In a pair of complicated gazes, Ziming and Mo Shi in the field had already completed the etiquette before the fight. Mo Shi was born with the strength of his body, and the domineering of his strength should not be underestimated. Under the gaze of everyone, Mo Shi's palms were slightly erect, and a faint golden mangyuan force lingered on his upper arm, and Mo Shishen exhaled a deep breath of turbidity. Ghost Release - Ghost: Earth!

"At the beginning, I was humiliated by your evil way, a wasteful evil sect! Today I will definitely ask you to pay it back!", Mo Shi rubbed his fists and prepared to go. In an instant, the soles of his feet looked heavily on the ground. After the ghost was released, its physical fitness suddenly skyrocketed! The entire lapis lazuli ring shook slightly, and its body rushed straight towards Ziming like a wild bull!

Zi Ming looked indifferent and smiled slightly, what kind of bullshit and evil sect, that is the martial arts of the earth!

In the eyes of the diplomatic ambassadors, there is nothing dazzling about the battles between juniors, unless it is some talented little fresh meat, otherwise, it is basically the simplest confrontation. Few people can perfectly reflect their skills, especially in the first few rounds of competitions, the technical content is still quite low, so basically none of these diplomatic ambassadors are serious about it

"Roar!" Mo Shi let out a wild wild roar. The powerful "mountain collapse" tore the air into a rattling sound. Collapse of the mountain, advanced ghost art. Use Ghosts: All. The strength is arrogant, practice to the fullest, open the mountain and split the ground.

This time, Mo Shi has learned wisely! As soon as the pace turned, his figure quickly bullied into Zi Ming's side, and above his right palm, the Yuan Force was slightly condensed, and with a fierce wave, he slashed at Zi Ming's chest diagonally! Mo Shi's ghost skills are all arrogant and domineering, if he is hit, Zi Ming is probably more than lucky. If the bombardment hits the chest, then Ziming, who has not yet "released the ghost", is afraid that his ribs will be broken, and in serious cases, his heart will even be shattered into chips by the blow!

"Brother, be careful!" Although her brother's confident appearance made her quite relieved, but seeing such a danger, she still couldn't help but panic! The slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and the willow eyebrows curled up even more, and the charming flush also turned pale at this time.

An oncoming gust of wind blew the hair in front of Ziming's forehead, revealing a pair of rare amber eyes underneath him. Its eyelids blinked slightly, and Zi Ming's slightly narrowed gaze stared faintly at the palm that was getting closer and closer. The combination of the mountain collapse attack and the "giant sword" or "heavy hammer" may be even more terrifying, but Mo Shi is no longer so brainless this time!

"Your calm and calm expression is really annoying!" Mo Shi's face turned blue. He really didn't understand why Ziming could not change his face in the face of his strong attack, and even whistled!

"I can defeat you once, and I can defeat you a second time!" Zi Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled indifferently.

Seeing that Mo Shi's hammer-like palm was about to smash into Zi Ming's chest, Zi Ming took a step to the left without hurrying, and the hard training made his reflexes extremely good. If you attack too savagely, you will definitely not be able to stop your pace because of inertia, which Ziming really knows too well. When the two of them were close at hand, Zi Ming turned around and dodged, his palm was like wearing flowers and picking leaves, through Mo Shi's arm, it was randomly imprinted on his shoulder, and both hands grabbed it, pulled it, poof! These dexterous hands were cultivated when practicing the "Rain Falling Pear Flower Needle", this ordinary little trick, but invisibly provided Zi Ming with a qualitative leap! Mo Shi's whole person fell to the ground, and the muffled sound of his tiger's body hitting the bluestone floor of the sky was like a heavy drum sound—— It was a war drum beating of victory!

The audience all gasped! You know, Ziming didn't even release a ghost! How terrible is this?

Mo Shi's ruddy face turned pale after he fell, this was a good time to take advantage of the victory and pursue! However, Zi Ming did not do this. He just stood still, quietly looking at Mo Shi, who was out of breath. Mo Shi slowly stood up, his steps staggered, and he took a few steps back one after another, and in the panic, one of them was unsteady on his feet, softened, and fell on all fours. It's no wonder that once such a brutal attack misses, the reaction force will definitely put you in an embarrassing situation

Although Mo Shi's tough body has not yet been defeated, he has completely lost his fighting spirit. He was still able to get up, but what was the use? He knew that if he had encountered such a situation in a real battle in the future, he would have died a long time ago. How can there be an opponent so merciful, this is a competition between the clansmen, if it is an enemy, who will be stupid to watch you get up?

The audience was silent, and the defeat of Hercules Mo Shi seemed to prove something for Ziming. The old patriarch rubbed his eyes, and after confirming that it was correct, he burst out laughing! Zi Ming took a slight step forward, and stretched out his hand with his palm upward.

"Good!"

The chief patriarch, after a moment of silence, slowly spat out a word. People who know his character know that the strength shown by Ziming must make him extremely satisfied!

"Get up, I'm not as good as you in terms of strength. However, fighting still requires skill, so keep up the good work!" Zi Ming smiled indifferently. There was not the slightest hint of pride or pride on his face. Compared to some people, this really convinced Mo Shi's loss, and he didn't even have a little temper.

The girl in the audience looked at Ziming's gentle face like a spring breeze, and her expression inadvertently became a little stupid

"Okay, I'll take it!"

If one failure was caused by his accidental mistakes, what about two times? Not only that, but on both occasions, Ziming never used ghosts. This undoubtedly confirms Ziming's strength. The juniors in the audience were even more talkative, and their vision had not yet returned from the shock, and it was not until the thunderous applause rang out that they were freed from the shackles of the shock

On top of the ring at one end

"Ahh Mo Yin stroked his forehead and made an elegant gesture. attracted a burst of cheers from the girls in the audience, which has always been something that Mo Yin is proud of.

"Isn't there a clansman who can make my battles more artistic?" Mo Yintou didn't bother to reply. The oncoming breeze ruffled his hair and left the ring in cheers that made his heart beat faster. In his opinion, those weak people are nothing more than tools to foil themselves

"Heh, what a live target for practice!"

The young man on the stage was completely stunned, he lost so badly, he almost didn't even have a chance to react! His handsome face had already been eclipsed, his trembling hands covered his eyes, and after a long time, he slowly moved away, and he felt that a second was like spending the entire spring, summer, autumn and winter!

Gritting his teeth made his upper and lower teeth and lips ach faintly, and resistance was really just a luxury to him

The boy dragged the lonely figure down the steps. Moyin's fans let out a roaring and piercing mockery in unison. Bright tears rolled down the boy's cheeks, and a series of tears flowed silently down her sad face, without a single cry. The boy just let the tears keep flowing down, dripping on the corners of his mouth, on his chest, and on the ground

The young man secretly swore in his heart that he would make the person who humiliated him pay the price in the future!

The woman in the red skirt robe twisted her willow waist and walked up to the high platform with a slight lotus step. Knock knock heels tap against the lapis lazuli floor, tugging at the heartstrings of the audience.

"The first round of the competition is over! those who advance, and the next round: Mochen (Ziming), Moyin, Molan"

"Hey, this Ziming was able to pass the first round of the competition, his luck is really not bad" Mo Yin said with a smile, but his complexion gradually darkened, and after a while, it was replaced by a sneer