Chapter 50: Fighting Mo Yi

The sealed door, unlock it!

As soon as Mo Qingyun's words fell, the momentum on his body immediately became stronger. 【Full text reading】

In the blink of an eye, Mo Qingyun's aura was already comparable to the mid-term peak of the eighth level of Body Tempering.

After seeing Mo Yi's strength just now, Mo Qingyun knew that it was impossible for him to defeat Mo Yi with only the peak cultivation of the seventh level of body quenching.

Therefore, at this moment, he intends to show some trump cards.

After discovering that Mo Qingyun's cultivation level had risen to the peak of the eighth stage of body quenching in a blink of an eye, the people around him became sluggish one by one.

The mid-term peak of the eighth level of body quenching!

Is this Mo Qingyun's true cultivation?

It turns out that from the beginning to the present, Mo Qingyun has not done his best, and has always reserved.

After such discovery, everyone looked at Mo Qingyun again, and unconsciously changed a little.

There is more enthusiasm and anticipation among them. They would like to see what kind of performance Mo Qingyun will have next.

"This guy, when he played against me, didn't do his best at all!"

Seeing Mo Qingyun showing the eighth level of body quenching cultivation, Mo Xun showed a bitter smile, and was immediately hit.

He was still despised by Mo Qingyun.

When Mo Qingyun fought against him, not only did the martial spirit not summon, but even the cultivation base was suppressed, which was too shocking.

"Body Tempering Eighth Stage Mid-Term Peak Cultivation Realm!"

Mo Feipeng's expression changed, revealing a surprised smile, and said, "This stinky boy actually hid this hand. No wonder he didn't panic at all when he fought against Mo Xun. It turns out that he still has this trump card."

Just like Mo Feipeng, Mo Yueru, Mo Ling, and Mo Xiaoxiao were all excited at this moment.

"This kid can really bear it, and only at this time will he show his trump card."

Looking at Mo Qingyun in the competition arena, Mo Hongtian smiled admiringly and said, "It seems that Mo Yi has brought him a lot of pressure, so that he exposed this card before he even started to fight. ."

At this time,

He Qiansheng and the others on the side had complicated expressions, and it seemed that they were also taken aback by Mo Qingyun's performance.

In the fifth battle arena.

"Body Tempering Eighth Stage Peak Cultivation Realm!"

Seeing Mo Qingyun showing the eighth level of body quenching cultivation, Mo Yi, like the others, also had a surprised expression on his face.

He also did not expect that this kid Mo Qingyun had hidden his cultivation before.

After discovering this, Mo Yi felt a little depressed in his heart, and smiled bitterly: "Cousin Qingyun, you are so unkind, is this what you mean by being able to work hard?"

"Hey, didn't I give Cousin Mo Yi a chance to perform? With one-twos, less wins with less, it's a fork."

Mo Qingyun blinked and smiled at Mo Yi.

It's just that Mo Yi didn't buy his account at all at this moment, and said angrily: "If I lose to you now, wouldn't you be more arrogant?"

"Well, it seems so."

When Mo Yi said this, Mo Qingyun was slightly taken aback, and nodded in response.

What Mo Yi said seemed to have some truth.

Looking at Mo Qingyun's performance, even with Mo Yi's good temper, he still has the urge to slap him at this moment.

This kid Mo Qingyun is too arrogant and arrogant.

Mo Qingyun's expression now seems to imply that he is not Mo Qingyun's opponent.

"Hey! It was actually calculated by your kid."

Mo Yi shook his head and sighed, then his expression became solemn, and said, "However, if your kid wants to step on me and pretend, I won't let you do it easily."

Infuser, now!

After Mo Yi finished his words, he directly summoned his martial spirit. It seemed that he did not dare to be careless in the face of Mo Qingyun.

To Mo Qingyun's surprise, Mo Yi's spirit was actually a pen.

The ninth-level martial spirit, the infusion pen, is a very rare martial spirit, but this martial spirit fits Mo Yi's personality.

After summoning the martial spirit, Mo Yi looked at Mo Qingyun with a serious face, and said, "Cousin Qingyun, next I want to use my proud martial art "Eight Beast Transformation", if you can follow my eight moves, I will admit defeat."

"Okay, let the horses come."

After hearing Mo Yi's words, Mo Qingyun's fighting spirit immediately emerged, and he raised some expectations for Mo Yi's martial arts.

"Tiger, change shape!"

Seeing Mo Qingyun speak, Mo Yi did not hesitate, and controlled Wuhun Void to paint.

Soon, a "tiger" character condensed from soul power appeared in the air.

As soon as the word "tiger" was completed, in a blink of an eye, it turned into a real tiger, rushing towards Mo Qingyun.

"This martial skill of Mo Yi seems to be quite remarkable, at least at the high level of Xuanpin."

"It's a pity that only Mo Yi can practice this martial art, and it's useless for others to learn it."

"Mo Yi's blow can already threaten the tenth-level body quenching person. I don't know if Mo Qingyun can continue."

"What I'm more curious about is Mo Yi's use of Martial Spirit. This is the first time I've seen it."

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Seeing Mo Yi's attack, the expressions of the people around him changed.

"A curious martial skill."

Seeing that Mo Yi was using martial arts, Mo Qingyun's expression changed, showing a hint of surprise: "Also, Mo Yi's use of martial arts has reached such a level, it's really not easy."

However, while surprised, Mo Qingyun also put away his contempt.

"Nine Falls"

Looking at the fierce tiger and beast that was almost attacking, Mo Qingyun didn't dare to be careless, and immediately raised his hand and punched it.

Mo Qingyun threw a punch, and a mist-like internal energy suddenly emerged from the fist, and quickly turned into a fist phantom.

"Break me!"

After the punch was thrown, Mo Qingyun snorted coldly and shattered the phantom of the fist.

Immediately, an astonishing wave of air burst out from the phantom of the fist and charged towards the fierce tiger and beast.

boom!

Under the strong energy wave, the tiger beast shape was instantly smashed and dissipated in the air.

"What a domineering martial arts!"

Seeing Mo Qingyun's hand, Mo Yi's expression immediately became a little bit dignified.

The strength Mo Qingyun showed at this moment exceeded his expectations again.

"Crane, change shape!"

However, Mo Yi did not hesitate, and controlled Wuhun to paint again.

Soon, a white crane animal shape appeared and attacked Mo Qingyun.

The attack method of the white crane beast shape is less domineering and fierce than the tiger beast shape, but it is more versatile and dexterous.

In contrast, it is more difficult to deal with than the tiger beast shape.

"Shadow Walk"

In the face of the white crane phantom's attack, Mo Qingyun immediately used the martial skill "Quick Shadow Step" to quickly dodge the white crane phantom's attack.

"What a great move!"

Looking at Mo Qingyun's flowing, light-lifting, and illusory steps, Mo Yi couldn't help but praise.

"Break it for me!"

After performing "Swift Shadow Step", the advantage of the white crane animal shape was gone, and he was quickly defeated by Mo Qingyun.

After seeing this, Mo Yi shot again, and drew several animal shapes one after another, attacking Mo Qingyun.

However, the result did not cause too much damage to Mo Qingyun, and was defeated by Mo Qingyun.

"Cousin Qingyun, the next step is my strongest blow. If you can take the next step, I will admit defeat."

Seeing that he made several shots in succession, Mo Yi decided not to keep it any longer, and prepared to unleash the strongest blow.

"Okay!" Mo Qingyun said calmly.

The dragon leaps and the tiger leaps, and the snake and crane are double-shaped!

This time, Mo Yi's martial spirit, the infusion pen moved very fast, drawing.

In the blink of an eye, the four animal shapes of dragon, tiger, snake, and crane were transformed into four forms, attacking Mo Qingyun from four directions.

"Four animal shapes, four directions, what a terrifying means of attack!"

After seeing this scene, not only Mo Qingyun was shocked at this moment, but everyone around was shocked.

At this moment, Mo Xiao and Mo Ling clenched their pink fists and looked nervously at the No. 5 arena.

"Can we go next?"

At this moment, Mo Feipeng and Mo Yueru both unknowingly soaked sweat in their palms and looked nervous.

"It seems that the result has come out. Qingyun is afraid that such an offensive will not be able to continue."

Seeing Mo Yi's move, Mo Hongtian sighed with regret, feeling that Mo Qingyun could not win.

In his opinion, in the face of Mo Yi's blow, let alone Mo Qingyun, even a person with the tenth level of body quenching would not be able to take it.

At this time, when everyone was in a tense mood, Mo Qingyun finally shot.