 'bet' ten black stones with him, which shows that the opponent
It is impossible to talk in vain.
"Just asking if you dare?"
Facing Mo Wangchen's ridicule, Zhang Chong looked indifferent.
Mo Wangchen did not answer his words, but turned to look down the stage, and his eyes fell on Xiang Fei, the deputy master of Xingyi Pavilion, "If someone brings a mysterious stone to your door, why shouldn't you accept it?
"
"Oh? Do you think you can beat me?" Zhang Chong frowned and looked at Mo Wangchen coldly.
"Come on, don't talk nonsense." Mo Wangchen smiled coldly and took a step back.
"Zhang Chong, destroy that boy!"
"Hmph! You actually dare to set up some kind of Mo Pavilion and go against our Xingyi Pavilion. You really don't know what the heavens and the earth are!"
Under the ring, a group of people from Xingyi Pavilion who came with them started shouting and looked at Mo Wangchen with disdain in their eyes.
Among them, only Xiang Fei frowned, "This kid is so confident, I'm afraid Zhang Chong will suffer a loss!"
Although he was not very clear about Mo Wangchen's strength, he had exchanged moves with his opponent a few days ago. Although it seemed that he had the upper hand, Mo Wangchen was able to knock him back a few steps.
It is conceivable that his strength is already comparable to the eighth level of Pulse Condensation Realm.
"Boy, remember, my name is Zhang Chong!"
Zhang Chong smiled coldly and took a stance. The next moment, his body flew out with a whoosh and attacked Mo Wangchen.
"Hey! Don't expect me to show mercy to you!"
As he moved, he heard Zhang Chong's voice coming into his ears again. The breath in his body was rolling, and a steady stream of spiritual power poured out, covering his entire arm. He punched Mo Wangchen in the face.
The chest was blown away.
A bright light flashed in Mo Wangchen's eyes. After all, Zhang Chong was at the eighth level of the Pulse Condensation Realm, much higher than himself. He did not dare to underestimate him, but he quickly reacted. The power of the five spiritual veins in his body quietly
When activated, majestic spiritual power instantly filled his body, and he also punched out.
Bang!
After a dull explosion, the fists of Mo Wangchen and Zhang Chong came into contact. In an instant, their bodies were blown away, and they took nearly ten steps back before they stopped.
"Um?!"
Zhang Chong frowned. He didn't expect that Mo Wangchen was not at a disadvantage when he was in a head-on confrontation!
"Sure enough, you are quite capable!" He snorted coldly, then leaned forward and launched another attack.
"Running Bull Fist!"
The terrifying fist force hit Mo Wangchen like a huge wave, and the majestic momentum overwhelmingly suppressed Mo Wangchen, causing his breath to freeze slightly.
Zhang Chong now rushed towards him like a fierce bull, his aura at the eighth level of the Pulse Condensation Realm reaching its peak.
"snort!"
After snorting coldly, Mo Wangchen showed no fear on his face, the aura in his body rolled, and he punched out from afar. Only the shadow of a giant elephant appeared in vain. The next moment, it fiercely charged towards Zhang Chong.
past.
This is the Wanxiang Fist of the Mo family, a high-level yellow level, which can only be practiced by the direct lineage. Mo Wangchen, as the young master of the Mo family, has naturally practiced it.
boom!
Under the collision of the giant elephant's phantom, Zhang Chong, who was originally as powerful as a fierce bull, was swept away, and his complexion instantly turned pale.
"What? Running Bull Fist is an intermediate Huang-level martial skill, and Zhang Chong was actually knocked back?!"
"What kind of martial arts did that kid perform? He's so powerful?!"
Under the ring, all the disciples of Xingyi Pavilion were extremely surprised. With Zhang Chong's strength and the martial arts he had just displayed, few among the eighth level of Pulse Condensation Realm dared to confront him head-on. Unexpectedly, Mo Wangchen
He actually forced Zhang Chong back without any injuries.
"Come on, Master!"
"Teach him a lesson!"
In the other direction, everyone in Mo Pavilion couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after seeing Mo Wangchen take the stage and have the upper hand. At the same time, they shouted with excitement on their faces.
Just now, Zhang Chong and all the people from Xingyi Pavilion were speaking extremely arrogantly, but no one on their side could compete with them. Even Xu Chan, who won the first place in the competition last night, could not compete. Now, Mo
Wangchen pressed Zhang Chong and beat him, which finally made these Mo Pavilion disciples feel bad.
"Haha, it seems that your ten mysterious stones are destined to lose to me..."
In front of Zhang Chong not far away, Mo Wangchen smiled faintly, then took steps towards him.
"you!"
Zhang Chong's expression changed. At this moment, the energy and blood in his body were boiling. He could barely control himself and spat out a mouthful of blood. If he hadn't reacted in time, he would have been seriously injured.
He did not expect that Mo Wangchen, who looked weak and even felt that his cultivation level was lower than his own in terms of aura, actually had such a powerful combat power!
"Hmph! Just relying on martial arts..."
Zhang Chong naturally saw that the martial arts that Mo Wangchen used just now had obviously reached the advanced level of the Yellow Level, which was a level higher than his own Running Bull Fist.
boom!
However, before his voice fell, he saw that Mo Wangchen had already walked within five steps of him, and struck out with the Wanxiang Fist again. The huge and loud shadow, with a frightening momentum, collided
Came over.
Zhang Chong's expression changed again, becoming even paler. Without any hesitation, he flew backwards to avoid the giant elephant's attack. However, at this moment, he was already standing at the bottom of the ring.
"Martial skills are also a type of strength. You can't even master yellow-level advanced martial arts, but you still have the nerve to scream in front of me."
Mo Wangchen snorted coldly, looked at the bottom of the ring, where Zhang Chong had already been defeated, and said calmly again, "Hand over the ten mysterious stones!"
"you!"
Zhang Chong gritted his teeth, his face extremely ugly, but after snorting coldly, he took out the ten mysterious stones and threw them towards Mo Wangchen, and then returned to the team in Xingyi Pavilion in despair.
"The Pavilion Master is mighty!"
After the result of the battle came out, everyone in Moge cheered.
Previously, they didn't know much about Mo Wangchen's strength. Now, when they saw the opponent defeating Zhang Chong so easily, they all looked at Mo Wangchen with admiration in their eyes.