Chapter Ninety-Five: Fight Again

"Bang!" The two fists containing full strength collided abruptly in mid-air, and in the next moment, the ground where the soles of the two people were located quietly cracked a gap because of these two huge forces. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info and Lin Song and Mo Yuan also took a step back, and then stabilized themselves.

Seeing that he had forcibly slapped Mo Yuan and failed to fall into the disadvantage, Lin Song couldn't help but be full of joy. He clearly remembered that before he had been promoted, he had punched Mo Yuan, but he had shaken himself back a few steps. And at this moment, it was also a physical collision, but Lin Song only took half a step back, and this is also the benefit of promotion!

The physical strength that Lin Song showed at this moment also made Demo Yuan lose his mind for a moment, and in front of Lin Song, who had many high-volume yuanji, his only advantage was his own strength and physical strength. However, the advantages of these two were greatly weakened because of Lin Song's promotion.

However, even so, Mo Yuan did not regret that he had not disturbed Lin Song from his cultivation state. That kind of shameless means, Mo Yuan naturally disdains it.

"Whew!" In the audience, seeing that Lin Song was facing Mo Yuan head-on and did not fall into the disadvantage, everyone couldn't help but exclaim, before Lin Song was promoted, the two collided, Lin Song took several steps back, and barely stabilized his body, but this time, Lin Song only took half a step back. The gap between these is too huge.

Mo Kuai on the rostrum, after seeing the two of them fighting, his face became more and more ugly. If he loses the title of the champion of this competition on his own turf, it will undoubtedly be a big shame for the Mo family.

"On the field, it's irresponsible to be distracted!" "In Mo Yuan's distraction, Lin Song's figure was like a cyan shadow flying towards him, and his rapid speed even brought a trace of the sound of breaking wind.

Quickly appeared on the left side of Mo Yuan, and Lin Song's powerful fist directly beckoned to Mo Yuan.

Seeing that Lin Song's speed was nearly twice as fast as before, Mo Yuan's heart was even more shocked. Based on Lin Song's performance at the moment, if he only competed in speed, below the Phantom Yuan, I am afraid that no one would be his opponent. However, just before Lin Song was promoted, his speed was only on par with himself. Unexpectedly, it was only a few hours, and the speed of the latter directly skyrocketed by nearly double. It seems that the benefits brought to Lin Song by this promotion are really not small.

Off the field, seeing Lin Song's sudden surge in speed, everyone exclaimed again, this speed is probably enough to be comparable to an ordinary phantom element!

At the critical moment, Mo Yuan's footsteps retreated sharply, his hands crossed in front of his chest, and Lin Song's fists also followed, and the fierce strength made Mo Yuan's arms appear a little numb.

Forcibly resisting Lin Song's strong blow, Mo Yuan's arms shook, and the huge force rebounded, and Lin Song also retreated rapidly, and then fell steadily to the ground.

As soon as the soles of his feet touched the ground, Lin Song stomped his feet again, the silver light flashed under his feet, and his body turned into a cyan shadow and attacked Mo Yuan.

Due to the promotion, Lin Song's strength at the moment has also skyrocketed to a level, although there is still a gap compared to Mo Yuan, but this does not prevent Lin Song's enthusiasm to take the initiative. And with the advantage of speed, every time Mo Yuan was about to counterattack, Lin Song's toes were a little ground, and then he escaped from Mo Yuan's attack range like a cunning loach. And Lin Song's behavior is like a bandit entrenched on one side, if someone comes to clean up, he will flee early, otherwise, he will come out again to cause trouble. Such a rogue move made Mo Yuan on the field cry and laugh!

"Whoosh!" Another fist mixed with strong wind smashed towards Mo Yuan, Mo Yuan's left hand was blocked in front of his chest, but his right hand grabbed the fist, and he was about to squeeze it fiercely, but the fist twisted strangely, and then quickly withdrew.

Seeing that Lin Song escaped cunningly again, Mo Yuan's face remained unchanged, his palms trembled, and a rather huge Yuan Energy appeared on his right palm, and the Yuan Energy slowly swirled, forming an energy handprint that was several times larger than the palm of his hand.

Since normal attacks can be easily dodged by you, then activate the Yuan Ji to lock your breath.

On the side of the field, seeing the ink source who was about to cast the "Lonely Flame Seal Palm", Lin Song's running pace stopped. In his eyes, a touch of fire quietly rose.

In the real competition, the key to winning is not in these ordinary attacks that are petty and troublesome, but in the power of Yuan Gu. And Lin Song's back and forth just now was only driven by the freshness brought by the skyrocketing strength and speed after the promotion.

In this promotion, Lin Song's strength and speed have skyrocketed, which naturally makes him have great expectations for the power that Yuan Ji can exert after the promotion.

Paused his figure, looking at the ink source that had already probed his left palm into the energy handprint of his right palm, and was about to complete the last step of condensation, Lin Song's left leg, a wisp of cyan yuan energy also slowly emerged.

"This time, it won't be as embarrassed as last time!"

"Split Mountain Legs!"

Lin Song shouted twice in succession, and his body shot out directly, as if his left leg of stainless steel had smashed abruptly, and the many violent energies contained on it were several times richer than before the promotion.

On one side, seeing that the right palm was crumbling, it was also an energy handprint that exuded amazing fluctuations, Mo Yuan also smiled, and with a slight flick of his right palm, the energy handprint was detached from the palm and went down, and then roared towards Lin Song.

"Lone Flame Seal Palm!"

"Boom!"

The intersection of palms and legs directly brought about an earth-shattering explosion, so that everyone in the audience couldn't help but feel short-term deafness. A moving wave of energy swept out from the junction of the palms and legs. The terrible bombardment made everyone's mouths open in shock.

"Bang!" In the midst of everyone's astonishment, the energy handprint unleashed by Mo Yuan was actually scattered by Lin Song's cracked mountain legs. And Lin Song also took a few steps back abruptly, and his footsteps staggered to a halt. After a pause, a feeling of complete numbness came from his legs, and then his feet were soft, and he sat on the stage with his buttocks, panting heavily.

The ink source on one side, because it is directly related to the energy palm print, so the moment the palm print is shaken away, its face is white, a muffled snort, and a stream of blood slowly descends from the corner of its mouth.

Off the field, seeing that Mo Yuan was actually injured and bleeding, everyone's originally open mouths were even wider. Before they were promoted, the two of them also used the same moves to bombard each other, and Lin Song at that time was shocked back by Mo Yuan's palm several steps. However, in just a few hours, using the same move again, although Lin Song was also staggered and knocked back, but at the same time, it was Demo Yuan who was not lightly injured. Moreover, judging from the state of the two at the moment, this confrontation is obviously Mo Yuan's defeat.

"Hmph, I said a long time ago, let's do it quickly, so as not to have any accidents! It's good now! If you practice the Demon Demon Serial Palm, it's better to do it, but you can let you practice that day, but you don't listen. If you lose to the Lin family this time, the face of my Mo family will be lost by you!" On the rostrum, seeing Mo Yuan, who was injured and vomiting blood, Mo Kuo suddenly snorted coldly, but between his eyebrows, there was a faint trace of worry, and the palm that was originally placed on the table unconsciously shook it.

The elders of the Mo family saw that this time against Mo Yuan had fallen into disadvantage, and their old faces suddenly became extremely ugly.

Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, Mo Yuan looked at Lin Song, who was still sitting on the ground not far away, his chest constantly rising and falling violently, and for the first time, a trace of solemnity appeared on his face.

"After you are promoted, you are indeed much stronger!" Looking at Lin Song not far away, Mo Yuan's fist was slightly clenched, and a touch of heat came out of his eyes.

"This trick is a demonic chain palm, if you can still take it, you are the champion of this competition!", the palms were spread evenly, and Mo Yuan's eyes were even hotter, and he said.