"Roar !!" A terrible beast roar resounded throughout the Lifeng Holy Courtyard, after the beast roared, the huge square became very quiet, and only the sound of everyone's own breathing could be heard, so quiet that everyone could only look at Xia Houyue's huge body like a spirit beast and trembled in pain, so quiet that everyone suddenly felt that this bright day was a little terrifying.

People watched Xia Houyue slap at Yue Mochen with his beastly giant palm, and they thought that they would be able to see Yue Mochen being slapped flat in the next moment, but two sword qi flashed in the air, and in an instant, the originally powerful giant palm flew back with blood!

Everyone opened their mouths wide, but they forgot to exclaim, and their faces were full of incredulity.

However, Yue Mochen didn't have time to pay attention to everyone's feelings, and his feelings continued.

"Not broken?"

Looking at the giant palm that was just blood, Yue Mochen had some meaning: "Is there anything else missing?"

Gently closed his eyes, recalling the shot just now, an indescribable strange light suddenly appeared, enveloping Yue Mochen's body, circulating on the surface of his body, exuding a violent and sharp aura.

In the audience, some swordsmen were surprised to find that as the light on Yue Mochen's body rose, the long sword in his hand was secretly vibrating!

Even some of the higher-ranking swords made an excited sword sound in their sheaths!

When have everyone seen such a formation? Therefore, this scene attracted everyone's attention, and even Dugu Cheng on the rostrum stood up in a gaffe: "Communication Wanjian?"

Xia Houyue's face was covered with thick scale armor, making it difficult to see the expression, but the original battle intent in those giant eyes had disappeared, replaced by an instinctive jealousy, he stared at Yue Mochen who was wrapped in strange light, and did not take the step of attacking.

The two worshippers of the Xia Hou family suddenly realized that they did not overestimate Xia Houyue, but they underestimated Yue Mochen, so at this moment, they no longer knew whether they should worry about their young master.

But the person concerned, Yue Mochen, was not aware of the horror of the outside world at all, and was still immersed in his feelings, and the light on his body was sometimes strong and weak, sometimes the light surged, and sometimes soft.

After a while, Yue Mochen opened his eyes again, and there was no light flashing, but it was so deep that it was frightening.

The ten thousand swords in the audience had stopped shaking, and the scene fell into silence again, Xia Houyue's heart was slightly cold, and he tried to punch.

"Shocking Fist!"

The body, which had risen to four meters away, rushed forward violently, and with a "Peng" sound, the stone slab on the ground left a spider-web-like crack.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the fist that was several circles bigger than a human head broke through the air and struck, with a momentum that shook the sky and the earth, and came in front of Yue Mochen!

"Sword up!"

Yue Mochen did not retreat but advanced, his right hand swiped forward, and a beautiful but sharp sword aura appeared in mid-air, with the sharp intent of cutting through nothingness, and slashed directly towards the giant fist!

"Boom!"

A loud boom sounded, and blood splattered on the spot!

I saw jet-black scale armor flying, and a huge figure flew out upside down, but the body was already mutilated.

Xia Houyue's huge body slammed into the audience, but his right arm fell on the stage, and a neat gap in his right arm was spraying blood outward.

Looking at Yue Mochen on the stage with a dull gaze, a trace of unwillingness flashed on Xia Houyue's face, but then, his body couldn't help but tremble, an earthy yellow light flashed, and his body was slowly shrinking.

Battered, he could no longer maintain his state of beasthood, which also meant that the victory in this game had slipped to Yue Mochen's side.

"I throw in the towel!"

Xia Houyue, who was in his original state, said, he pressed the wound on his right arm with his left hand, but the blood still couldn't stop flowing out, and his face became more and more pale.

Seeing this, Yue Mochen's figure flashed, picked up Xia Houyue's right arm, which was also restored to its original form, and swept towards the stage.

"Go and pick it up, it's too late, it may affect your future development. Yue Mochen took the broken arm and handed it to Xia Houyue.

Xia Houyue took his arm, nodded, and said, "See you next time, I won't lose to you!"

After speaking, he refused the support of the two clansmen and turned his head to leave.

"Then I'm looking forward to that day!" Yue Mochen smiled faintly, watching the other party leave.

Next, it's time for the finals.

Mo Buping, against Yue Mochen.

Whoever defeats the opponent will be able to win the championship of this exchange conference, and the two have not yet taken the stage, and the audience has set off an unprecedented upsurge.

The two contestants each had supporters and forgot to shout their names.

The rest time stipulated by the conference has passed, and the two took the stage one after another in the midst of the long-awaited cheers.

Looking at the familiar face opposite, Yue Mochen smiled slightly sarcastically, and said secretly, the two people who came to the end were not the ones who appeared with their real identities, and they had a hanging identity, but Yue Moyu on the opposite side was already uneven.

This is not uneven, it is definitely one of the people Yue Mochen wants to kill the most, but in order not to startle the snake and disrupt Duguhe's plan, Yue Mochen must not kill him here.

Perhaps sensing Yue Mochen's restrained killing intent, Mo Buping glanced at Yue Mochen suspiciously, his eyes twitched, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The referee on the side looked at the two of them and said, "Are you ready?"

The two nodded, but never took their eyes off each other, and the battle was about to break out!

"Alright!

After the referee got the response of the two, he immediately announced the start of the game, and then stepped aside, with Mo Buping's experience in the last game, so he didn't retreat too far, only stayed on the side and was secretly on guard, ready to shoot at any time, for fear that Mo Buping would change the direction of the opponent's attack again, causing innocent casualties.

However, Yue Mochen and the two did not tear each other apart at the beginning as everyone thought, but still stood in place, looking at each other.

"You can't win, for the sake of your fellow students of the Wind Leaving Academy, you admit defeat, after entering the Endless Island, you will have benefits. ”

Mo Buping looked at Yue Mochen and said, he also had no intention of making a move, as if he wanted to persuade Yue Mochen to admit defeat.

"I think I'll have more benefits if I win the championship. Yue Mochen replied with a smile, but secretly doubted in his heart.

Mo Buping shook his head with a smile, with a regretful expression: "You are a genius, you shouldn't be so short-sighted, the reward of the champion is just a drop in the bucket for the benefits of the Endless Island, are you sure you want to reject me?"

Yue Mochen turned a blind eye, took out an ordinary long sword from the Weaving Sky Ring, and said to himself: "I'm used to grasping visible victories!"

The meaning is obvious, I just want to beat you now!