Facing the ink dust that suddenly overwhelmed his aura, Mu Shen was also panicked for a while, but he couldn't simply admit defeat like this, his body was pressed down, and the flames on his body burned again.

Regarding Mo Chen, he had only heard some rumors, since he was born, he was called a genius boy who was once in a thousand years because of his high sensitivity to aura, and the speed of cultivating reiki was simply more than ten times that of others.

At the same time, he also inherited the casting talent from the father of the head of the Mo family, and perfectly integrated these two talents, reaching a height that is difficult for his peers to achieve.

At the age of 12, he had already entered the Spirit Mist level, and now his strength was already the leader of the younger generation, and he was known as the new star of the generation along with the other two geniuses of the Yun family and the Li family.

The opponent is such an existence, Mu Shen naturally takes it very seriously, he did not show any intention to admit defeat, but walked around the field, seeking a glimmer of hope for victory.

"Since you are so unwilling to admit defeat, I will send you down. Mo Chen didn't say anything more, the golden light in his hand flashed, and his extremely unique bow had appeared.

Seeing that Mo Chen had already pulled the strings, Mu Shen immediately accelerated and rushed towards the other party. However, Mochen's arrow had already been released, and in a flash of golden light, the arrow had already flown in front of his eyes.

The fire is on fire!

In an instant, the aura in his body poured out like a sea, and the blazing flames engulfed the arrows, completely covering the field around him, forming an absolute realm.

"I seem to have seen this trick somewhere. Mu Jingfan felt a familiar feeling from the momentum released by Mu Shen.

In the ring, Mo Chen seemed to have been suppressed by Mu Shen's fire, and there was nowhere to hide, and the arrows could not pass through the thick flame barrier.

"What a genius, that's it. ”

"It doesn't matter, I should also make you aware of the chasm between geniuses and mortals. Ink Dust's hand jumped backwards, and his feet left the ring completely.

If he just fell like this, he would have lost the competition because he was judged to have left the ring.

"Did you admit defeat in order to protect yourself?" Mu Shen obviously didn't see the point of Mo Chen's doing this.

'Polestar Sends Arrows • An Inch of Hope'

The bowstring in his hand slowly pulled away, and time seemed to slow down, and every second became so long. The surrounding aura seemed to sense something, and it revolved around his body frantically.

His movements were extremely gentle, gently pulling the strings, gently letting go of his hand, slow and weak, giving the illusion that he could not cause any harm at all.

Suddenly, the arrow turned into a beam of light and fell from mid-air, and a light trail was stretched, and the speed exceeded the expectations of everyone present, so fast that Mu Shen didn't have time to react at all, and was pierced through the thigh by the arrow.

The arrow did not slow down after penetrating Mu Shen's body, and went straight into the ground of the ring, leaving a small hole in the ground.

Mu Shen's body was already surrounded by endless fear, if it was not his thigh that was aimed at his thigh just now, but his vital point, now he would have fallen in the ring.

It's just that he still retains the illusion that he can still win, and if Mochen falls out of the ring like this, it means that he has won.

But when he raised his head, he saw that Mochen's second arrow had been placed on the string, and his body recalled his previous fear again, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"I throw in the towel. His voice trembled, and he couldn't even resist in the face of such an opponent.

The bow in Mo Chen's hand slowly dissipated, and his body slowly landed in the air supported by the aura. Looking at Mu Shen who walked down from the ring, he didn't have any expression.

For him, such an opponent can no longer make a slight wave in his state of mind.

After Mu Shen got out of the ring, he walked to Mu Xing's side in great frustration. Only then did Mu Jingfan remember why his momentum made him feel familiar.

In the past, when his fathers were fighting, Mu Jingfan had seen Mu Xing release that kind of momentum, but the momentum at that time was much stronger than Mu Shen's.

If it was Mu Xing standing on the stage at that time, it might have just unfolded, and Mo Chen would have no place to stand. Even with that level of attack, Mu Xing should be able to block it.

But that's also impossible, as an elder, it would be too much to bully a junior.

Although Mu Jingfan wanted to think so, no matter how he looked at Mu Xing's expression, it didn't look like it was over like this, he knew that his uncle was not very good, even during the inspection, he would reprimand others for no reason because of his temper.

Mu Jingfan deliberately paid attention to their movements, just in case he was afraid that Mu Xing would do something bad, now he didn't believe in this person's lower limit at all, and he had such an attitude towards his own family, and he wouldn't be able to do anything about Mo Chen, who had a foreign surname.

Because the battle just now was too shocking, the audience around the martial arts arena also realized what a genius was. The authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear, from Mu Shen's point of view, maybe he doesn't experience much, but he may feel that he has suppressed the other party at some point.

But in the eyes of the audience, he is the one who has always been at a disadvantage, even if he opens his momentum, he does not occupy any advantage, and the difference in strength between the two is too obvious.

But as the elder had said, the two of them had a great game for the audience.

"In the sixth game, Mu Huan is right, huh? Mu Huan is right to Mu Jingfan. The elders who read it out also sensed wonder why people who didn't participate in the exhibition match appeared on the list.

Looking at Mu Le's expression snickering on the side, Mu Jingfan also realized that it was his hands and feet. He probably felt that he could use this to teach himself a lesson, or let that Mu Huan regain face for them.

The elder cast his eyes on the head of the family, and the head of the family motioned for him to continue, he is not an iron man, and he must be asked to deal with everything, and this kind of dirty matter between juniors will be solved by juniors.

Mu Huan stepped into the ring, and in the past few years, because of his talent, although he is not as good as the three generations of rising stars, it is enough for him to stand out among the juniors of the Mu family.

Every year, the Mu family will put him in the finale of the exhibition match, just so that he can show the strength of the Mu family and increase the face of the Mu family.

He is shameful about his cousin's behavior, but since he is a family that has played since he was a child, it is not impossible to help him.

However, when he stepped into the ring, he didn't see Mu Jingfan.

"Why, are you afraid to come out?"

The discussion in the audience also continued to sound, and when he looked at Mu Le's side, he already showed a victorious expression. Mu Jingfan sighed and stood up from his seat.

Only then did the people present realize that it was the most inconspicuous person who had been sitting in the audience to play against Mu Huan, who had faintly had the momentum of being the first person in the Mu family.

No one was optimistic about him, and those who knew about his past were even more interested in watching the excitement of this competition.

As a person who does not feel proud and gives up this path, it is extremely unwise and even a little silly in the eyes of those who have been brainwashed by the education of the Duhua family.

They didn't understand Mu Jingfan, and Mu Jingfan didn't expect to get their understanding.

"You are Mu Jingfan, have we met somewhere?" Mu Huan said.

"No, you haven't seen it, you just recognized the wrong person. Mu Jingfan replied in a calm tone.

"That's good, people you don't know don't need to give you face, I will solve you within three moves. Mu Huan obviously didn't take Mu Jingfan seriously.

"Three moves? It's a bit much. Mu Jingfan thought to himself.

"The duel begins!"

As soon as these words were shouted, Mu Jingfan's figure immediately disappeared in the ring, and the flickering figure and extremely delicately controlled rhythm made Mu Huan lose his trace at once.

"It's so fast! How can it be so fast!" Mu Huan obviously couldn't believe that someone could reach such a speed.

When he saw the use of the 'inch step' of the young man in Tsing Yi in the first scene, Mu Jingfan's eyes lit up, this deliberate control, although the speed of the 'inch step' was reduced, gave the opposite side the illusion that your speed had become faster.

Triangle inch step!

His figure flickered three times in a row at the rhythm point, and he was already close to Mu Huan, who was still in a daze. Mu Huan's figure suddenly appeared in front of Mu Huan's eyes, and he immediately reacted and wanted to make a move.

There was a sharp pain in his abdomen for some reason, and he looked down to see that Mu Jingfan's right fist had already hit him, but he didn't even see the opponent's movements clearly.

Extremely unwilling, Mu Huan fell down on the stage, and Mu Jingfan controlled his strength, just letting him faint.

It's just that the result of this competition was beyond the expectations of everyone present.