Chapter 857: One Fist and One Palm
Lao Mo waited for a long time to come to the stage.
At this time, I can't help but be a little excited.
In the face of Wang Qi, who used to find fault with us, there was no friendly attitude.
At the same time, the audience under the ring noticed Lao Mo.
Except for a small number of people, they know that Lao Mo is very strong.
Most of them don't know each other, or even see them.
"Who is this kid? Wanshoutang, haven't you heard of it? ”
"Who knows, dare to challenge the king flag. It's not to go up and send it, but it's a little bit of strength. ”
"It doesn't feel like it's a show, Wang Qi is too strong."
"Well, twenty rounds at most, this one is called Mo or something, and you have to lose!"
“……”
Under the ring, many people are not optimistic about Lao Mo, thinking that he is not Wang Qi's opponent at all.
Wang Qi in the ring also said with disdain:
"Boy, you're a dick? He came up empty-handed. ”
"Hit you, you don't need a weapon at all!"
Lao Mo was still contemptuous.
"Hubris.
Neither will I take advantage of you, lest I dishonor my prestige. ”
After speaking, Wang Qi also threw away the peachwood sword in his hand.
In the next second, Wang Qi snorted coldly, and his whole body surged
In an instant, ripples rippled.
Xuandan's early cultivation.
A strong sense of oppression kept coming to Moting.
The whole person rushed over towards Lao Mo.
It's very fast.
Lao Mo saw the other party rushing over, and he also greeted him directly.
At the same time, Wang Qi's left hand was sealed.
There was a low roar in his mouth:
"Dragon Tiger Fist! Chi! ”
Wang Qi roared and punched out.
In an instant, Wang Qi's right hand burst into a fist.
Throughout the fist, there was a burst of spell light.
The Gang Qi condensed on the fist, and it appeared extremely powerful.
Behind the Wang Banner, golden phantoms of dragon patterns and tiger stripes emerged.
This is the secret technique of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, Dragon and Tiger Fist.
The people around him were all surprised when they saw it.
"Oh my God! It's the secret technique of Dragon Tiger Mountain! ”
"With a spell attached, this punch can easily break the stone mill."
"Wang Qi came up and used such a secret technique, that kid called Mo what, there must be no fun."
“……”
Many people around were surprised and their eyes widened.
The seniors on the subjective stage also nodded slightly.
At Wang Qi's age, he can exert the power of Dragon and Tiger Fist.
There is a reason why he was called the first person of the younger generation of Daomen before.
But as an opponent, Moting didn't take him seriously at all.
The corners of his mouth even showed a sneer.
Lao Mo did not retreat, but advanced, took a step forward, and made a fist posture with a bow.
"I'll go, that kid is crazy. I want to fight Wang Qi!"
"Dragon and Tiger Fist is a secret technique, not an ordinary smashing fist.
Within the same level, there is basically no same secret technique, and it can be used against the Dragon and Tiger Fist. ”
"Hey! Loose cultivation is casual cultivation, maybe he hasn't heard of Dragon and Tiger Fist!
I'm afraid I'll have to lie down for this move. ”
“……”
Many people shook their heads, and those who just thought that Lao Mo could insist on twenty moves shook their heads slightly.
Even some of the older generation are no longer optimistic about Lao Mo.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Qi punched out.
Hunting with the wind, the dragon roars and the tiger roars, and the power is extremely strong.
And Lao Mo slapped it with a palm.
A low cry followed by his mouth:
"Five Thunder Palms!"
As soon as the words fell, a white light suddenly appeared in the palm of Lao Mo's right hand.
The "click-click" electric current appears on the entire palm of the hand and even on the arm.
Even if Wang Qi saw it, he couldn't help but show surprise.
It's Lefa.
Lei Fa, not to mention high-level Dao techniques, is even more demanding in cultivation.
Among the thousands, there may not be one person who can practice the Thunder Method.
"Leifa, it turned out to be Leifa!"
"Oh my God! This kid actually knows how to thunder! ”
“……”
There was another exclamation below.
Even Wang Qi showed a trace of horror at this time, and he was very jealous.
But the arrow is ready to fly, and it has to be sent.
Wang Qi increased his strength even more, and he had already swung his fist.
The two of them roared at the same time:
"Broken!"
In an instant, the two of them punched and slapped together.
There was a bang, the golden light vibrated and the arc jumped.
There was a burst of gas, and it shook violently in all directions.
The dust on the ring was stirred up in an instant.
The dragon and tiger mark on Wang Qi's fist broke instantly, and the current spread down his fist to his entire arm.
"Ahh
A miserable scream sounded, and Wang Qi flew out upside down in an instant.
Many people's eyes widened and they unconsciously stood up.
It was Wang Qi, Wang Qi, the great disciple of Longhu Mountain, who was knocked down by a punch......
Looking closely, Wang Qi's face was scorched.
The green coat on his right arm was even more tattered, as if it had been burned by fire.
Wang Qi wanted to get up, but just raised his head.
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
Then he rolled his eyes, fell to the ground with a "bang", and was directly beaten to death.
For a while, the audience was in an uproar.
Those who were there looked at the ring in disbelief.
"The king, the king's banner was blown away?"
"Oh my God! Wang Qi lost the fist! ”
"Unbelievable, it's Brother Rafa."
“……”
Many of the older generation gasped when they saw it.
What they saw was not that Wang Qi had lost.
It was the thunder method that Lao Mo had just cast.
Five thunder palms.
In his twenties, he was able to perform thunder methods.
This talent, this ability, makes people jealous and envious.
The referee and paramedics quickly took the stage.
The head of Longhu Mountain, Qingshan Dao, jumped up even more, hugged Wang Qi and said nervously:
"Qi'er, Qi'er!"