Although the north wind howled and the chill was chilling, the young man's blood boiled unhindered.

"Brother Qiang, come on!"

"Young Master Mo, come on!"

Everyone consciously divided into two factions, one faction supported Wei Dingqiang, and the other faction supported Wei Mo. The number of people, the number of people, the front is more and the latter is less, this is natural.

Wei Dingqiang took a beautiful horse step, and his anger sank. In his body, the Xuanli of the Three Dans swirled like a flying astrolabe.

A milky white stream bubbled out from the martial veins, infused with hundreds of limbs, swam all over the body, muscles and flesh burst out, and then quickly concentrated on the fist.

Tong!

Wei Dingqiang pulled his fist suddenly, and a strong wind came up in his arm.

Tong!

"Hey!"

With an explosive roar, the fist was like a wild python out of the hole, and it struck out quickly, and the angry wind howled. For a while, everyone seemed to have an illusion, feeling that the fist split the cold wind, and the wind turned into mottled fragments, went upstream, and pounced on Wei Dingqiang.

His cheeks were red, his neck was tall, and his muscles were tense, as if he was about to break free from the restraints of his body.

"It's really a triple power, maybe he has surpassed Brother Lie now. ”

"Hey, Young Master Mo may have lost~" The people who supported Wei Mo couldn't help but be secretly worried. Someone quietly moved his feet and switched sides.

Qin'er was also worried, but she was not worried that Wei Mo would lose, but that he would be sharp and annoying. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but quietly turn her head and glance at Wei Fu at the back of the crowd.

The expression on Wei Fu's face was very strange, as if he was smiling, and he was still holding a folding fan in his hand, pretending to fan it.

He seemed to sense something, and glanced in Qin'er's direction, and Qin'er immediately turned her head, her heart beating faster, and her worry was even greater.

Hearing a 'bang', Wei Dingqiang's fist hit the stone pier hard.

The posture is perfect and explosive. There was a click, and under his fist, a pit appeared in the stone pier, and it radiated and cracked in all directions around the pit.

The cracks are half an inch deep and up to three inches long.

He just stood in that position, his eyes red, and he felt the power surging in his muscles, like a huge torrent of waves, rushing endlessly. It was a sensation he had never felt before, and it brought him one step closer to the quadruple.

"Good!" The crowd erupted in warm applause and cheers, and the children of both factions applauded him. Some people were so excited that they even slapped red.

Qin'er and Wei Mo were even more worried, but when they heard the applause around them, they couldn't help but follow the sound, Wei Mo looked elated, and was slapping hard.

Qin'er was helpless: "This young master, he still has the heart to applaud......"

"Okay!" Wei Mo gave Wei Dingqiang a thumbs up.

Taking a deep breath, Wei Dingqiang regained his momentum and stood firm, hugged his fists and thanked him, and finally walked up to Wei Mo: "Cousin, it's too late for you to regret it now." ”

It's not meant to be funny, it's just his confidence in himself. Even, Wei Dingqiang felt that he was thinking about Wei Mo. After all, the punch just now was the most ferocious punch he had made so far, and even he was moved.

"Brother Qiang, you are so powerful, I have to move forward even more bravely. Wei Mo touched his nose, grinned and stepped forward, took off his robe and threw it to Qin'er.

Wei Dingqiang smiled and nodded, put on a cotton robe and walked to the side to stand and wait for the result. In fact, everyone knows the result, he won, isn't it?

Qin'er was anxious and angry: "Beware of catching a cold!" But how could she persuade her? I had to give up, and secretly prayed in my heart: "God, it doesn't matter if the young master loses, don't let him get sick or get hurt." ”

Wei Mo was wearing a single coat, although he was a lot taller, he still looked thin, in stark contrast to Wei Dingqiang.

Someone muttered: "Such a thin body and bones, don't be blown away by the wind!"

A few people nearby who heard it covered their mouths and snickered.

When Wei Mo heard this, he turned his head to the man and said with a smile: "What a strong wind!"

The man was stunned, he didn't expect to be so far away from Wei Mo, he could hear it, and suddenly he felt like a thief being caught, his heart was weak and his face was red, and he took a few steps back to hide a little farther away.

Wei Mo stared at the stone pier in front of him, took a deep breath secretly, and the two veins of spirit and martial arts in his body exerted their strength together, and a light blue torrent gushed out from the spiritual veins, and the circular '8' character hooked up the martial veins.

The three Dan Xuanli turned around, and around the martial veins, there was a fog. He clenched his fists, closed his eyes, and threw a punch not lightly or heavily.

There was no accumulation, no wind roaring, just a flesh fist, which hit the cold stone pier with a muffled snapping sound.

Veemo's fist rested on the stone, not moving. Someone whispered: "Look, he's learning Brother Qiang." ”

"It's cool, it's far worse than Brother Qiang's momentum. ”

Qin'er felt that Wei Mo was a little too distracted. On weekdays, she accompanies Wei Mo to practice in actual combat, and she still knows a little about Wei Mo. This young master is definitely not as mediocre as he became.

Some people also thought so, thinking that Wei Mo must have a back hand, they all stared at Wei Mo carefully, without blinking their eyes, Wei Dingqiang was among them.

Wei Mo held this position for four or five breaths, and then suddenly he let out a sigh. Everyone was startled and stretched their necks one after another.

Wei Dingqiang said secretly: "Sure enough, there is a mystery!"

However, what happened next disappointed them, and they had a black line in their heads.

I saw Wei Mo jump up and hold his hands like a child: "It's so cold!"

The corners of Wei Dingqiang's mouth twitched, unable to describe his mood at the moment.

Wei Mo hugged his shoulders, trembling back to Qin'er, and stretched out his hand to ask her for clothes to wear. Qin'er sighed helplessly, hurriedly greeted him, and carefully helped him get dressed neatly.

"Let's go, I'm done, go home and bake sweet potatoes around the stove!" Wei Mo urged with a sigh of relief.

"Huh, this is leaving?"

Wei Mo didn't look back and said, "Otherwise, are you still waiting for someone to take care of the food?"

Qin'er hurriedly followed, and the two figures disappeared into the cold wind, leaving behind everyone with a bewildered face.

"What's the matter, did he take the game just now as child's play?"

"You don't take credibility too seriously, right? Brother Qiang can't hold his face at all!"

Wei Dingqiang frowned, his understanding of Wei Mo was only limited to his embarrassing identity before and his strong rise during this time. And what kind of behavior and personality of the person is completely unknown. But now, hehe.

It simply opened with gongs and drums, and ended in disgrace, and it was still a rag that fell.

Wei Fu on the stage couldn't help pinching the rat's whiskers, and said secretly: "How powerful can I be when this wild species, it turns out to be a paper tiger." ”

Everyone was happy and sighed and left. Wei Dingqiang walked up to Wei Mo's stone pier and looked carefully, there were only traces of wind erosion on the stone pier. He tilted his head, no matter how he couldn't figure it out, and finally he had no choice but to turn around and prepare to go back to practice.

Just as he turned around, there was a small click, which made him shake slightly, and he stopped to listen carefully.

The sound came from inside the stone pier behind him, and because it was a stone, it was very subtle, and only Wei Dingqiang was closest and could hear it. Others, still should go, should be scattered.

However, the sound seemed to be pulling to the end of the thread, followed by a dense click, one higher than the other, one after the other.

Wei Dingqiang hurriedly turned around to look, and found that there were deep fine lines on the stone pier. He was sure that when he inspected it before, there were only traces of wind erosion.

"What's going on?" Wei Dingqiang couldn't help but shout in surprise.

He caught the attention of the others, and everyone looked back to see a shocking scene—with a loud bang, the stone piers burst open, shattering bones, and lime drifting all over the room with the wind.

Amazed.