"Covering the sea..."

Mo Zhengguo carried a strong might, like Mo Ting approaching, but Mo Ting stayed in place, not moving.

"Could it be that he was blinded by this mighty town, why did he not move, if such a strong palm hit him, wouldn't he be seriously injured. ”

"They both seem to be on fire, and now it's a big deal. ”

"It's over, the young master of Mo Ting has just stepped into the seventh layer of the First Mysterious Realm, how can he practice the Xuan Technique so quickly, this hand covering the sea palm is really difficult to resist. ”

Everyone in the audience was shocked by their respective actions, and they were a little worried in their hearts, although with the strength that Mo Ting had shown before, it would not be seriously injured, but three or five days of recuperation must be indispensable in their eyes, and Mo Ting will go to the competition in a few days, hey, this is ...... Everyone couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

At this moment, Mo Ting was indeed motionless, but he was not suppressed by this power as others thought, but constantly gathered his own strength in the dark, wanting to resist with his own mysterious power.

That's right, it's hard resistance, because he found that although this move seemed to be huge, but after he felt it carefully, he felt that it was not as strong as he imagined, and he was completely sure of the past of resistance with the power of the fifth-class mystical power.

Therefore, when Mo Zhengguo arrived in front of him, his right leg took a step back, and then his fists swung out, unleashing his own mystical power without reservation, colliding with Mo Zhengguo's sea-covering palm.

Bang!

A loud sound sounded, and with it, a shock wave generated by the violent collision of the Xuan Force spread out in all directions, and those who were closer to the ring and whose cultivation was slightly weaker were almost pushed by this impact.

Like Mo Zifang and Mo Wanguo, they are like this, almost making a fool of themselves. However, they did not pay attention to this, and the surprise in their eyes intensified. The others apparently didn't bother to pay attention to them, instead focusing all their attention on the ring, and what appeared before them was hard to believe their eyes.

Mo Zhengguo's first-class supernatural skills were unexpectedly ... blocked, and Mo Ting only relied on his own Xuan power, and did not release the same level of Xuan Skill.

And in the eyes of everyone, there was no suspense in the result, but it did not appear.

Mo Zhengguo looked a little embarrassed at the moment, his breath was a little weak, and he thought that he should not be able to master this mysterious technique perfectly. But compared to the embarrassment on his body, he felt extremely shocked in his heart, was the blow he sent out with all his strength so easily defused by the other party?

"To be able to resist my blow with only the seventh-layer Xuan Force of the Xuan Realm, your Xuan Force accuracy should be more than just a third-class level. He said with some bitterness, he knew that he had no chance, and after his strongest blow was blocked by the opponent, he had basically announced the result of this fight, and there was no doubt that he lost.

Facing Mo Zhengguo's question, Mo Ting did not answer directly, but looked at the other party and said softly: "Cousin Zhengguo, you and I have done our best, why don't you do it today, how about the end of the draw, our family, we don't have to fight to the death because of some opinions, what does my cousin think?"

Mo Zhengguo looked at Mo Ting in disbelief, what a draw, he obviously has no extra Xuan power now, and Mo Ting looks a little out of breath, but obviously has these reservations, it stands to reason that he should lose. However, when there were steps down, he would not refuse, so he said to Mo Ting with a little gratitude: "Okay, cousin, today's battle has made me understand that I am not as good as you, and the Mo family will have to rely on you in the future." ”

Mo Ting just smiled, and Mo Zifang and the others in the audience also shouted in surprise, no one thought that this duel would end in such a way, although Mo Ting said that the two were evenly matched, and it was difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that Mo Zhengguo was already a strong crossbow bow, but Mo Ting still had the strength to spare, if he insisted on saying who won, it must be Mo Ting.

But no one would be stupid enough to bring it up at this time, and from the perspective of the interpersonal relationship of the Mo family's generation, such a result is undoubtedly the best.

This battle immediately spread throughout the entire Mo Mansion at a very fast speed, and everyone was surprised by the strength shown by Mo Ting, only Mo Fan smiled lightly after hearing this, and thought to himself: "With Ting'er's fifth-class Xuan power, just in terms of strength, the juniors of the entire Green Water Town, except for the Lei family's Lei Hao, I'm afraid no one can suppress it." ”

When the entire Mo Mansion was shaken, the person Mo Ting didn't know it, he returned to his room after that, quietly thinking about today's battle, through today's battle, he did feel that he had improved a lot, this is not in terms of Xuanli, but through the battle, he has a better understanding of his own fighting methods, and he is more experienced in future battles.

He felt that today's battle was still very helpful to him, allowing him to fully understand the strength of the fifth-level Xuan Force, Mo Zhengguo, who was also the seventh layer of the same Xuan Realm, and even stepped into the Xuan Kingdom half a year earlier than himself, was completely defeated by himself in the competition of Xuan Force, that was still in the state that he did not use all his strength, if he shot with all his strength, Mo Ting was confident that he would be defeated within a stick of incense, and even seriously injured.

However, he was not complacent because of this, Mo Zhengguo's Xuan Power accuracy was only second-class, although it was not bad, but it was not the top, and as far as he knew, the leaders of this generation of the other three major families all had third-class precision Xuan Power, and the time they had stepped into the seventh layer of the First Xuan Realm was not short, and their accumulation would never be weaker than Mo Zhengguo, or even surpassed. With their strength, defeating Mo Zhengguo will never be much more difficult than Mo Ting.

Therefore, for the next game, Mo Ting still maintains a little caution in his heart, not to mention anything else, it is Lei Hao of the Lei family, Mo Ting is not very sure that he can beat now, after all, the gap between the seventh and eighth layers is not so easy to be smoothed out. Moreover, no one has really determined Lei Hao's Xuanli accuracy, but many people think that it is at least third-class, and there are even rumors that Lei Hao's Xuanli accuracy is not just third-class, but... Fourth-class.

If that's the case, the advantage in Xuanli's accuracy has become very small, and in terms of level, Mo Ting is a whole level behind the other party, in this case... Mo Ting felt a trace of solemnity in his heart, if that was really the case, he might not necessarily be Lei Hao's opponent. Mortin thought.

But soon he was relieved, even if it wasn't enough now, isn't there still a few days to go, who can say that he won't make great progress in these days, not to mention, even if he can't defeat the other party, even if he loses, he has to fight to the last bit of strength, even if he loses, he has to fight out the style of my Mo family.

Mo Ting looked up at the window, remembering that Lei Hao intercepted him in the Hunting Race Competition, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Even if you lose, you will have to break one of your arms......"