Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2209 Two Star Wu Zong
Under the power of the four dragons' thunder arms, the space rippled like water waves.

Wherever the strength of the fist passed, there were even slight cracks in the arena, and it quickly spread towards Ling Yun who had just landed.

Faced with such a powerful punch, Ling Yun's expression froze immediately.

The timing of Mo Xian's punching was really ingenious, just when his old strength was exhausted and new strength was not born.

And once he chooses to dodge, Mo Xian's next attacks will probably be endless.

After a moment's weighing, he immediately circulated Yuanli and punched forcefully.

Although he was a little hasty, but he had a tyrannical origin power background, and the power of his punch was also amazing.

The two pieces of space distortion first came into contact with each other, immediately setting off a huge storm.

And in this storm, two fists are approaching.

Time seemed to slow down extremely at this moment, and everyone could clearly see the process of the two fists approaching.

"Boom..."

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud bang.

The two fists collided heavily, and immediately there were ripples visible to the naked eye.

Above the arena, cracks continued to spread and open until they reached the edge of the arena.

Immediately afterwards, the defensive cover arranged around the ring was greatly impacted and trembled continuously.

If it weren't for the few people around the defensive cover who have been maintaining stability, the defensive cover might not be able to bear it at all.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw that a figure suddenly flew out of that distortion.

"It's Ling Yun, he was actually sent flying by Mo Xian."

All of a sudden, many people stood up suddenly and looked at the arena with disbelief.

After a while, the space on the ring regained its stability, and only then did Mo Xian and Ling Yun's figures be completely exposed.

Mo Xian was still on the spot, but Ling Yun was shocked to be pushed back nearly a hundred meters.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Yun's figure trembled slightly, and a morbid blush appeared on his face immediately.

Obviously, in the collision just now, he was actually at a disadvantage.

"How is this possible!" The expressions on the faces of the Lingtian Pavilion disciples suddenly became stiff, and they stared at the ring in a daze.

"Huh, I didn't expect that this kid is not amazing, but he actually has two brushes." Ling Zhi snorted coldly, but he didn't show any worry.

"Hehe, to stand out in the road of divine refinement, you have to have some skills." Yan Bin said lightly.

Hearing this, Ling Zhi's complexion suddenly turned dark, which was clearly reminding him of Ling Fei.

"Personal disciple, that's all." On the ring, Mo Xian moved his numb arm slightly, and said calmly.

"Hehe, it seems that I still underestimated you." Ling Yun was not angry, and smiled, but there was a hint of coldness in the depths of his eyes.

As a direct disciple, he has always had his eyes above his head, but now he is despised by Mo Xian, which is naturally unacceptable.

"Forget it, let me show you my true strength." Ling Yun said, slowly took off a bracelet on his wrist, and threw it aside.

"boom!"

After the seemingly light bracelet fell to the ground, there was a loud noise, and several cracks were obviously smashed into the ring.

After taking off the bracelet, Ling Yun moved his body a little, and his breath immediately changed dramatically.

Obviously, it was the bracelet that suppressed his strength.

This should be a kind of training. Usually wearing a bracelet can not only hide one's true strength, but also make it much more difficult to do anything. Once the bracelet is taken off, one's strength will be greatly improved immediately.

"So that's the case!" Only then did Mo Xian understand why Ling Yun hadn't shown any signs of being exposed.

It's not that he doesn't want to expose it, but that his strength is not hidden by himself at all, but suppressed by the bracelet.

After noticing Ling Yun's change, the field immediately became quiet again.

In the fierce battle before Ganqing, Ling Yun has always been reserved.

If this is the case, then Mo Xian is in danger.

"Little sister, that guy has been hiding his strength, can Mo Xian win now." Behind Han Ling'er, everyone couldn't help asking.

"What did you say? What does it mean to be able to win? If you remove the word 'm, you can win." Han Ling'er said angrily.

Hearing this, everyone smiled wryly. Of course they also hoped that Mo Xian would win, but unfortunately the reality was not so optimistic.

"Hehe, your personal disciple hides so deeply that even I haven't seen any clues." Yan Bin smiled, but he didn't seem worried.

He believed that Mo Xian must have reservations.

"Hmph, if you drag it out all at once, how will you mess around in the future." Ling Zhi sneered, his own disciple, of course he knows best, there is no problem at all to solve Mo Xian.

"To borrow a word from you, I thought it was a warm-up before." On the ring, Ling Yun smiled faintly, and then his figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only a gradually dissipating afterimage on the spot.

After taking off the bracelet, his speed really increased by an unknown amount.

Not to be outdone, Mo Xian rushed out at the same time.

The two collided into one place again, hitting from the ground to the sky, and then from the sky to the ground, all kinds of mysterious attacks and methods emerged one after another, and everyone watching couldn't bear to blink their eyes.

In a very short period of time, the two fought against each other no less than dozens of times.

"Two-star Wuzong!"

At this time, the whole audience thought of the sound of gasping for air.

Ling Yun's strength was gradually revealed, and he was actually one level higher than Zhang Lei, and he was one level higher than Mo Xian.

And this kind of strength has already made him invincible in this competition.

For a moment, everyone felt cool in their hearts.

"A two-star Wuzong!" Mo Xian naturally saw Ling Yun's exact strength, and his expression became much more dignified.

From the series of collisions just now, he could clearly perceive the difference between Ling Yun and before.

While he was in a daze, Ling Yun's figure suddenly froze, and then he raised his hand and patted him.

The berserk energy tore through the air, smashed heavily on Mo Xian's body, and directly blasted him away.

Ling Yun obviously didn't want to give Mo Xian any chance, he stuck to it like a maggot on a tarsal bone, and blasted one after another attack on Mo Xian with his hands alternately.

But in an instant, there were countless bloodstains on Mo Xian's body, and even his breath became extremely unstable.

In the end, Ling Yun punched heavily, directly hitting Mo Xian's Tianling Gai.

The intense light of Yuanli condensed on his fist, sending out extremely terrifying fluctuations.

If this blow was real, Mo Xian might be shocked into a fool even if he didn't die.

"Mo Xian..." Han Ling'er and the others couldn't help but exclaimed, with their hearts in their throats.

But in this case, they can't do anything at all.

The other people in the Northern Wilderness Hall obviously became nervous, and even Yan Bin couldn't help clenching his fist, although he let it go soon.

(End of this chapter)