"Are you Mo Chen?" Wang Li was stunned, if he remembered correctly, the genius swordsman who defeated Wu Zifeng with a sword on the street a few days ago was also called Mo Chen.

"Have you heard of the second Ink Dust in Earthsea City?"

"It seems that defeating the young city lord has made you a little unable to recognize yourself, I have been promoted to the eighth layer of the body for several years, and the foundation is stable, which is not comparable to Wu Zifeng. Wang Li said that in his opinion, although Wu Zifeng is a genius, he is only a seventh-layer building, and he is still far from himself.

I see, Mo Chen understood after a little thought, Wu Zifeng had just been promoted to the eighth layer of the building body for two days, and he was defeated by himself, and he spent the next few days recuperating at home, because most of the outside world still thought that he was still on the seventh layer of the building body.

Mo Chen didn't explain, but put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "Wu Zifeng is stronger than you, if you defeat you, I don't have to use my sword." ”

"Hahahaha, good boy, crazy enough!" Wang Li laughed angrily when he heard this, and his voice was crazy enough, and his body had already moved to kill Mochen.

In a few steps, the big monument wrestler unfolded, and Wang Li's palms drew a phantom, like the claws of a goshawk and fiercely grasping at the ink dust.

The big stele smasher originated from the "dragon wrestling stele hand" of the Western Tu Buddha country, originally this martial arts was the unique study of the Buddhist protector Arhats, but the evil Buddha disaster that shocked the world a long time ago led to a large number of Buddhist practice cheats to circulate in the world, this dragon wrestling stele hand is in it, but the complete martial arts are no longer there, and the ones that circulate are some incomplete versions.

What Wang Li learned by chance is just one of the big stele wrestlers, and it is just a human-level martial arts alone, and there are a total of three complete dragon wrestlers, namely small swordsmen, big swordsmen, and dragon wrestlers. The combination of the three styles is a complete Xuan-level martial arts "dragon and monument wrestler".

But even so, it is already quite good to take out a single big monument wrestler, you must know that not everyone has the opportunity to contact these martial arts that have really entered the grade, and the vast majority of martial artists in the world use some unpopular martial arts, such as the Wind Chasing Sword, King Kong Finger, or military boxing techniques such as military body boxing.

Being able to have a human-level martial art in the body building realm is enough to be proud of a martial artist in the same realm, and a person like Wu Zifeng, who has a Xuan-level martial art, already has the qualifications to leapfrog the challenge.

In the face of Wang Li's big monument wrestler, Mo Chen's body did not move, his hands were raised, his palms were parallel, and his movements were extremely fast.

In an instant, the two of them struck with both palms, making a muffled sound, Wang Li was surprised to find that his grasp was like grabbing a piece of gold and iron, and the strength of the other party's hand was no less than his own, and even the palms intersected for a moment, and he was still at a disadvantage.

The powerful force of the shock came from Mo Chen's hand, and Wang Li was involuntarily shaken two steps away, but Mo Chen still stood in place with a red face and no breath.

Mochen is now a nine-storey building, and it is a nine-story building without defects.

In the world of Middle-earth, the martial arts realm is naturally very strict, and there are nine layers in the realm of body building, but even the martial artists in the same realm are strong and weak, in addition to the influence of martial arts, the most important thing is to see if they have cultivated themselves to perfection when they are promoted.

The vast majority of martial artists actually have some defects when they are promoted, but these defects have little impact, even if you spend time and effort to cultivate your physical body to perfection and then advance to the next realm, there will be no obvious difference in strength, so under the trade-off, few people will cultivate their physical body to the extreme before choosing to advance to the next realm.

But for Mo Chen, there was no need to worry about this at all, his physical body had long been transformed into an unprecedentedly untouched body by the Fundamental Source Force, and every time he was promoted, he was flawless.

If you explain it with straightforward numbers, the first floor of the building body of ordinary warriors is promoted to the second layer, just like multiplying ninety-nine, the second layer of the building body is the strength of eighty-one, the third layer is less than eight hundred strength, and the promotion of ink dust is the multiplication of double ten, and after the promotion, it is the strength of full hundred and thousand.

Once or twice, there will not be much difference, but over time, when the two are on the ninth floor of the building, it will be found that the former is only forty percent of the latter's strength, and the gap will be very obvious.

Mo Chen's current body is an unsullied body, and the martial arts realm is one level ahead of Wang Li, and during this period, the dual strengthening of the heaven and earth aura he absorbed from Zhen Bing and the source power in his body caused him to not be weaker than Wang Li who used martial arts to breathe even if he only relied on his physical strength.

The gap between the two is too big, even if Wang Li has a big monument wrestler, it is impossible to win the ink dust with empty hands.

Mo Chen knew this, but Wang Li didn't know it, because he actually had three points of strength left when he made a move, after all, the martial arts conference was not allowed to hurt people's lives, and he was afraid that if he shot Mo Chen too hard, it would hurt his life and cause him to violate the rules of the conference.

"Wang Li, what are you doing, don't get rid of him quickly. Seeing Wang Li retreating, an eighth-layer martial artist in the audience immediately shouted impatiently at the top of the ring.

"I'm afraid it's not that I lost my strength after a few fights, and I happened to meet this posterior to come to power, so I'm delaying time. ”

There is no time limit for discussing martial arts, and theoretically speaking, there is really such a possibility.

Wang Li was silent, secretly pranayama, he could understand now, the young man in front of him did not miss the first stage of the martial arts, but did not disdain to participate in the first stage of the martial arts at all.

After figuring out this, Wang Li jumped up and shot again, and the big stele wrestler who had just had a little bit of strength left was using all his strength this time, and grabbed it with both palms in the air, and there was a burst of air explosions on the way, this grab, he wanted to throw Mochen directly out of the ring.

"Not enough!" Mo Chen said softly, his body moved, the cold sword was stimulated, and Mo Chen used his hand as a sword to meet the big smasher.

In the roaring sound, Wang Li's big monument hand was suddenly broken, his mouth was vermilion, and he retreated again and again.

Mo Chen took advantage of the victory to pursue, his body moved rapidly, far exceeding the speed of Wang Li's retreat, and another palm slapped on Wang Li's chest, Wang Li's originally retreating body suddenly rose into the air and fell straight out of the ring.

Seeing this scene, the audience suddenly fell silent, and the warrior who was originally shouting in the audience also closed his mouth and walked away.

Everyone could see that this young man was a swordsman, but he didn't use his sword and beat Wang Li, who had won five consecutive games, out of the audience with his empty hands, and his strength could be seen.

At this time, they clearly realized that this young man named Mo Chen was afraid that only the powerhouses of the ninth layer of the building body who had not yet stepped on the stage could compete with him. In that case, it's better to go to other rings as soon as possible to challenge them.

Mo Chen quietly watched the number of martial artists around the ring gradually decrease, all the martial artists on the seventh and eighth floors of the building body went to find other targets, and most of the people who stayed behind were some martial artists who had lost their qualifications to challenge, and they just wanted to see how strong Mo Chen could be.