Just when Qingding was thinking, Li Huan broke out instantly, he was extremely fast, and he was in front of Mo Fan in an instant, Mo Fan didn't dare to despise it, with his experience, he could see the power contained in Li Huan's fists, the cyclone turned into a tornado, and the spiritual power was contained in its own qi, endlessly, every layer of tornado cyclone, the power was added to one layer, and what Li Huan gathered was exactly ten layers of cyclone tornado, and the power was directly doubled, this is not the most terrifying, the most terrifying thing is that Li Huan let the tornado formed by the cyclone self-harm body, The compression of the forbidden muscle can be completely jumped away in a certain direction, like a spring, and it can burst out with twice the power in an instant, and this direction is exactly the same as the trend of the cyclone tornado, just like multiplication, which makes Li Huan's cyclone tornado fist double the power again, it turns out that Li Huan's strength is 150, but he can only exert a maximum of 120 damage power, but at this moment, Li Huan converts 150's strength into damage and completely explodes, because his killing move completely gathers all his own advantages, Including the speed of the burst, the infusion of spiritual power, the attribute power, the self-strength, and the way of self-harm-like explosion, it is also multiplied by four times, which is extremely cruel.

The calculation strength of the slashing spirit stone will not go wrong, because the power of the explosion is only temporary, so it is not counted in the real strength, plus different people have this different way of breaking strength, which is equivalent to a trick, it is impossible to use it for a long time, and it is lucky to be able to use it twice in a battle. But the opportunity is a long-term benefit, so the strength can be measured.

Mo Fan's mind quickly flashed several ways to deal with it in a very short time, but they were all vetoed by him one by one, feeling the oppression of Li Huan's approaching, Mo Fan knew that he could no longer hide his hole cards.

Mo Fan's attribute is steel, both offensive and defensive, but he can't have the ability to explode, the characteristic of this attribute is stability, this stability also affects Mo Fan's heart, he will deal with difficulties calmly, but he will not use the solution of walking the blade.

Mo Fan raised the double hammer and exerted the power of the attribute to the extreme, the two steel hammers began to disintegrate, revealing the steel spar core in it, the steel hammer disintegrated into a grain of steel fragments around the two spars in front and back of Mo Fan's chest covered the whole body, in an instant, a set of inseparable armor completely protected Mo Fan in it, the two spars were stimulated by Mo Fan's attribute spiritual power, and two layers of spiritual power shields appeared out of thin air between Mo Fan and Li Huan, this is not over, Mo Fan's hand flashed, and he took out a giant shield from the space ring, blocking in front, This is the strongest defense that Mo Fan can make, and it is also his trick, one man is the master.

Mo Fan thought that he should be able to defend Li Huan's offensive now, but when Li Huan's fist style came into contact with the spiritual power shield at the very front, Mo Fan found that he had misjudged it, he thought that Li Huan's fist power was covering the entire fist surface, so that the contact area of the force was large, the effect would be reduced, and the spiritual power shield produced by himself would be compressed into the size of a face, so that the bearing force was strong, and the quality of the spiritual power was solidified, even if Li Huan broke through the two spiritual power shields, the strength of his fists would be reduced by half, and the art of war was cloudy. Li Huan is afraid that he will not be able to move forward in front of his giant shield, not to mention that he still has a fourth guarantee, as long as he is exhausted.

But Mo Fan thought well but ignored one thing, the wind has no form, and the tornado can only be seen because of the gathering of clouds. But Li Huan is now controlling a cyclone, only at the beginning when his arms and clothes were still there, people can observe the direction of the wind through the deformation of his clothes, but Li Huan's arms are already naked, compressed, and the tightened muscles are also collapsing forward, which leads Mo Fan to think that Li Huan's strength is in the entire fist, because he didn't see Li Huan's fist face formed by this wind, but Li Huan's fist is also covered with this layer of cyclone, which is the lowest layer of the typhoon eye and the most important cyclone point of the tornado.

Li Huan's power continued to pour into the cyclone point along his arms, like the sharpest electric drilling machine, penetrating Li Huan's three layers of protection in an instant, and the force was undiminished, directly blasting towards the armor protecting Mo Fan. Mo Fan didn't panic, he realized the problem, when Li Huan's fist was about to touch his armor, the armor was disintegrated in an instant, gathering and compressing into a steel point as large as the cyclone point, after the double crystal floated and the steel point, it was connected to Mo Fan's body, and bursts of steel attribute spiritual power were transmitted to the steel point through the spare, making people feel that the space where the steel point existed was a little blurred.

"Li Huan, you are so interesting, I admit your strength, this battle is too painful, this is my full strength, and it is also my respect for you, come on."

Mo Fan's expression was very excited, because of his own attributes and the teachings of his family, he had always looked calm, and this battle really made him very excited, and it also completely ignited his blood.

The disciples under the stands saw Li Huan's fist collide with the tiny steel point, and the dazzling friction fire bloomed in that tiny space, and the control of spiritual power and strength by both of them reached their own extreme, only a very small aftermath was dispersed, sweat was left from the foreheads of both sides, and it reached the limit, and it was stalemate for a minute, after all, Li Huan's momentum began to weaken, because the injury in front of him, although suppressed, was injured after all, blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, and the supply of spiritual power also fluctuated, Mo Fan breathed a sigh of relief, began to reduce the spiritual power transmission, and until now, both sides have run out of oil, but Li Huan did not give up.

"Silly apprentice, don't compare, your body is seriously injured, and if you compare it again, you will die!"

The old man in the ring was very anxious, the apprentice's injury was very serious, coupled with the damage to the meridians of this move, even if Li Huan found a way to surround the meridians in his body in the form of an regurgitation cyclone, forming a vacuum similar to the eye of a typhoon to protect the meridians, but after all, it was not completely successful.

"Master, prejudice is like a stone hidden in the hearts of both sides of the contradiction, pimples, rolling, I am not a saint, I can't do anything modest, all I can do is,"

Li Huan's depleted spiritual power suddenly skyrocketed, and Mo Fan was caught off guard, so possible, he would still have the same spiritual power, but Mo Fan wanted to improve the spiritual power delivery but couldn't do it, just like running a thousand meters and stopping halfway, he would be occupied by exhaustion.

"Break the stones in their hearts!"

Li Huan shouted out the words in his heart, with the momentum of this sentence, Li Huan broke the barrier in front of him, and hit Mo Fan with a punch, Mo Fan poured out a mouthful of blood, retreated rapidly, and half-knelt on the ground, Li Huan's remaining momentum was unabated, and he chased after it with another punch, Mo Fan raised his arms in despair and buried his head in his chest to make the last resistance, but he didn't feel the force just now, only the touch of the fist softly touching his arm.

Mo Fan looked up and saw what was happening, only to see Li Huan's eyes begin to drift, the corners of his mouth rose, and he said with a smile: "I won." The body slowly fell forward, Mo Fan hurriedly hugged Li Huan, and the disciples in the audience were silent for a long time when they watched this tragic game, and with a round of applause, a wave of applause followed, and some excited ordinary disciples began to cheer excitedly, shouting Li Huan's name.

The elder hurriedly came to the stage to check Li Huan's situation, and found that the situation was very serious, and sighed distressedly Why is this kid fighting so hard, these things should be their adults' business, this elder used to be an ordinary disciple, Li Huan's performance and words evoked his memories. Hurriedly put Li Huan on the body cultivation spirit frame of the disciples of the Medicine Pavilion, and escorted this Li Huan towards the Medicine Pavilion.

Mo Fan didn't say anything, according to the result Li Huan was exhausted, he won, but did he win, hehe, he shook his head in frustration, recalled Li Huan's last sentence, touched his chest, and walked towards the ring, no one knew what he thought, but when he walked out of the ring, he glanced in the direction of Li Huan's transportation and walked out of the crowd.