On the stage, a warrior from the Spiritual Transformation Realm wearing a purple-gold robe announced the results of the competition. For a moment, the countless onlookers shrank their pupils, showing expressions of disbelief.
"How is it possible? It's over so soon?" A young man who was in the late stage of the Pulse Condensation Realm and whose own strength was not weak, looked at Mo Heng who was slowly walking off the field in disbelief, and his breathing became rapid.
quick…
Too fast!
Among the top fifty Pulse Condensing Realm warriors who have advanced to the martial arts competition, Mo Heng can be said to be the one who finished the competition the fastest.
The speed was so fast that many people had not expected it. Even his opponent was standing blankly under the ring at this moment, with a dreamy look on his face...
"Oh My God…"
"Is this still a disciple of the Mo clan?"
"How can he be so strong?"
Many of the direct disciples of Mo Mansion who had reached the Pulse Condensation Realm took a breath. Such methods were simply not comparable to them.
"This collateral warrior has really good talent. It seems that when he returns home, he must let his father win him over to the Dongmu branch as soon as possible."
Mo Dongxun thought secretly.
Although his talent is not weak, he has to admit that when he was in the Pulse Condensation Realm, he was definitely not as dazzling as Mo Heng. Perhaps only a genius like Mo Ziling could compare with him...
Mo Antong stood in the crowd with complicated eyes.
She originally thought that she was a talented disciple of the Mo clan, but when she saw Mo Heng defeating his opponent so easily, she realized that she was wrong...
Totally wrong!
Compared to Mo Heng, the opponent he couldn't defeat even with all his strength was not an enemy that could be defeated by the opponent's moves.
The gap between the two is not huge.
…
Get off the stage.
Suddenly, Mo Heng felt that a few unkind eyes in the distance were staring at him.
One of them came from the direction of the disciples of the Mo clan; as for the other several, it came from the direction of the disciples of the Yuyang family.
"Young boy from the Mo family...I want to kill you, I must kill you!" In the crowd, Yu Yangshi stood on the same spot, shouting angrily deep in his heart.
In the last competition.
Mo Heng severely damaged his meridians. If he cannot rest for a period of time, hidden diseases will inevitably remain, which will make his path to martial arts difficult.
It was different from Yu Yangshi's angry posture.
Yuyang Huayue looked at Mo Heng again, still very disdainful, "Speed? Huh... Do you think you can defeat me because of your fast speed?"
In her opinion, although Mo Heng's strength is good, there is still a big gap between him and herself. Even if the opponent's fighting skills are very gorgeous, are her fighting skills vulgar?
Walked to Gao Chang.
Mo Heng saw that Mo Zifeng was not among the disciples of the Mo clan and had no intention of saying hello, so he prepared to leave.
See this.
Among the warriors of the Mo clan, no one tried to retain Mo Heng.
After all, they are direct descendants of the Mo clan, and their status is extraordinary. Even if they are shocked by Mo Heng's methods, they will not take the initiative to please them.
"Brother Mo, you are so awesome! Instant kill... tsk tsk." Gao Chang's admiring voice sounded next to him. For some reason, since the gambling incident, the other party has been staying by his side, unwilling to leave.
"It's just a fluke..." Mo Heng shook his head slightly.
"Lucky? Hehe..." Gao Chang didn't say anything about this. He knew that Mo Heng was being modest. Otherwise, how could he win five games in a row if he had no luck and no strength?
sky…
gradually becomes darker,
Everyone participating in the martial arts conference, including the powerful warriors in the bamboo pavilion and wooden pavilion, seemed not to notice that wisps of purple-gold light were looming above the dim sky.
The competition is still going on in an orderly and steady manner...
Soon, the sixth competition began!
Wow——
Ripples of waves appeared in the void, and Shanmu appeared above everyone. He said: "The next step is the final competition for the Pulse Condensation Realm warriors..."
The last one?
Hearing this, many people looked confused. Even Mo Heng, who looked calm, was now a little curious, "The last competition? How can the top ten warriors be selected in just one competition?"
You know, there are currently twenty-five warriors who have been promoted. Even if someone gets a bye, thirteen people must be promoted in a competition...
Everyone is curious.
Shanmu in the void pursed his lips and smiled, waved his arms slightly, and the arena in front of everyone suddenly began to move. More than a hundred arenas gathered together, and in just a moment, a huge competition venue appeared.
in front of everyone.
After doing all this, Shanmu continued: "The last competition will be held in this arena. The last ten people left will win!"
Melee!
Everyone was shocked!
Unexpectedly, the final competition between Pulse Condensing Realm warriors turned out to be a melee!
"Trouble...how could it be a melee? I have never been popular, and I even had conflicts with Mr. Luan Yu and others. If they join forces to deal with me, I'm afraid..."
A late-stage Pulse Condensing Realm warrior with extraordinary strength who was also left to the last, looked bitter after hearing Shanmu's words. If he was still confident of being promoted to the top ten in a personal battle, then in a melee, he might not have the chance.
Already.
There are not a few warriors who have the same idea as him.
After all, it is not easy to stay at the end of the melee. There are too many unknown factors. It may even happen that more than ten warriors will fight against one person.
"Melee? Interesting..." Luan Yu heard the melee, and his whole body became even more excited. He was different from the warriors in Beilu Realm. After breaking through the Pulse Condensation Realm, he often traveled to other regions and faced crises that ordinary people could not handle.
imaginary.
"Huh, so what about the melee? I can still win easily." Yuyang Huayue was full of confidence.
"I will definitely win... I will use my strength to tell Grandpa that I am the genius of the Lin family." Lin Guangmo took a deep breath, full of fighting spirit!
Also hearing the scuffle was Gao Chang.
He looked at Mo Heng aside with a strange look, his expression complicated.
Melee?
Or for others, there will be many unknown factors, but for Mo Heng, the melee is simply tailor-made for him!
"Brother Mo, it seems that you are going to steal the show again in this martial arts conference." Gao Chang smiled happily. He himself has keen senses, so he knows very well the advantages of Mo Heng's position.
"Sigh... I really want to keep a low profile." Mo Heng smiled and nodded.
If it were a personal battle, he might still be afraid of Luan Yu and Yuyang Huayue. But in the melee, they would all become defeated by his men!
Everyone came on stage one after another.
At the top of the huge arena, there was no longer a Spiritual Transformation Realm warrior wearing a purple-gold robe. After all, Shan Mu, a Dao Enlightenment Realm warrior, was personally in charge, so their use was really of little use.
"call…"
Lifting up from the spot, Mo Heng jumped to the top of the ring.
In front of him, a total of twenty-four Pulse Condensation Realm warriors were looking at others eagerly, as if there was a possibility of thunder taking action at any time!
"A melee...it's a pity that it's useless to me." Seeing that everyone was on guard, Mo Heng was the most relaxed among the crowd.
His five senses are sharp. If someone attacks him, his body will react instinctively. There is no need to worry about being attacked by a warrior of the same realm.
Whoosh!
The brief stalemate lasted for half a stick of incense.
Suddenly, someone made a thunderous move and killed the young man on the side. The man was caught off guard and didn't even have time to react. The body-protecting Qi was annihilated by a terrifying air wave, followed by a palm containing terrifying power.
Hit the top of his chest.
puff!
One hit succeeded!
The man who was attacked was about to resist, but unexpectedly someone next to him attacked him. In just a moment, he fell to the ground, unable to fight anymore.
Someone's out...
Seeing this scene, several people around them began to retreat. Several of them, who were tacitly aware of the situation and were late-stage Pulse Condensing Realm warriors, actually walked towards Young Master Luan Yu, Yu Yang Huayue and others at the same time, with unkind expressions on their faces.
The melee has begun.
Looking at the huge and chaotic arena, Mo Heng's eyes were fixed on a beautiful woman in the distance who was as graceful as a fairy.
That person is Yuyang Huayue.
He had promised Mo Zifeng to teach him a lesson, and now... it was the best time!
Wow——
His body suddenly turned into a phantom. Mo Heng's speed was too fast. No one else could catch his movements. Even Yuyang Huayue did not feel that the crisis was approaching at this time.
Whoosh!
at the same time.
The moment Mo Heng left, Luan Yu, who looked excited, also took action!
His body also turned into a ghost, flashing rapidly on the ring, and in almost the blink of an eye, he was in front of Mo Heng, blocking the latter's way.
"Get out of the way..."
The five senses had already locked onto everyone present. When Luan Yu started to move, Mo Heng had already stopped. He looked at the young man in front of him with a look of anticipation and excitement, and his voice was extremely cold.
"Haha, it's rare for me to meet an opponent worth looking forward to. How could I get out of the way?" Luan Yu looked at Mo Heng jokingly, his voice playful.
"You are no match for me...especially in a melee." Mo Heng said calmly, because he had already seen three people walking in this direction in the distance. If Luan Yu didn't know what to do, he wouldn't mind and would kill him first.
other side!
"Not your opponent? Huh! What a joke. Do you think you can defeat me with your speed? Impossible! I have already practiced two yellow-level high-level martial arts to the level of Dacheng. You can't win at all.
Pass me!"
Luan Yu sounded arrogant!
In his opinion, Mo Heng's fighting skills are at best more flashy, and there is still a big gap between him and a warrior like him who has experienced life and death.
"Really?" Mo Heng sneered. Since Luan Yu insisted on blocking his way, then... let's attack him first!
Wow!
His body suddenly flickered from the spot, and when Mo Heng reappeared, he was already in front of Luan Yu. He concentrated his energy on his arm, and without any politeness, he blasted him away with one palm.
It is the last move of Fire Cloud Palm - Fire Cloud Strength!
At the same moment!
The moment Mo Heng made his move, the three Pulse Condensing Realm warriors in the distance also coincided with each other and attacked Luan Yu one after another...