The deafening explosion resounded through the sky, and after the two attacks collided, a wave was visible to the naked eye, which dispersed in all directions, sweeping the entire ring cleanly, and some people who were close to the weaker cultivators even had to use their Xuan Force to resist.

After the brilliant explosion, countless eyes hurriedly converged on the stage, under such a powerful attack, who could be better?

The dust on the stage slowly dissipated, and even in such a powerful energy impact, the ring still did not have the slightest damage, which shows how strong this ring is.

Finally, the two figures appeared in everyone's sight again, neither of them had any obvious injuries, they stood opposite each other, but they looked more pale and paler.

It's evenly matched!

"I throw in the towel!"

A voice sounded, and everyone hurriedly looked at the source of the sound.

The one who spoke was Le Youhua, and his chubby face was smiling again at this moment, as if he was not frustrated by the loss of the game, and turned around and walked down.

Hearing Le Youhua open his mouth to admit defeat, but no one was surprised, from Le Youhua's face, it can be guessed that his mystical power may have been exhausted, and it is no longer meaningful to continue to stay on the stage, but even if he admits defeat, no one will despise him, on the contrary, his combat power just now has made many people feel frightened.

And from him, it looks like he's just eleven years old.

Seeing Le Youhua admitting defeat, the host old man stood up in time and announced loudly: "Lei Hao wins!"

"Next, the Mo family Mo Ting will fight against the Lin family Lin army!"

Wow!

The slightly silent atmosphere caused by the end of the game between Lei Hao and the two was also ignited again at this moment. The audience erupted in extremely enthusiastic anticipation.

Lin Jun is the most outstanding teenager of the Lin family's generation, and he has a cheerful personality, and he is friends with many children of the Lin family, so he can be said to be a model for the younger generation of the Lin family.

Everyone knows much less about Mo Ting, because Mo Ting also began to show his edge and talent from this hunting competition, before that, most of the time he was cultivating alone in Mo Mansion, and he didn't have much fame outside.

In fact, this is also normal, like Lei Hao and Lin Jun, they also began to appear frequently outside after the age of twelve, after all, their strength was not very strong before, and they couldn't attract much attention from others outside.

"Lin Jun's swordsmanship is superb, and Mo Ting is afraid that it will be difficult to win. Someone shook his head and said.

"I don't think so, it is said that the strength of Lin Jun and He Yang is not much different, since Mo Ting can win He Yang, there must not be much problem in winning Lin Jun. ”

While everyone was talking, a relatively immature voice came out.

"That Murting will win. ”

The tone was firm and unquestionable, making the people around him frown and look towards the speaker.

When they saw the person who was speaking, their serious expressions immediately retracted, and they were replaced by a flattering look.

The speaker is Le Youhua, there is no discouragement in his eyes, it is still so bright, the defeat just now seems to be completely ignored, he looked at Mo Ting who walked towards the stage with interested eyes, but his tone was so firm, he decided that Mo Ting would win.

Seeing him so sure, the people around him couldn't help but murmur in their hearts: "Could it be that yesterday's battle was not the full strength of Moting?"

At this time, Mo Ting and Lin Jun had already stood on the stage, standing face to face, and the two did not have the-for-tat confrontation before the battle with others, but looked at each other with a smile.

"Brother Lin. Merting spoke first.

"Brother Mo, I didn't expect you to hide so deeply, you will have to be merciful later. Lin Jun responded with a smile.

"Where is it, I have always heard that the Lin family's swordsmanship is superb, and now I want to see it. Murting said.

When Lin Jun heard this, he also smiled and nodded.

Seeing that the two of them were ready, the presiding old man stood up, glanced around, and then waved his hand.

"Game on!"

Before the old man's voice fell, Lin Jun had already moved, because he was afraid of hurting his opponent, so the sword on Lin Jun's back was wooden, not his original sword.

Swish!

The sound of the sword unsheathed was extremely loud, and even if it was just a wooden sword, Mo Ting still felt the sharpness that belonged to the swordsman on it.

Lin Jun kicked hard under his feet, the tip of the sword pointed at Mo Ting, his body moved forward quickly, and the sunny smile on weekdays disappeared, and what hung on his face was a rare sharp edge.

The strong wind blew in his face, the tips of the hair on Mo Ting's forehead were blown and moved, and the tip of the wooden sword was about to reach him, he finally moved, one across, easily moved away, and the black Xuan Force operated, forming a solid barrier, blocking the wooden sword that Lin Jun swung again.

Clang!

Although it was only a wooden sword, with the blessing of Lin Jun's Xuanli, the sharpness was not weak at all, and when it slashed on the barrier built by Moting, there was a crisp collision sound.

Lin Jun stepped on the mysterious footwork, constantly adjusting the direction of the attack, and with the swordsmanship in his hand, he slowly forced Mo Ting to the edge of the ring.

"Look at the footwork used by the Lin army, could it be the Lin family's first-class body technique: sword step?"

"Eight or nine are not far from ten... With the sword step and the superb swordsmanship of the Lin army, Mo Ting can only be passive, and he will be forced out of the ring alive. Someone in the audience said worriedly.

Mo Ting also felt Lin Jun's thoughts, but the other party's footwork was very subtle, and every time he could budget the direction he wanted to break through in advance, forcing him back again, and the wooden sword in Lin Jun's hands also played an extremely powerful role, although it would not hurt Mo Ting, but Mo Ting did not dare to touch it at all, otherwise even with his current body, I am afraid that he would suffer some injuries.

Mo Ting also felt extremely helpless about this, although his cultivation caught up with Lin Jun and them in a short period of time, and even surpassed them, but due to the age gap, the background is still much worse, which is difficult to see on weekdays, but when it comes to the battle, you will find that they all have a variety of mystical skills in their bodies, and they can deal with various situations that arise during the battle at any time, while Mo Ting can only rely on the advantage of his own mystical power to resist.

This was the case when he fought with He Yang before, if he also used his occult skills to collide with He Yang, he probably wouldn't even have minor injuries, and He Yang wouldn't just be unconscious.

As for the Wanhua Fist, Mo Ting didn't plan to use it so early, that was the only means he had at the moment, of course, he had to use it at the most critical time, he guessed, I'm afraid Lei Hao must not have thought that he had also successfully cultivated a powerful Xuan Technique.

This kind of hole card can sometimes play a decisive role at a critical moment, so Mo Ting has always planned to keep it for Lei Hao.

And the current dilemma is actually not so difficult for Mo Ting to solve.

Lin Jun continued to press, his feet became more flexible, and the wooden sword in his hand kept swinging, and he was about to force Mo Ting to the edge of the ring.

"I didn't expect Mo Ting to end up out in such a somewhat wretched way. ”

"This can't be blamed on him, you know, he just broke through to the seventh layer of a mysterious realm not long ago, where like Lin Jun and Lei Hao, has a variety of mystical skills in hand. ”

"But it seems that Mo Ting is only more than eleven years old this year..."

"Shhhhh

Le Youhua, who had been standing next to him, suddenly heard some voices, quickly turned his head, looked at the person who spoke just now, and said, "What did you say?"

The man was taken aback by his behavior, but he understood that this little fat man was afraid that he had an amazing background, and even if he had no background, his own strength could crush him, so he cautiously replied: "Little young master, I just said that Mo Ting seems to be more than eleven years old this year. ”

This time it was Le Youhua's turn to be surprised, and he said to himself: "He is also eleven years old, there is such a genius in Lushui Town, and he is not much worse than me at the same age." ”

Hearing his words, the corners of the mouths of several people next to him twitched, this little fat man was also a little too ... However, people have real skills, so they naturally don't dare to say anything.

Le Youhua ignored their expressions, but pinched his chin, thoughtfully, and seemed to be more interested in Mo Ting.

As everyone knows, his fat face used this expression to make the people next to him almost can't hold back laughter.

"You can't laugh, people have a big background...."People thought in their hearts, trying to keep themselves from laughing.

At this time, Merting was already standing on the edge of the ring, and if he took two steps back, he would fall directly and lose the qualification for the competition.

Seeing that victory was just around the corner, Lin Jun's calm thoughts also rippled a little, and this hunting competition still had an unusual significance for them.

He concisely made a sword pose, and at the same time poured the Xuan power of his whole body into the wooden sword without reservation, and suddenly the wooden sword exuded an extremely fierce aura, and his whole body was wrapped in Xuan Qi, and he couldn't even tell that it was a wooden sword.

"Tianxin Sword Technique!"

A low drink sounded in Lin Jun's heart, and the sword in his hand shook slightly, which was condensed into a flower-like sword qi attack, which approached Mo Ting, and Lin Jun wanted to use this move to directly knock Mo Ting out.

"My son's Tianxin Sword Technique is also becoming more and more proficient!" Lin Feng sat above, seeing this scene, he praised with a smile, he was very satisfied with his son, no matter what aspect.

The scene in front of him, even he thought that the victory was decided.

And just when Lin Jun's Tianxin Sword Technique was about to come into contact with Mo Ting, a violent and powerful aura suddenly erupted.

"Boom!"

This aura was very majestic, making Lin Jun feel a strong oppression, and it was accompanied by a hint of threat!

I saw Mo Ting's figure, which was completely shrouded in darkness at this moment, it was his mysterious power, but now his momentum was much stronger than before.

Lei Hao, who was not far away, stood up abruptly, with an unconcealable shock in his eyes, and muttered, "How is it possible!"

Le Youhua's eyes in the audience also burst out with bright light, shining directly at Mo Ting, which was incredible.

That aura was so strong that it had already reached the level of the eighth layer of the First Mysterious Realm!