There were already several scars on his body, and the blood on his body was particularly gloomy, but his eyes full of fighting spirit were still so dazzling.

And Mo Tian, although he has a little bit of color on his body, it is not as serious as Xingyu,

However, Mo Tian can be regarded as merciful, a quasi-spirit early stage master like him can already condense some spiritual power in his body, although it is not a lot, but it is enough to kill Xing Yu several times, but Mo Tian did not use spiritual power, reflecting Mo Tian's respect for Xing Yu.

Mo Tian looked at Xing Yu, and Xing Yu also looked at Mo Tian, and suddenly they grinned at the same time, and the next moment, their fists were together. Like last time, Xing Yu vomited blood and retreated, and Mo Tian also took a few steps back with a muffled sound.

A fierce fight ensued.

However, at this time, Xing Yu had already reached the limit, if it weren't for that resolute fighting spirit, I am afraid that he would have fallen to the ground a long time ago, but what Xing Yu didn't know, just when he was struggling and fighting, Xing Yu's skin, I don't know when it became reddish, and it also emitted a slight heat, but because of the blood on Xing Yu's body, it was not obvious so no one noticed.

When Mo Tian's fist struck again, Xing Yu's body was also on the verge of collapse, in Xing Yu's pupils, Mo Tian's fist gradually expanded, and at this moment, Xing Yu only roared in his mind, "You can't lose, you can't lose." ”

At this time, Xing Yu let out a low roar, and subconsciously waved his arm to meet Mo Tian's punch.

Originally, Mo Tian saw that Xing Yu was about to die, so with that punch, Mo Tian deliberately restrained some of his strength, but when Xing Yu's punch hit, a picture that surprised Mo Tian appeared.

The punch that Xing Yu threw turned red and constantly emitted wisps of white smoke, like a red-hot soldering iron.

When Mo Tian saw this punch, he felt the threat of this punch in his heart.

So Mo Tian was full of spiritual power, and you were on the arm where you punched, and suddenly that arm emitted a faint silver light.

When the two fists of one red and one silver were together, there was a deep sound, and the two of them retreated at the same time, Xingyu held the ground with one hand and covered his chest, spit out a mouthful of blood, and gasped for breath, but Xingyu still held his heavy eyelids and looked ahead.

And Mo Tian, who was opposite Xing Yu, also had the same action as Xing Yu, his face was pale, and the trace of blood at the corner of his mouth also showed that he was not comfortable with the blow just now.

See here. Xing Yu's vision became more and more blurred, and finally fell down very unwillingly.

However, when Xing Yu fell, the audience was silent, and all eyes were fixed on the young man who fell on the stage.

When Mo Tian slowly stood up, he looked at the figure on the stage with complicated eyes.

Suddenly, Mo Tian decided on one thing in his heart, something that was enough to change his fate............

When Xingyu slowly opened his eyes, he found himself lying on a bed.

"What is this place?" was the first thought that occurred to Xingyu after waking up.

When Xingyu tried to get up, the sharp pain in his body pulled it back to the bed and let out a scream.

At this time, the door of the room opened, and a tall figure appeared in front of Xing Yu, and said in surprise: "Xing Yu, you are awake." ”

With short crimson hair, bronzed skin, and a tall figure, who else is there besides Mo Tian.

"Mo Tian, why are you here?" Xing Yu said in surprise.

"I guess I'm here to ask you. Mo Tian smiled bitterly: "You are my family." To give. Speaking of this, Mo Tian handed the two bags in his hand to Xing Yu.

Xing Yu looked at the two bags, one was a takeaway bag, and the other was a big gray bag, and he didn't know what was inside.

"Mo Tian, what's in this bag?" Xing Yu looked at the gray bag and wondered.

Mo Tian smiled: "You open it and take a look." ”

"What the hell, mysterious. Xingyu muttered to himself, but Xingyu still opened the bag more or less quickly.

The moment he opened the bag, Xing Yu's expression froze, and he looked at Mo Tian with a blank gaze, without saying a word.

Seeing Xing Yu's expression, Mo Tian smiled and helped Xing Yu take out the things in his bag.

The golden trophy, the crimson jewel in the middle, isn't that trophy?

Later, Mo Tian stuffed the trophy to Xing Yu, and Xing Yu was indeed a little complicated. "It's here, I've worked hard to get the trophy, and that's it. ”