Chapter 113: Calculation

At this time, Mo Ri, whose power of backlash had just subsided, was constantly gathering energy.

In the face of the merging technique, even if it was performed by two low-level cultivators, it was not something that could be easily resisted. Passive to active switched at this moment!

The wind elemental in the air still kept gathering towards the dragon's roar, and pale green points of light appeared from the surroundings, and then slowly merged into the wind sword.

The massive wind sword was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Of course, Mo Ri would not give the other party a chance to continue to accumulate strength, a black mist slowly floated out from the center of his eyebrows, and the black mist exposed to the air did not dissipate, but converged into a black lotus above his head.

"Black Lotus Seal?" A trace of worry flashed in Long Xing's eyes sitting in the stands, and when he saw Long Xiao and Lingxin use their combined skills, he was already eighty percent sure of this competition. But when the black lotus on Mo Ri's head appeared, Long Xing couldn't help but worry about Long Xiao and the others.

The Black Lotus Seal is a inherited technique of the Mo family, and only direct members of the Mo family can cultivate it. As soon as the black lotus came out, the wind was blowing. This trick was comprehended by Moshi when he was fighting on the battlefield back then, so he was full of anger. Among the skills of martial artists, there are very few that can compare to this move.

Makino, a hundred-year-old living corpse, naturally saw the danger hidden in this move. But his response was a faint smile, You have already stepped into my trap Mu Ye said secretly in his heart.

The Hundred Flame Dance was sacrificed, and Makino, whose speed had increased instantly, quickly rushed towards Mo Ri. The latter strode forward and drew an afterimage behind Makino, and everyone couldn't help but marvel at Mo Ri's speed. It was obvious that Makino was using a skill to increase his speed, but Mo Ri did not rely on any speed up skill at all to surpass the other party. This shows how obvious the gap between the two sides is.

"Do you want to defend them with this little strength?" At the moment when the two came into contact, Mo Ri leaned into Makino's ear and said these extremely provocative words

Makino reacted immediately, and slammed his elbow back, and the wooden sword in his other hand followed. At such a close distance, Makino's successive blows were flashed away by Mo Ri without any suspense.

The figure of the latter is like a ghost, appearing behind Makino infinitely. From a distance, it looked like he was haunted by ghosts, and every move of Makino was dodged by the other party.

It's not that Makino has caught up with Mo Ri's speed, but the latter deliberately said it. In order to play and abuse Makino!

After the high-frequency moves, Makino's aura also began to be chaotic. On the other hand, Mo Ri dodged with his hands behind his back as if he had nothing to do, and there was an indifferent smile on his face.

"General Mo, your son's strength is really extraordinary. I dare say that no one in the younger generation can compete with him!" said some sycophants behind Moshi, who did not hesitate to exaggerate the words.

On the other side, the people of the Long family couldn't help but shake their heads. Even Wenchen, who was not a cultivator, could see how big the gap between the two sides was.

Mo Ri's purpose was not Makino, and after a bit of teasing, he got out and went straight to the dragon roar that was accumulating power in the distance. He only needed one move now, and he could break away Long Xiao's unfinished merge technique.

Looking at Mo Ri's fast-moving figure, everyone saw the results of the competition. Time seemed to slow down a lot at this moment, and the black lotus above Mo Ri's head turned rapidly, and a thick black liquid spurted out of it and adsorbed on Mo Ri's fists. The black liquid formed a serpentine pattern on his fists.

A powerful evil aura spread all around, and a faint black mist filled the air. Although it was early in the morning, the bright sunlight still couldn't dispel the black fog full of evil spirits.

In the face of Long Xiao's combined skills, Mo Ri also sought to win steadily. He used his strongest attack move, the Black Evil Fist, which is the second stage of the Black Lotus Seal, and can also be regarded as a complete version of the Black Lotus Seal.

But at this moment, something unbelievable happened! Long Xiao and Lingxin, who were condensing the combined technique, suddenly separated, and they dispersed in two directions at the same time. The five Dao talismans and the huge wind sword also dissipated with the wind at this moment.

This is impossible! Everyone in the stands was amazed by what was happening in front of them, and it was common sense that the combination technique could not be revoked halfway!

Just when everyone was still surprised, something that surprised them even more followed.

Makino, who was far behind Mo Ri, turned into a fiery wind and rushed forward at this time. This speed is a world away from the previous one.

Feeling the rolling heat wave behind him, Mo Ri turned around and threw a punch on the spot. Black ripples spread rapidly forward from his punch, but his punch didn't hit anything. But after all, he was a sixth-stage powerhouse, and if he didn't succeed in one blow, he immediately threw another punch behind him.

However, what made Mo Ri nervous was that this punch still didn't hit anything.

"You want to win me with this little strength?" At the same distance, this time it was Makino who leaned into the other party's ear to provoke. At the same time, Makino's fiery palms slammed into Mo Ri's abdomen.

Falling Flame Palm!

The latter stopped, and a strong burning sensation accompanied by severe pain hit every nerve in his body. Mo Ri's mind was full of three words at this time, impossible!

was still teasing each other's self before, but now he has eaten two palms solidly. And Makino's blow, he can clearly see it, but he just can't dodge it. It's not a matter of speed anymore, it's a matter of skill in the moves.

A strong blow made Makino inevitably take two steps back.

As soon as he recovered his strength, he immediately held the sword in his backhand and slapped Mo Ri who was squatting on the ground out.

The perfect balance of speed and power. At this moment, Makino showed his skills to surpass the sixth-stage powerhouse. If it weren't for the fact that he only had three stages now and the attack power of his moves was not enough, then Mo Ri would have hung on his hand a long time ago.

In the stands, Redstone's eyes moistened at some point. His fists clenched together, his mouth trembling slightly. But because everyone's realization was stuck in the competition at this time, no one noticed the strange behavior of the king of a country.

Here, Makino just slapped Mo Ri away, and the figure of Hua Xiang appeared in everyone's field of vision in the opposite direction. Everyone's first reaction was, who was this little girl?

From the beginning of the competition to the present, no one has noticed the existence of the fragrance of flowers at all. One is because the fragrance of flowers itself is quiet and has a low sense of existence, and the other is that there are too many eye-catching things in Makino's plan. This made everyone, including Mo Ri, not aware of the person Huaxiang.

Seeing himself flying towards the fragrance of flowers, Mo Ri had no choice at all. At this time, he was swept into the air by Makino's powerful sword, and his body had no place to change his body with strength.