"You'll find out soon. ”

Mo Yun smiled lightly, his expression instantly turned cold, he stopped talking nonsense, his body was full of blood and blood, and his figure flashed out like lightning, directly taking Zhou Jie.

"It's a good time!" Zhou Jie laughed fiercely, instantly condensed his qi and blood in his body, clenched his iron fist, and prepared to beat Mo Yun down with one punch, letting him know why the flowers were so red!

However, before Zhou could punch, his face changed and he wanted to retreat.

"Damn!"

It's a pity that it's too late, and before Zhou Jie can react, a huge fist quickly enlarges on his face.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, Zhou Jie flew out upside down and slammed into the alloy ground, the ground trembled violently, and his whole body sank slightly.

Looking at this scene, everyone watching the battle was instantly stunned, looked at Mo Yun, and then looked at Zhou Jie who fell to the ground, and began to wonder if they were hallucinating.

Their invincible Curator Zhou was actually beaten down by that young man with a punch?

Everyone was shocked, even Wang Qian.

She never knew that Mo Yun would be so strong.

Of course, there was still one person present who was not surprised at all.

That person was Xiaoqin.

She looked at Mo Yun with a nymphomaniac look and muttered to herself: "So handsome, so handsome, handsome to death, even beating people is so handsome!"

"Ah, I'm going to die!"

Saying this, Xiaoqin rolled her eyes and fell back.

Wang Qian happened to be standing next to her, and was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to support her, and said hurriedly: "What's wrong with you?

"Handsome, so handsome~" Xiaoqin laughed and laughed.

"!!" Wang Qian let go and let Xiaoqin fall to the ground.

"Hmph, it's not promising!"

Wang Qian ignored Xiaoqin anymore, turned her head to look at Mo Yun, and smiled stupidly.

"Mo Yun really didn't lie to me, he is really cultivating, and his strength is stronger than Zhou Jie, which is great. ”

......

"Can you get up?" Mo Yun slowly walked towards Zhou Jie.

"Ahem-" Zhou Jie's face showed pain, only to feel that his chest was so tight, a mouthful of blood was stuck in his throat, and he was so uncomfortable.

He tried to get up, but halfway up, he fell back to the ground again.

"Damn!"

Jay Chou looked at the ceiling without love.

Is this what genius is called?

It's true...... What a desperate look!

The old memories slowly came to Zhou Jie's mind.

He remembered that when Mo Yun was still the second grade, he was already in the early stage of the fifth grade.

At that time, he beat this kid just like playing, he could beat him as much as he wanted.

By the time Mo Yun broke through to the early stage of the third grade, he also successfully broke through to the middle stage of the fifth grade, and at this time, he was already a little embarrassed if he wanted to beat Mo Yun again.

Because this kid is desperate, even his Wupin will be injured.

And then until today, he is already a five-rank high rank.

Although that kid doesn't know how many grades he has broken through.

But anyway, he shouldn't be fooled by this bastard!

Zhou Jie was very aggrieved.

"Alright, don't play dead, I have something to tell you. Mo Yun leaned down and pulled Zhou Jie up from the ground.

Zhou Jie shook his head vigorously to sober himself up: "What's the matter?"

"You can help me upgrade this card, and the commission will be counted as that little girl's. Mo Yun took out the silver card and pointed at Xiaoqin.

Zhou Jie was stunned for a moment, took the card and looked at it, and wondered: "Is your father's card?"

"Hmm. Mo Yun nodded.

Zhou Jie nodded, took the card, jumped off the battle platform, and walked to Xiaoqin, who had already stood up from the ground, but still had a smirk.

"Xiaoqin, you exchange this card for the highest specification Supreme VIP Obsidian. ”

Xiaoqin clasped her hands together and looked at Mo Yun without blinking.

"Xiaoqin?" Zhou Jie frowned.

Xiaoqin remained unmoved, and didn't seem to hear it.

"Xiaoqin!" Zhou Jie was angry, his accentuated voice, and his tone was not good.

"Ah, the curator, the curator?" Xiaoqin was stunned, then came back to her senses, and hurriedly said, "What is the matter with the curator looking for me?"

"This card, upgrade it, Mo Yun's, there is no commission. Zhou Jie said with a dark face.

Xiaoqin happily took the card and smiled like a flower: "I don't want a commission, hehe." ”

After speaking, Xiaoqin jumped away.

Zhou Jie: ヽ(#'Д ́)ノ┌┛〃

Zhou Jie took a deep breath, walked back to Mo Yun's side, and asked intently. "How many products do you have?"

He was very unwilling and wanted to know Mo Yun's specific cultivation.

"The strength that beat you just now, the peak of the six grades. Mo Yundao.

"You have improved your cultivation so quickly, I don't believe it!" Zhou Jie shook his head vigorously, not believing what Mo Yun said.

"Then fight again?" Mo Yun blinked.

"Damn! Stupid X just fights you, you pervert!"

Zhou Jie is so angry, he hasn't seen him for two years, and this bastard is already so strong.

"That can't be helped. Mo Yun spread his hands.

Zhou Jie frowned, pondered intently, and soon his eyes lit up: "I have a way!"

"Huh?" Mo Yun wondered, could it be that this guy really had a way to test my cultivation?

Soon, Mo Yun was brought to the front of the combat power tester by Zhou Jie.

"That's the way you are talking?" Mo Yun looked strange.

"Yes, that's it, this is a newly developed machine that can directly measure the combat power of a warrior, fast, attack it with your strongest strength. Zhou Jie urged.

"Are you sure?" said Mo Yun.

"Sure!" Zhou Jie nodded vigorously.

"This thing is more than a million, aren't you afraid that I will break it?"

"Hehe, don't pretend to compare, you are terrible if you break the machine, I promise not to pay you!" Zhou Jie sneered.

Just kidding, this is a machine that can withstand the peak combat power of the seventh grade, how can it be that you can break it if you want to?

"Okay, since you insist, then I'll try. Mo Yun stretched his limbs and walked towards the combat power testing instrument.

Zhou Jie hurriedly widened his eyes and stared at the display screen on the metal block.

Mo Yun took a deep breath, clenched his iron fist, his qi and blood instantly condensed, and his movements did not pause, and he punched out.

"Bang!"

The machine shuddered and the display screen lit up.

Zhou Jie looked certain and stared at the display screen.

Soon, the numbers began to soar.

“30！”

“40！”

“50！”

At this point, the numbers paused.

Zhou Jie's pupils shrank, and he was instantly confused, what is the situation?

50 points of combat power is already the lower limit of a seventh-rank martial artist, could it be that Mo Yun has already broken through to the seventh-rank?

He's a grandmaster?

Depend on!

How is this possible!

However, as soon as Zhou Jie's thought arose, the numbers on the display screen soared again.

“60！”

“70！”

"Bang!"

A puff of black smoke came out of the machine, and a rich, pungent smell of burning instantly filled the space.

Zhou Jie: "???"

The machine blew up!

Mo Yun closed his fist, also slightly surprised.

Just now he just said, he didn't expect the machine to really be broken by himself.

"It turns out that when I was at the peak of the sixth rank, my basic combat power had already exceeded the peak of the seventh grade?"

"Well, I still underestimate the power of leveling up every time I get stuck at the limit. ”