"Boy, do you dare to gamble with me?"

When Mo Wuchen came to the stage, Zhang Chong looked the other party up and down, and suddenly said.

"Bet on what?" Mo Wangchen asked with a smile.

"Hehe, just bet on Xuanshi, if I lose, give you ten, if you lose, give me the same, give me ten, how about it?"

"Oh?" Mo Wangchen was stunned for a moment, and then sneered, "It seems that you Star Wing Pavilion get a lot of oil and water from newcomers every year......

Now it is the middle of the month, generally speaking, most of the disciples have already exhausted the Xuanshi they received from the school, and this Zhang Chong actually dares to 'gamble' ten Xuanshi with himself, which shows that it is impossible for the other party to speak in vain.

"Just ask if you dare, right?"

In the face of Mo Wuchen's ridicule, Zhang Chong looked indifferent on his face.

Mo Wuchen didn't answer his words, but turned his eyes to look down the ring, and his gaze fell on the deputy pavilion master of the Star Wing Pavilion, Xiang Fei, "Someone sent Xuanshi to the door, how can it not be accepted?"

"Oh, do you think you can beat me?" Zhang Chong frowned and looked at Mo Wuchen coldly.

"Make a move, don't talk nonsense. Mo Wuchen smiled coldly, and his body took a step back.

"Zhang Chong, abolish that kid!"

"Hmph, you actually dare to set up any Mo Pavilion to oppose our Star Wing Pavilion, it's really unbelievable!"

Under the ring, a group of people from the Star Wing Pavilion who came with them shouted one after another, looking at Mo Wuchen with disdain in their eyes.

And among them, only Xiang Fei frowned, "This kid is so confident, I'm afraid that Zhang Chong will suffer!"

Mo Wangchen's strength, although he is not very clear, but a few days ago, he collided with the other party, although it seemed that he had the upper hand, but Mo Wuchen was able to shake himself back a few steps, it is conceivable that his strength is already comparable to the eightfold condensation realm.

"Boy, remember, my name is Zhang Chong!"

Zhang Chong smiled coldly, put on a posture, and the next moment, his body burst out with a whoosh, and attacked towards Mo Wuchen's place.

"Hehe, don't expect me to show mercy to your men!"

As he moved, he could only hear Zhang Chong's voice coming into his ears again, and the breath in his body was tumbling, and a steady stream of spiritual power poured out, covering his entire arm, and a punch blasted towards Mo Wuchen's chest.

Mo Wuchen's eyes flashed, after all, Zhang Chong was a cultivator of the eightfold condensation realm, much higher than himself, he didn't dare to underestimate it, but he quickly reacted, and the power of the five spiritual veins in his body quietly urged, and the majestic spiritual power instantly filled his body, and he also punched out.

Bang!

After a dull explosion, Mo Wuchen and Zhang Chong's fists came into contact with each other, and in an instant, both of their bodies were shocked and flew out, and they took nearly ten steps backwards before they stopped.

"Huh?!"

Zhang Chong frowned, he didn't expect Mo Wuchen to have a hard time with him, and he didn't fall into the disadvantage!

"Sure enough, there is some ability!" he snorted, then leaned over and attacked again.

"Bull Running Fist!"

The terrifying fist momentum slapped towards Mo Wuchen like a huge wave, and the majestic momentum overwhelmingly suppressed towards Mo Wuchen, making his breathing slightly condensed.

Today's Zhang Chong, like a fierce bull, pounced on him, and the eightfold aura of the Condensing Vein Realm exploded to its peak.

"Humph!"

After snorting coldly, Mo Wuchen's face was not afraid at all, the breath in his body rolled, and he blasted out with a punch, only to see the phantom of a giant elephant appear in vain, and the next moment, he rushed towards Zhang Chong.

This is the Mo family's Vientiane Fist, the advanced level of the Yellow Order, only the lineage can be cultivated, Mo Wuchen, as the young master of the Mo family, has naturally also cultivated.

Rumble!

Under the collision of the giant elephant phantom, Zhang Chong, who was still powerful and like a fierce bull, was rushed out, and his face instantly turned pale.

"What??Running Bull Fist is a Yellow Rank Intermediate Martial Skill, Zhang Chong was actually shocked back?!"

"What kind of martial arts is that kid using?How strong is he?!"

Under the ring, the faces of the disciples of the Star Wing Pavilion were extremely surprised, with Zhang Chong's strength, coupled with the martial arts he had just performed, among the eight layers of the Condensation Realm, few people dared him to fight hard, but he didn't expect that Mo Wuchen actually forced Zhang Chong back unscathed.

"Come on, Pavilion Master!"

"Teach him a hard lesson!"

In the other direction, everyone in Mo Ge, after seeing Mo Wuchen on stage and always having the upper hand, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief at the moment, and at the same time shouted with excitement on their faces.

Zhang Chong and the people of the Star Wing Pavilion were extremely arrogant, but on their side, no one could compare with each other, even Xu Chan, who won the first place in the competition last night, was difficult to compete, and now, Mo Wangchen pressed Zhang Chong and beat them, which finally made these disciples of Mo Pavilion angry.

"Hehe, it seems that your ten Xuanshi are destined to lose to me......"

In front of Zhang Chong not far away, Mo Wuchen smiled faintly, and then took a step towards the other party.

"You!"

Zhang Chong's complexion changed, at this moment, the qi and blood in his body were tumbling, and he almost couldn't control a mouthful of blood just now, if it wasn't for his timely reaction, he would have been seriously injured now.

He didn't expect that Mo Wuchen, who looked weak and couldn't help but feel that his cultivation was even lower than his own in terms of breath, actually had such a powerful combat power!

"Hmph! I also rely on martial arts......

Zhang Chong naturally saw that the martial arts used by Mo Wuchen just now had obviously reached the advanced level of the Yellow Order, which was one level higher than his Bull Running Fist.

Rumble!

However, before his voice fell, he saw that Mo Wuchen had already walked within five steps of him, and hit the Vientiane Fist again, and the huge loud phantom, with a terrifying momentum, rushed over.

Zhang Chong's face changed again, even more pale, he did not hesitate at all, his body soared out towards the rear, avoiding the attack of the giant elephant, but at this moment, he was already standing under the ring.

"Martial arts are also a kind of strength, and I can't even use even a mere yellow-level high-level martial art, and I'm embarrassed to shout in front of me. ”

Mo Wuchen snorted coldly, looked at Zhang Chong, who was already defeated under the ring, and said lightly again, "Ten Xuanshi, hand them over!"

"You!"

Zhang Chong gritted his teeth, his face was extremely ugly, but after snorting coldly, he still took out the ten Xuanshi and threw them towards Mo Wuchen, and then returned to the team of the Star Wing Pavilion in a gray manner.

"The Pavilion Master is mighty!"

It wasn't until the results of the battle came out that everyone in Moge cheered.

Previously, they didn't know much about Mo Wangchen's strength, but now, when they saw each other defeat Zhang Chong so easily, they looked at Mo Wuchen as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, their eyes were full of admiration.