The ring chosen by Mo Zhong was on the very side, very inconspicuous, and the guard was a strong man, muscular, with bare arms, and a shirt made of linen was put over his body, which had been worn out a little, revealing a hole. "Hey! Another kid wants to pick up a bargain!" Someone laughed softly, but he saw a lot of boys who wanted to pick up a bargain being thrown out of it, although it was the most marginal ring, and the one guarding the ring was not a character to be messed with! The man who guarded the ring was called Iron Wolf, and he was a famous boxer in a small area, and he was nicknamed Iron Hand, but he was a well-known man, who was still unmarried, and he must have come to try his luck. "Hey, boy, are you here to challenge my mother?" Iron Wolf scratched his head, looked at Mo Zhong and laughed, Mo Chong's small body is a person with no combat power, is it funny to go to the ring?" "Have you reached that realm?" Mo Chong asked lightly, even if he didn't break through to the Gang Qi Realm, but he was beaten by a tigress of the Gang Qi Realm every day, and he also mastered some skills that would be used in that realm, such as dark energy.

Dark energy is a very powerful martial art, or skill, and it is not a simple thing to hide one force in another and burst out when needed. Mo Zhong fights with Linglong every day, and many of them suffer from Linglong's dark energy. Mo Zhong chopped wood every day and practiced dark energy, and finally let him touch some doorways, and he was barely able to use dark energy. This little bit of improvement is not a star and a half in the palm of the stacked waves, if there is a dark energy in each palm, it can break out together after accumulating a lot, and it can severely damage the enemy. As long as the other party is not a genuine Gangqi realm powerhouse, it is impossible to defeat him.

"It's not. Iron Wolf felt a little blush inexplicably, shook his face, shook off this inexplicable blushing feeling, Iron Wolf put on a posture, ready to meet the attack. Iron Wolf has a title, called Iron Hand, and his hands are the most famous, those hands are covered with gloves of unknown material, shimmering with metallic luster and shining silver in the sun. Pieces of iron covered it, allowing him to flex his fingers freely, without showing stiffness in the hardness. Wearing a pair of iron gloves is the meticulous work of the Iron Wolf master, but it is a pity that he did not inherit his profession, but only learned a body of kung fu, which can't help but make people feel pity. The iron wolf shouted, attacked Mo Zhong first, stepped on the ground with both feet, and his body rose into the air, like an eagle pounced, pressing towards Mo Zhong from the air, Mo Zhong tilted his body, ready to give way to this attack.

"How can it be so easy!" the iron wolf shouted in the air, clapping and rubbing his hands. A sound of metal rubbing came from the two gloves, at this time Mo Zhong was in a sideways state, completely exposing his ears to the attack range of the iron wolf, the piercing sound of rubbing metal exploded in Mo Zhong's ears like an explosion, Mo Zhong seemed to have been hit by an invisible hammer, bleeding from his mouth and nose, covering his head and not knowing what to do, and squatting on the ground like this. "It's a pity that it's another one that has been shaded. There was a lot of discussion in the audience, this trick has not been used by the iron wolf, and the young man obviously doesn't know, because when the iron wolf puts his hands together, everyone covers their ears in unison, and the sound is too ugly. "Ha!" the iron wolf shouted, and after landing on the ground, he clenched his fist and punched Mo Chong, who hurriedly blocked and shook an iron fist, although he did not suffer any irreparable damage, but also retreated to the edge of the ring. "You let me go down!" "Iron Wolf laughed, the dragon walked and walked with a tiger's step, unfolded his body like a gecko swimming on a wall, and sprinted close to the ground like a gecko, one hand made a black tiger heart-digging outfit, if he caught it this time, Mo Zhong would not have a chance, and he would be knocked out of the ring directly!" "What a weird attack!" Mo Zhong shook his head, trying to shake away through that dizzy feeling, and when he saw the iron wolf attacking, he raised his hand to slap his palm, and the earthy yellow true qi slapped the iron wolf fan out.

"How is it possible!" Someone exclaimed, he knew very well how terrible the iron wolf was, how strong the amount of power needed to shake this behemoth, coupled with the inertia brought by the iron wolf's forward rush, was this young man born with divine power? Of course, Mo Zhong was not born with divine power, this was just a small skill of the Gang Qi Realm, concentrating the strength of the whole body to one point, which had been well used in his perennial chopping wood, making him very proficient. "How did you do that?" the iron wolf jumped up from the ground all of a sudden, don't look at him flying out, in fact, he didn't suffer any damage at all, he was also very surprised by the power that could knock him away, and touched his chest, although he didn't suffer any damage, it was still very uncomfortable. "I want to know, I'll tell you when I come here!" Mo Zhong had recovered at this time, and stood defiantly on the edge of the ring, as if a gust of wind could blow him out of the ring. The Iron Wolf roared and strode towards the edge of the ring.

Like a slave duel in the gladiatorial arena, both sides had their own thoughts, Mozhong was thinking about how to end the battle quickly and still retain his strength for the next battle, while Iron Wolf was thinking about the method Mozhong had used just now. Time is passing, the iron wolf quickly approached the ink weight, raised his hand to the ink weight of the heavenly spirit cover and pressed it, once the sharp claws are caught, it must be the head will break the blood flow, so that the ink weight died tragically on the spot, it seems that the iron wolf is moved to kill. "It's good!" Mo roared, steady steps, his hands were in a semicircle, and he let go of his fist on the side of his body, and the whistling wind brought up dust all over the ground through Mo Chong's clothes, and also grabbed the iron wolf's hand, and threw the iron wolf out of the way, the iron wolf man was already flying in mid-air, as long as he landed, he would lose. "How could I lose!" Iron Wolf's eyes widened, staring at the ring getting farther and farther away, reaching out and grabbing it, as if to suck the entire ring into the palm of his hand, his hand flashed with true qi, and a hook shot out in the air. Mo Zhong turned sideways to make this time unable to seize the opportunity in time, the hook was nailed into the ground, and the iron wolf grabbed the rope and pulled hard, pulling himself back to the ring, and was greeted by a constantly expanding fist. The iron wolf just wanted to get out of the way, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if he had been punched, and screamed in pain, it was too late to dodge, Mo Chong's punch directly sent him out of the ring and fell to the ground, Iron Wolf looked at Mo Zhong puzzled, he obviously didn't do it just now?

Just now, the sharp pain in the iron wolf's chest was the attack of Mo Chong's dark energy, which directly laid the victory of Mo Chong, and Mo Zhong secretly wiped his sweat, this guy is not weak, it seems that it is really a mistake to choose this ring. Sitting cross-legged in the ring, Mo Zhong began to visualize the recovery of true qi, the consumption of dark energy is not a lot of true qi at all, and it also includes the consumption of mobilizing muscle cooperation, he can only barely send out three dark energy, I am afraid that it will not be of much use at all. "He's already gone down, does anyone down there want to challenge me?" Mo Zhong stood on the stage, carrying a sword, his hands hanging down his sides, and invisibly seemed to exude a strong aura, contempt for the domineering of the world, and it actually shocked the crowd, everyone was silent, and no one stood up to oppose it. "Bell!" a gong and drum sounded, and night had quietly fallen.

In the dark of night, a clearing was lit with torches, and the roaring flames emitted a warm, brilliant glow. The icy crowd all sat around and kept warm by the fire, with one or two exceptions. Mo Zhong sat by the fire, looking at a person next to him, that person didn't seem to be very comfortable, looking at the fire with his eyes flickering, trying to move his body into the darkness, Mo Zhong looked at him, touched his nose, and asked: "Friend, you don't seem to be very comfortable, do you want me to find you a Langzhong?" The man seemed to be frightened, and jumped up, and ran away as well, and Mo Zhong shrugged his shoulders, but did not care, and glanced at the middle, where, in the very center of the flames, there was a high wooden platform, on which Linglong was standing. The fiery red qi and the flames complemented each other, and a red vermilion bird seemed to burst out of the flames, rushing into the sky, and suddenly exploded, turning into a rain of light in the sky, everyone applauded, and Linglong shouted on the high platform: "Eat! My friends! Please enjoy this night!"