Audience: "......"

Let's talk about yarn days, you still can't fight?

In five minutes, Mo Fan finished eating the whole family bucket, he wiped his mouth, and commented: "This thing is delicious, but unfortunately the amount is less, the whole family bucket should be the whole family of chickens, right?"

"Qianqiu Daoyou, how is it?, can you start the competition?" asked Nangong Fu.

"Of course you can!" Mo Fan stretched his body and did a few stretching movements as a warm-up.

Audience: "......"

Nangong Fu smiled humbly, "You can strike first." ”

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey!" As soon as Mo Fan's words fell, the whole person rushed to Nangong Fu like a cannonball, and after 0.01 seconds of thinking, he did not aim his fist at his head, but transferred it to Nangong Fu's stomach.

Nangong Fu's expression was still the same, he took a step back, and the opponent's fist was just a thumb away from him.

The fist wind was very strong, and Nangong Fu's clothes flew backwards, and after he dodged the attack, he waved the feather fan in his right hand, and the momentum of the whole person changed, as if he had changed from a weak scholar who read the book of sages to a king of Yama who held the book of life and death.

"Mo.Wentian!" Nangong Fu said four words, and the feather fan was aimed at Mo Fan.

I saw his shadow stretching forward, trying to catch Mo Fan.

I'm rubbing, this trick is awesome!

Mo Fan hurriedly retreated, not knowing what would happen if his shadow was caught.

I have to say that the current situation is very favorable to Nangong Fu, the sun at five o'clock in the afternoon shines on people's bodies, and its shadow will be longer than other time periods.

Mo Fan ran the Qi Tian Body Method, and his steps were erratic, making it impossible to guess the direction of the next step, and the speed was very fast.

He thought to himself, there are currently two solutions to this trick, the first is to use the Escape Talisman, although the other party can use spiritual power to inject his eyes to perceive himself, but he can't make the shadow appear, but unfortunately, there are rules for the competition, and the use of the talisman seal is not allowed.

Mo Fan sighed secretly, there is only the second method left, wait, this move will definitely consume spiritual power, if Nangong Fu is smart, he knows that this trick can't help me for the time being, and he will definitely withdraw this trick first, so now he can only keep running away until he recovers his spiritual power first.

Nangong Fu gently shook the feather fan, looked at Mo Fan with all his calculations, and said with a smile: "Qianqiu Daoyou, eat me again!"

He spat out two more words: "Thunder Language!"

Everyone saw that Nangong Fu's feather fan was instantly covered with blue arcs, which looked like a non-mainstream artwork, yes, non-mainstream artwork, for example, it was like Doraemon's jade, a portrait of Guan Yu riding a bicycle for thousands of miles, which is characterized by non-mainstream artworks.

"Go!" Nangong Fu feather fan pointed at Mo Fan again, and a ten-centimeter-thick lightning flew out from the feather fan, locking Mo Fan to chase after him.

"Thunder?" Mo Fan chuckled, "If it was something else, I might be worried, but I'm sorry, thunder and lightning are really no threat to me!"

He didn't dodge, and let the lightning strike down on him.

Click!

After Mo Fan was struck by lightning, there was no follow-up action except for a comfortable sigh.

Nangong Fu: "???"

After a pause, he accepted this fact, and said to Mo Fan, who was still running to dodge Mo Wentian: "Qianqiu Daoyou is really not very human, then please take my next move!"

"What!?" Mo Fan was a little depressed, and persuaded Nangong Fu: "It's not right for you to consume spiritual power so much, I didn't catch it then, what should you do when your spiritual power is exhausted?"

"Thank you for your concern, I have my own plans. Nangong Fu replied politely and humbly: "You have to be careful, my move is a threat to you." ”

"Threatened?" Mo Fan couldn't help but laugh when he heard these three words, "Okay, then you can release it quickly, and I'll see if I can continue." ”

Audience: "......"

Is this Mo Qianqiu coercing? I've been running, but he's still a black physique! I think it's a cowardice physique, right?

Mo Fan couldn't hear the thoughts of the audience upstairs, if he heard it, he would definitely be secretly refreshed in his heart, and then thought, I'll give you a wave of slaps in the face later, see if it will be very cool!

The smile on Nangong Fu's face faded, and turned into a solemn face, and his smiling eyes were also firmly fixed on Mo Fan's moving target.

"Ink Thousand Machines!"

As soon as the three words came out, Mo Wentian, who was chasing Mo Fan, stopped and ran back into the shadow of Nangong Fu.

It's over?

Mo Fan looked at Nangong Fu with a bewildered expression, didn't he say that he was going to make a big move?

Just as he was stunned for a second, a change occurred, and Nangong Fu's shadow began to change, from a slender figure, ignoring the sunset, to a circle with a diameter of two meters with him as the original center.

Mo Fan, audience: "???"

What's going on?

When Mo Fan was puzzled, he suddenly saw the black circle instantly protrude a sharp corner and chase after Mo Fan.

Isn't this the same trick just now? What's changed?

Mo Fan then retreated, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, so that Nangong Fu's magic could not catch up with him.

Nangong Fu opened his mouth and spit out a word: "Points!"

I saw that the original black shadow, like the main tree trunk, branched out into several branches, and together blocked Mo Fan's escape route.

I'm going! Is it still like this?

This time ten black shadows were divided, which made it more and more difficult for Mo Fan to escape, if it weren't for the fact that he used the space talent as a hole card, without blowing, it would be more than five seconds to end this competition!

That's right! Mo Fan had a flash of inspiration!

The Imperial Qi Technique and the Sand Bullet Technique worked together, and then diluted a little, and in less than half a minute, the entire martial arts field was dusty by him, the sun couldn't shine in, and there was no light, and Nangong Fu's tricks automatically failed.

Nangong Fu paused for a moment, and then said with a smile: "I see, I didn't expect that there would be such a trick-breaking technique, I was taught, I was taught." ”

Mo Fan smiled, "After escaping for so long, it's my turn to attack." ”

Directly, he took out the purple gold stick, and the qi control technique was operated, covering a part of the sand and stone from Nangong Fu's vision, while he moved forward ghostly.

Look at me!

Mo Fan activated the thunder and lightning formation on the stick, intending to stab Nangong Fu directly on his body.

Nangong Fu seemed to have his eyesight, and he raised his feather fan to block Mo Fan's attack.

I don't know what the feather fan is made of, it is obviously a soft material, but it is hard to block the impact of Mo Fan, and even the thunder and lightning are isolated.

Cloak Mess!

Mo Fan found his own rhythm and constantly suppressed Nangong Fu.

Although Nangong Fu successfully caught every move, the impact of that time and time again was superimposed, making his wrists extremely sore and miserable.

Audience: "This is the right way to open the martial arts club!"

The two of you have come and gone back a few times, Nangong Fu is a crispy mage who is scolded by Mo Fan, a warrior with meat and output, and he has no power to fight back.

(End of chapter)