On the dojo, Mo Shiping, who quietly used the last punch in Xingyi Fist, "Control Your Own Absolute Fist", instantly felt an unprecedented strange change.

At this moment, Mo Shiping was surprised to find that his facial features had been improved like never before, everything in front of him suddenly slowed down, and even the hand knife that was originally pressing towards his throat at great speed became traceable. Moreover, his own state suddenly rose to the top, and the energy continued to pour out of his body, seemingly endlessly, and he couldn't even feel the injury in his lower back.

Mo Shiping frowned slightly, it was also this strange feeling when he used this punch at the beginning, but it only lasted for a moment, and he was unconscious, so this time it may also be only a moment, he must fight quickly, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable.

So, Mo Shiping quickly bowed his head and dodged the hand knife that slowly came in his eyes, and at the same time exerted his right foot, rushed forward with an arrow step, his right arm suddenly tensed, and poured the power of his whole body into his right fist, and suddenly blasted out towards Yuwen Cheshui, who still maintained the posture of rushing forward with the hand knife.

"Tiger Hunting Fist!"

The powerful fist wind shattered the air, and it rushed towards his chest.

This punch will determine the winner.

Just as Mo Shiping's right fist was about to succeed, suddenly, he felt a flower in front of him, and a white shadow appeared between him and Yuwen Cheshui.

"Stop, you've won. A middle-aged man's voice suddenly sounded.

"Bang!"

Mo Shiping's expression hesitated, and he wanted to stop but found that it was too late, and his right fist slammed into the white shadow, but the white figure did not move, standing still.

Mo Shiping frowned and took a few steps back quickly, only to see that the person who came was a tall middle-aged man in white with a sword.

Yuwen Qingquan, who was dressed in white, hugged Mo Shiping with a little apology, and said: "I am Yuwen Cheshui's second uncle, and I just intervened in the battle, I hope you will forgive me." ”

Mo Shiping put away his vigilant look, nodded slightly, and didn't say anything.

At this time, Yuwen Cheshui behind him was a little pale, and there was a dense layer of cold sweat oozing out of his forehead, and he stared at Mo Shiping not far away in disbelief, just when he was about to succeed, he suddenly felt a chill behind his back, and the hairs on his body stood up, and an extremely bad premonition enveloped him, and then Mo Shiping, who had been locked by his gaze, suddenly disappeared, and then his afterglow caught a glimpse of a powerful right fist hitting his chest, its speed and explosive power far exceeded any move he had seen before, and it was completely unavoidable。

This is the only thought in Yuwen Cheshui's mind, if he is hit by this punch, he will definitely die. Fortunately, at the last moment, a white shadow suddenly appeared, blocking him.

"You... You actually hide this kind of killing move?" Yuwen Cheshui's tone trembled a little, he really swayed around in front of the ghost gate, and until now, he still hasn't eased up.

Mo Shiping breathed a long sigh of relief, adjusted his breathing rhythm, and was just about to answer, but he felt that the sky was spinning, his eyes were black, and his body was suddenly unstable.

The last scene Mo Shiping saw in his eyes was Wang Fugui on the side running towards him in a panic, and then he stumbled under his feet, fell to the ground, and lost consciousness.

...

When Mo Shiping woke up in a daze, he found that he was lying in his guest room at the foot of the mountain, while Wang Fugui was lying on the wooden table next to him and snoring gently.

Mo Shiping propped himself up and glanced at the sky outside through the wooden window, the night was like thick ink, and the stars were faintly visible, and it seemed that it was already the middle of the day. He stretched slightly, moved his aching arms, and got out of bed softly.

Mo Shiping sat at the wooden table, looking at Wang Fugui sleeping so deeply that even the harazi flowed out, he couldn't help but cover the corners of his mouth and chuckle, for fear of waking Wang Fugui up.

However, when I thought of Wang Fugui who would be here in the middle of the night, I was afraid that I would catch a cold when I got up the next day. So Mo Shiping reached out and patted him lightly on the shoulder.

"Hmm?..." Wang Fugui opened his eyes in a daze, saw Mo Shiping sitting next to him, quickly straightened up, raised his hand to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and then stretched his waist.

"Hey, it's dark now?Mo Shiping, you've been asleep for hours. ”

Mo Shiping scratched his head, a little surprised in his heart, he had only been asleep for a few hours this time? He had thought that this was the next day.

Mo Shiping thought for a while, this third round of trials was over, so he asked softly, "Then what happened after I passed out?

When Wang Fugui heard this, he suddenly blushed a little, sorted out his thoughts a little, and then replied: "We both successfully passed the third round of trials." But there was some accident, what, didn't Yuwen Cheshui and his second uncle take the initiative to admit defeat after he appeared? You fainted at the time, and I kept Yuwen Cheshui's jade slip for you, but you didn't wake up until the time of the day, so I had to accept his points, otherwise it would be wasted. You're the eighth on the list, and I'm the last... is the number one on the list. ”

"Hahaha, we've all passed the trial, that's good. Mo Shiping smiled and patted Wang Fugui's shoulder, not caring about the points at all.

Wang Fugui's face was a little hesitant, he rubbed his hands slightly, and said softly: "It's just that the top three on the list can make an additional request to the sect, and I will ask the elders when the time comes, can I give you back this opportunity." ”

Mo Shiping immediately shook his head and looked at Wang Fugui with a firm expression: "No, this is your opportunity, you have to take advantage of it." ”

"But..."Wang Fugui hesitated and just wanted to continue talking, but after seeing Mo Shiping's sincere eyes at this moment, he silently swallowed the words back into his stomach, he knew this young man.

"Thank you. Wang Fugui blushed for a long time, but in the end he only thanked him softly.

Mo Shiping nodded slightly, and sometimes, a simple thank you between friends is enough to represent a lot.

Mo Shiping looked at the bright moonlight outside the window, and sighed, today's battle can be described as full of dangers, and the final victory or defeat is only between the first line. After Yuwen Cheshui used the skill of opening the door to defuse his offensive of the snake punch, Mo Shiping was really forced to a dead end.

If it hadn't really been brought to the point of exhaustion, Mo Shiping would not have used such a big sequelae to control himself, once he used it, regardless of the victory or defeat for the time being, he would definitely be unconscious after a while.

Fortunately, after using his own powerful fist this time, Mo Shiping's strange state lasted for several breaths. Now Mo Shiping looks back on it, this self-mastering fist should not be an active offensive boxing technique, but rather a strange move to instantly improve his ability in all aspects.

Mo Shiping shook his head, since this move was handed down by his grandfather, he naturally didn't think it would be the kind of evil trick in the novel that broke people's longevity.

"Where's Yuwen clear water?" Thinking of this, Mo Shiping asked softly.

Wang Fugui frowned, he felt uncomfortable just hearing this name, and said in a deep voice: "After he lost to you, he naturally lost the qualification for the third round, and his second uncle took him away." ”

Mo Shiping nodded, and after thinking for a moment, he continued to ask, "Did Yuwen Cheshui say anything?"

Wang Fugui hesitated for a moment, but he immediately shook his head and replied with a little weakness: "That's not true, what else is there to say if you lose." ”

Mo Shiping naturally saw through Wang Fugui who was lying at a glance, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "It's okay, but it's okay to say." ”

Wang Fugui's expression was a little solemn, and he knew that he couldn't hide it, so he had to sigh lightly and said slowly: "Yuwen Cheshui asked me to tell you when he left, he lost this game, but he will wait for you in Dongsheng Shenzhou to fight again when you are in the four realms, and he said that you will definitely go." ”

Mo Shiping nodded with a smile, his expression did not change unexpectedly, and said softly: "Sure enough, I guess according to Yuwen Cheshui's character, he will definitely be very unconvinced after losing." ”

Wang Fugui on the side asked with some concern: "Then will you fight?"

Mo Shiping raised his eyebrows, glanced at Wang Fugui with some surprise, and replied without hesitation: "I'm not stupid enough to run so far away from Dongsheng Shenzhou for an illusory covenant, and besides, I haven't even reached the realm of martial arts, and the four realms don't know that it will be the Year of the Monkey." ”

In fact, in Yuwen Cheshui's eyes, he was born in a family of immortal cultivators, and the four realms are naturally as simple as exploring the bag and taking things, and the four realms are the turning point of the world's martial artists from cultivation to immortal cultivation, so Yuwen Cheshui is about in the four realms, and he also thinks that Mo Shiping must also be from a certain family of immortal cultivators, and he will inevitably reach the four realms effortlessly, and within two years, he will be able to be ashamed. But in Mo Shiping's eyes, the most powerful person he knew so far was Cao Dong, who claimed to be the fifth rank of the Li Dynasty, who was the peak of the three realms of martial arts, and even he couldn't reach the four realms, so naturally these four realms were impossible to achieve in Mo Shiping's eyes without more than ten years.

Wang Fugui breathed a long sigh of relief, his expression relaxed suddenly, he deliberately concealed Yuwen Cheshui's words before, just because he was worried that Mo Shiping's brain would be hot, but he really ran to the other party's territory stupidly in the future, God knows if the other party will call a few strong men to clean him up, this person is unfamiliar with the place, and he can only admit that he has suffered a loss.

In Wang Fugui's eyes, Yuwen Cheshui is a complete villain. Anything that involves Yuwen clear water, Wang Fugui will unconsciously consider the worst aspects.

Wang Fugui picked up the teapot and poured a bowl of water and drank it in a big gulp, and just woke up and said so many words, he felt a little thirsty, and he slowed down for a moment before continuing: "According to the old man in the purple robe, we are both inner disciples. After three days, I went to the Imperial Spirit Sect to report, and took advantage of these three days to deal with trivial matters, and I didn't have time to do this for a while when I went up the mountain. ”

Mo Shiping nodded, this is the best, he just happened to be really busy with some things, and he had to go back to Big Turtle Town to send a good news to Li.

Thinking that Li Facai would definitely praise himself in surprise when the time came, Mo Shiping couldn't help but have a warm smile on his face, he still owed him a penny of silver, according to Li Facai's temper, he must still be chattering from time to time.

Thinking of this, Mo Shiping smiled and said to the young man on the side: "Hey, Wang Fugui, I will take the time to go home tomorrow to visit a friend, do you want to come together?" I think the personalities of the two of you will definitely hit it off at first sight." ”

Wang Fugui nodded a little stunned, he didn't seem to have seen Mo Shiping smiling so happily.

Wang Fugui thought for a while, took out a handful of collected jade slips from his arms, and said: "I thought before, although this jade slip has lost its efficacy, it is also a magic weapon of the immortal family, and it should be able to sell it for a good price." Tomorrow we're going to change some coils, and maybe we'll have some silver left, and we'll have a drink with your friends then. ”

Mo Shiping stared at Wang Fugui with a strange expression, he thought that Wang Fugui had thrown away a lot of jade slips, but he didn't expect him to stay quietly.

Wang Fugui smiled wryly and said softly: "What a way, I'm afraid of poverty." ”

...

At this time, Yuwen Qingquan, who was dressed in white and wearing a sword, was leading Yuwen Cheshui, who was dressed in a black robe, to board the passenger ship that left the Southern Regions and headed for Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Along the way, Yuwen Cheshui had a gloomy face, unwilling to say a word, just as Mo Shiping guessed, he always found it difficult to accept the fact that he was defeated.

Yuwen Qingquan glanced at the young man, and sighed secretly, how could he not know the bitterness in the heart of this young man whose heart was higher than the sky, thinking that at the beginning, he was not also known as the kendo genius of Dongsheng Shenzhou, but he met Wei Li, who was also in the Nine Realms, from the early days of the Nine Realms to the peak of the Nine Realms, three battles and three defeats, resulting in his lack of heart, and from then on, there was no hope of asking the fairyland.

Yuwen Qingquan naturally didn't want to see Yuwen Cheshui step into his footsteps, so he took the initiative to say: "In this fight, you are not unjustly lost." ”

Yuwen Cheshui raised his head, his eyes were full of unwillingness, he stared at his second uncle tightly, clenched his fists, and asked loudly, "Why?

Yuwen Qingquan shook his head, looked at the far away in the sky, and said softly: "It's not that you can't compare to him, it's that the Yuwen family can't compare to the people behind him." I think you can also see that the last punch that the boy threw was not Xingyi Quan at all. ”

Yuwen Cheshui frowned, it was true, Mo Shiping's last punch was full of strangeness, as if he had suddenly changed people, avoiding his hand knife at an incredible speed, and being able to counterattack with the situation, it was simply beyond common sense.

Thinking of this, Yuwen Cheshui calmed his face and said coldly: "It's really not Xingyi Fist, that punch should be the killer weapon he has hidden for a long time, but I don't recognize what it is." ”

Yuwen Qingquan sighed and said helplessly: "This is where you lose." Even I can't believe that at the moment of victory or defeat, that young man used the power of rules, even if it was just a little, but it was not something you could handle. ”

"Impossible!" Yuwen Cheshui was taken aback suddenly, his eyes widened suddenly, and he vetoed it loudly. He was born in a family of immortal cultivators, so he naturally understood the power of rules. However, to say that Mo Shiping can use the power of rules, in Yuwen Cheshui's view, it is simply a fantasy.