Tang Ji walked to the center of the venue and looked at Mu Qing above, his eyes revealing blazing heat. The young master of the seventy-two mountains is in the column, how many eyes are focused on Tang Ji, it is better to be famous than to see it, I have been waiting here for a long time, and I finally saw Tang Ji himself!

A smile appeared on Mu Qing's face, with madness in his smile, and he walked towards Tang Ji.

Today, he wants to defeat Tang Ji and win the title of Quadruple Crown!

"That's Tang Ji, the only son of Nu Tianhou, I don't know how much style he has compared to Nu Tianhou. A young master said.

"Tang Jicai is at the first level, what does he use to fight Mu Qing, he will definitely lose!"

"There is no suspense in this battle, it is extremely impossible for Tang to win Mu Qing!"

Everyone was in an uproar, that Tang Ji really responded to the battle, and competed with Mu Qing in front of the gate of the Holy Dragon Academy, no one knew where Tang Ji got the courage to call Mu Qing, which was equivalent to suicide.

Mu Qing is the best of the three layers of the Qi Realm, and he should not be underestimated.

There was a boiling in front of the gate, and the eyes of those children who were born in poverty were hot, and today they could see the demeanor of the young master of the seventy-two mountains, and after this battle, they would be able to know whether there was a gap between themselves and those young masters.

The matter has come to this point, Mo Can and the others no longer persuade each other, Mo Can is very worried, afraid that Tang Ji, who is too sharp, will break here.

"I really haven't suffered a loss. Qin Feng hugged his arms, he persuaded Tang Ji last night, and today the other party still has to fight with Mu Qing,

"It's good to be beaten to death by Mu Qing!" Ning Qingwan wished that Tang Ji had been defeated.

Everyone looked at Ning Qingwan, and Zhao Wu asked with a smile: "Ning Qingwan, what happened to you and Tang Ji, even if he was a little heavier on you at the beginning, there is no need to hold a grudge." ”

Ning Qingwan glared at Zhao Wuduan, who stopped talking in a knowing interest.

At this moment, Tang Ji and Mu Qing have become the focus of everyone's attention, the strength of the two is very different in this battle, who will win?

"Tang Ji, it's too late for you to beg for mercy now, once I make a move, I can't manage my strength, if I seriously injure you, I can't blame me. Mu Qing sneered.

Tang Ji didn't get angry at all, and said indifferently: "Although I have suffered a little loss in this battle, it doesn't necessarily mean that you will be able to win, if you are at the same level, you will only lose it with one punch." ”

"Hmph, don't think I'll fight with you, I don't care if you start early or late, I want the title of Quadruple Champion on your head. Mu Qing opened his mouth coldly.

Mu Qing is belligerent, and he is confident that he is not weaker than anyone in his generation, but he is not stupid, Tang Ji's ability to sweep the four mountains and Tianjiao with a layer of aura is enough to show that his strength is terrifying, and he can take risks.

Seeing that Mu Qing was not fooled, Tang Ji didn't say anything more, and could only fight hard.

He didn't know how much he had grown in this month's life and death.

"Boom!"

Just as Tang Ji was preparing for the battle, Mu Qing had already taken the lead, and the thick three-layer qi erupted, forming a powerful force, and his body rushed towards him like a volley, trying to crush the opponent with a high attitude.

With this power alone, many people present sighed to themselves, and those who despised the heirs of the princes and princes of the Seventy-two Mountains were shocked, even if they were also in the third layer of the Qi Realm, they had to lower their heads.

The wind was suppressed, and the big fist fell from the sky, surging like an ocean, Mu Qing showed a shocking power and beauty, as if he was not fighting with Tang Ji, but bombarding the beast!

Tang Ji also erupted, but what he erupted was not the qi in his body, but the power of his blood, his arm was red, like covered with magma, and his powerful fist hit the high sky, like a rising dragon tyrant.

With a bang, everyone saw Tang Ji's body staggering backwards, Mu Qing slightly gained the upper hand, and the moment he landed, he turned into a sharp arrow and shot out, taking advantage of the victory to pursue.

"Tang is extremely invincible!" exclaimed those present.

"Sure enough, he was defeated, Tang Ji's cultivation was not enough, and there was no suspense in this battle. ”

"Tang Ji can also be regarded as a strong pervert, it was Mu Qing, who was in the third layer of the Qi Realm, punched with all his strength, Tang Ji just took a few steps back, and there was no injury, and the others had already broken their arms and bones. ”

People were amazed, but also shocked by Tang Ji's physique against the beating. They knew that Tang Ji didn't rely on his qi to resist the attack, but more on his own physique!

Qi realm cultivation, with the rise of each stage, the degree of qi is not trivial, so people in the high stage use qi to fight the enemy, under normal circumstances, the low level can't be blocked at all, and will be shocked by the powerful qi, Tang Ji's physique plus a layer of cultivation qi to make up for a lot of cultivation gaps, so that he did not lose instantly.

"The bloodline of the Marquis of Nu Tianhou is really strong, you didn't disappoint me!" Mu Qing was shocked, and at the same time he was determined not to give the other party the slightest chance, he had a strong premonition, if he couldn't win the other party's four crowns this time, when the other party grew up, he would have no chance!

Just a collision, Mu Qing felt a little chill down his spine, which shows how terrible the rumored angry Tianhou is, no wonder the sky changes color in anger!

The bloodline of the Tang family is a pervert!

"You didn't disappoint me either, you are indeed the best among the young masters of the Seventy-two Mountains. Tang Ji's face was solemn, this Mu Qing was indeed very strong.

The two fought hard, Mu Qing had the upper hand, and Tang Ji was defeated and retreated, no one knew how long Tang Ji would last, but they knew that it was only a matter of time before Tang Ji was defeated.

It's just that all these onslaughts are nothing in Tang Ji's eyes!

Compared to those fierce beasts that chased and killed him countless times every day, Mu Qing was nothing.

"Boom!"

After dozens of rounds, Tang Ji, who finally grabbed Mu Qing with a vacant block, punched out, his fist was rolling, and its color was faintly visible, only people like Li Yuan who had reached a certain level of cultivation could see it, Tang Ji's qi was red!

"The Tang family's bloodline is weird, it turned out to be red qi, I have never seen it......" Li Yuan was shocked.

Mu Qing was as fierce as a demon, he couldn't block it, he resolutely didn't give Tang Ji any respite, and at the same time smashed out with a punch, he believed that there would be no lose-lose situation, because his cultivation was two stages higher than the other party!

Tang Ji's fist smashed on Mu Qing's right shoulder, Mu Qing's fist smashed on Tang Ji's left shoulder, and the two of them both flew upside down, spewing out a mouthful of blood at the same time, this scene shocked everyone present.

Mo Can and the other young masters changed color one after another, and both of them were injured at the same time, that Mu Qing's toughness was obvious to all, but he was also vomited blood by Tang Ji's punch, how terrifying was Tang Ji's fist?

Tang Ji vomited blood, his cultivation was not enough, but Mu Qing was a third-level cultivator, but he was injured by Tang Ji, who was a first-layer cultivator, which was incredible.

Mu Qing in the field became more and more shocked, he underestimated Tang Ji's fist, this was also the first time he was injured in the battle with the young master of the seventy-two mountains!

Tang Ji stood up and wiped a handful of blood from the corners of his mouth, it was very hot, this was the first time he had been injured in the enemy, but he had almost died many times in the past month, and injuries were commonplace.

Everyone thought that Tang Ji was about to be unable to support it, but the battle was still going on, and it was almost half an hour now, and both of them were panting and sweating, but they became more and more ferocious.

"Tang Ji is too perverted, Mu Qing can't even suppress it!"

"How can this be, how long can Tang Ji hold on?"

Everyone had doubts in their hearts, and they were expecting Tang Ji to fall when it would fall.

"He's covered in bruises now, he shouldn't last long, at most an hour of incense!"

Everyone has no objections, it is already a miracle that Tang Ji has survived until now, and it will be unreasonable to hold on any longer.

Although Tang Ji suffered a lot of injuries, Mu Qing was also not happy, his fists were almost swollen, his arms were sore, and he was wheezing violently, a little annoyed.

Mu Qing is the main attacker, Tang Ji defends, and does not give the other party the slightest chance to slander himself, he knows that his only advantage is staying power, since his cultivation is not as high as the other party, then drag down the other party!

After a stick of incense, Tang Ji's body was a little weak, and he was unstable on his feet, he was like a flat boat that would overturn at any time under Mu Qing's stormy attack, and he always had a tendency to fall, but he just didn't fall!

The people watching the battle pinched a handful of sweat, as if they were Tang Ji in the battlefield.

"He can really hold on!" Qin Feng couldn't help but be horrified, the battle had reached such a point, he had to admire Tang Ji's physical strength.

Ning Qingwan also stared intently at the battlefield, every time she saw that Tang Ji was about to lose, she couldn't help but get excited, wanting to gloat, but Tang Ji held on every time, not as she wished.

"Miaokong, didn't you say that Tang Ji could only hold one stick of incense, this stick of incense has passed, why hasn't he been defeated yet. Someone asked the young master of Heshan.

The face of the young master of Heshan Miaokong was a little unnatural, he had already estimated the time to the maximum, but he didn't expect Tang Ji's pervert to survive and slap him in the face!

At this moment, Miaokong stared at Tang Ji, only to see that Tang Ji was losing and retreating, and he began to be injured again, vomiting blood and his face was like a tide, and he was embarrassed. Miaokong gritted his teeth and said loudly: "At most, the last hour of incense!

His voice was very loud, not only the young master of the seventy-two mountains beside him, but also Qin Feng and the others on the other side, as well as the sea of people behind him.

Tang Ji on the battlefield went all out to concentrate on dealing with the onslaught of Mu Qing, where did he have the energy to listen to what Miaokong said, he only felt unbearable pain all over his body, and he kept dodging with grinning teeth.

"Bang!"

Mu Qing smashed with a punch, Tang Ji was on the side of his body, but he still grazed his shoulder, and he was hit in the chest by Mu Qing with a palm in his stumbling body, if it weren't for his strong body, the sternum would inevitably be broken on the first layer of ordinary aura.

"Poof!"

Tang Ji spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face was a little pale, and he kicked Mu Qing with his legs under his feet, Mu Qing jumped into the air and kicked Tang Ji's jaw bone, Tang Ji turned his head and quickly hugged Mu Qing's kicked leg with both hands, and threw it out with his strength.

Mu Qing was very good at his skills, he did not lose his balance, and he swooped down towards Tang Ji at the moment he landed, and knocked Tang Ji back a few steps with a slap, almost falling down on his back.

The people watching the battle sighed again, Mu Qing's palm hadn't knocked Tang Ji down yet, this could make Tang Ji survive, and there was no heavenly reason!

"It's not all down?

"Oh my God, is Tang Ji beaten with iron, he actually held it up again!"

The crowd was in an uproar, their faces were horrified, Mu Qing was not fierce, whether it was strength or speed of moves, it was like a storm, but that Tang Ji was like a strong and stubborn little tree, no matter how stormy you were, he wouldn't fall!

Everyone only saw Tang Ji vomiting blood and not wanting money, anyone who saw this state would think that Tang Ji should not be able to hold on, who would have thought that he would be able to hold up a stick of incense again?

"Damn! how is it possible!" Miaokong, the young master of Heshan, his chest rose and fell with anger, and he almost didn't hold back a mouthful of blood.

The young masters of the seventy-two mountains all looked at Miaokong, Miaokong's face turned red, and he said angrily: "At most, there will be one stick of incense!

This voice was very loud, attracting attention, Tang Ji, who didn't dare to be distracted in the audience, heard it, and couldn't help but glance at it, he also seemed to be enraged, it turned out that everyone was betting on when he would fall, then he wouldn't fall today!