"Challenge, let's go!" The referee under the ring decisively announced the start of the battle when he saw that both sides were ready.

Opposite Lin Yifan, Mo Yang stuck out his tongue and raised his hand to make a motion to wipe his neck.

At the moment when Mo Yang raised his hand, Lin Yifan also made a move, only to see him drag the Forging God Hammer with his right hand and rush forward violently, and then the Forging God Hammer was thrown out by him during the rotation of his body, and went straight to Mo Yang on the opposite side.

Lin Yifan's surging soul power attached to the Forging God Hammer, emitting a faint green light, dragging a long green tail in mid-air, producing a series of sonic booms.

Lin Yifan, who threw out the Forging God Hammer, did not stop moving, the meridians of his whole body expanded, the surging spiritual power boiled, every cell was trembling, and he saw his feet stomp violently in the ring, and his half-rotating body shot towards Mo Yang like a cannonball.

Mo Yang looked at the hammer and Lin Yifan who were attacking him quickly, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, the ant-like figure still had the courage to attack if he didn't obediently lead his neck to be killed, poor and ignorant people.

Mo Yang held the sword in his right hand, and his spiritual power was surging, so that the entire sword was full of sharp sword light, stepped on the lunge, took a step back to accumulate strength, and then fiercely pointed out at the attacking forging hammer, and the roar of thirteen golden and iron explosions exploded in the arena.

However, as soon as he came into contact with Mo Yang, he regretted it, the power brought by the sledgehammer in front of him was too terrifying, far from being comparable to Li Er of the Instrument Academy, and he couldn't understand why a waste who was not even a martial artist could have such terrifying power.

Before he had time to think, Mo Yang hurriedly retreated in embarrassment, and the sword in his hand was pointed out again and again, and the momentum of the Forging God Hammer gradually slowed down in Mo Yang's uninterrupted offensive.

At this time, the crowd in the audience was naturally shocked when they saw this plot, after all, Mo Yang's momentum was unmatched for a while, and he thought that no one could defeat him except for the top three in the last big competition, but now it seems that it is not.

"Mo Yang was actually repelled by Lin Yifan with one move!"

"The strong martial arts are so terrifying!"

"Martial apprentice, your sister, that's a Xuan-level talisman master!"

"Did you see him use the talisman?"

"So, if Lin Yifan uses the talisman seal, then Mo Yang will definitely lose?"

"By the way, do you know why Lin Yifan didn't participate in the big competition last year?"

While lamenting Lin Yifan's horror, people suddenly remembered that Lin Yifan didn't seem to have participated in the big competition.

At this moment, most people on the field have a strange idea in their hearts, if Lin Yifan participated in the big competition last year, would the champion still be Zhou Hu of the Academy?

The referee teacher was also surprised when he saw this, and he couldn't help but secretly look forward to it, compared to Lin Yifan's little impoliteness, he hated Mo Yang's lack of face, mutilating one student after another in front of him, and making himself look useless.

In the teacher's seat, the teachers are basically watching the battles of the previous students, compared to the battles of the current students, the battles of the previous students are more advanced and more ornamental, and from time to time there are a few teachers who get together to point and discuss something.

But there is one exception, that is Wu Daozi, the dean of the Fu Academy, he has been looking for Lin Yifan's figure since the big competition, worried about whether Lin Yifan will forget to participate in the big competition again, and naturally he also saw the plot in the thirteenth ring, and he can also feel the power of Lin Yifan's explosion from afar.

Looking at Lin Yifan, who was like a humanoid beast, Wu Daozi felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, even if this guy's soul talent is extraordinary, his physical body is so terrifying, a person who can both carry and fight is terrifying and enviable.

In the ring, Lin Yifan followed closely after the Forging God Hammer, and when the Forging God Hammer finally fell powerlessly because he had exhausted the last trace of strength, he finally arrived in front of Mo Yang, only to see Lin Yifan's fist blasting towards Mo Yang like lightning.

At this time, Mo Yang had no way to make an effective defense because he was blocking the attack of the Forging God Hammer, so he had to hurriedly raise his left arm to block.

"Click" There was a sound of bones shattering, and Mo Yang flew out as if he had been hit by a high-speed truck, his left arm was strangely bent and vomiting blood.

However, this was not enough, I saw that the Forging God Hammer, which was originally powerless to fall, appeared beside Mo Yang at some point, and it was another heavy blow, and Mo Yang was injured even more.

The Forging God Hammer spun and flew back into Lin Yifan's hand, holding the Forging God Hammer again, Lin Yifan stared at Mo Yang tightly, what was he waiting for.

Mo Yang's cloak on the ground was scattered, the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, looking at Lin Yifan who had been in a good time, his chest was completely filled with anger, and his eyes were full of jealousy.

"I'm going to kill you!" came out like the sound of glass rubbing, unlike what humans can make, the pupils in Mo Yang's eyes gradually dilated, until the whole eyeball became completely black, staring at Lin Yifan viciously like the eyes of a prey.

Looking at Mo Yang's terrible eyes on the other side, Lin Yifan seemed to have returned to the time when he encountered the meat worm in the starry sky a few years ago, cold sweat broke out on his back, and the hand holding the Forging God Hammer couldn't help but tighten tighter.

Under the ring, Feng Yanran stared at Mo Yang tightly, her brows furrowed again, and the nausea in her heart became even stronger, she had a feeling of encountering an old enemy, either he died or I died.

"Xiao Fan, this person's aura is very strange, a bit like a demon. Ling Yunzi in the necklace had been paying attention to Lin Yifan's battle, and at the moment when Mo Yang's eyes turned completely black, he finally couldn't help but remind Lin Yifan that at this moment his heart was full of doubts, why does a human have the breath of demons?

"Demon?" Lin Yifan heard Ling Yunzi's reminder and had some guesses in his heart, could it be that the demon of this world is the creature similar to a meat worm I encountered in the starry sky?

"It's not entirely certain yet. Ling Yunzi really couldn't figure out how the demonic aura was generated, so he had to continue to observe.

"Roar!" Mo Yang on the other side of the ring let out a beastly roar that did not resemble a human voice, and then his figure disappeared in a blur.

"Gone?" Lin Yifan was secretly on guard.

"Not good" Suddenly, he remembered that when Li Er was knocked away, Mo Yang had disappeared for a while, and then appeared in Li Er's shadow, and an attack almost killed Li Er.

Originally, he thought that it was just Mo Yang's body and happened to flash on Li Er's shadow, but now it seems that it may not be.

During the drastic change in expression, Lin Yifan subconsciously picked up the Forging God Hammer and smashed it at his shadow, and sure enough, when the Forging God Hammer was about to touch the shadow, the shadow on the ground suddenly became distorted, and then a sword emitting cold light appeared, and a long sword stabbed at Lin Yifan.

"Boom, click. After a puff of smoke and dust, Lin Yifan shattered the sword, and his body took a few steps back uncontrollably.