Everyone came to the ring to watch the competition, since the decision to hide, Mojiazhuang has not held an official competition for more than ten years, everyone is very excited.

As an ancient force, the Seven Killings Hall is very well equipped in all aspects, such as the martial arts arena, the ring, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and everything that the sect should have.

The Seven Killings Hall is worthy of inheriting the ancient forces, and even there are strict rules for the position, Mo Yuntian stands at the front, a group of white-haired and white-bearded old men stand behind Mo Yuntian, young adults stand in the center, and women and children stand at the back.

Lin Yun and their side were more casual, Long Zhan stood at the front, and the others stood at will, without any team image.

Lin Ling'er was still playing behind Mo Xiaoyu with her, not caring about this competition at all.

At this time, Mo Yuntian said calmly: "The old man will briefly talk about the rules of the competition!" No killers, no serious injuries, those who are knocked out of the ring fail, those who faint fail, those who admit defeat fail, and no weapons are allowed.

You have to remember that this is just a friendly game, not a vendetta, just do your best and don't care about winning or losing. ”

No serious injuries are allowed, no weapons can be used, this is basically a bare-handed scramble, which is a test of one's strength.

Then, Long Zhan said in a loud voice: "The three people from our side are Zhou Qingfeng, Lin Yun, and Lin Ling'er. ”

Mo Yuntian said calmly, "The three people from Mojiazhuang are Mo Xiaolong, Mo Tianyu, and me. ”

The first game was Ming Jin, and it was Mo Xiaolong and Zhou Qingfeng who went up. Mo Xiaolong was sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was very strong.

"Fight, let's go!" As one of the whitebearded referees in the ring shouted.

Mo Xiaolong and Zhou Qingfeng hugged each other's fists, and without saying a word, they began to attack.

The people of the Mo family were excited, and both young and old cheered for Mo Xiaolong!

"That outsider is very fast, and the little dragon is a little dangerous."

"The power is also great!"

"But I believe that Xiaolong will definitely win, he has been born with divine power since he was a child, and he has also practiced the shadow killing duel to an extremely high level, and no one is his opponent in Ming Jin."

"I also believe in Xiaolong, but the situation is a little unoptimistic!"

"Brother Xiaolong will definitely win!"

"Come on, Dragon"

"Come on ......"

"Come on!"

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The Mo family below had a lot of discussions, even if Mo Xiaolong was at a disadvantage, they also had great confidence in Mo Xiaolong, especially some children and young people, they were very excited, and they cheered for Mo Xiaolong.

Lin Yun and no one on their side cheered for Zhou Qingfeng, if he couldn't even win against Mo Xiaolong, he would go back and find a piece of tofu to die.

Mo Xiaolong's body method is extremely weird, this should be the effect of the shadow killing duel, and the strength is also very great, only a little worse than Zhou Qingfeng.

Lin Yun estimated that Mo Xiaolong should be the power awakening capital, if his speed was faster, Zhou Qingfeng should not be his opponent, in terms of combat skills, Zhou Qingfeng was a big step behind Mo Xiaolong.

At the beginning, Zhou Qingfeng was not suitable for this strange style, he was a little timid, and he did not achieve an absolute advantage, giving people the illusion of being evenly matched.

But as time went by, Zhou Qingfeng gradually became familiar with the rhythm of this kind of battle, and Mo Xiaolong began to be pressed and beaten by him.

The huge gap in strength and speed is not something that can be made up by simple combat skills, besides, Zhou Qingfeng's combat skills are not too bad.

In fact, the focus of the Shadow Kill Duel is on concealment and body techniques, which are only suitable for assassination in secret, not for frontal combat, and in this regard, Mo Xiaolong has to suffer a lot.

Zhou Qingfeng has never been ruthless, every time he will only cause slight damage to Mo Xiaolong, he has always been a sandbag, he can finally treat others as a sandbag, how can he let it go easily, Zhou Qingfeng showed an evil smile.

No wonder the violent woman likes to beat him so much, it feels so good to beat someone, fleshy.

After a long period of beating, Mo Xiaolong finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Stop, stop, stop, ......, I admit defeat!" Mo Xiaolong shouted loudly, he couldn't beat it, and he was used as a sandbag by others, so he could only admit defeat.

Seeing Mo Xiaolong admit defeat, Zhou Qingfeng was a little disappointed, he couldn't hold on for a while, he wasn't happy yet.

"In the first game, Zhou Qingfeng won!" A whitebearded referee shouted.

Seeing Zhou Qingfeng walking down, Mo Xiaoyu broke free from Lin Ling'er's embrace and ran towards Zhou Qingfeng.

"Bad silver, bad silver ......, you dare to beat my brother Xiaolong, I will hammer you, hammer you ......." As he spoke, he kept hammering Zhou Qingfeng's thigh with his small fist.

was actually beaten by a child, Zhou Qingfeng's face was blushing, and he wanted to find a crack to drill down.

But he didn't dare to hide, Mo Xiaoyu was deeply loved by those two evil stars, if he hid, he would definitely break his leg, anyway, it didn't hurt for the little girl to hit someone, so let her hit twice to get angry.

I can only secretly say in my heart, this report is coming too quickly, and I would not bully people if I knew it.

"Grandma, I don't dare anymore."

"I'll give you candy!"

"How about I buy you a toy."

"Do you dare to hit Brother Xiaolong!"

"Don't dare, don't dare anymore!" Zhou Qingfeng said resignedly.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee...... then I'll let you go!" The little girl laughed happily.

Zhou Qingfeng said secretly, this little girl is really a demon, at first she just hammered her thigh, but later when she saw that he didn't react, she had to inch in.

He began to climb up to his shoulders and grab his hair, shave his face with his nails, pinch his ears, and pick his nose.

He wanted to resist and take the little girl down.

But a group of bigwigs next to him were waiting to see his jokes, and dozens of momentum directly pressed on him, coupled with the momentum of Lin Yun and Lin Ling'er, he didn't dare to move.

No wonder this little girl and the little witch get along so well, it turns out that they are both the same kind of people, and they are both witches with bad personalities.

Although he lost the battle, the people in Mojiazhuang were very happy, and the hateful guy was taught a lesson by the little girl, and he was very relieved.

Those white-bearded old men also secretly made a decision to train Mo Xiaoyu as the next patriarch.

Mo Yuntian has no descendants, and Mo Xiaoyu is the only heir of the Seven Killings Palace.

Since Mo Xiaoyu's origin is unknown and she is a girl, before today, although the old man of Zhuangzi liked Mo Xiaoyu, he obviously didn't agree with her very much.

Lin Yun and their side are also very happy, that little girl is simply a living treasure, it's so funny.

Next it was Lin Yun's turn, Mo Tianyu jumped into the ring first, Lin Yun also jumped lightly, jumped up, and he said lightly, "Let's start!" ”

For him, this is a boring game, the opponent is pitifully weak, but he does not look down on the opponent in the slightest, everyone who works hard is worthy of respect, Mo Tianyu has such strength at this age, obviously he has worked martial arts.

For Lin Yun, everyone in this world is equal, and no matter how strong he is, he is still a layman.

Therefore, he never thought of insulting others with great strength, which is immoral.

Zhou Qingfeng's approach is problematic and easy to attract hatred, which is why he is often beaten.

The battle lasted for a short time, only a second, because Mo Tianyu was knocked out of the ring by Lin Yun's punch.

The group of white-bearded old men in Mojiazhuang began to discuss.

"Young people nowadays are terrifying!"

"He's probably better than me!"

"It's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves!"

……

"It seems that my old friend's house is not simple, it is so deeply hidden, I really didn't expect it!" Mo Yuntian said with a sense of emotion.

……

Next up is the battle of the power

"Ling'er, go ahead, remember, don't hurt people, stop in moderation!" Lin Yun said to Lin Ling'er.

"Got it!"

Lin Ling'er leaped up more than ten meters from the ring, and her posture was extremely handsome, like a fairy descending into the world, causing a burst of exclamations.

Lin Yun shook his head and said secretly, after all, he is a child and likes to attract people's attention.

"Girl, go down, you are the great-granddaughter of my old friend, and the sister of Xiaoyu Zhi, if I accidentally hurt you, I can't explain it, let's let your brother come up!" Mo Yuntian persuaded.

Mo Jiazhuang lost two games in a row, and there was no need for the third game, but Mo Yuntian wanted to try Lin Yun's strength and decided to compete in the third game.

"Old man, you look down on me! My brother is not my opponent, I'll let you see how good I am today! Drink ......"

Lin Ling'er began to attack, her moves were chaotic, furious like rain, and dazzling.

The perception of the Transforming Strength Grandmaster is extremely sensitive, but it is one thing to be sensitive to perception, and it is another thing whether he can catch it or not.

Mo Yuntian's speed couldn't keep up with Lin Ling'er's speed at all, so he could only be beaten passively.

Lin Ling'er didn't use all her strength with every punch, she used her skills to attack Mo Yuntian, even so, Mo Yuntian couldn't catch her punches.

"Alright, girl, I'll throw in the towel." Mo Yuntian said calmly.

He knew that no matter how much he struggled, he was no match for this girl, if it wasn't for the fact that when this girl attacked him, he would have been knocked out of the ring a long time ago, and he still had this self-knowledge.

"Hee-hee-hee, brother, I won!" Lin Ling'er said excitedly.

"What is there to be happy about, like a child!"

"Hmph, you can't beat me, you're a loser!"

Lin Yun was helpless, thinking to himself, this is too arrogant, no, if he has been pressed by the little girl, he will not be beaten to death, he has to find a way to improve his strength.

"Patriarch, why did you admit defeat, that little girl's fists are soft and weak, she has no strength at all, how can she be your opponent, now that you have lost three games, we have no right to speak at all." An old man said angrily.

"Bastard, you think I want to lose, you can't imagine the power contained in that girl's soft fists, and her speed accumulation combat skills are beyond my reach.

Today's young people are really scary, maybe the times have really changed. Mo Yuntian said a little angrily.

"Just look at my hands."

Mo Yuntian rolled up his sleeves, and the dark green on his arms was revealed.

He didn't know what realm Lin Ling'er was, not like the legendary Dan Jin, nor like the legendary Gang Jin, but he was definitely much stronger than him.

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[To be continued!] 】