Except for the howling north wind, there was no superfluous sound in the proving grounds.

Everyone was staring at the ring, and now there was only one person left on the stage, and that was Wei Dinghai.

Standing in the cold wind, his face seemed calm, but in fact, his heart was magnificent, and he felt full of pride.

Although he was defeated by a few people, he was only a waste in the eyes of a few people, but he was his lifelong enemy, a thorn in his eye and a thorn in his flesh.

No one would understand how hearty Wei Dinghai's heart was when Wei Mo fell from the hole.

There was silence for a moment, and suddenly there was the sound of clapping, followed by the sound of a tsunami of cheers. Although everyone knows that this is the end, we still have to applaud this outcome.

The referee glanced down from the tower, then at the high platform, and slowly raised his hand, ready to announce the result. According to the rules, as long as you fall from this ring to the ground, you will lose.

Wei Tianyang felt a little lost in his heart, but he was also relieved. It's better to lose than to die.

Qin'er's tears were pouring out, if she lost, how uncomfortable Wei Mo's heart would be! So many years of hard work, so many years of patience, all in vain. Her chest was even tighter, and a large mouthful of blood gushed out, and the people next to her couldn't help but be surprised when they saw it.

"Girl, are you alright?" asked an uncle.

"Third master, I'm fine, thank you. Qin'er wiped away the blood and smiled at the uncle. Pale face with severe dark circles.

Suddenly, a muffled, lazy, and slightly painful voice came from under the ring: "Wait a minute, I haven't lost yet!"

It's Vemo!

Compared to the crazy cheers and applause, his voice can be said to be very weak. Even, no one heard these words at all, except Wei Dinghai.

The smile froze on Wei Dinghai's face at that moment.

He couldn't believe his ears, because Veymo's voice wasn't coming from the ground, but from below the ring floor. That means that Vemo didn't land.

He looked down, but saw a twig with a blue headband sticking out of the hole. Wei Mo's other hand, on the other hand, was stubbornly picking at the corner of the broken floor, relying on this alone to support and maintain balance. As soon as the wind blows, his body flutters with the wind, like a leaf in the wind, which may wither at any time.

But the point is, he just refuses to wither.

The referee saw it and lowered his arm again. The surrounding audience also saw this strange phenomenon, and couldn't help but shut up and stare at the water mirror array.

"This kid has a lot of stamina!" someone muttered.

When the people on the Gaotai Pavilion saw it, they were all very shocked. The most surprised were the Lin Tianxiu brothers and sisters, and Lin Tianhu couldn't help but scold: "xx, is this kid a cat?

Lin Tianxiu felt more and more that things were running in a direction that she couldn't control.

And the elders of the Wei family have different feelings. On the one hand, they were happy with Wei Dinghai's strength and the strength he showed, and on the other hand, they were also surprised by Wei Mo's perseverance. Even, there is a little touch in my heart.

Wei Tianyang's father and son were full of surprises. They stared at the water mirror array, looking forward to the wonderful performance of Wei Mo and Wei Dinghai.

Click!

In the dark, there seemed to be an earth-shattering thunderbolt slashing down, and Wei Dinghai felt that his head was blank, and shock filled his chest.

Because he found that the headband he picked on the branch of the Wemo tree was his headband.

"Y-When did he take it?" Wei Dinghai muttered to himself in amazement, his hand couldn't help but touch the back of his head, the hairband was gone, his hair was scattered, and black silk fluttered in the wind. Part of the hair was blown and covered the face, as if crazy.

Everyone also discovered this strange phenomenon and couldn't help but talk about it.

"This Wei Mo, what kind of ghost is he doing? Don't do serious martial arts competitions, and run to pull other people's hairbands?"

"Don't you think it's strange? Wei Dinghai is so strong, he didn't give him a chance to shoot at all, how did the hairband get into his hands?"

Regardless of what everyone said, Wei Mo had already climbed up, patted the dust off his body, and tossed the branches and headbands aside. If you don't land, you don't lose, and the competition continues.

The happiest is Qin'er. This great joy hit her body and mind, and the pain in her body was greatly reduced.

She waved her arms vigorously, and even though she knew that the young master couldn't see, she tried to cheer him on.

In the ring, Wei Mo took a deep breath and stroked his bangs with his hand to prevent it from being blown more messy by the wind. When he looked up, he was met with a fierce and fierce gaze.

"Wei Mo, you're enough!" Wei Dinghai gritted his teeth, took out the jade from his arms, and slowly put it on his fingers.

It had to be done quickly, and this battle was over, he knew it very well.

The jade in the sun, glowing with green light, flashed brightly in Wei Mo's eyes, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes in vain, and covered them with his hand.

Boom!

Wei Dinghai's five fingers, one by one, were bent, and his fists were slowly clenched. The cold wind, mixed with the fluctuations of Xuan power, stumbled in all directions.

The murderous aura can be seen in the past.

Wei Mo only felt a cold current creep up his back, brushing and brushing, the hairs on his back, and he stood upside down layer by layer.

At this moment, the discussion in the stands has gradually replaced the voice of cheering for Wei Dinghai. Everyone began to wonder how this Wei Mo, who had become a waste, had lasted so long in the ring.

"Haha! wait for you to lose money!" Wei Dingliang was in the crowd, happy to keep his mouth shut, of course he was not so stupid, he would not let everyone see his thoughts.

The other person, Wei Dinglie, has been immersed in thinking since the end of the trial. The impact and inspiration that Wei Mo brought to him was huge, and his performance on stage made him even more thrilled. It seems to be light and light, and even some funny moves, but in fact, every step contains mysteries.

For example, before Wei Mo reached out and scratched indiscriminately, he actually defused Wei Dinghai's several attacks, and took the opportunity to grab the headband.

Vermo was never serious.

If he is not serious, he will not lose, so what if he is serious? Wei Dinglie's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but stare at the ring, his heart surging.

"Wei Mo, one of you and me will die today!" Wei Dinglie gritted his teeth, ignoring that his words could be heard by others.

Hula!

He pulled his fist hard, bent down and kicked his legs, and took advantage of the momentum to rush forward. A strong wind swirled and howled, like a looming serpent, hovering around him to his right and right, accompanying him as he charged his enemies.

The fist pushed through the air, and faint gray marks grazed his arms, and he fell behind him. The powerful fist force brought up a strong wind, and the countless wooden slats in this ring crackled.

The emerald glow flickered, and sharp spikes slammed into Wei Mo's chest.

This speed is many times faster than before, and this power is that the elders on the high platform are secretly surprised.

Anyone felt that Vemo had to be on the lookout now, or death awaited him.

The life and death certificate is not a good-looking sign.

Wei Mo did not flash, did not move. This made those spectators couldn't help but sweat for him.

"Is this guy crazy?"

"It's still there, is it time to pretend?"

I don't know when those who originally laughed at him began to worry about him, and everyone sweated.

Wei Dinghai was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to Wei Mo, and with only a thin distance as a cicada wing, he could pierce Wei Mo's chest.

A cold smile spread across his face.

"Oh, it's over, it's over!" thought a lot of people.

On the high platform, Wei Tian stood up proudly, he couldn't wait to stop this fratricidal battle.

Lin Tianxiu frowned, and got up and crossed his arm to block him: "Husband, don't be impatient, okay? Hai'er, he is also your son!"

"You also know that he is my son, what about Wei Mo? Isn't he? Two brothers, fratricidal, what's the reason?" Wei Tianyang stared at his wife unceremoniously, "Let me ask you, how do you educate your children as a mother?"

This was the first time he had reprimanded Lin Tianxiu in public, and her face was as if she was about to drip blood.

Lin Tianhu raised his eyebrows, ready to go crazy and help his sister and nephew. How could the people of the Wei family tolerate his actions? Wei Tianlin's hand had already quietly pressed on the head of the stick on his waist. As soon as the other party makes a move, he immediately makes a move.

At swords' points.

At this moment, suddenly everyone heard an exclamation, and Wei Tianyang hurriedly turned his head to look.

saw that in the ring, a cold blue light rose out of thin air.

Woohoo!

Three sharp sounds erupted from Wei Mo's palm, and three clear blue arrows shot out in the shape of a 'pin'.

"Is this, spiritual power??" Wei Qianfan exclaimed.

"Our Wei family, there is a spiritual cultivator?" the elders were surprised and delighted.

Wei Baizhou's father and son completely relaxed and let joy hit their chests. As for the two Lin families, their faces became more and more ugly.

Bang bang bang!

Two spirit arrows hit Wei Dinghai's shoulders one after another, his body swayed left and right, and his fist power was unloaded.

Boom!

Another spiritual arrow directly hit the jade on his fist, and the jade flew away and fell to the ground from the hole.

No one could describe the shock in Wei Dinghai's heart at this moment, his eyes couldn't widen wider, and he looked at his hand in surprise, and then at Wei Mo.

In the chest, the qi and blood are tumbling, like waves.

Before he could come back to his senses, a foot was already rapidly enlarged in front of his eyes, and it slammed into his head.

The strength was not great, but it was enough to make Wei Dinghai fall.

"I don't even need a weapon against you. Wei Mo grinned.

Wei Dinghai's body shook, feeling that his head was about to shake off his neck, and the sky was spinning and the earth was spinning.

He fell to the ground at the same time, and Wei Mo landed at the same time, and the soles of his feet stomped lightly on the floor, and with a bang, the floor collapsed diagonally in the direction of the east entrance. Wei Dinghai grunted, rolled down, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Until Wei Dinghai landed, he didn't react - in this battle, the winner and the loser have been decided.

There was a dead silence in the audience, and no one could believe the scene in front of them. Everyone looked at the only figure on the stage in surprise, it was the first place in this year's trial!

This person is actually Wei Mo?!!

It took a breath to come back to their senses as the horn of victory sounded for Wemo. Then, Wei Dingliang applauded vigorously in the corner, and tears rushed out.

"Haha, Wei Mo, I really didn't look away!" he was so excited that his slap was peeling, and he didn't feel any pain.

Betting on the right treasure not only made him make a windfall, but also let him know that from now on, the Wei family is about to rise!

Another applause came from Wei Dinglie, he was also in tears, the shock that Wei Mo brought him, why not stop there?

The two of them led the way, and then the whole audience, everyone stood up, and although they didn't say a word, the thunderous applause said it all.

Wei Mo stood on the high platform and glanced around, thunderous applause, this was the biggest scene in his short life so far.

Passion, enthusiasm, these are not enough to describe his mood. He searched for Qin'er in the crowd, and finally saw the girl waving at him in the distance.

On the ground, Wei Dinghai was finally awakened by the deafening applause, he supported the ground with his hands, and muttered: "I, lost?"

Caught off guard, he felt a heart-piercing pain in his palm, his heart sank, and he looked down. The fist stabbed the jade, pierced into his palm, and blood gushed out.

The referee flew down from the tower, grabbed Wei Mo's arm, and raised it high: "First place in this trial, Wei Mo!"

This announcement directly triggered an emotional frenzy in the audience, and everyone shouted a tsunami, but this time it was Wei Mo's name.