The audience was completely boiling, this time, even a fool could clearly see the billowing ash on Zhang Mochen's body, what does the gray represent? That is the symbol of the Tu Yuan cultivator, in this towering domain bordering the Burning Heaven Domain, seeing the Tu Yuan is only afraid that it is even rarer than seeing a ghost in broad daylight.

A few days ago, because of a lot of room affairs, Fan Da has not appeared in the martial arts training ground, and finally caught up with the end of the competition, I never expected to see such a shocking scene, when the eyes reflected two gray figures, the oily hands unconsciously wiped the apron that had not yet had time to take off, and there were words, "My mother, this, so strong!"

Qian Chong, Tie Dan and others were dumbfounded, especially Tie Dan, who was no different from a statue, no wonder, he had been with Zhang Mochen for so long, and he didn't see the latter's true strength at all.

Qian Jiang urged the 'giant change', and Qian Ce's hanging heart finally let go, however, the teacup he had just picked up was crushed carelessly, and he didn't know that the tea mixed with blood flowed between his fingers.

Qian Bi and Qian Chonghuan glanced at each other, the consternation in each other's pupils was a portrayal of their respective expressions, their status was as high as the concubine of the Qian family in Ninghai City, I am afraid that they have not seen the demeanor of the Tu Yuan person, and now they are not only 'getting their wish', but also a middle-level general, which is even more unacceptable, much smaller than Qian Jiang, the first person in the Qian family.

It was rare for the group of elders to be consistent, and at this time, there was only one expression on their faces, and that was boundless consternation, of course, under this consternation, perhaps only Great Elder Wei Zhong and Sixth Elder Fei Qing were truly amazed.

Qian Youyou's little mouth pursed and opened, opened and opened, and she couldn't even make a sound of surprise, Qian Feihong's previous reminder let her know that Zhang Mochen was actually a hidden dragon in the abyss, but this shadow was too deep, just when she was stunned and didn't know what to do, Qian Feihong's secret words made Mu Le's little face suddenly red, "This kid is my grandson-in-law, I think it's okay!"

Where can the two people in the ring control the various beings under the stage, they collided in an instant under the nervous gaze of the audience, the loud sound that shook the sky, and the ripples that spread layer by layer, were no less than a comet hitting the earth.

Qian Jiang, who had turned into a giant, stepped on the ground and stepped back more than a dozen steps, his green eyes became more and more cold by the battle intent, and then he beat his chest again and roared and rushed out.

Zhang Mochen was also shocked back a few meters, it was the first time that he was forced to such a point by his peers when he cast his immovable underworld, seeing Qian Jiang coming again, how could he have any reason to retreat?

The second collision did not dissipate with a single touch. Although he didn't use the Liuyun Technique, Zhang Mochen's speed was still dazzling, as if there were more than a dozen Zhang Mochen in the ring frantically besieging Qianjiang up and down, left and right. Although Qian Jiang, who has become a giant, is a little clumsy, Zhang Mochen's fist rain only leaves shallow traces on his rock-like body, and this ability to resist blows can't help but move people.

There was another fierce attack, Zhang Mochen obviously didn't expect Qianjiang to resist the beating so much, and if he was someone else, he was afraid that he would have become a pile of meat paste a long time ago.

"It's not a way to fight like this!"

Zhang Mochen was thinking about countermeasures while fighting guerrillas, it was not difficult to win, but he had already exerted his earth yuan power and didn't want to be exposed again.

Punching the flies hard, Qian Jiang had already held back the fire in his belly, looked at the flaws exposed by Zhang Mochen's distraction, and punched the latter in the chest.

Unable to take precautions, Zhang Mochen could only exchange fists for punches, and when he received a heavy blow to his chest, his hammer-like iron fist also hit Qian Jiang's abdomen impartially.

There is no impeccable technique in the world, Qianjiang, who urges the 'giant to change', can open mountains and gravel, and the code is solid, but the lower abdomen is his relatively weak part, but he didn't expect Zhang Mochen to find it by mistake.

Qian Jiang stepped on the ground and retreated, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell into the ring like a mountain collapsing.

Zhang Mochen slammed on the ground, drawing more than ten meters, until he was on the edge of the ring to stabilize his inertia, Qianjiang's 'giant change' is really powerful, when he lowered his eyes slightly, his chest had sunken slightly, thanks to his ability to resist attacks, it is estimated that the flesh and blood would have been flying in the face of others.

The already overwhelmed ring was hit again, and countless terrifying cracks running through the head and tail instantly cracked, crumbling, and about to collapse, but whether it was Zhang Mochen or Qian Jiang, they were all immovable, without a trace of the intention of jumping down, except for the infinite battle intent in their eyes, only the figure of the other party.

'Smack!' Another crack cracked like lightning, and a crisp popping sound instantly spread in the silent martial arts training ground, and the corners of Zhang Mochen's mouth raised his habitual arc, raised his right foot and stepped on it violently.

The overwhelmed ring of 'Boom......' finally couldn't bear the weight of a straw anymore and collapsed completely.

Booming collapses, dusty skies, landslides and cracks. But everyone's attention was not on this sensational scene at all, because they clearly saw that before the ring collapsed, two figures, one large and one small, rose from the ground and rushed towards each other.

A pair of terrifying eyes stared intently at the sky above the ruins, where thick smoke and dust filled the sky, and what was even more shocking was the constant sound of violent collisions and the strong light that penetrated the dense fog from time to time, as if in the clouds in the sky, thunder and lightning did not stop.

At this point in the fierce battle, everyone's hearts were raised in their throats, and when a heart-rending scream spread, the stiff body trembled.

The wind gradually subsided, the rain gradually stopped, and there was still a mist in front of me. 'It's over?', 'Who won?', everyone's hearts hung with the same question, and when the last dust settled, exclamations swept the entire martial arts training ground like a frenzy.

In the ruins, Qian Jiang had returned to his original appearance, his breath was sluggish, and he knelt on one knee, but there was no frustration in his bloodshot eyes, only monstrous hatred.

Zhang Mochen stood a few meters away from Qianjiang, although his breath was quite stable, the blood stains on the corners of his mouth were still so dazzling.

In addition to facing opponents who are much stronger than himself, Zhang Mochen was forced to such a point by his peers for the first time, so it seems that Qian Jiang, the first junior of the Qian family, is not only worthy of his name, but it is not too much to call him a 'genius'. It's a pity that the genius of Qian Jiang met Zhang Mochen, a demon.

Qian Ce's fist hidden in his sleeve clenched and gurgled, the murderous aura in his eyes couldn't be suppressed at all, if it weren't for Qian Feihong's presence, I'm afraid he would have rushed out long ago.

Qian Chonghuan's expression was sluggish, everything in front of him seemed to be a dream, and when something came to his mind, he couldn't help but shudder.

Qian Feihong did not feel ashamed of Qian Jiang's defeat, on the contrary, the appreciation in the eyes that looked at Zhang Mochen was even stronger.

Qian Youyou didn't seem to care about the situation on the field, and his big black jewel-like eyes were a little confused, "I, can I match him?"

Falling into the ring is a loss, and admitting defeat is also a loss, with the current state of Zhang Mochen and Qian Jiang, it is clear which wins and which loses, but the latter did not open his mouth after all.

A gust of wind passed, Zhang Mochen slowly raised his eyes, wiped the residue on the corner of his mouth, and asked indifferently, "Admit defeat?"