Mo Fan, Chu Nan and others were very familiar with Lin Xiao.
When they saw this expression, they knew that Lin Xiao was really angry.
This anger can only be calmed by Yang Beichen's blood!
"Before the training, Yang Beichen's cultivation reached the fifth level of the Heavenly Ancestor. He was only one step away from stepping into the sixth level of the Heavenly Ancestor. After returning from this training, he might be able to break through the shackles of his cultivation!"
Mo Fan's tone revealed a hint of solemnity.
With such a level of cultivation, if you look at the younger generation in the Martial Arts Temple, they can all be considered top-notch.
This is why Mo Fan feels that Lin Xiao's current strength is not enough to fight against Yang Beichen.
After all, the difference in cultivation between the two is really huge!
"The sixth level of the Heavenly Ancestor, this is a bit tricky!" Lin Xiao's eyes narrowed.
But soon, Lin Xiao returned to normal.
With his current strength, if he faced the fifth level of the Heavenly Ancestor directly, he would be able to kill him with great force.
Although the sixth level of Tianzu is a bit tricky, it is only just tricky!
"Boss, there is a martial arts arena in the courtyard, why don't we compete and learn from each other?"
Seeing that Lin Xiao suddenly stopped talking, Mo Fan took the initiative to speak to relax the tense atmosphere.
"Now?" Lin Xiao turned to look at Mo Fan.
"Anyway, I'm just idle. I can show you, boss, my improvement during this time!" Mo Fan's tone was full of expectation.
"Let me explain in advance, I am no longer the Mo Fan I used to be. Whether it is my cultivation, strength, or combat skills, I have undergone earth-shaking changes!"
"When the time comes, don't be scared!"
At the end of the sentence, Mo Fan raised his head, his expression extremely flat.
In fact, the reason why Mo Fan requested a competition was not only to show off the results of his hard work, but also to find out Lin Xiao's strength.
If Lin Xiao couldn't even defeat Mo Fan, once he faced Yang Beichen, he would be defeated miserably.
"It seems you are very confident." Lin Xiao suddenly became interested.
At that moment, the two of them took steps and walked side by side towards the martial arts arena.
"Who do you think can win this battle?"
Looking at the backs of the two of them, Su Yanrou's eyes couldn't help but filled with curiosity.
If it were in the past, Su Yanrou wouldn't be the least bit curious about the outcome of this battle. Lin Xiao would definitely win.
Moreover, it is still an undisputed victory.
However, since arriving in Heaven, Mo Fan has changed from his previous idleness and immersed himself in cultivation every day without missing a moment.
For now, although Mo Fan's cultivation is at the fourth level of the Heavenly Ancestor, in terms of strength, it is equivalent to the fifth level of the Heavenly Ancestor.
"Brother Lin passed the Martial God Wind and Cloud Tournament and directly became a true disciple. According to past rules, his strength will never be too weak, at least at the Tianzu level, but... he should not be Mo Fan's opponent."
Chu Nan was the first to express his opinion.
"Any common sense judgment does not apply to Lin Xiao. Even if his cultivation level is only the third level of the Heavenly King, we cannot think that he has no chance of winning. I think Lin Xiao still has a chance of winning!" Yunzhu immediately answered.
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She said Lin Xiao had a slight chance of winning.
From another perspective, most of the chances of winning will still fall to Mo Fan.
"I don't think so. I think Lin Xiao will definitely lose!"
Marquis Xuanyuan spoke last.
He looked at the three of them and said mysteriously: "Don't forget, Mo Fan has that thing!"
When they heard the word 'that thing', the pupils of Su Yanrou and the others suddenly shrank into needles.
Then they sneered.
No further discussion!
Above the martial arts arena.
Lin Xiao and Mo Fan stood in the sky, exuding strong pressure.
Mo Fan's eyes were shining and he looked eager to try.
On the other hand, Lin Xiao, although there was expectation in his eyes, his expression remained as calm as ever, like an ancient well, making it impossible to guess the reality.
"Boss, I won't give in to this battle!" Mo Fan took a deep breath.
"I can't ask for it!" Lin Xiao smiled faintly.
During the day, Lin Xiao was keenly aware that Mo Fan had practiced another technique besides the Ten Thousand Wheels Diamond Technique.
At the moment, Lin Xiao is just trying to get a feel for the strength of that skill through sparring.
"Boss is worthy of being a boss. He speaks boldly. In this case, you don't mind if I launch the attack first, right?" Mo Fan chuckled and held the golden eyebrow-leveling stick tightly with his right hand.
Buzz——
Wisps of golden light bloomed.
Each ray of golden light is like a stick shadow, densely packed and overlapping, covering the void of heaven and earth in an instant.
"Low-grade creation spiritual weapon!"
Lin Xiao recognized the grade of Qimei Gun at a glance.
This level of spiritual weapon can only be controlled by the powerful Heavenly Emperor.
"When Mo Fan activated the eyebrow-raising stick, it ran as he pleased without any lag. This obviously shows that someone helped Mo Fan refine the eyebrow-raising stick, so that the two could become a human and an instrument."
"Based on this alone, even if Mo Fan faces someone at the fifth level of the Heavenly Ancestor, he can still kill him!"
Lin Xiao was quite satisfied.
It can be seen from Qimei Gun that the Martial God Temple did not treat Mo Fan badly and gave him meticulous care.
"Boss, why don't you draw your sword?" Mo Fan frowned.
He knew that Lin Xiao was a swordsman.
Since you are a swordsman, swordsmanship is the strongest method.
"If the situation requires it, I will naturally draw the sword." Lin Xiao replied calmly.
Hearing this, Mo Fan felt that he had been underestimated, and his fighting spirit soared to the sky.
"war!"
As soon as he hit the ground, Mo Fan raised his eyebrow-level stick high and hit Lin Xiao hard.
Staring at the past with the naked eye, there were all golden stick shadows in the void, each one could tear the void apart, and the sound was extremely terrifying.
Boom!
The area where Lin Xiao was was directly crushed by the stick shadow.
There are countless cracks in space, and space turbulence even spreads inside.
"Strange, why doesn't Lin Xiao fight back?"
Marquis Xuanyuan, Yunzhu and others have been paying attention to the battle situation.
In their field of vision, Lin Xiao stood still, letting the shadow of the golden stick cover him.
This scene also made Mo Fan stunned.
In this move just now, he only used 60% of his strength. Logically speaking, Lin Xiao should be able to react in advance.
"not good!"
Suddenly, Mo Fan felt the hairs on his body stand up.
Almost at the same time, Mo Fan grasped the eyebrow stick with his backhand, and with his left foot as the axis, he suddenly swept behind him.
Bang!
A muffled sound came out.
At the same moment, Mo Fan felt like he had been hit on steel, the jaw of his right hand was split open, his fingers were trembling, and he could hardly hold the eyebrow-level stick.
"The speed is good, but the strength is a bit lacking!"
Lin Xiao stood behind Mo Fan, his right hand transformed into a claw, and he tightly grasped the eyebrow stick.
When the words fell to the ground, Lin Xiao's body suddenly bloomed with golden light, and wherever the golden light shrouded it, ancient dragon scales emerged.
The dragon scales are covered with Buddhist and demonic patterns.
The former is domineering, while the latter is solemn and strange.
In just an instant, Lin Xiao's momentum surged a hundred times! (To be continued)
