The water rushed to Mo Lun's body, like hitting a huge rock, the rapid water spread in all directions, and now Mo Lun has come to a position of fifteen meters, his steps have not stopped, he is still so steady, but the speed has slowed down, there is nothing abnormal in his body, and even his breathing is very stable.

Fourteen meters! Thirteen meters! Compared with himself, the speed is slow, but compared to other people in this position, the speed is still very fast, ten meters! He can already rank fifth, can he still advance? Not only can he move forward, but the speed is not much slower, nine meters! Everyone is paying attention to Mo Lun's performance, because he has only been in the Panlong Sect for two months, and a month ago, he has made a great event that caused a sensation in the Panlong Sect, and all the disciples want to see how strong this guy named Xia Yuan is.

"Can he surpass me?" Xia Shihuo was also paying attention to Mo Lun's performance, in the first round, although he won the first place, he didn't pull Xia Yuan down much, one first, one third, he always thought that Xia Yuan relied on luck to kill Elder Duan Changqing, and also relied on luck to prevent the capture of the Duan family's four tigers. If it weren't for Qin Xian, he would have died in the hands of the Punishment Department, and he also had to see how much energy Xia Yuan had.

Mo Lun gave Xia Shihuo's answer with action, and his footsteps did not stop at all, eight meters, seven meters, still continuing, six meters! Everyone widened their eyes, opened their mouths wide, and silently watched Mo Lun walk step by step towards the direction of the dragon's head. Five meters! had already caught up with Xia Shihuo, but still did not show fatigue, the footsteps continued, four meters! First! The nine people of the Star Sect shouted out in unison. It was like a bolt from the blue in the square. It shook everyone's heart. The first one is not Xia Shihuo, but a guy named Xia Yuan.

Mo Lun still didn't mean to stop, three meters, two meters! Now he couldn't see Mo Lun's face clearly, his chest was full of mist, and his chest was faintly concave a little, Mo Lun stood two meters away, motionless, he spread his arms. It seems to be welcoming the baptism of the rapids. There is no suspense anymore, the first one is none other than Xia Yuan, who stayed at least thirty breaths at the two-meter position, Mo Lun chose to leave, calmly walked out of the rapids, and raised his hand to signal to the test elder.

Boom! The light curtain that shrouded the dragon's head disappeared in an instant. "Xia Yuan, first! Xia Yuan first!" The moment the light curtain was removed, the entire square was boiling, especially the nine people of the Star Sect, they didn't think of this senior brother of their own. was able to rank first in this competition, which was something that the Star Sect had never encountered in a hundred years. Xia Yuan is also a genius that the Star Sect has not encountered in a hundred years. The people of the other sects were also happy with the achievements of Molun, and another new star was born.

"I would like to announce the results of this competition, the first place, Xia Yuan of Xingzong, with a score of two meters and a time of thirty breaths, the second place, Xia Shihuo of Tianzong, a score of five meters, a time of twenty breaths, the third place Lin Mucheng, a score of seven meters, a time of ten breaths, the fourth place of Ri Tianguang, a score of eight meters, a time of fifteen breaths, and a ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~" After the test elder announced, he then announced: " Next, we will test the strength of the freehand strike, and the results of this competition will be combined with the results just now as the final result of today. ”

On the east side of the competition just now, there are twenty bells in turn, each bell is smelted with different materials, and these bells are defensive spiritual weapons, the people participating in the competition do not use spiritual power, directly hit these bells with their palms, who leaves the deepest handprints on the bells, who is the winner. If the player in front of him breaks the bell, replace it with an identical bell. After clarifying the rules of the competition, the test elder announced that the competition had begun.

The first to appear was Ning Caijun of Renzong, a woman who looked a little strong, at first glance she was a female man, I saw her walk to the prescribed boundary, and she didn't see how to prepare, stretched out her right hand and slapped it directly to the first big bell, hum! As soon as the palm touched the big bell, there was a buzzing sound, the big bell kept trembling, and the buzzing sound crossed the entire square, and the buzzing sound of the big bell could be heard on the distant Panlong Mountain.

"Wow! that's amazing!" the people around applauded the woman's palm, and there was a clear handprint on the surface of the big clock, but the handprint was not very deep.

The second person to appear was Xia Shihuo, he stretched out his hand and slapped the first bell, and he didn't see how hard he was, but when his palm was withdrawn, the sound continued, and the surface of the bell cracked with the palm as the center, forming a reticulated pattern, and the reticulated pattern quickly spread throughout the bell, and then with a bang, the bell shattered along the traces of the reticulation.

"Senior Brother is mighty! Senior Brother is mighty!" The disciples of Tianzong shouted excitedly when they saw Xia Shihuo smashing the big bell. Mo Lun was also observing Xia Shihuo's actions, he knew that the big bell just now was made of ordinary metal, and the degree of toughness was not too strong, and the next few big bells were mixed with very tough pure gold, for example, the third bell was mixed with Poole pure gold, the seventh bell was mixed with Yutian pure gold, the twelfth bell also had the shadow of Da Luo pure gold, the seventeenth big bell also had generalized pure gold, and the last big bell was the most tenacious Yundu pure gold that Mo Lun knew. There are still many things that Mo Lun didn't see, and the Panlong Sect must have mixed different levels of tenacity of pure gold into each big bell to test the disciple's ability to strike with his bare hands without using spiritual power.

Just as Mo Lun was thinking, Xia Shihuo had already broken six bells in a row, and even the bells mixed with Poole Adamantite were smashed by his effortless palm. "It is worthy of being the first disciple of the Panlong Sect, and his strength is actually so strong. Even Mo Lun admired Xia Shihuo a little. Xia Shihuo's final result was to break the eleventh bell and leave a deep palm print on the twelfth bell, but Xia Shihuo's palms were all red in color, and blood oozed from some places.

In the next competition, many people directly smashed the bell, and a disciple of the Earth Sect named Huang Bingxu actually smashed fifteen bells, which was impressive. Lin Mucheng also smashed the thirteen bells, temporarily ranking second. Xia Shihuo became the third.

Mo Lun played in the middle position, and his appearance still caused a sensation, after all, he was the champion of the last game, and he was also competing physique, and many people were very optimistic about this guy named Xia Yuan.

Mo Lun walked to the front of the big bell, there was no preparation process, he stretched out his hand and slapped the big bell, his palm was broken until the bell was broken, without the slightest pause, he smashed ten big bells in one breath, his chest rose and fell slightly, his face was slightly flushed, Mo Lun stood there, gasped slightly, his body shook, and a colorful light mark appeared on his body, and his skin turned from white to red, and then from red to bronze, and from bronze to gold.

"What is this guy doing? Isn't it impossible to use spiritual power here, how can his body change?" As long as anyone who looks at Mo Lun can see the changes in Mo Lun's body, many people still think that Mo Lun used spiritual power, but after the test elder glanced at Mo Lun, he never looked at Mo Lun again.

After two breaths, Mo Lun slapped the eleventh bell with his palm, and the other players were all looking at Mo Lun, they all wanted to see what this guy was doing, but when Mo Lun's palm touched the big bell, everyone was dumbfounded, Mo Lun almost shot with both palms, and the left and right palms hit different bells, the big bell shattered in response, and the fragments were more fragmented than the first bell, and then Mo Lun did not stop at all, the palms continued to exert force, and the big bell mixed with different fine gold was like a very thin ice chip in front of Mo Lun, which was broken with one blow, and it was effortless。 His palms were like a layer of indestructible weapon, and his hands were still golden hands, without any change.

All the disciples were dumbfounded, and their mouths opened into European shapes, what kind of strength is this, even a sixth-level demonic beast can be killed by this guy with one punch, if you add spiritual power, wouldn't it be an eighth-level demonic beast? He is strong, it is the toughest defensive bell smelted from pure gold that I know so far, when the nineteenth bell is finished, Mo Lun stopped, and there is no more calculation of reaching out, if all these bells are broken, the Panlong Sect is also a big loss, even if they are not all broken, no one can surpass him.

The competition of the disciples in the back was also carried out in a tense and exciting scene, but due to Mo Lun's wonderful performance, it was obvious that no one who watched the excitement took these into account, and there were also brilliant people who appeared, a guy named Tian Ze, skinny, but extremely strong in physical fitness, and he also broke sixteen bells in one go, and he actually ranked second, and Mo Lun's nineteen bells were not able to catch up until the end, ranking first.

There were two competitions in one day, and the comprehensive rankings of these two competitions have been announced, Mo Lun ranked first, Lin Mucheng actually ranked second, and the third place was Ritianguang ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~.

Back to his residence, Mo Lun locked himself up, today's competition is all about Mo Lun's own quality, and there is no skill at all, but tomorrow's competition depends on who moves fast, but Mo Lun vaguely felt a little, in tomorrow's speed competition, the strength of the divine sense may be able to occupy a certain advantage, so Mo Lun locked himself in the divine consciousness amplification furnace, and constantly cultivated his divine sense. (To be continued......)