Before the punches could be thrown, the pressure enveloped the entire arena, and even the spectators sitting in the stands felt a little depressed.

Mo Fei suddenly understood why Jing Ziyi and Jing Ziqi were ranked as the double pride of the whale clan, this seemingly weak woman contained terrifying strength in her body!

Also, as a descendant of the Tiantao Whale lineage, he has cultivated the Whale Angry Sea Fist, so it's no wonder that his strength is not strong.

I saw Jing Ziyi clenching her hands into fists, and the shadow of the whale behind her moved slightly, and the sea and sky suddenly set off a huge wave, and the water flow within 100 meters around her also condensed into two balls, turning into the shape of two fists, and put them on her fists.

With such huge gloves, Mo Fei is the first time he has seen them.

Jing Ziyi can only achieve two fists in one at present, and if the three fists are in one, she must use the power of water in the sea to do it with all her might.

"Boom!"

Jing Ziyi's left fist struck, and the three-hundred-meter-long waterfall roared forward, and after increasing the length of two hundred meters, the violent force contained in this waterfall could almost bulldoze anything in front of it.

"Boom!"

The right fist was struck, and the waterfall surged, turning into a huge ice-blue water dragon in the sound of the waves, lifelike, the dragon's mouth opened, and the water gathered into a whirlpool.

"Be careful!"

Jing Ziyi's fists struck out at the same time, and a swirling wave of water rushed out of the whirlpool of the dragon's mouth, whistling, like a spear thrown by a giant, piercing everything.

"It's worthy of a demigod fist!"

Huang Hao's eyes lit up, and the huge attack in front of him did not make him feel scared, but ignited his fighting spirit, and after participating in the Sea Dou Festival for so many days, he finally met a decent opponent.

"Haha, it's a good time!" Huang Hao laughed, "Blood Law - Fall to the sky!"

I saw that his right hand was clenched into a fist, his whole body was glowing, and a huge phantom also appeared behind him, which also inspired the power of the ancestors, it was a strange fish, thousands of miles long, exuding the atmosphere of vicissitudes of life, a pair of eyes were deep and cloudy, and there was a kind of ruthlessness and indifference from above.

As soon as the phantom of the strange fish appeared, it rushed out of the range shrouded by the shadow of the whale, occupying half of the battlefield in an instant, and the two phantoms confronted each other, and the water was turbulent.

Mo Fei keenly noticed that the shadow of the whale was slowly retreating, giving up territory, but this change was very slow, and he couldn't see it for a while.

Mo Fei had learned this blood method, but Huang Hao did not use it with all his strength at that time, and even so, Mo Fei was seriously injured and dislocated before he could barely stop it.

Huang Hao punched out, and the phantom of the strange fish behind him turned over, stirring up the boundless water waves, and rolling upside down into the sky.

The water waves on both sides clashed, and they exploded in an instant, and the battlefield was like thunder, and the rumbling continued, and the water waves swayed and became chaotic.

The audience was fascinated, this is the final in their minds, it should be so violent, what was Mo Fei's game before, to play soy sauce?

The waves subsided, and both sides were no longer in place, each retreating a few meters, looking like they were winning or losing, but Jing Ziyi's face was paler, and it seemed that she had lost the upper hand.

Huang Hao smiled slightly, and suddenly spoke: "I lost, thank you Miss Ziyi for teaching!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was stunned.

"What the hell?"

"Why did he lose?"

"Did I hear me right?"

"In the finals, can a few bigwigs be serious?"

Huang Hao's words made the audience confused, this was obviously his upper hand, but then, Huang Hao looked at Mo Fei and said, "Mo Fei, let's talk?"

It stands to reason that after Huang Hao admits defeat, the battle in the low-level group is over, although Jing Ziyi won a little strangely, but after all, the reputation is out, and the audience can still accept it, but Huang Hao's appointment to fight Mo Fei is incomprehensible to everyone.

As we all know, there is no second or third place competition in the Sea Fighting Festival, because only the champion has the opportunity to be invited to participate in the Dragon Competition.

The Dragon Contest is held once in a hundred years, with 1,000 places each time, and the dragon clans in the West Sea and the North Sea occupy 500, and the eight high-ranking sea clan families in the East Sea and South Sea are divided into 400, and the last 100 are selected from the champions of the Sea Dou Festival who have won in this hundred years.

The Sea Dou Festival is held once every three years, and there are ninety-nine champions in a hundred years in a thousand cities alone, and this kind of thousand city gathering places, the four seas combined, I don't know how many.

Therefore, it is completely meaningless to compete for the second and third places, and only when someone like Huang Hao speaks, he will not be kicked out by the referee immediately.

But soon, the audience became excited, not only Huang Hao's high popularity, but also Mo Fei's previous move from the dust illusion to kill was also very amazing, if you can see these two young demons fight, it will definitely be more exciting than the final just now!

"Huang Hao - Victory! Huang Hao - Victory......"

At some point, there was a rhythmic shouting in the stands.

Mo Fei was speechless.

The referee looked at the Bone Venerable again, he couldn't be the master of this kind of battle.

The Burial Bone Venerable nodded, he also wanted to see who was better between Huang Hao and Mo Fei, before Mo Fei activated the Divine Pupil State, there was no suspense in this battle, but after activation, it was different.

A moment later, Mo Fei and Huang Hao stood on the battlefield. As soon as Huang Hao raised his hand, the person who cheered for him immediately stopped, but his expression was still very excited.

"I suddenly remembered the scene you challenged me the other day. Huang Hao spoke, "I said casually at the time, I didn't expect you to really fight until now, and even Jingzi Period is not your opponent." ”

"Say it casually?" Mo Fei's expression was strange, he always thought that Huang Hao really wanted to fight him in the finals, but he didn't expect people to be polite.

Huang Hao said: "It doesn't matter, I'm very interested in your move yesterday, to be honest, if you don't go all out, I'm not sure about the next, but if you go all out, I may not be able to control my strength." ”

In the stands, the Venerable Burial Bone said, "You just have to go all out, and I will watch." ”

"There's Uncle Lao!" Huang Hao saluted and looked at Mo Fei again, "That's it, then let's start." ”

"Please!"

Mo Fei took out the Lichen Sword and held it in his hand, the light in his eyes flashed slightly, and the person who looked at him would have a feeling of being seen through everything.

Huang Hao was also a little frightened, he didn't feel it in the stands before, but when he really faced it now, he found that Mo Fei could dodge Jing Ziyi's three punches, not only because of his flexible body.

Huang Hao's expression was solemn, his hands formed a fist, and he hit it heavily in his chest, and his fists collided, making a bang, like a drum beat.

The sound wave swung away, and the surrounding water flow was affected, quickly condensed, compressed, and attached to the fist.

"Blood Law - Lift the Ground!"

Huang Hao slammed his fist on the ground, and with a clicking sound, the surface cracked, and quickly extended forward.

In the cracked cracks, there were also previously compressed water currents bursting out, which not only increased the lethality of this move, but also pushed the cracks to spread faster.

In the blink of an eye, the crack extended to Mo Fei's feet. At this time, the crack had expanded from the thickness of the fist at the beginning to five meters wide.

However, Mo Fei did not fall in, but was swept up by the water that exploded up below, and his entire body was submerged.

"No, it's an afterimage!"

Huang Hao looked at the edge of the crack, Mo Fei's true body turned from virtual to real, he was wearing a streamer armor, flapping his light-chasing wings, his mind moved, and the dust sword flew to the top of his head.

"Leave the dust - Phantom Sky Kill!"

Mo Fei muttered softly, the human sword was one, and the phantom of the giant sword appeared, covering him and the Lichen Sword together. The sword qi shot out, colliding with the water rushing out of the crack in the ground.

The giant sword slashed through the air, shuttling in, and the spurting water was slashed apart with a bang.

"Good!"

Huang Hao let out a loud shout, turned into a prototype, and the thousand-meter-long fish body unfolded, occupying a large area of the battle arena.

"Blood Law - Split the Sky!"

Huang Hao turned around, and his majestic blood power condensed into the fishtail, which shone like a star.

"Smack!"

The fish's tail flicked vigorously, cutting a ray of light in the dark water, like the sun piercing the dawn, tearing everything apart.

Mo Fei also turned into a sword, the sword qi was agitated, and the sword blade was invincible.

The confrontation between the two spirit rank juniors made the Burial Bone Venerable, who was at the peak of the Venerable Rank, nervous for the first time, and the power of rules was all over the battlefield, ready to stop this battle at any time.

One is a disciple of the Kunshen demigod, and the other is a human demon of unknown origin, who is better?

Both sides were very fast, and almost as soon as they made a move, they bumped into each other.

"Boom—"

The water burst and shook endlessly, and the center of the collision was like a volcanic eruption, and the violent water flow directly lifted the three-meter-thick stones on the surface, and a large crater more than 20 meters deep appeared in place.

The spectators sitting in the lower row of the stands, from far away, felt that a wall of water pushed over, and the whole person fell backwards.

Mo Fei flew out upside down, fell to the ground, smashed a pit again, and lost control of the dust sword, and after a few turns, it was inserted into the ground, buzzing and shaking.

Huang Hao was also uncomfortable, his tail was dripping with blood, and there was a sword wound tens of meters long, even if the blood force was blocked, the wound could not be healed immediately, and the blood was gurgling.

"It's a spiritual weapon!"

Huang Hao turned into a human form again, his face turned pale, and there was a bleeding sword wound in his right calf.

"I lost. Mo Fei stood up, wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand, and returned the dust sword to his hand.

Huang Hao said: "No, I should be counted as losing, I am two small realms higher than you." ”

Mo Fei smiled: "In this way, even if it is a tie?"

Huang Hao also smiled: "Okay, then tie!"

This battle made Huang Hao truly admit Mo Fei's strength, and also let everyone understand how strong Mo Fei is. It turns out that the spirit level can also be powerful to this extent.

Many Void-level powerhouses are ashamed of themselves, feeling that so many years of cultivation are a waste of time.

Suddenly, Huang Hao said, "Mo Fei, are you interested in participating in the Dragon Competition?" I can give you a place. ”

Mo Fei hadn't said anything yet, the people who knew how precious this place was had already gasped, and many people looked at the Burial Bone Venerable.

The place where the Dragon Fighting Conference was held was in a secret realm, which was discovered and mastered by the ancestor of the Kun clan. As the undertaker of this Sea Bucket Festival and a descendant of the Kun clan, the Burial Venerable was the only person present who was qualified to make an invitation.

But for Huang Hao's words, the Burial Bone Venerable didn't say anything, obviously Huang Hao's words were also valid.

That's right, the disciple of the ancestor is naturally more special.