Chapter 72: I... Win?

As soon as Mo Xinyi stepped on the stage, there was no reason to retreat.

Up to now, Mo Xinyi is not only fighting for the family's mineral vein management rights, but also for the honor of the Mo family!

With Mo Yihan's instructions, her nervous mood also settled down.

It seems that as long as there is the head of the family behind him, anyone can not be afraid.

"Although Meng An is ranked tenth in the Meng family's body refining realm, his swordsmanship is among the best among the younger generation of the Meng family, and Mo Xinyi is not good at fighting, so he must not be able to make a move in Meng An's hands. ”

Meng Shirong stroked his gray beard and said calmly, as if his prediction was the final conclusion of this battle.

"Senior Meng, it seems that this time, the younger generation of the Meng family is on par with my Jin family..."

Jin Yongbin also said with a smile: "The strength of the Meng family and the Jin family is equal, and the final victory or defeat will definitely be between Jin Dongliang and Meng Zhiyong, as for the mediocre talents of the Mo family, they are not at the same level as our two families." ”

Jin Jinsong and Meng Shirong both bowed slightly when they heard this, expressing their approval.

As Jin Yongbin said, the young people of the Mo family are too weak.

"It seems that you still have to do it to make you sober up. ”

Meng An sneered, and the breath on his body burst out in an instant, refining the body of the sevenfold realm!

With a "whoosh", Meng An performed a light technique, and in a blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Mo Xinyi, and the long sword in his hand trembled, stirring up sword flowers, dense like a rain of pear blossom swords.

This made Mo Xinyi's expression change, and she seemed a little flustered and hurried.

"Fire Cloud Fist!"

Looking at Meng An's figure getting closer and closer, Mo Xinyi desperately recalled the martial arts taught by Mo Yihan, and immediately closed his eyes and made a move in a hurry, a little afraid to accept the result of the battle.

Although she has cultivated the Fire Cloud Fist to a small success, in terms of actual combat, she can be said to have no experience at all.

However, I'm afraid that even Mo Xinyi herself didn't expect that at this moment, on top of her Su Fist, a blazing energy was suddenly wrapped.

In Meng An's eyes, Mo Xinyi seemed to suddenly make a bold move, and the fierce hot wind suddenly bombarded him, making his expression change greatly and he was caught off guard!

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, an explosion sounded, and Meng An's chest seemed to be penetrated by a domineering fire spiritual power, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his chest exploded directly.

The fleshy figure flew out upside down in an instant, threw it out of the field, and smashed to the ground.

Looking at Meng An again, he had already rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, and immediately fainted to death, extremely embarrassed.

At this moment, the martial arts square, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people, suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

The tens of thousands of spectators present all stared at the scene on the stage in disbelief at this moment.

One punch!

Mo Xinyi, who thought that she would be defeated, only threw one punch, and knocked Meng An, who had extraordinary swordsmanship, out of the ring, unconscious!

It's completely upside down from what they imagined!

This couldn't help but make the people present gasp.

Mo Xinyi, when did she become so powerful?

On the rostrum, the smiles of Jin Yongbin, Jin Jinsong and Meng Shirong also instantly stiffened on their faces, and they couldn't smile anymore.

The corners of Meng Shirong's mouth twitched slightly, and with his eyes that hated iron but not steel, he shaved Meng An fiercely, and said angrily: "What a guy who has more than enough success and more than defeat, the lion fights the rabbit and still uses all his strength, this kid is so careless!"

Meng Shirong's angry voice suddenly came from the silent martial arts square, and everyone immediately reacted.

Is it really careless?

It's right to think about it, Fang Caimeng's cynical appearance, as if he was here to play, at the beginning of the battle, he will definitely not use all his strength, where will he know, Mo Xinyi learned a set of powerful martial arts from somewhere, and directly knocked him out of the ring.

Even though Meng An's defeat was careless, everyone had to admit that Mo Xinyi was indeed much stronger than the rest of the Mo family.

"Xinyi girl, good job, it's really relieving!"

In the face of the suppression and ridicule of the Jin family and the Meng family before, Mo Lie had already held back a resentment in his belly.

Now that Mo Xinyi defeated the opponent with one move, it can be regarded as giving Mo the family face.

It's just that the disciples of the Mo family are also puzzled, how did Mo Xinyi, who used to be just a fist and embroider legs, suddenly become so powerful?

Many eyes looked at Mo Yihan's back, and most of the Mo family disciples suddenly understood something.

Is it really the head of the house?

For this reason, many disciples of the Mo family are also looking forward to the official opening of the Martial Pavilion.

"I... Did I win?"

Feeling that there was no movement for a long time, Mo Xinyi opened her eyes a little bottomlessly, looked left and right, and her beautiful eyes were finally fixed on Meng An, who was lying under the stage and fainted, and she was a little stunned.

"This battle has just begun, who knocked Meng An out of the ring, this is a heads-up, isn't this a violation of the rules..."

Although Mo Xinyi's doubtful voice was very soft, the people present immediately covered their chests after hearing it, forcibly resisted the urge to vomit blood, and threw white eyes at Mo Xinyi.

This girl, does she really not understand, or pretend not to understand?

If it's pretended, then the acting skills are too perfect, right?

"Family Master, is it you?" Mo Xinyi blinked and looked at Mo Yihan.

Mo Yihan's face was expressionless, he turned his eyes to look at the rostrum, and said lightly: "It's time to announce the results, right?"

Jin Yongbin, who was stunned there, suddenly regained his composure, coughed dryly, and announced: "Although luck occupies most of it, Mo An is indeed defeated, and in this battle, Mo Xinyi of the Mo family wins!"

Seeing that the clothes on Meng An's chest were all scorched, Mo Xinyi realized that all this should have been caused by her own use of the Fire Cloud Fist, however, even Mo Xinyi herself couldn't believe that the Fire Cloud Fist, which was only a yellow-level beginner martial arts, could exert such a huge power?

"I won, I really won!"

couldn't hide the excitement in her heart for a while, Mo Xinyi was so excited that she cheered and jumped.

"Master of the house, I didn't disappoint you, I really won!"

Looking at the elated Mo Xinyi, the elders of the Mo family also cast a gratifying gaze at her, and at the same time sighed in their hearts that the family master's ability to cultivate people was even better than they imagined.

Although Mo Xinyi hit by mistake, she had to admit that the power of the Fire Cloud Fist was several times stronger than that of ordinary martial artists.

"In the sixth game, Mo Yunfei of the Mo family played against the Jin family and Jin Cairen. ”

Kim Yongbin has regained his composure, and the occasional accident doesn't mean anything.

"Yunfei, don't embarrass our Mo family!"

Mo Yunyang stared at his younger brother and said with a straight face.