Such an incredible scene made the three warriors from the Snake Flame Sect below the arena look in disbelief!
One move!
Just one move!
Li Fei, who was in the middle stage of the Pulse Condensation Realm, was already defeated before he could exert his full strength.
"So strong..."
The crowd around looked at Mo Heng in the ring with awe on their faces!
The strong are admired by others!
Even though Mo Heng is only in the Pulse Condensation Realm now, in the eyes of other Pulse Condensation Realm warriors, he is already an insurmountable mountain!
"How could it be possible...that loser Mo Heng actually..."
Staring at the calm-faced Mo Heng on the ring, Mo Hai was shocked far more than anyone else!
Like Mo Heng, he is from the Mo clan.
Therefore, he knew even more clearly that the spiritual resources enjoyed by the other party must be quite scarce. Under such circumstances, how could Mo Heng be able to knock back a mid-level Pulse Condensing Realm warrior with one blow?
"No...impossible! I must have seen it wrong!" Mo Hai's expression became crazy.
He began to be envious and jealous! Why was it that Mo Heng, who was also born in a side family, had such a cultivation level, but he didn't?
…
On the arena.
Mo Heng didn't notice at all that the gaze of a young man in the crowd had been replaced by endless jealousy!
He looked at Li Fei who fell out in the distance and nodded with satisfaction!
That move just now.
It was after he had cultivated the Fire Cloud Palm to a small level that he suddenly came up with the martial arts skills that he displayed... Based on the force generation method of the Mountain Fist, he used the moves and skills of the Fire Cloud Palm to blast out the power.
Showing very extreme terrifying power!
"Unfortunately, among the nine movements of Fire Cloud Palm, only Wind and Fire Jin can be integrated and flexible, and through the way of exerting force in Mountain Fist, it can show power comparable to the low-level yellow-level martial arts."
Although Mo Heng was helpless about this, he was also satisfied.
Storm!
This move alone is already equivalent to a yellow-level low-level martial skill. Moreover, this martial skill has been cultivated to the level of Dacheng!
Get off the stage.
Mo Heng continued to wander around the ring.
Through communication with the crowd, he gradually learned about the powerful opponents among the Pulse Condensation Realm warriors participating in the martial arts conference this time!
"In my opinion... the one who can get the Dust Eliminator Pill this time must be Miss Yunxiang from the Haoyan Sect!" A young man whose cultivation was only at the early stage of Pulse Condensation, patted his chest and said with confidence.
"Yunxiang? Well...it seems possible. She is the genius of the inner sect of Haoyan Sect. Although she is only fifteen years old, her cultivation is already at the late stage of Pulse Condensation Realm. She has practiced two yellow-level high-level martial arts, and has reached the level of
Xiaocheng state!"
"What's the use of having many martial arts skills? I think the one who can get the dust-removing pill this time is Mr. Kui Jin of Qiuyang Sect!" When another young man heard this, he said with disdain.
"Kui Jin? The genius who mastered Huang-level high-level martial arts to perfection?"
"So...Miss Yunxiang is in danger!"
"Hey... can you guys not change your mind so quickly?" The young man who spoke first saw this and said angrily. He was a disciple of the Haoyan Sect, so naturally he wanted to protect his sect!
Suddenly a cold voice sounded from the side: "Changing your mind? Humph... On the competition field, strength is revealed. No matter how much you people talk, what's the use?"
"It's Mr. Luan Yu..."
"Master Luan Yu has mastered two yellow-level high-level martial arts to a great level, and can even compete with the geniuses of the three major families!"
Some warriors who were not sure about the identity of the young man in front of them suddenly understood what they were talking about and quickly stepped forward to salute with a very complimentary tone.
In the crowd, Mo Heng looked at the young man walking towards him and was greatly surprised.
Practice two yellow-level high-level martial arts to the level of Dacheng?
Could it be that the other party, like me, had experienced the adventure in the cave and had his physique improved?
But thinking about it, it seems impossible!
"It's true as my father said, in the Daoling Dynasty, there are people outside the people, and there are mountains outside the mountains! The geniuses among the warriors in Beilu Realm and Pulse Condensation Realm alone are far beyond my imagination!"
Sighing, Mo Heng was not timid, but full of fighting spirit!
Martial skills...cultivation...
This does not reflect a person's strength.
Jumping to conclusions too early will only increase the ambition of others and destroy your own prestige.
Everything has to wait until the fight is over!
…
…
An hour passed in the blink of an eye.
When the last man, wearing a purple and gold robe, announced the results of the competition.
The first competition.
This ends.
Among the 800 people, 400 people successfully advanced!
Among them, there were three hundred warriors in the early stage of the Pulse Condensation Realm who were eliminated. Only a few warriors were very lucky and won the competition by chance, but the vast majority of warriors were basically ruthlessly crushed out!
Compared to them…
What surprised Mo Heng the most.
There were actually more than ten warriors in the late stage of the Pulse Condensation Realm who were eliminated in the first round of competition!
They either met the late-stage Pulse Condensing Realm warriors who were even more terrifying in strength, or they met the proud men who were comparable to Master Luan Yu and others.
Luck is bad.
But luck is also a part of strength. Even if some people complain or feel dissatisfied, no one will stand up and accuse!
This time.
Shanmu walked out of the void again. He said a few words and left from above the ring.
And with his departure.
What is announced is that the second competition between Pulse Condensing Realm warriors will begin!
"It's about to start again!"
Mo Heng narrowed his eyes when he saw countless warriors of the Spiritual Transformation Realm wearing purple and gold robes flying over various arenas!
He actually looks forward to fighting against others.
Different from hunting ferocious beasts, the sense of oppression brought by the warrior will put him in a state of excitement! After all, no one knows what kind of martial arts the opponent will use next, and what kind of martial arts it will be.
The unknown enemy... is the most terrifying! It also gives Mo Heng a strong desire to defeat!
The crowd walked toward the ring where their numbers were read out.
But this round of competition.
But it's different from before.
With the end of the first round of competition.
Most of the warriors appearing in the second round have the strength of the middle stage of the Pulse Condensation Realm. Everyone has a strong energy, and it is impossible to win easily like before.
Unless he is completely defeated in martial arts!
Of course, there are very few people who can do that.
Mo Heng walked around the arena. He saw Mo Zifeng, saw Master Luan Yu, and also saw many powerful warriors from the Mo clan.
as well as…
Lin Yue'er?
Mo Heng rubbed his eyes hard and stared at a graceful figure on the ring.
Lin Yue'er was wearing a pink dress, and her slender hair danced with her body and flew in the wind. Her plump figure attracted the attention of many onlookers.
"I didn't expect that she would also come to the martial arts conference..." Mo Heng murmured, but then he smiled bitterly.
When Lin Yue'er was in the Tianlan Sect, she showed her heaven-defying aptitude far beyond her peers. As a disciple of the three major families, what's the reason for not participating in the martial arts conference?
drink!
A moan!
Lin Yue'er rushed towards the young man opposite. She raised her slender jade hand in vain, exposing her arm that could be broken by bullets. Then she blasted out with a palm, and her jade-white palm cut through the void, and suddenly there was a fierce streak.
The sharp energy caused the air to shake.
It is the yellow-level intermediate martial skill, Frost Palm!
"Young girl...you haven't even reached the level of martial arts? How dare you come out and embarrass yourself?" Opposite Lin Yue'er, the somewhat ugly-looking young man saw such a scene, instead of panicking, he showed a mocking look.
Although he is not a martial artist from the three major families, he is still a talented person among the sects. In the middle stage of Pulse Condensation Realm, he has already mastered a yellow-level intermediate martial skill to the level of Xiaocheng!
Wow!
The body shook like a ghost.
The ugly boy avoided the oncoming attack, turned around, even jumped, and came behind Lin Yue'er who was caught off guard. The aura in his body was concentrated on his fists, and he punched out.
Lin Yue'er was defeated, the strong energy protected her body, she fell down in embarrassment, and then she came to kill him again.
The two fight.
In the blink of an eye, there were no less than fifty moves. Although it seemed that Lin Yue'er was very aggressive and good at attacking, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Lin Yue'er was already at a disadvantage.
"It's a pity... Lin Yue'er's moves are a bit jerky and inflexible, and she is too eager for quick success. Otherwise, if it were delayed slowly, there might be a turn for the better."
Mo Heng secretly shook his head in the crowd.
His five senses are keen, and he can naturally see that every move of the ugly boy opposite him is for stability. If he continues like this, he can gradually expand his advantage, but is he also giving his opponent a chance?
At least according to Mo Heng.
If Lin Yue'er wasn't so eager to attack, there might be a turning point!
"Boy! Don't say it like you know it all. If you want me to see, that ugly boy will be defeated soon!" As soon as Mo Heng finished speaking, he heard a disdainful voice coming from beside him.
Turn around.
I saw two young men with evil faces looking at me.
One of them, Mo Heng, seemed to have some impression.
It was the burly young man who had threatened him in the Tianlan Mountains, Wang Feng!
What Mo Heng didn't expect was...
The other party actually came to participate in the martial arts conference. I'm a little sorry, with such a mature face!
"It turns out it's you..."
Seeing Mo Heng with a smile on his face, Wang Feng was stunned for a moment, and then endless anger arose in his heart. Apparently he now knew what Mo Heng meant by 'burning incense'.
"Long time no see..."
Mo Heng smiled, and the past had been completely forgotten.
"Yes! It's been such a long time! I searched the entire Tianlan Sect and couldn't find you, boy. I never thought I would meet you here!" Wang Feng's fist rattled!
"oh?"
Mo Heng recalled the past and suddenly understood.
But now, he was too lazy to explain anything, turned around and left!
"etc!"
Seeing Mo Heng was about to leave, Wang Feng scolded him quickly.
"What else is going on?!"
Mo Heng turned back, his eyes became cold, and his whole person was like a ruthless ferocious beast, which was terrifying!
"Didn't you just say that Lin Yue'er would definitely lose?" Wang Feng was startled by Mo Heng's aura, and then sneered and said, "Then do you dare to make a bet with me?"
"Oh? What are you betting on?" Mo Heng also became interested.
"I still have three 'Pulse Heart Pills' used by warriors in the Pulse Condensation Realm. If you win, take the pills. If you lose..." Wang Feng said with a half-smile: "If you lose, kowtow to me in public.
Apologize!"
"good!"
After hearing about the Maixin Dan, Mo Heng couldn't wait to agree.
It won't be long before he breaks through to the middle stage of the Pulse Condensation Realm. If there is help from pills, this time will undoubtedly be accelerated.
As for the cost of losing the bet.
But Mo Heng didn't have to worry at all. The ugly boy's original intention was to seek stability and press his opponent with no possibility of turning over, so how could he lose?
"Haha, good!"
Wang Feng felt happy when he heard Mo Heng agreed.
How could he not know the strength of Lin Yue'er when he has been pursuing her for so long? How could he attack rashly if he didn't have an overwhelming advantage?