Chapter Seventy-Seven: A Bitter Battle
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"Senior Brother Song's Falling Rain Sword Technique is cultivated perfectly, and he will have the opportunity to learn again in the future. ”
"Senior brother, admit it. ”
Song Ziyu also easily won this game, although the opponent's strength was slightly higher, after Zhao De and Zhou Haoxuan's two rounds of devil training, the strength improved by leaps and bounds, if he lost, it would be incredible.
"Second brother, you are so powerful, just a little worse than me, hehe. "Murphy looks like he's not beaten.
"Really, would you like to experience what it's like to be a loach too? Song Ziyu raised his eyebrows and looked Mo Fei up and down.
"Hehe, don't do it, you have a good rest, there is still a game ahead. Mo Fei hid behind Zhou Haoxuan with a weak heart and said.
"Big brother, I'll go back first, I seem to have felt something just now. Let's see if we can take our strength to the next level. After Song Ziyu finished speaking, he turned around and left, this kind of opportunity is hard to find and should not be missed.
"Okay, I'm also going to prepare for the competition in seven days, Mo Fei, you can't be lazy, if you let me know you're lazy, hum, you know the consequences. Zhou Haoxuan raised his fist and said.
"I don't want to lose to you, maybe I'll outdo you. Murphy stuck out his tongue and laughed.
Seven days later, everyone gathered around the ring again, but some people came to watch the game, after a round of elimination, the number of people dropped by half, although the eliminated people could not continue to play, but they could cheer for their favorites.
Zhou Haoxuan's opponents were unanimous, they were all at the twelfth layer of the Quenching Qi Realm, and they didn't know that they had fallen into a well-arranged trap.
"Boy, quickly kneel on the ground and kowtow and beg for mercy, if the uncle is in a good mood, he will show mercy to his subordinates and tell Zhou Haoxuan that the tricks will be brighter in the future, otherwise it will be a pity to disappear inexplicably, haha. "Zhu Mengchun, as a powerhouse of the twelfth layer of the Quenching Qi Realm, does have the capital to be so arrogant.
The twelfth layer of the Quenching Qi Realm can completely rub and abuse the ninth layer of the Upper Quenching Qi Realm, and the people who can cultivate to the twelfth layer of the Quenching Qi Realm are all people with extraordinary minds and strong strength.
"I don't have the habit of begging for mercy, let alone begging for mercy, I don't know if my brother used to beg for mercy often, and I hope my brother won't be stingy and give me more advice. Hahaha. "Mo Fei humbly asked for advice.
Although Mo Fei is not confident that he can win this game, it is impossible to make himself soft without a competition, not to mention listening to the other party's meaning and wanting to find trouble with the eldest brother, even if he can't beat the other party, he must let him know that he is not a soft persimmon. What's more, he has a killer feature.
"Haha, I hope you can stand up and walk out of the ring. ”
"Black Abyss Holy Emperor, the meaning of death. ”
Zhu Mengchun glared angrily, and slashed down the spirit sword in his hand, in his opinion, Mo Fei was just an ant, and all he had to do was to stomp it to death with his foot.
A dark sword with a thick dead aura broke through the air, and the surrounding temperature instantly became cold, as if he was in hell, and the surrounding was still dead or dead.
This Black Abyss Sword Technique was obtained by Zhu Mengchun by killing a disciple of the White Bone Sect, and in the jade slip of the sword technique, there is also a record of a boxing method called Breaking and Killing Fist, which can be broken with fists when cultivated to perfection, but the difficulty of cultivation is also very great, and Zhu Mengchun has only comprehended one layer.
"The sun is really on fire, and everything burns. ”
Mo Fei's face sank, a cold light flashed in his eyes, the spiritual power in his body surged, and the spirit sword in his hand burst out with dazzling light.
A fiery red fiery sword shot out, and wherever the sword passed, the air was filled with faint white smoke, and then there were two heavens of ice and fire in the ring, one side was extremely hot, and the other side was as cold as an ice cellar.
"Whoa..."
The two swords were devouring each other, consuming. It's just that the fiery red sword light was obviously at a disadvantage, and it quickly dissipated, and was finally broken by the dark black sword light.
The dark sword light slashed at Mo Fei's spiritual power shield endlessly, and the spiritual power shield only resisted and shattered, and at the same time, the dark sword light was also consumed.
Mo Fei's face showed an unnatural flush, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, although he resisted the dark sword, he was also injured by the power of the backlash.
"Breaking punch. ”
A fist-shaped spiritual power phantom broke through the air, and the fast Mo Fei flew out upside down without preparation, although Mo Fei was wearing black armor, he was still injured, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of Mo Fei's mouth, and it seemed that there was a rain of blood in the air, and the blood fell on the ring like raindrops.
Zhu Mengchun has experienced no less than 100 battles, and his combat experience is even richer, and Mo Fei's battles are even less pitiful, not to mention any combat experience, although he usually learns from Zhou Haoxuan and Song Ziyu, but it is not a little bit worse than Zhu Mengchun's long-term life-and-death battle, and the two are not comparable.
Mo Fei still copes with this as usual, one move at a time, but the battle must be flexible and flexible, with the aim of winning, these are things that Zhou Haoxuan can't teach, and can only rely on Mo Fei to comprehend it himself.
Zhou Haoxuan stood under the ring and watched the game quietly without making a sound, he would rather Mo Fei be injured and bleeding inside the door than lose his life outside.
Mo Fei stood on the edge of the ring shakingly, and his breath became disordered. The clothes on his chest were torn through a big hole, revealing the black armor inside, and the hideous aura of the black armor emanated.
Zhu Mengchun didn't expect that Mo Fei actually had the Black Underworld Armor on his body, and the spiritual power fluctuations emitted by the Black Underworld Armor were not comparable to ordinary defensive magic weapons, at least they were also high-grade defensive magic weapons.
Zhu Mengchun's eyes were full of greedy eyes, if this black armor was worn on his body, he would have an extra life when he fought with others in the future, it seemed that someone was going missing again, and he already regarded the black armor as his own.
Zhu Mengchun didn't stop, he shot at Mo Fei with a move, if he wasn't afraid of damaging the Black Armor, he wouldn't have chosen this melee method, but he was also full of confidence in this kind of close combat, his confidence came from his own strength.
Mo Fei rushed forward as soon as he met it, this battle was not only for the sake of the eldest brother, but also for the dignity. Although he didn't practice any boxing skills, he didn't care about it so much now, so he gathered all his spiritual power into his fist and swung his fist out without a flower.
"Bang, bang. ”
Mo Fei's fist fell on Zhu Mengchun's body, but Zhu Mengchun's fist also fell on Mo Fei, Zhu Mengchun just took a step back and stabilized his body, while Mo Fei flew out upside down, fell heavily to the ground, and couldn't stand up for a while.
Then one foot stepped heavily on Mo Fei's chest, Mo Fei couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood, his face became very pale, and the injury on top of injury made him extremely painful.
"Call me a master, then kowtow and beg for mercy, and take off the black armor on your body as compensation, otherwise I don't mind abolishing you. Zhu Mengchun said ruthlessly, and the strength on his feet was also a little heavier.
"Haha, what if I don't agree?" Mo Fei shook his right hand, and a lower grade spirit sword appeared in his hand, and he slashed at Zhu Mengchun's legs.
Zhu Mengchun let down his vigilance when he saw Mo Fei being knocked to the ground by himself, but his instinctive reaction made him jump and dodged Mo Fei's attack, and then a heart-rending scream attracted everyone's attention.
When everyone saw Zhu Mengchun's appearance, they couldn't help but take a breath of cool air, and their legs involuntarily pressed together, thinking that this was too ruthless.
Just when Zhu Mengchun thought that he had dodged Mo Fei's sword, one foot kicked fiercely in the vital part between Zhu Mengchun's legs.
The referee watched Zhu Mengchun cover his lower body with his hands and scream in the ring, the face that was not handsome in the first place was twisted and twisted because of the pain.
He didn't stop the game, after all, Zhu Mengchun did a little too much just now, and now the two sides are even, which can be regarded as an injury, not life-threatening, so the game continues.
However, the referee still glanced at Mo Fei, and he really couldn't understand that the guy in front of him who looked harmless to humans and animals was fast and ruthless.
Mo Fei took out three fire talismans from the Sumeru bag, and infused the little spiritual power in his body into the spirit rune, and the spirit rune flew out with radiance, and suddenly there were nearly a hundred fireballs in the air, densely enveloping half of the ring.
Zhu Mengchun was also frightened by these nearly a hundred fireballs, one or two fireballs are fine, once there are enough of them, even the gods can't stop them.
Zhu Mengchun forgot about the pain at this time, desperately put the spiritual power into the protective shield, and took out a few vajra talismans, just about to input the spiritual power into the vajra talisman, he heard a series of crashing sounds, and looked at the crumbling spiritual power protective shield.
Zhu Mengchun had no choice but to give up the vajra talisman and input the spiritual power into the spiritual power shield, and after only two breaths, Zhu Mengchun spit out a mouthful of blood, although the spiritual power shield was temporarily stabilized, but Zhu Mengchun was also injured by a series of impacts.
"Click. ”
A crack appeared in the middle of the spiritual power shield, and it spread rapidly, and the spiritual power shield shattered in Zhu Mengchun's horrified gaze, and at this time, there were less than ten fireballs left, and they continued to burst towards Zhu Mengchun.
Zhu Mengchun deserved to have experienced hundreds of battles, his right hand was clenched into a fist and swung out, and the last few fireballs were also detonated. It's just that at such a close distance, Zhu Mengchun's eyebrows, hair and clothes are all burned, and he looks embarrassed.
Suddenly, Zhu Mengchun felt a heavy blow to his chest, and then flew upside down and fell under the ring.
"In this game, Murphy won. ”
After hearing the referee announce his victory, Murphy fainted before he could rejoice.
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