Chen Yuan never believed Wang Zijian's admission of defeat at the beginning, just as he didn't believe in Song Huaimin in the first place.

The latter asked this sentence, which directly made Chen Yuan's impression of Song Huaimin fall to the bottom.

Squinting his eyes and glancing at Chen Yuan coldly, Song Huaimin's figure slowly disappeared.

The eight people from the Jingkai Academy also immediately came to the field and carried Wang Zijian, who was vomiting blood and unconscious, down.

Then Song Huaimin's voice resounded throughout the audience again, but it was a little colder than before.

"In the first challenge, the challenged Chen Yuan won. ”

No one spoke anymore, they all looked at Chen Yuan with an indifferent expression, and there was some complexity in their eyes.

Although the battle between Chen Yun and Wang Zijian was a little weird, and even confusing, after Wang Zijian shouted out to admit defeat, they clearly felt Chen Yuan's strength.

That kick was unbelievably fast, and the power and spiritual power fluctuations on it even reached the level of a D-rank entry close to the elite!

With such Chen Yuan, it is impossible for anyone to question his strength.

Is that what to do?

Just as the thought arose, a seemingly fragile figure stood up.

He walked into the middle of the field with some trembling, and looked at Chen Yuan with a pair of cloudy eyes.

"Lin, Linjiang Lingwu University, junior Mo Sanqian challenged Chen Yuan. ”

Looking at Mo Sanqian, who seemed to be blown down by the wind, Chen Yuan frowned tightly.

Whether it was the perception of spiritual power or the perception of spiritual power, Chen Yuan felt that Mo Sanqian in the field was weak and pitiful, although his cultivation was at the D-level entry, it was like a castle in the air, extremely unstable and vain.

Isn't this person a drug addict?

As if to solve Chen Yuan's doubts, the rest of the people also started to talk about it.

"Ouch, it, Mo Sanqian is actually on it, isn't this little old man afraid of dying tightly?"

"You don't know this, Mo Sanqian used to be the vice president of the Tianyi Martial Arts Club of Lingwu University, and he has a very good personal relationship with Guo Moumiao, the financial secretary of the Tianyi Martial Arts Society. ”

"What's going on with Guo Moumiao?"

", brother, you are a primitive person, don't you know this? A while ago, Hu Zhongtian sponsored the various martial arts societies of various schools according to the convention, and Chen Yuan not only got the largest share, but also devalued the other martial arts clubs, it is said that except for Chen Yuan and a little fat man, all the people from the martial arts society were severely beaten in the face by Chen Yuan. ”

......

Hearing this, Chen Yuan was a little stunned, but he still frowned and spoke.

"Mo Sanqian, are you sure you want to fight me?"

"Hehe, hehe, I'm Mo Sanqian, not as weak as you Chen Yuan thinks, you owe Xiao Guo, you owe Tianyi Martial Society, I will let you spit it out one by one!"

As Mo Sanqian's voice sounded, his body began to undergo some strange changes.

The originally weak body began to bulge, and the muscles swelled apart, and his clothes reflected a faint fluorescence in the moonlight, and at the same time, his cultivation was no longer vain, but took a step forward. Directly stepped on the threshold of the D-class elite.

A pair of cloudy eyes also became clear, but then there was an extremely crazy emotion, as if it was stained red with blood.

As these phenomena occurred, the people around them cheered again.

"It's coming, it's coming! Humanoid demon beast Mo Sanqian!"

"Tsk, it's really a good show to watch now, I don't believe that Chen Yuan can still be as relaxed as just now. ”

"Hahaha, this time Chen Yuan is decided, Mo Sanqian is a person who tears the demon beast by hand, and he can be described as a man among men!"

......

Hearing these words, the expression on Chen Yuan's face slowly became much more solemn.

Through the observation of spiritual power, he had a more intuitive feeling for the current Mo Sanqian.

The latter's consciousness was replaced by endless madness, full of bloodthirsty intent, and at the same time, Mo Sanqian's physical quality also increased rapidly, like a diamond iron fight.

Humanoid monsters?

Without giving Chen Yuan more time to think, Mo Sanqian, who had completed his transformation, opened his mouth and let out a loud shout.

"Chen Yuan!

As soon as the voice fell, the tower-like man ran briskly towards Chen Yuan with his thick legs, kicking up heavy dust on the ground with each step.

Looking at this scene, Chen Yuan seemed to see a landslide.

He understood that this Mo Sanqian was much more difficult to deal with than Wang Zijian.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Yuan finally decided to make a quick decision.

He didn't know how long Mo Sanqian's state would last, or if this state was Mo Sanqian's normal state, and that weak boy was the disguise.

The more it dragged on, the more likely Chen Yuan himself would be brought into the opponent's rhythm by the opponent's power, and it would become much more troublesome to end the battle at that time.

The sound of "knock knock" kept ringing out, and the distance between Mo Sanqian's powerful body and Chen Yuan became shorter and shorter, and all the faces around him became more and more excited.

But the moment Mo Sanqian came to Chen Yuan, the latter had already disappeared.

At the same time, around Mo Sanqian, dozens of Chen Yuan appeared, and it was "Ling Bo Weibu"!

This was the first time Chen Yuan had used the ancient martial arts method tonight, but it certainly wouldn't be the last.

The appearance of dozens of Chen Yuan instantly ignited the atmosphere in the field, and everyone began to shout excitedly.

"Go on, Mo Sanqian, beat him, beat him to death!"

"Mo Sanqian! Don't be intimidated, don't be afraid! Chen Yuan can't break through your defenses! Die inside!"

"Hahaha! This is the second challenge, Chen Yuan, you have used your own signature ancient martial arts, I see what you are going to do next!"

......

As these crazy shouts sounded, the madness on Mo Sanqian's body became stronger and stronger.

He turned his head to look at dozens of Chen Yuan wielding different ancient martial arts, and there was no fear on his face!

The next moment, all of Chen Yuan's ancient martial arts slammed back and forth on Mo Sanqian's body.

Taijiquan, Bajiquan, Luohan Palm, Wandering Boxing, Dali Vajra Palm......

Different Gu Wu made the sound of gold and stone colliding on Mo Sanqian's body, and Chen Yuan's face, who kept changing his position, became more and more solemn.

Mo Sanqian's defense was really beyond Chen Yuan's imagination!

And the former, in the face of Chen Yuan's moves, not only did not dodge, but in turn, wanted to catch the real Chen Yuan.

Although his movements were slow, the strong wind brought by his hands also made Chen Yuan secretly frightened.

Finally, all the Chen Yuan around him dissipated, and the real Chen Yuan appeared twenty meters behind Mo Sanqian.

He kept his face calm and didn't say a word.

From an angle that no one could see, Chen Yuan's palms were already completely red, and after a total of dozens of times, it was Chen Yuan who was the first to be hurt!

The faces of the nine people in the big position on the side also showed a look of worry again, Chen Yuan may not be familiar with Mo Sanqian, but they have been in contact with it early.

"It's not easy to do now, I didn't expect Chen Yuan to meet Mo Sanqian in the second game, he can be said to be one of the strongest people in this batch of trainees. ”

"Mo Sanqian's Mo family's secret technique is really not covered, but fortunately, this new martial art can only be mastered by the Mo family. ”

"Hey, Chen Yuan is a little fierce and unlucky this time, I think when he was a sophomore, Mo Sanqian was also one of the people who gave Bai Jie the most headaches. ”

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Hearing these words, Lin Yi's face became much more solemn.

Although this battle was much clearer for Chen Yuan than the battle with Wang Zijian just now, the danger level had also increased a lot.

If Chen Yuan didn't find a quick way to resolve the battle in a short period of time, then he would really be brought into his rhythm by Mo Sanqian.

At that time, it was difficult for Chen Yuan to hide his secrets.

At this time, Mo Sanqian immediately yelled when he found that Chen Yuan was not around him.

"Chen Yuan, where are you, come out for me!"

Not only did his waving hands not stop because Chen Yuan was gone, but they were getting faster and faster, as if he was striking something that didn't exist.

With the wave of his huge palm, bursts of fierce wind continued to blow towards him from his origin, and the sand and dust on the ground also rose again.

Finally, when he completely turned around and saw Chen Yuan, the frantic roar stopped.

Looking at Chen Yuan, Mo Sanqian's face showed a very cruel smile.

"Chen Yuan, I'm going to use these hands to tear you off little by little!"

Seeing this, Chen Yuan, who was opposite him, took a deep breath, a little perseverance slowly appeared in his eyes, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Without waiting for Chen Yuan to say anything, Mo Sanqian once again rushed over with footsteps that seemed to be about to open mountains and crack rocks, and his side, in addition to the extremely violent spiritual power, was also mixed with the dust in the sky.

The thunderous "dongdong" sound kept ringing from the ground to all directions, and everyone felt an earthquake like the earth shaking.

Just as his huge hands were about to touch Chen Yuan, Chen Yuan opened his eyes.

White eyebrows and white hair.

The overwhelming cold air spread out instantly around him, as if he wanted to freeze everything, as if even the air was slowly solidifying.

And although Mo Sanqian, who was running wildly, felt the difficulty of breathing, he didn't care, and still flowed from the extremely cold air into his mouth and spread to his lungs.

The huge fists smashed down with incomparable might, but they pounced in the air.

Chen Yuan disappeared from the spot again.

Seeing this, anger began to appear on Mo Sanqian's face, and his crazy look became more and more vigorous.

This Chen Yuan is like a loach, Rao is Mo Sanqian is difficult to catch no matter how hard he tries.

Subconsciously, Mo Sanqian immediately looked around him, but this time there were no more dozens of Chen Yuan, and there was no one behind Mo Sanqian.

Just as he was wondering, a strong and incomparably cold wind descended from the top of Mo Sanqian's head, instantly freezing Mo Sanqian's hair into an ice sculpture!

Feeling all this, Mo Sanqian immediately looked up with wide eyes.

Chen Yuan, who was extremely indifferent, stared at him with emotionless eyes, and his right hand slowly pressed towards the top of Mo Sanqian's head, and there seemed to be endless chill and spiritual power in his palm.

A huge sense of danger immediately appeared in Mo Sanqian's heart, he didn't know when Chen Yuan was in the air, and he didn't know what Chen Yuan's appearance represented.

But Mo Sanqian understood that if this palm was true, his challenge would probably be over.

Without any hesitation, Mo Sanqian immediately raised his right hand and went up, the two palms collided, and an indescribable strange fluctuation immediately dispersed towards the surroundings.

This fluctuation contained two completely different spiritual powers at the same time, corresponding to the fluctuation of spiritual power on Chen Yuan's body of Mo Sanqian, as if this battle had not ended until now.