"It seems that you are really stupid to kick, are you addicted to kicking?" Ling Ze smiled disdainfully, not saving Han Mo face at all.

Han Mo ignored Ling Ze's words, his gaze gradually became calm, and then his body suddenly moved, and his body shot out like a ghost.

Ling Ze couldn't help frowning when he saw this, he felt that Han Mo seemed to have changed a little differently just now, and as for what was different, he didn't know what was different.

"Do you dare to face it head-on?" Ling Ze said impatiently, and then threw out another kick, but this time Ling Ze kept an eye on it, the last time he suffered a loss, the same time naturally will not go to the second time.

Sure enough, Han Mo cleverly dodged away again, Ling Ze had long expected that Han Mo would suddenly turn around, and the kick thrown out suddenly fell down, and then bombarded the ground heavily, and with the help of the rebound force, he turned back the same way.

Han Mo shouted a quick kick, his eyes gradually became calm, and the next moment when Han Mo's eyes were calm, the originally fast kick actually became like slow motion in Han Mo's eyes, which was very weird.

"Whoosh~"

Ling Ze's seemingly fast and sudden kick was dodged by Han Mo, not only Ling Ze, but everyone under the ring was surprised, and they didn't see how Han Mo dodged.

"Damn, this Han Mo is too lucky, he can dodge such an attack. ”

"What do you know, didn't you see that Han Mo's face didn't shake a little, people are sure, you really think it's always luck. ”

It is natural to see with a clear eye that the many seemingly coincidental dodges are too coincidental, so clever that they can no longer be linked to coincidences.

Han Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he punched Ling Ze's right shoulder.

Ling Ze couldn't stabilize his body for a while because of a kick thrown into the air, looking at Han Mo's punch, his brows couldn't help frowning, such a chance, if it was himself, he would definitely choose to attack the vital point, and Han Mo actually blasted at his right shoulder, which couldn't help but Ling Ze was puzzled for a while.

Of course, Ling Ze didn't have much room to think about it at all, and used all the strength of his body, and the fighting energy gathered to his shoulder, although his right shoulder was thrown forward heavily.

"Huh?" Ling Ze suddenly let out a loud startle, because Han Mo actually suddenly changed the trajectory of his attack, and his fist was thrown directly into Ling Ze's face, blasting Ling Ze out with a punch.

"Wow~" The audience was in an uproar, and some masters were even more surprised, because they could see it clearly.

At the moment when Han Mo's fist blasted out, everyone thought that Han Mo's attack point was Ling Ze's right shoulder, who knew that there was an exaggerated reversal halfway, and a punch hit Ling Ze's head.

Ling Ze's body staggered out, and after rolling on the ground for a while, he turned over and jumped up, at this time his right cheek was also a bright red fist mark, and a trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

"How is it possible? How did this kid do it?" Ling Ze was puzzled in his heart, he really couldn't figure out how Han Mo did it, such a powerful attack, and he could change his track halfway, which was really contrary to common sense.

Han Mo glanced at Ling Ze with a flat gaze, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his footsteps slammed on the ground again, approaching Ling Ze.

The corners of Ling Ze's mouth twitched, and the pain told him that he couldn't be careless, and after hesitating for a moment, the strength of the five-yuan intermediate martial artist burst out, and a breeze swept around with Ling Ze as the center, and suddenly his clothes flew in a chic manner, looking extremely handsome.

Han Mo's brows furrowed, but the speed of the forward rush still did not slow down, and a pair of deep eyes stared at Ling Ze tightly, taking in Ling Ze's every move.

"Drink!"

Ling Ze let out a loud shout and punched Han Mo who rushed towards him, and then his right knee also followed, completely sealing the range of Han Mo's dodge.

The corners of Han Mo's mouth couldn't help but smile, his body twisted flexibly, dodging like a water snake, and his fists struck out quickly, saying that Ling Ze was in a hurry.

"Go to Nima's. Ling Ze seemed to be angry by Han Mo, ignoring Han Mo's fist, and punched Han Mo in the chest, and at the same time, his own chest was also hit hard by Han Mo.

Both of them couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and their bodies flew upside down, grazing the ground for several meters before stopping.

Han Mo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and there was a hot pain in his chest, thanks to the protection of his blood, otherwise this punch would definitely hurt his muscles and bones.

Ling Ze rubbed his chest painfully, a hint of pride flashed on his face, obviously Han Mo was going to be hurt more than himself, under the comparison of Liliang, one yuan and five yuan were not so easy to make up.

"Han Mo, here, I'll see what you use. Ling Ze said that he twisted his steps and ran out, and once again strangled with Han Mo.

Han Mo has always been restrained, even if he can maneuver with speed, but it is not a long-term strategy, and he can't prove to collide with Ling Ze at all, otherwise he will only suffer from himself.

Ling Ze always couldn't beat Han Mo, so he chose to fight against him, ignoring Han Mo's attack, he fought against Han Mo hard, although Han Mo didn't want to, but there was no way to be suppressed by such a style of play, so he had to minimize the damage, and he bombarded Ling Ze again and again.

"These two people are too hard, aren't they just five hundred gold coins, as for it?"

"I think they are angry, and no one can get rid of it. ”

Everyone in the audience was surprised by the theory, but they all watched it energetically, and this kind of battle was enjoyable to watch.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Two blood-spurting sounds sounded at the same time, and the two retreated, and Han Mo fell out without standing firmly, slamming heavily into the ring, and then quickly turned over and climbed up.

Ling Ze wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, bared his teeth and smiled: "Han Mo, you are really powerful, no wonder someone specifically called me to teach you a lesson, I didn't pay attention to it at first, it seems that I was wrong." ”

"Someone called you to teach me a lesson?" Han Mo half-squatted on the ground, looking at Ling Ze with a puzzled expression, guessing in his heart who would be unhappy with him.

"Hehe, you don't need to know this, let's have a good fight. Ling Ze said that his hand flashed, and a big knife flashed out, and he actually took out a weapon.

Seeing the battle escalate again, there were bursts of shouts from the audience.

Han Mo exhaled a breath of turbidity, hesitated for a moment, and his hand flashed, and the long sword flashed out, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Ling Ze.

"Haha, okay, this is hope, come on!" Ling Ze said and rushed up angrily with a big knife, and slashed at Han Mo's face.

Han Mo hesitated for a moment, the long sword stabbed out at Ling Ze's broadsword, and quickly retracted after hitting the broadsword, and in the next moment, the long sword hit the original hit point again, and the same action was used five times in succession, forcing Ling Ze's broadsword back.

Han Mo's fast and exaggerated movements made everyone in the audience gasp, everyone knew that if the strength was not strong enough, without strong fighting qi as support, fast and exaggerated movements were very likely to strain the meridians, which would have a certain impact on future cultivation.

At this time, far away from the ring, Dongfang Xiang and the three of them were still silently watching the battle between the two in the ring, but compared to before, Dongfang Xiang and the three of them should be surprised at this time, they didn't expect Han Mo to be able to exert such strength as a one-yuan martial artist, and Dongfang Xiang suddenly felt a trace of inexplicable pressure.