Mo Xuan agreed, and let Mo Qing accept Yang Liufeng's challenge, which surprised some people, but many of the Mo family's first-generation and second-generation figures didn't say anything, obviously they understood what it was for.

Mo Qing doesn't understand, and he doesn't need to understand, now that Yang Liufeng has come out to challenge, then he can take the fight, and the other party claims to be able to control his ability at the stage of a fourth-level boxer, so Mo Qing is really not afraid of him.

Yang Zhihuan said to Yang Liufeng: "Be careful, don't use your spiritual power, and don't exert too much force. ”

"Grandpa rest assured, grandson knows it. ”

Yang Liufeng walked to the center of the test hall, raised his hand, stretched out a finger, and hooked Mo Qing: "Come on, kid, let's play." ”

As soon as this action with an insulting surname came out, the people around the Mo family were all unhappy.

But no one came out to say anything, but watched Mo Qing's reaction.

Mo Qing was also unhappy, but his face did not show it, but he turned his head to take a look, and saw that there was a fruit bowl in the position of a Mo Renxiong next to him, and there were several green fruits that were special products of the Cangmang Continent in it.

Mo Qing casually picked up a green fruit and threw it directly at Yang Liufeng.

Yang Liufeng was a little surprised, and reached out to catch Qingguo: "What are you doing?"

"Oh, I thought you were hungry and gave you something to eat, but unfortunately there is no meat or bones, so it may not be to your liking, so I'll use some. ”

The people around him first froze for a moment, and then they couldn't help laughing, Mo Qing, this kid has changed a lot during this time, and if he is the two of them before, not only has his strength improved, but he has also learned badly.

Even Yang Daier, who had been silent, couldn't help laughing.

When she smiled, the frost on her face thawed, like a hundred flowers blooming, and the colors around her seemed to be brighter, which immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Yang Liufeng knew that he had been tricked by Mo Qing, his face was pale, and he casually threw Qingguo aside: "The kid is quite arrogant, it seems that I chose to fight with you It's right, today I will teach you how far a fourth-level boxer can go!"

Mo Qing walked in front of Yang Liufeng at this time: "It's just right, I also want you to know that eighth-level fighters sometimes can't do many things, such as easily cleaning up my fourth-level." ”

The two men face each other, and the people around them flash out far away, leaving room for them.

Yang Liufeng faced Mo Qing and raised three fingers: "Thirty seconds! Boy, I only use the ability of a fourth-level boxer, if you can hold on for thirty seconds, even if you win!"

"Just let the horses come!"

Before Mo Qing's words fell, Yang Liufeng suddenly took a sideways step forward, quickly approaching Mo Qing, his fists trembling like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, making it impossible to tell which hand he was about to shoot for a while.

"Look at the boxing technique I learned from the poisonous snake, rest assured that this is not a boxing technique, but I learned it at the fourth-level boxer stage, and it is enough to deal with you!"

The fists shook frequently, and Yang Liufeng was about to make a move!

The people of the Mo family over there all looked solemn, especially the Mo Xian and Mo Feng among the three generations.

They know Yang Liufeng, they have seen this kind of boxing method before, and Mo Feng has even suffered a loss in this kind of boxing method, so he naturally knows that it is powerful.

This kind of punch is more weird, not to win with a violent punch, but to make a cold punch, so that you can't guard against it, every punch can be real, every punch can also be fake, true and false, it is difficult to distinguish.

Mo Qing was unmoved, watching Yang Liufeng attack, he directly put on a defensive posture.

Yang Liufeng's body shook, and then his left hand suddenly punched from the side, going straight to Mo Qing's soft underbelly!

Mo Qing pressed down with his right hand and directly blocked Yang Liufeng's punch.

False Fist!

The left hand suddenly retreated, and the right hand hit again with a hook!

Mo Qing raised his left hand and defended again!

It's still a false fist!

Yang Liufeng's hands are like two poisonous snakes, attacking left and right, but he is very flexible, sometimes real punches, sometimes fake punches, so that you have to defend, the speed is dazzling!

But he has always adhered to the rules, his strength and speed are well controlled, and the surrounding Mo family can clearly see that he is indeed fighting with the ability of a fourth-level boxer.

"Bang bang!"

The real and false fists are dizzying, but Mo Qing's defense is also very stable, and he has not been hit by Yang Liufeng.

Although Yang Liufeng's offensive was fast, the more he fought, the more frightened he became.

Mo Qing's defense is too amazing, no matter where Yang Liufeng punches from, Mo Qing can accurately defend in place, and the speed of the two is comparable, Yang Liufeng feels as if facing two people on defense, and the other party is not confused by his fake punch at all, no matter how he stops.

Time passed second by second, Yang Liufeng's fake punches were the majority, and the real punches didn't hit out a few times at all, not that he didn't want to punch, but that Mo Qing's defense was born to restrain his true and false punches.

"The stinky boy still has two hits, it seems that I underestimate you, then I don't have to keep my hands!"

Yang Liufeng saw that this kind of boxing method could not work, so he immediately changed his moves, clenched his fists, and became fierce!

"This is a tiger crashing fist! Just like a tiger descending a mountain, a fourth-level boxer can send out a punch that is a five-level fighter! You can't resist it!"

More than ten seconds have passed, and Yang Liufeng said loudly, naturally he couldn't be ashamed, and he used his real skills.

"The tiger collapses in one step!"

He strode forward, punched the middle, and hit Mo Qing with a fierce punch!

"Shake the spiral!"

Yang Liufeng's attack is very fierce, Mo Qing knows that this kind of punch can't dodge, there are few exquisite body techniques, the more you dodge the other party, the more you chase and fight, only play with you to attack, and beat his arrogance back!

With a shake of his left fist, Mo Qing's spiral energy rushed out, and he punched Yang Liufeng!

"Bang!"

Mo Qing's body retreated, feeling a strong surge, the other party really didn't lie, this way of punching out of the fist collapse does have a strong instantaneous explosive power, even if you use the power of a fourth-level boxer, you can send out a punch that is comparable to that of a fifth-level boxer!

Yang Liufeng was not easy, Mo Qing's spiral stabbed his arm numb, but he still saw Mo Qing's retreat, and he had the advantage.

"The tiger collapsed in two steps!"

He switched to a left-handed punch, crossed forward, and threw another punch!

"Shake the spiral!"

Mo Qing still punched with his left hand, and punched again!

"Boom!"

The people around me felt that their scalps were numb, why was Mo Qing so tough, he actually fought against others, didn't he know how to hide?

Mo Qing stepped back again, and although Yang Liufeng also felt pain in his left hand, he still strode forward and punched with his right hand again.

"The tiger collapsed in three steps! Boy, you lost!"

Mo Qing's eyes narrowed, and he finally raised his right fist, and the spiral strength poured into his arm, and a punch blasted out!

The tiger collapsed fist, as the pace progressed, one punch was better than one punch, this third punch, Yang Liufeng's last punch, was very powerful, and the strength of the fourth level was even comparable to the early stage of the sixth level, and he believed that Mo Qing would never be able to resist it.

The people around them held their breath, and if this punch continues, they may have to decide the winner!

Yang Dai'er didn't blink, staring closely at the battle between the two, and there was no tendency on her face.

"Boom!"

This time, not only Mo Qing retreated, but Yang Liufeng also took two steps back!

The muscles of his arm were beating slightly, and Yang Liufeng felt that the fist was hot, as if he was not fighting with Mo Qing just now, but hitting the stone!

The third step of the Tiger Collapse Fist, the real stone, I am afraid that it will also be broken, but Mo Qing is safe and sound!

His face was very ugly, because of the time, thirty seconds had passed!

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Yang Liufeng said to Mo Qing: "Boy, you are good, you can actually block my tiger collapse fist, which proves that you still have some ability, and it is worth my wholehearted action." ”

Unexpectedly, Mo Qing didn't eat him at all, and interrupted before he finished speaking: "Don't talk nonsense, thirty seconds have passed, now it's my turn to make a move!"

"What? Didn't you just make a move?"

"That's playing with you, now is the beginning of the real battle, come on, hold on for twenty seconds and you'll win!"

Mo Qing said this, but the person did not stop, rushed straight to Yang Liufeng, and at the same time stretched out two fingers and gestured, meaning to defeat the other party in twenty seconds.

"What a arrogant fellow! I won't be able to teach you a lesson!"

Yang Liufeng was furious, he didn't defeat Mo Qing within thirty seconds just now, which already annoyed him in his heart, but he didn't expect the other party to take himself in his eyes.

But when the two fought again, Yang Liufeng suddenly understood, it turned out that Mo Qing really didn't go all out just now.

The two fists are like flying, different from Yang Liufeng's attack, Mo Qing's attack is all-round without dead ends, punches, feet, knees, elbows, etc., the parts that can be used can be attacked, and there is no obstacle between the conversions, and fighting with him alone is like fighting with two people.

After three or five fights, Yang Liufeng was extremely embarrassed.

In the face of Mo Qing's crazy offensive, he was scared, if he continued like this, he would definitely be defeated by Mo Qing!

However, he couldn't use more strength and speed than a fourth-level fighter, and he didn't want to lose, so he used a punch that he was proud of!

"Punch!"

The fist was shot, and a sharp whistling sound pierced Mo Qing's mind!

Mo Xuan heard this voice, stood up from the chair, and said to Yang Zhihuan: "Your grandson actually used spiritual power to deal with Mo Qing, how can you say this!?"