In the decisive battle, Wang Hu's fists were clenched, steady as a rock, and his eyes revealed a thick evil spirit.

Mu Lingyun was not afraid, and walked straight towards Wang Hu.

After the two bowed to each other, Wang Hu was the first to charge.

The opening fist of the Wang family, known for its domineering and fierceness, is displayed with the eightfold skill of the day after tomorrow, the fist wind is whistling, as fast as a meteor, it is indeed mighty and peerless.

Mu Lingyun faced Wang Hu's fierce offensive, he didn't dare to hold it up at all, and all the skills of the eight times after tomorrow were used, Songtao Fist was both rigid and soft, and there were many changes, and Mu Lingyun directly hit the most fierce punch.

"Bang Bang Bang"

In one breath, the two bombarded each other three times, took two steps back at the same time, and in the first round, the two fought to a close match.

There was a cold boo from the audience, and many people thought they had seen it wrong, so they rubbed their eyes vigorously and looked again.

Mu Lingyun was two levels lower than Wang Hu a year ago, and only had three levels of the day after tomorrow, no one would believe that in just one year, he could improve his skill to the eighth level of the day after tomorrow, even Wang Xuan, the former genius of Wengcheng, couldn't do it.

When Wang Bashan saw this scene, he squirted out the tea he had drunk into his mouth, and suddenly stood up from his seat, staring at Mu Lingyun in disbelief, as if he was looking at another monster.

Mu Zhengyang's hands trembled, and his face showed ecstasy.

"The young master has actually reached the eighth day after tomorrow, master, our Mu family can finally raise their eyebrows, see who dares to look down on our Mu family in the future, and the Mu family will definitely be able to go to glory under the leadership of the young master in the future." Chen Haiquan praised excitedly.

Yun'er's child, the surprise to the old man is simply too ...... It's too big. Mu Zhengyang cried with joy.

"Hmph, the young master's acquired eightfold is extraordinary, even I can't catch it, Wang Ershao, who relies purely on medicinal materials, will definitely lose, the show is about to be staged, Qiu Xiang is looking forward to it, the young master is mighty." Qiu Xiang's two jade hands clenched into fists and placed them on her chest, and the excited flower branches trembled.

"Ah, has Young Master Mu been promoted to the eighth level of the day after tomorrow, I really can't imagine it. Zhao Yuru was like a nymphomaniac, looking at Mu Lingyun stupidly.

Soon, the two adjusted their restless true qi and launched the second round of the duel.

Both of them are extremely confident, they don't dodge or dodge, and they bombard each other directly.

In a very short period of time, it can make the internal force of a gathering consume seventy-seven-eighty-eight.

The most violent is the force of the first three, fourth, and fifth punches, which will be extremely weak, unable to deal effective damage to the enemy, and the time will be extended, more than one breath.

Therefore, the average person's duel is to win or lose with three fists, and if they do not achieve retreat, they will gather their true qi and fight again.

With the help of the Golden Finger Moonlight Treasure Tree, Mu Lingyun was already able to punch five times in a row in one breath, and his skills were not reduced.

"Bang Bang Bang"

After three punches, Wang Hu reflexively retreated, but to his surprise, at the moment of retreat, he suddenly received two heavy punches to his chest.

"Ah......h

Wang Hu took seven or eight steps back, sat on the ground with his buttocks, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

The invincible Wang Hu, the future star of Wengcheng, was defeated.

The audience was silent, and the fallen leaves could be heard.

The members of the Mu family looked ecstatic and excited, the Wang family looked bitter and angry, and the Zhao family looked confused and dazed.

"Wang Hu admit defeat, you are not Ben Shao's opponent. Mu Lingyun said proudly with his hands behind his back.

"Fart, it's you who admit defeat, Ben Shao won't lose, Ben Shao will beat you to your knees and beg for mercy. Wang Hu stood up, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and said arrogantly.

"Well, yes, interesting, Ben Shao wants to see what other tricks you can play. Mu Lingyun said disappreciatively.

"Rouge, bring Ben Shao's eyebrow stick. Wang Hu shouted.

"Okay, young master. Rouge nodded in response, walked into the arena, and handed the Qi Mei stick to Wang Hu.

Mu Lingyun beckoned, and Qiu Xiang also handed over a steel-bone free fan to him.

Qi Mei Stick danced vigorously, swept through thousands of troops in one style, and hit Mu Lingyun's waist.

Mu Lingyun took a pinch of the tiger's mouth, opened the Xiaoyao fan, wrapped the Qi Mei stick with the fan surface, led it to the side, and unloaded the force.

In the first round, Mu Lingyun had a little advantage.

"Gollum"

Wang Hu swallowed a forbidden medicine, only to feel that the five internal organs were hot and unbearable, and his skill was instantly increased to the ninth level.

The ninefold is the most acquired, and crossing the ninefold is the congenital.

Therefore, the eightfold and the ninfold, the separation of one weight, is the difference between the clouds.

Mu Lingyun noticed that Wang Hu's face was purple and red, his neck was bruised, and he looked suspicious.

"No, at such an urgent moment, Wang Hu would actually ......" Mu Lingyun saw this surprised scene, and actually thought of the picture of spraying Xiang.

"Hehe, okay, Ben Shao is going to beat him out today, see if he dares to bully the market and bully the weak in the future. Mu Lingyun said excitedly.

"Laugh at you mallet, wait for the pen. Wang Hu rushed to the sky with a stick, and Mount Tai pressed the top and smashed down.

Mu Lingyun faced this swift killing move that fell from the sky, and there was no way to avoid it, so he had to do his best to take it hard.

"Boom"

The steel bones of the Xiaoyao fan were twisted and deformed, and Mu Lingyun was hit on the left shoulder by an irresistible blow, and he fell to his knees in one fell swoop.

There was a hot and sharp pain in the shoulder, but fortunately, the iron skin was completed, and the skin was hard and iron, otherwise the whole shoulder would be completely wasted.

This sudden danger made the people of the Mu family, who were immersed in joy, stiffen their expressions and turn from joy to worry.

On the other hand, the Wang and Zhao families are happy.

"It's not good, is Young Master Mu going to lose? Zhao Yuru's face was full of worry, and the great image in her mind before was greatly discounted at this time.

"...... Start"

Mu Lingyun roared, and his body, which was tightly suppressed by Qi Mei Stick, stood up at once, and the iron skin was running wildly, and the muscles of his whole body protruded high, full of explosive power.

"How is it possible, Ben Shao is now a nine-fold, how can he turn the tables with an eight-fold, could it be that he has also taken a forbidden drug?" Wang Hu said suspiciously.

"Die ......"

Wang Hu roared, his hands raised his eyebrows, and he smashed at Mu Lingyun's head, he wanted to strike first and occupy the dominant position.

"If you want to kill Ben Shao, you don't have that qualification yet. Mu Lingyun sneered, and at the same time, his body stepped forward, and the deformed folding fan in his hand hit the weak middle part of the Qi Mei stick with lightning speed.

"Bang"

The sticks and fans hit each other, Mu Lingyun did not move, Wang Hu staggered back three steps, the tiger's mouth was bleeding, and he suddenly felt that his five fingers were sore, and the Qi Mei stick actually fell to the ground.

Wang Hu was shocked in his heart, obviously completely defeated by Mu Lingyun's violent power, he didn't understand why Mu Lingyun was so rebellious, but he didn't have more time to think about these issues.

I saw a deformed folding fan flying out of Mu Lingyun's hand, crossing an arc, and shooting towards Wang Humian's door.

Wang Hu was frightened, his head was tilted back, and he dodged the attack of the folding fan, but the bun on the top of his head was cut off, and the messy long hair was scattered, like a madman.

Wang Hu suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and the whole person was parabolic, flying high, and fell heavily to the ground, causing a haze of dust.

Ten breaths later, Wang Hu was still lying on the ground without moving, and Zhao Xianglu reluctantly announced that the winner of this competition was Mu Lingyun.

"Hu'er!" Wang Bashan jumped into the arena, and his eyes that glanced at Mu Zhengyang were full of resentment.

"City Lord Zhao, you seem to have forgotten what you have to explain. Mu Zhengyang reminded loudly.

"This ...... The Mu family master, you have to ask the Wang family master, the city lord is only responsible for announcing the victory or defeat, and the rest is not concerned. Zhao Xianglu brushed himself clean.

"This old fox, if it was the Mu family who lost, the land on the other side of the West Mountain, the ownership of the land, it is estimated that it would have been divided into the Wang family. Mu Zhengyang thought with hatred in his heart.

Wang Hu, who was lying on the ground, finally woke up under Wang Bashan's exercise treatment.