Mo Wangchen's loud voice was like the sound of an ancient bell being struck, very thick and clear in everyone's ears. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

An incredible thought crossed almost everyone's minds.

"Innate True Qi!"

One of the most obvious characteristics of an innate master is that ordinary true qi transforms into innate true qi. And only when you are speaking can you make such a loud voice.

Within three days, from the middle stage of the Dao to the innate level, such an existence that is close to a demon, almost no one dares to believe it.

On the battle ring, Yue Ping suddenly kicked the ground with both feet, and the whole person swept into the air like an eagle with wings, this move was purely for the mastery of strength, he did not use any true qi, and the people in the audience were amazed. Immediately afterwards, I saw him take out a battle letter from his arms, shake his arms, and throw it straight at Mo Wuchen, who slowly walked into the battle hall.

Feeling the strong fighting intent coming from Yue Ping, Mo Wuchen's eyes released two fine lights, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay!" The same voice did not fall, Mo Forget kicked the ground with both feet, plucked onions on dry land, and jumped into the air, many people didn't even see him make a move, and the war book fell into his hands.

Mo Wuchen's cultivation was far inferior to Yue Ping, and his degree of control over his strength was not as good as his. However, Mo Wuchen performed the Wind Step, so he was able to achieve such an effect. The field is basically full of "militants" who are immersed in martial arts, and they can naturally see this section clearly, in their eyes, Mo Wuchen is just a wolf with a big tail.

Mo Wuchen took the battle book and glanced at it, only to see that Yue Ping's handprint had been stamped on the challenger's side. He didn't grind, his fingers were full of innate true qi, and they instantly turned red, and then pressed the opponent's column, and the kraft paper suddenly carbonized, and an ink-colored thumb print appeared. Immediately after that, he raised his hand again, and the battle book made of kraft paper took off his hand, spun rapidly in the air, and plunged straight into the beam.

"The battle is a success! ”

After a referee-like person walked up to the stage, after announcing the start of the battle, he hurriedly stepped down from the stage, for fear of being injured by mistake.

Mo Wuchen jumped onto the platform in one step, his eyes quietly staring at Yue Ping.

Yue Ping has never been an arrogant person, no matter whether the opponent is strong or not, he will take it seriously. Moreover, a martial artist who can reach the innate level from the middle stage of the Dao in three days will not be a mediocre person.

"The first one is the teacher, and your cultivation is higher than mine, so I will ask you for advice. You're welcome, I'll strike first!" Mo Wuchen said with his hands clasped into fists.

Mo Wuchen seized the opportunity, unceremoniously, pulled out the Immortal Killing Sword on his back, stepped on the wind step, and attacked Yue Ping with the momentum of thunder and lightning.

When Yue Ping saw the sword shadow rushing towards him, his eyes couldn't help but light up, he lifted his fists, and his fists were like two dragons going out to sea, hitting the entire sword shadow fiercely.

"One force to ten meetings" is like the top of Mount Tai like a thousand catties of huge force directly crushed on the sword of killing immortals, all the sword qi and sword shadows dissipated in an instant.

The "bell" was like the sound of gold and iron clashing, Mo Wuchen's body shook, although he knew that Yue Ping's strength was very strong, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful!

"Fishing Toad Jin!" Mo Forget the dust burst out, and the true qi in his body suddenly operated according to the operation mode of a product of fishing toad energy, and gradually gathered on his arms.

"Four or two thousand catties!" Mo Wuchen clenched the arms of the Killing Immortal Sword, and suddenly a dazzling cyan light bloomed, and at the same time, his mouth let out a cooing sound like the breath of an ancient toad.

Yue Ping only felt as if his strength had been drained for a moment, his fists became weak, and his body lost balance, which made him very shocked. Before he had time to give birth to a way to deal with it, he felt a huge power coming from Mo Wuchen's long sword, which was several points stronger than his own strength.

"Drink!" Yue Ping kicked the ground with both feet, and took a steady horse step, and at the same time used his true qi to concentrate his fists on the long sword that Mo Wuchen slashed from.

However, Yue Ping's luck made him really angry, and something even more shocking happened to him! No matter how much his strength increased, Mo Wuchen's strength would also increase by a few points.

The sword and the fist are in such a stalemate. The sword qi continued to be generated, but it was constantly defeated by the fist.

Yue Ping faintly expected that Mo Wuchen must have used a method of borrowing strength. However, methods like this are generally very consuming of true qi. He thought that his true qi was much higher than Mo Wuchen, so he stalemate with him, and when his true qi was exhausted, it was time for him to fight back.

However, all this was beyond Yue Ping's expectations. Mo Wuchen's true qi is very majestic, and the innate true qi content in the dantian is directly catching up with the innate Great Perfection, and at this time it has been a stalemate for a quarter of an hour, but it still does not look exhausted. If the stalemate continues, it will not be good for him at all.

......

On the stage, Mo Wuchen and Yue Ping were inseparable, and the audience also launched a fierce but gambling battle.

"I'm going to buy it!"

"Now Mo Wuchen and Yue Ping's odds are 1000:1. ”

Because many people are not optimistic about Mo Wangchen, the odds of winning and losing have reached such a terrifying point. However, there are still a few people who press Mo Wangchen, after all, they are seeking wealth and danger, and there are some people who press Mo Wuchen because Shen Junyue also pressed Mo Wuchen.

Now about four-fifths of the people on the field are like Xiangling to win the victory, and the remaining one-fifth of the people are with Shen Junyue to win the victory.

......

After about a quarter of an hour of stalemate, Yue Ping saw that something was wrong, and Lian Man threw another punch, using the strength of the rebound to separate from Mo Wuchen. At this time, he had already promoted Mo Wuchen to an opponent at the same level as himself, and he had to use all his strength.

I saw Yue Ping's legs kick to the ground violently, and then the muscles up and down his body tightened, and the originally loose kung fu suit was instantly burst, revealing the large muscles that were as hard as marble inside. He lowered his head, groaned, and then opened his eyes suddenly.

The fierce momentum suddenly rose around him, and his eyes had turned pale gray at this moment, and at the same time, blue arcane lines appeared on his body.

"Bloodline Void Phase, Mound Turtle!"

Yue Ping's hair was very messy, and he danced without wind. As the blue lines lit up and darkened, the sound of "dong dong" like a giant hitting the ground violently came out, vibrating the eardrums of everyone present.

"The ground-level bloodline void mound turtle is really extraordinary. Mo Wuchen was secretly surprised in his heart, but he didn't show too surprised expression.

In about a moment, a giant tortoise, as large as a small hill, stepped out of the blue circle. After a loud bang, the magic array dissipated, the turtle's fangs were hideous, and his eyes revealed a bloodthirsty fierce light.