Chapter 38: 1 Move to Beat Me?

"Mo Qingyun, I will let you in my hands, and I won't be able to get through it with one move."

In the battle arena, Mo Yunfeng looked arrogant, as if he had already won.

As soon as Mo Yunfeng's words fell, he summoned his martial soul.

Suddenly, a powerful aura emanated from the sky above him.

This is a huge snake shadow that is more than three meters long and covered with red scales all over its body.

Eighth-level Martial Spirit, Fire Scale Jiao Martial Spirit.

After Mo Yunfeng summoned the Fire Scale Jiao Martial Spirit, an astonishing spirit power emanated from it and blessed Mo Yunfeng.

Under the blessing of this spirit power, Mo Yunfeng's strength instantly soared, reaching a level comparable to the seventh level of body quenching.

"Under the blessing of the spirit power of Wuhun, Mo Yunfeng's strength is probably comparable to the seventh level of body tempering."

"In this way, Mo Qingyun is sure to lose."

"Faced with the current Mo Yunfeng, I don't know how many tricks Mo Qingyun can stick to."

"In my opinion, at most three moves."

...

Looking at Mo Yunfeng, who was imposing in the competition arena, the expressions of the surrounding juniors changed.

"Eighth-level Martial Spirit, Fire Scale Jiao Martial Spirit."

Looking at the red phantom above Mo Yunfeng's head, Mo Qingyun's expression changed slightly, and he secretly said, "The current Mo Yunfeng should be about the same strength as Song Chen who didn't summon his spirit."

Comparable to the strength of the seventh-layer body quenching cultivation base, among the elites of the Mo family, it is indeed the pinnacle of existence.

But for today's Mo Qingyun, it can't pose too much threat.

After absorbing the crystal of the Earth's core flame, Mo Qingyun's current physical strength and vigor are comparable to the eighth level of quenching.

Right now, even if he didn't summon his martial spirit, he could easily defeat Song Chen.

"Mo Qingyun, let me take care of you!" Mo Yunfeng said coldly.

"Red Flood Palm"

Mo Yunfeng swung out his palm, and his whole body turned into a red afterimage, attacking Mo Yunfeng at a high speed.

Under Mo Yunfeng's palm, the temperature of the surrounding air suddenly increased a lot.

It was as if Mo Yunfeng's palm would burn the air around him.

Mo Yunfeng is so strong!

Seeing this, Mo Ziyu and the others on the side changed their expressions, showing awe.

The current strength of Mo Yunfeng is no less than that of some of the key training objects of the Mo family.

Under the eyes of everyone, Mo Yunfeng's attack quickly slammed into front of Mo Qingyun.

Seeing that Mo Qingyun didn't even resist under his own blow, Mo Yunfeng cracked and showed a smug smile.

It's just that his smile froze as soon as he showed it.

He found that when his palm was about to hit Mo Qingyun, it was blocked by a powerful palm.

"Mo Qingyun, you..."

Seeing that his full blow was easily taken over by Mo Qingyun, Mo Yunfeng's expression suddenly changed.

It's just that before Mo Yunfeng's words were spoken, he felt that his chest was hit by a punch.

"Nine Falls"

A violent force poured out from Mo Qingyun's fist into Mo Yunfeng's body.

Bang bang bang!

The force entered the body, like a hammer, bombarding Mo Yunfeng again and again.

what!

Mo Yunfeng let out a scream, his body flew upside down, fell to the ground, and vomited blood.

After watching this scene, the people around were immediately stunned.

Not only the elders, but also the juniors, as if they had been immobilized by someone, froze in place.

For a time, the martial arts field became extremely silent in an instant, and everyone's breathing could be heard.

Mo Yunfeng lost!

Mo Yunfeng, who summoned the eighth-level martial spirit, the fire-scale Jiao martial arts, whose strength was comparable to the seventh-level body quenching martial artist, was defeated!

It's just a trick!

This scene is for everyone,

It was so unexpected, so sudden.

"Goo!"

After a while, among the crowd, no one knew who swallowed their saliva and said in shock: "One move, just one move, Mo Yunfeng will be defeated, Mo Qingyun is so strong."

"Is this the real strength of that kid?"

Looking at the slightly thin figure in the competition arena, Mo Feipeng said with wide eyes.

"One move to defeat Mo Yunfeng, whose strength is comparable to the seventh level of body quenching. It seems that I underestimated Qingyun again."

Mo Yueru looked surprised, looked at Mo Qingyun in the arena with soft eyes, and smiled gratified.

"Is this guy already so strong?"

Mo Xin and Mo Ling both frowned, and it was hard to hide their shock in their eyes.

"He seems to be more powerful than I thought." Mo Xiaoyan smiled with excitement.

"It's really surprising, I didn't expect this little guy to actually defeat Mo Yunfeng with one move."

Some of the elders beside Mo Feipeng were all shocked and surprised by this result.

"In just two months, has this kid grown to such a level?"

Looking at Mo Qingyun, who is now at the seventh level of Tempering Realm, Mo Cang's expression became a little unnatural.

in the arena.

When everyone was shocked, Mo Qingyun showed disdain, looked at Mo Yunfeng and said, "Defeat me with one move?"

"puff!"

Under Mo Yunfeng's punch, Mo Yunfeng, who was already surging with blood in his body, spat out a mouthful of blood again after hearing the words.

Mo Qingyun's words made him feel a burst of humiliation and irony.

Before the fight, he swore that he would defeat Mo Qingyun with one move.

But now, he was defeated by Mo Qingyun with one move, which is really ironic.

"Uncle clan, can you announce the result?"

Ignoring Mo Yunfeng, Mo Qingyun looked at the judge on the side and asked.

Under Mo Qingyun's words, the elder hesitated for a while, and said solemnly: "Mo Qingyun wins, Mo Yunfeng is the tenth in this elite junior monthly test."

Mo Yunfeng is tenth!

With Mo Yunfeng's strength, if it wasn't for the previous agreement, he would have no problem taking the second place.

But now he is ranked tenth, this result makes everyone sigh and feel unexpected.

But with Mo Yunfeng's defeat, new problems emerged.

Originally, everyone had negotiated it, and everyone's ranking was determined by the length of time everyone played against Mo Yunfeng.

But now, under Mo Qingyun's shot, Mo Yunfeng was beaten like a dead dog, and he couldn't fight at all.

In this case, the previous ranking method is obviously inappropriate.

"Uncle clan, I said earlier that the ranking of the monthly test is based on the length of time that Mo Yunfeng persists in the hands of. Now that Mo Yunfeng is no longer able to fight, what should I do next?"

Mo Ziyu on the side suddenly said.

"It now seems that Mo Yunfeng's previous suggestion was not appropriate. In the next battle, the opponent will be determined by drawing lots."

The elder in charge of the judgment said solemnly.

Seeing the elders in charge of the judgment say so, Mo Qingyun and others have no objection.

Then, Mo Qingyun and others began to draw lots to decide the next opponent.

Then Mo Ziyu and the others are weaker than Mo Yunfeng, and naturally they are not Mo Qingyun's opponents.

After some battles, Mo Qingyun won the first place in the elite junior monthly test without any risk.

Mo Qingyun won the first place in the elite junior monthly test, which was naturally beyond everyone's expectations.

Under the complicated eyes of everyone, Mo Qingyun was full of joy, and received the 20,000 gold coin reward for the first elite junior.

After receiving the reward, Mo Qingyun didn't stay any longer and left with Mo Feipeng and others.

"Humph! Don't be too happy, above the clan, your strength is not enough."

When Mo Qingyun passed by Mo Cang, the latter's expression sank and he snorted coldly.

"yes?"

After Mo Qingyun heard the words, the corners of his eyes narrowed slightly, he stopped, glanced at Mo Cang, and walked towards an open space in the martial arts field.

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