In Yue Shan's opinion, Mo Fan can defeat Hu Fei, it is definitely a fluke, if it happens again, the outcome is not yet known.

But he didn't expect that the little person he looked down on could actually attract the attention of this young man.

In fact, as expected by some recruit powerhouses, Mo Fan certainly wanted to seize the opportunity, take advantage of the situation to pursue, and defeat Long Tian in one fell swoop.

He finally broke through the defense of the copper sand palm and seriously injured Longtian, at this time, it will definitely be much easier to chase after the victory, and more accidents can be avoided.

But who would have thought that at this moment, that mysterious feeling suddenly appeared, and it became clearer and clearer.

He had a feeling that just a little bit, just a little bit, his Baguazhang would be able to go one step further and step into the consummation stage.

Compared to taking advantage of the situation to pursue Longtian and win this battle, Baguazhang Consummation is obviously more important.

Therefore, he decisively gave up the pursuit of Longtian and stopped in place, for fear that one action would accidentally drive away this mysterious feeling.

"Mo Fan, losing is losing, I don't need your mercy!"

Long Tian gasped for breath, and it took him a long time to recover, and he looked up at Mo Fan who was standing still, his face was quite ugly.

It's been a long time since he was injured and retreated.

During this time, Mo Fan could make a move at any time and defeat him in one fell swoop while he had not yet recovered, and at that time, he had absolutely no chance to continue to stand in the ring.

But Mo Fan didn't do this, but stood there, motionless, quietly waiting for him to come to his senses.

What does that mean? Look down on him?

Long Tian moved his hands that were still a little trembling, the power of Mo Fan's punch just now was too strong, even his copper sand palm couldn't resist it, especially the strange power contained in it, which made his hands not recover for a long time.

Staring at Mo Fan, who was motionless, Long Tian raised his eyebrows slightly, and at this time, he finally realized that something was wrong.

"This Mo Fan, didn't he keep his hand, did he have a problem himself?"

Thinking of this, Long Tian hurriedly looked up at the sweet little girl in the sky, and then, he shook his head.

"It's not right, if something goes wrong with Mo Fan, the military intelligence system would have decided to win or lose a long time ago, and the result of this battle would have come out a long time ago. ”

Staring cautiously at Mo Fan, Long Tian was silent for a moment, and then suddenly approached.

"Mo Fan, no matter what is wrong with you, as long as I push you out of the ring, I will win this battle!"

After making up his mind, the speed under Long Tian's feet suddenly accelerated, and the moment he approached Mo Fan, he hurriedly raised the copper sand palm that had barely recovered a few points, and then, he fell towards Mo Fan's chest with one palm.

Seeing that this palm was about to be implemented, suddenly, a golden halo flashed.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Mo Fan still stood there motionless, but instead he was stunned at the feet of Long Tian, and the next moment, a powerful anti-shock force lifted him directly out.

It's this body protection magic again!

Many recruits stared at each other and wanted to find out, but unfortunately, this golden halo was fleeting, and they didn't give them too many opportunities at all.

"Impossible! I really don't believe it, I'm not your opponent in a head-on battle, if you stand still, can't I beat you?"

Long Tian gasped, his face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and roared angrily.

Immediately, he roared angrily, and his whole body soared.

Then, he completely ignored the injuries on his hands, raised his hands, and rushed towards Mo Fan.

"Hehe, it's late!"

The few recruits below shook their heads, smiled lightly and closed their eyes, as if they didn't need to continue looking, they already knew the outcome of this battle.

Mo Fan, who had been standing there for a long time, suddenly moved at this moment.

Putting on a posture is exactly Baguazhang.

Bang!

With a few muffled sounds, Long Tian's face changed, and his hands suddenly froze.

Then, he only saw palm shadows surrounding him from all directions.

The winner is instantly divided!

Mo Fan circled around Longtian, withdrew his hand and stood back in the position he had just placed.

Almost at the same time, the stiff body of the opposite side fell straight down.

"No. 9 Recruit Training Base, genius recruit Mo Fan, win!"

"No. 8 Recruit Training Base, Genius Recruit Longtian, Defeated!

In the sky above the ring, the sweet voice of the little girl of the military intelligence system sounded again.

Win!

Mo Fan exhaled, and the mysterious feeling just now was not completely dissipated until this moment.

Although he has tried to buy enough time, he still hasn't really mastered the punch intent.

However, this experience of capturing that mysterious feeling made him finally understand what this fist intent was.

The so-called fist intent is actually a kind of perception and sublimation of the essence of martial arts.

But this is not a simple skill and routine, this is a kind of power beyond the skill, it is a deeper manifestation of will after mastering martial arts and reaching a considerable depth.

Seriously calculated, this so-called fist intent, he has actually been in contact with it for a long time.

At the beginning, in the Xie family of the Principality of Dongyuan, when he encountered the imperial secret envoy Zhu Hai for the first time, and the power of the rune master was completely suppressed, at the critical moment, he did not use his spiritual power to use the talisman force to the sky, and the power was not weak.

This is actually the power of fist intent, which belongs to the fist intent of Fu Force.

It's a pity that Fu Wuli soaring into the sky can be said to be a kind of martial art, but it can also be said that it is not.

It is precisely because the level of Fu Wu's martial arts is too low, this kind of fist intent is considered a congenital deficiency, even if it is born by luck, it is difficult to completely form.

This is the key to the fact that he has been exposed to the power of fist intent for a long time, but he has not yet been able to fully grasp it.

Of course, Fu's powerful fist intent is congenitally insufficient and cannot be formed, but Baguazhang's fist intent absolutely does not have this problem.

At the last moment, through the unformed fist intent, he finally barely realized the fist intent of Baguazhang, but it still failed to be completely formed, and it seemed that it was still a little bit behind.

But even so, his Bagua Palm is not what it used to be, and just now it has completely exploded the copper sand palm of the sky.

"Mo Fan, congratulations! With a perfect martial art, the top ten recruits in the ring this time will definitely not be a problem, maybe they can advance a few more. ”

Looking at Mo Fan, who seemed to be walking back like a fugue, the captain's middle-aged face's indifferent face smiled a little more, and patted Mo Fan's shoulder heavily.

Mo Fan suddenly woke up, looking at his sister Xiaoyu who was holding his left hand beside him, he suddenly smiled, and buried the memories in his heart in the alliance countries again.

"I almost forgot that this is in the Ancient God Empire, no, I can't casually think about anything about the alliance anymore, if I am not careful, I will be detected by the high-level of the military department, and Xiaoyu and I will be in danger. ”

Silently reminding himself, Mo Fan took his sister Xiaoyu's hand and returned to his position.