Chapter 53: Give You an Hour to Recover

"Mo Cang, you..."

Seeing Mo Cang's actions, Mo Xin looked angry, raised her finger and pointed at Mo Cang, unable to speak.

Mo Cang didn't care about Mo Xin's anger, he looked at Mo Qingyun with a sneer, and said, "Mo Qingyun, no one can help you now, so you should get out of here obediently."

At this moment, when Mo Cang spoke, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be planning to hit Mo Qingyun ruthlessly when he fought.

"Mo Qingyun, you are ready to be abolished by my elder brother."

I don't know when, Mo Hai also came to the vicinity, sneering proudly at this moment.

"Mo Hai, believe it or not, I'll let you go now." Mo Xin's pretty face sank, and she raised her pink fist and said.

"Sister Mo Xin, you're just a clown jumping on the beam. There's nothing to worry about."

Seeing Mo Xin's actions, Mo Qingyun smiled lightly at her and motioned her to ignore it.

Afterwards, Mo Qingyun looked at Mo Cang and smiled playfully: "I heard that above the clan, if the challenge fails, the rankings of the two sides will be reversed, right?"

The challenge failed, and the rankings of the two sides were reversed?

As soon as Mo Qingyun said these words, the expressions of the people around were stunned, and Mo Qingyun's thoughts were a little surprised.

According to the sorting logic, shouldn't Mo Qingyun be timid now?

Mo Qingyun said this now, does he have the confidence to defeat Mo Cang?

But is this possible?

You must know that Mo Cang is already at the half-step True Qi realm, and Mo Qingyun is only at the eighth level of Tempering.

Moreover, Mo Cang is a tenth-level Nether Tiger spirit, while Mo Qingyun is only a first-level spirit, the difference between them cannot be ignored.

"This little guy seems very unwilling to be third, am I still missing something?"

Mo Hongtian smiled lightly, looking at Mo Qingyun and nodded in appreciation.

Regardless of the outcome, Mo Qingyun dared to challenge Mo Cang's courage.

Still very rare.

"This stinky boy, does he still want to fight Mo Cang with all his strength?"

Seeing Mo Qingyun's actions, Mo Feipeng immediately became angry. He didn't think that Mo Qingyun and Mo Cang had the power to fight.

But now, there is still some expectation in his heart, hoping that a miracle will happen, Mo Qingyun can defeat Mo Cang and win the first place.

Of course, Mo Feipeng also knew very well that the possibility of Mo Qingyun defeating Mo Cang was extremely small, almost zero.

"The challenge of the clan can't be rejected, even if Qingyun doesn't agree, we can only hope that in the fight, Qingyun will not have any trouble."

Mo Yueru's face was solemn and she said worriedly.

Hearing Mo Yueru's words, Mo Ling and the others on the side fell silent, and looked at the No. 1 competition venue with worried expressions.

At this moment, even Mo Xiao, who had some blind trust in Mo Qingyun, was also worried.

In the first battle arena,

"Do you think that with your eighth-layer body quenching cultivation, there is hope of defeating me?"

Mo Cang smiled disdainfully.

"So that's it?" Mo Qingyun smiled playfully.

Immediately, the momentum on his body began to rise.

In a blink of an eye, Mo Qingyun's aura had risen to the peak of the initial stage of body quenching.

The peak of the ninth stage of body quenching!

Seeing that Mo Qingyun's aura had risen to the peak of the ninth stage of the Dao Tempering Body, everyone in the martial arts field was immediately shocked.

Mo Qingyun still has reservations, his true cultivation is not the eighth level of body quenching, but the peak of the ninth level of body quenching.

"Damn it, this kid is really a pit, and he really hides his cultivation."

Seeing Mo Qingyun showing the ninth level of body quenching cultivation, Rao is Mo Yi's personality, and he couldn't help but burst out a foul language at this moment.

Just as depressed as Mo Yi, and Mo Xun, upon seeing this, he smiled wryly: "This guy..."

When Mo Qingyun fought against him, he actually hid the cultivation of two realms, which was really shocking.

"Ninth Tempered Body!"

Mo Feipeng's expression suddenly became stunned, followed by clapping his hands and laughing, and said with a smile: "Good boy, he still hides his cultivation."

Those who were as excited as Mo Feipeng, and Mo Yueru beside him, were all excited and clenched their fists.

"The peak cultivation base of the ninth level of body tempering is really surprising. At this moment, he is also qualified to fight against Mo Cang."

Mo Hongtian smiled gratified, looked at Mo Qingyun in the arena, and kept nodding.

"This stinky boy already has such a cultivation base."

Mo Xin gave Mo Qingyun an angry look, showing an angry expression.

Before she knew it, Mo Qingyun's cultivation was about to catch up with her, which made her a little depressed.

"This...how did this guy cultivate, how could he cultivate so fast."

Feeling the momentum emanating from Mo Qingyun in the competition arena, Mo Hai's face turned pale and his expression became frightened.

He vaguely remembered that more than two months ago, Mo Qingyun was only at the second level of body quenching and was easily bullied by him.

But today, two months later, the gap between him and Mo Qingyun is like a moat.

In a short time, Mo Qingyun had surpassed him and left him far and wide.

"Ninth Body Tempering Stage's initial peak cultivation base."

At this moment, Mo Cang was also surprised, his brows furrowed, and immediately, he smiled disdainfully: "Is this what you rely on? It's just that this strength is not enough in front of me."

"Is it enough to see, you will know after playing."

Mo Qingyun smiled faintly, walked into the No. 1 arena without delay, confronted Mo Cang, and said lightly, "I don't like to take risks, so I'll give you an hour to restore your strength, and I'll be with you in an hour. A battle."

"Give me an hour to recover?"

Mo Qingyun's words made Mo Cang's expression change again, and he looked at Mo Qingyun in surprise.

After only a short period of surprise, Mo Cang's face turned ugly. In his opinion, Mo Qingyun was despising him.

After thinking about it like this, Mo Cang's face sank and said, "I don't need to recover yet to deal with you."

"I don't want to wait for someone to lose and say I lost because I wasn't at my peak."

Mo Qingyun shook his head, raised his index finger and waved his hand: "So, you should hurry up and restore your cultivation."

"Since I killed myself, then I can't blame me. If I return to my peak state, you will only lose even worse."

Mo Cang's face was sullen, and he said coldly, then he no longer hesitated, and began to regain his strength.

Regarding Mo Cang's performance, Mo Qingyun ignored it, sat down and closed his eyes.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's move, the martial arts field became active again.

"I'm not mistaken, Mo Qingyun actually gave Mo Cang a chance to recover, is he stupid?"

"Mo Qingyun is a little conceited. Does he think that he has the confidence to deal with Mo Cang who is at his peak?"

"Maybe he thinks that the result is a loss anyway, and losing to Mo Cang, who is in his peak state, is better in terms of face."

...

Everyone in the martial arts field expressed their ideas.

In this way, for the next hour, everyone waited quietly.

Soon, an hour passed.

At this moment, Mo Cang opened his eyes and said to Mo Qingyun with a cold face: "Mo Qingyun, now I'll let you know how stupid you just acted."