In the woods not far from Mo Qing's hideout, the fifth-level fighter really instructed his men to find the power stone.

He also looked at his standings.

He is currently in the middle of the 3,000 freshmen, which is already a pretty high score.

And these energy stones, he didn't take them all for his own use, he still needed to take out some to dedicate to his eldest brother, after all, he was only a three leaders.

But in this way, he is also satisfied, and if this continues, it will not be a big problem to enter Canglang Academy.

Holding a golden bronze dragon spear in his hand, he recalled the kid he had met a few days ago.

Speaking of which, it was still the strongest fourth-level fighter he had ever seen, and it was unbelievable that he was able to escape in front of him.

And in his heart, there is still a trace of fear, you know, that day he used a dragon spear, but the opponent was barehanded.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that the fourth-level boxer was a real fighter!

If you don't take the weapon yourself, it's really hard to say whether you will win or lose that battle.

But so what? In the end, he won, and the fourth-level fighter fled in embarrassment, never daring to come back.

If he returns, then this dragon lance will once again bring him a lesson that he will never forget.

He gently wiped the dragon spear in his hand, this dragon spear is worth a lot of money, worth more than 100,000 gold coins, and fire copper is an extremely rare metal.

Those stupid people don't know the beauty of using weapons, just by fists and fists, can fists replace weapons? Obviously not.

If he has the opportunity and financial resources, he is willing to exchange his dragon spear for a celestial copper, or even a silver metal, and that day, his strength will definitely increase greatly.

As for gold-based metals, he doesn't have that much ambition and ambition yet.

Looking at the busy people around him, he had a feeling of complacency, as long as it was two more days, his junior college admission score would be almost there, and at that time, he would meet up with his eldest brother and them, and then prepare to go to the swamp area, where the power stone is really productive.

Mo Qing's fusion work had stopped, but the distraction had not stopped, he was indulging in the kinetic power while indulging in the freezing gas, and began to encircle and suppress a large mass of golden qi.

The telekinesis is soothing the spatial crack back and forth, this irritable crack is as emotionally unstable as a real person, and those golden qi are his children, not allowed to be easily touched.

Now Mo Qing's telekinesis is already very familiar here, and the crack is appeased by the movement of the telekinesis back and forth, and there is no concussion, and he is not aware of Mo Qing's conspiracy.

If Mo Qing wants to make the golden qi emanate from the top of his fist and form a ray-like attack method, the first thing to do is to gather a large mass of golden qi at a time, and a single golden qi will not have any lethality.

After all, the power of a single golden qi is too small, although it is sharp, it will not have a killing effect, at most it will be like being pricked by a needle.

A single needle prick can bear it, but what if you are pricked by a hundred needles at the same time?

Even if your endurance is strong, you will feel severe pain!

What if you are pricked with a thousand needles at the same time? I am afraid it is not a question of pain, but a question of whether you can survive.

What if it's 10,000? What about 100,000?

It's not a question of whether or not you will survive, but whether it will become a sieve.

Mo Qing's plan is to beat the opponent into a sieve.

The power of the mind began to move, and began to isolate those golden gases, and after many rounds of chasing and intercepting, a large mass of golden qi was finally successfully isolated from the spatial cracks.

At the same time, the frozen gas quickly followed, like a whale with its mouth wide open devouring a group of small fish, wrapping this mass of golden gas out of the crack and quickly transporting it to the arm.

Mo Qing felt a tingling pain in the meridians of his arm, although the meridians of his arm had passed through the golden qi many times, it was the first time that he had passed through so much.

When the golden qi leaves the spatial crack, it will disappear into invisibility in a short time, so Mo Qing's speed must be faster, faster!

But the problem still arises, that is, the problem of passing through the arm.

Mo Qing's arm meridians can currently hold up to a hundred golden qi passing through at the same time, and if there are more, they won't be able to get by.

And if you wait for a while, then the follow-up gold qi will disappear because it has been away from the crack for too long, and the previous efforts will be wasted.

Mo Qing regretted a little at this time, why didn't he fuse the arm of his right hand at the beginning? At least now he has passed a thousand eight hundred golden qi, and it is not in vain that he has come up with this boxing technique.

The temporary cramming time was a little tight, but Mo Qing still decided to test the effect of a hundred golden qi first.

This matter can only be done by Mo Qing, thinking that his distraction can do two things at the same time, appeasing the cracks here and capturing the golden qi there without delay.

A hundred pieces of golden qi were wrapped in Mo Qing again, and they were quickly transported to the fist of his right hand.

Soon, the golden qi passed through the meridians of his arm in a tingling pain, gathering on Mo Qing's fist.

And Mo Qing's target was a rock three meters away.

If the attack range of a boxing technique can't even reach three meters, then it's really not a big deal.

Success or failure, it's up to you this once!

Feeling the abundance of gold in his fist, Mo Qing took a deep breath: "Drink!"

The right fist slammed out and slammed into the rock.

A hundred rays of golden qi were like rays, sending out parallel from the pores of Mo Qing's fist!

The space between the rock and the ink blue was suddenly filled with sharp metal aura, and those golden qi cut through the space, with cyan light, and hit the rock at a rapid speed!

"Puff puff!"

Countless subtle sounds rang out, and stone chips flew on the opposite rock!

"It's done!"

Mo Qing struck a blow, and the golden qi in his fist disappeared, but three meters away in front of him, there was a white ripple, which was a stone fragment that had been beaten out by the golden qi.

Mo Qing hurriedly jumped up and came to the rock to check the situation.

On top of the rock, within a radius about the size of a fist, a fine dot spread across the surface of the stone.

The small dots are just the appearance, the real thing is that each small dot is a small hole made by the golden gas, Mo Qing made a preliminary observation, each golden gas is about half a foot deep into the stone, which shows the sharpness of this golden gas.

Mo Qing watched silently for a while, suppressed his joy, and withdrew about ten meters away again, punching again.

The depth of the punch into the stone was a little shallower, but not much shallower, and it was nearly half a foot.

It can be seen that the attack range of this golden qi is very effective within ten meters, which is enough for the current Mo Qing.

Calming down, Mo Qing began to analyze the pros and cons of this move.

"The golden qi is quite sharp, but the attack is too concentrated, half a foot into the stone, if it hits the opponent's metal armor, I am afraid that the effect will be very insignificant, if the golden qi of the fist can be dispersed a little more, covering a radius of one meter, then it is impossible for the opponent to cover the armor all over the body, in that case, the power will be much stronger. ”

"But the problem is also obvious, that is, it requires more golden qi to form that effect, at least at least five hundred golden qi!"

Mo Qing raised his head and looked at the woods in the distance, he didn't know how long that fifth-level fighter could stay in the woods, if he used it too long, the other party would be in trouble if he ran away.

Therefore, Mo Qing still has to hurry up and fuse the arm of his right hand as soon as possible, so that the meridians in the arm will be more tenacious, so that more golden qi can pass through the arm at one time.

His initial goal is to pass five hundred golden qi at a time, so that the golden qi can disperse the attack, forming a scatter-like effect, so that the opponent has nothing to hide!

"This guy with a gun, you must hold on for a few more days, don't let this upcoming battle be too boring!"

Mo Qing thought to himself, sitting down again, he wanted to achieve his goal in one day and one night!

Unprecedentedly, the soon-to-be-born Golden Qi Fist is about to shine in Mo Qing's hands, and the first unlucky guy to be tried by Mo Qing is the fifth-level boxer with a spear in his hand.