After a long period of attack, Ning Chengfeng found that the tentative wind blade was no threat to Mo De, and there was no need to even move his steps, let alone let this Mo brother leak a flaw.

Rubbing out a wind bomb in his hand again, this projectile was smaller than the previous three, but it was also more condensed. Ning Chengfeng sandwiched it between the three wind blades and shot it together, and then his whole body tensed, ready to seize the gap where Mo De could not deal with it properly.

Seeing that Mo De swung his palm again and struck at the three staggered wind blades, Ning Chengfeng smiled, the breeze under his feet exerted force, and his round body suddenly attacked in front of Mo De.

If the big test results are true, then the physical fitness of this Mode brother may be ridiculously strong, so he must be very careful when he is close to him, and only when he leaks a flaw in the empty door can he step forward to make up for it.

Or is it limited by the realm of the body. If you can successfully complete the second awakening and break through to the realm of control, then your attack method will not be as single as it is now.

The alien son gathered on Ning Chengfeng's right hand and entangled wildly, spinning and stirring on the surface of the fist of his right hand.

Mo had to wave his hand again and slap at the three wind blades that attacked, still calculating in his mind when the duel would end, after all, the lecture he wanted to attend would start in a while.

The palm of his hand tore through three thin wind blades, but he touched another round thing behind it.

It seems that this Ning brother's offensive is starting to change.

With a smile on his lips, he gently crushed the wind bomb, letting the howling wind engulf his body.

"Brother Mo, be careful with this next blow!" Ning Chengfeng burst into a shout, then broke into the wheal and swung his right fist fiercely.

The gale was swallowing, and the fist burst out, Ning Chengfeng's punch tore through the whistling wind field created by the previous projectile, and swept towards Mo De with great force.

"Okay." A faint response sounded, and I saw Mo De's figure appear from the howling wind, except for the horns of the hunting clothes dancing with the wind, the previous wind bomb did not seem to have a greater impact on Mo De.

Stretching out his left hand in front of him, Mo De did not take the initiative to attack, but waited for Ning Chengfeng's punch to come with a vertical palm.

Mo De's calmness surprised Ning Chengfeng, but the arrow was ready to fly, and he had to send it.

Two clouds of wind erupted behind Ning Chengfeng, accelerating his figure again.

A punch hit the outstretched palm of Morde, and the gale, which had been compressed and condensed to the extreme, burst out and exploded at the junction of the fists.

The moment he hit the target, Ning Chengfeng only felt that his punch seemed to hit the towering rock wall, and the palm that Mo De stretched out was like an eternal mountain range without waves, but the force of the recoil directly lifted his fat body out.

In addition to being shocked, Ning Chengfeng in mid-air smashed several temporarily condensed wheals one after another, and then he could not stop his body castration, and barely fell back to the ground before hitting the wall.

"It's okay." When his feet fell back to the ground, and when Ning Chengfeng was still staggered back by the aftermath, a big hand caressed his shoulders and helped him defuse the impact.

I don't know when, Mo De has already come behind Ning Chengfeng.

Mo had already been prepared to catch Ning Chengfeng to prevent this guy from being too shocked by his own moves.

Looking at Ning Chengfeng, who was bending over and panting violently, Mo De suddenly felt that he should put more water in it.

Ning Chengfeng finally calmed down the chaotic aura in his body, and looked up at Mo De with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

It seems that Brother Mo's position as the leader of the big evaluation is not mixed with any moisture inside.

"Are you still here?" Mo De saw that Ning Chengfeng had adjusted, so he asked out loud.

Although I don't know the purpose of Ning Chengfeng's appointment with him, since he has already agreed, he has to let the other party fight well.

"No, no, no." Ning Chengfeng hurriedly waved his hand and said.

How to fight, the punch he used with all his might, the opponent just stretched out a hand and easily blocked it, and the force of the recoil almost sent him away. If he punches Mo Delai a few more times, I'm afraid that if the opponent's hand hasn't raised sore, his body won't be able to bear it first.

"This time I want to try your combat power, Brother Mo, since it is far superior to me, then there is no point in continuing to fight." Ning Chengfeng said to Mo De with a wry smile.

Since he was able to be among the winter camps of the different management committees, Ning Chengfeng's talent was naturally very amazing. Moreover, he was able to suppress Ning Muyu in a state of rage, and his personal strength was naturally the best among his peers.

However, compared to the monster in front of him, Ning Chengfeng knew the difference in strength between the two. It's not that he's too weak, it's that this guy is a little over-specified.

Besides, this Brother Mo should only be a sophomore in high school, and he is still younger than himself.

"A little better, a little better." Mo had to scratch his head and said with some embarrassment.

"Being too modest is also a kind of show-off." Ning Chengfeng no longer entangled the other party's strength, but instead teased.

Mo De's strength was beyond his cognition, but it would not make Ning Chengfeng feel envious and jealous.

Everyone has their own karma, and if you keep staring at the backs of others running wildly, you will only not be able to walk the road under your feet.

Before the time to rent the war room arrived, Ning Chengfeng and Mo De simply sat on the ground and continued to chat here.

"Brother Mo, do you really only have to suffer from the body?" The topic went around and around, returning to cultivation, although he was not envious, but Ning Chengfeng still asked Mo De with some curiosity. Based on his feelings, the strength of this guy has far surpassed the scope of a stranger.

"It's a real late stage of the body." Mo had to pat his chest and said confidently. "But I'm probably a little bit better physically than my peers."

It's said that excessive modesty is a kind of show-off, Brother Mo, you can't do it all the time, right?

"You can have such a strong physique at this age, Brother Mo, you are really talented." Ning Chengfeng recalled the short fight just now, but he had to be too comfortable.

"Talent...... Mo had to scratch his cheek, and didn't take the other party's praise.

Because his strong physique was not innate, but in that hell, he exchanged everything he had.

Today's Ning Muyu and the original self can be said to be two extremes.

A person is infected by extreme emotion, and a person does not have the slightest so-called feelings.

At the beginning, he was like a machine that accepted orders and executed programs. It wasn't until he met Li Changsheng that he slowly re-painted the feelings he should have as a human on the blank paper with nothing.

Although in some emotional aspects, Mo De is still very dull.

But it's much better than it was at the beginning. Now he can be called a complete "person".