Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2228 Crazy Cultivation
Mo Xian naturally knew this too, but he didn't care about it. Thanks to his recovery ability, no matter how many times he was broken, he would still be able to recover as before, even more tenacious.

Otherwise, he would not choose to make a move under such circumstances.

Enduring the severe pain in his wrist, Mo Xian forcibly pushed Fang Qi away with his shoulder, while he retreated back with the help of the counter-shock.

"Broken again!" Looking at Mo Xian's distorted wrist, everyone couldn't help but gasped.

"What, do you want to continue?" Fang Qi sneered.

"Of course!" Mo Xian put Nazhi's broken arm behind his back, and made a gesture of invitation to Fang Qi with one hand.

His posture seems to be saying that I will let you have a hand.

"Damn it, I think you won't cry when you see the coffin." Fang Qi shouted angrily, and the blue light on the claws lit up again.

His claws became metal again, exuding a wave of destruction.

"boom!"

Above the sky, a ferocious paw print seemed to come through space, and smashed fiercely at Mo Xian.

Sensing the terrifying power in this claw, everyone's expressions changed slightly.

The huge gust of wind rattled Mo Xian's clothes, but his expression remained calm.

When he saw that ferocious claw shadow was about to hit him, his figure suddenly twisted, and then disappeared, it was an afterimage.

"Remnant image?" Fang Qi was startled, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

At this time, Mo Xian had already appeared behind him, and at the same time Hao punched it out without hesitation.

Six Dragon Thunder Arms!

Although his strength was greatly reduced by the loss of one arm, the power of this punch was quite astonishing.

Fang Qi's reaction was extremely fast, and he immediately turned around and slammed out his claws, but it was still a bit slow, Mo Xian's fist had already hit his chest hard.

"boom!"

Amidst the loud noise, Fang Qi's chest collapsed in an instant, even a little scorched black.

"Brother, this is the return of your claw!" Mo Xian said with a faint smile.

His goal has been achieved, so this battle can also end.

Fang Qi couldn't speak at all, only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then his figure flew out and hit the ground heavily.

His back rubbed against the ground and he slipped all the way to the edge of the arena before stopping.

"I actually won!"

Seeing this, there was another uproar around.

Although Mo Xian's punch seemed simple and unpretentious, it exerted strength and other aspects to the extreme.

Moreover, this also created the illusion of a one-punch kill.

"Accepted!" Mo Xian said flatly as he landed on the ground.

Fang Qi slowly got up from the ground, and the clothes on the back were completely worn off, looking very embarrassed.

He was about to say something when he suddenly trembled and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Hehe, Junior Brother Mo Xian really deserves his reputation, and he will come to ask for advice from now on." Fang Qi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the cold light in the depths of his eyes flickered away.

"This Fang Qi is usually arrogant, but now he has finally been taught a lesson."

"That's right, I was taught a lesson by Junior Brother Mo Xian this time, I see what face he will have in the future."

Hearing the whispers around, Fang Qi was even more annoyed, but he couldn't break out.

Immediately, he couldn't stay any longer, turned around and left the martial arts arena, and everyone who watched was extremely embarrassed.

Mo Xian let out a long breath, glanced at the broken wrist, and suddenly felt a little helpless.

Fang Qi's attack was really ruthless. If it were someone else, it would be difficult to recover from such an injury.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother Mo Xian, you actually defeated Senior Brother Fang Qi."

The people around rushed up immediately, congratulating Mo Xian one after another.

"Hehe, it's just a competition. If it's a real life-and-death fight, the result is hard to say." Mo Xian responded casually, and then left with an excuse.

Next, he will go to other places to practice.

After Mo Xian left, everyone was still discussing enthusiastically.

Although the competition happens every day, the meaning of this time is different, which means that the new power represented by Mo Xian has gained the upper hand in the collision with the old power.

This also made every old disciple of the Northern Wilderness Hall feel a little insecure for a while, and hurriedly practiced. After all, being crushed by a new disciple is not very pleasant.

After a period of time, Mo Xian wandered around in various training places in the Northern Wilderness Hall.

After the effect of one place weakened, he immediately changed to another place. Under this cycle, his strength also improved rapidly.

In the eyes of everyone, his cultivation method is also unconventional, but the effect is extremely good, and many disciples of the Northern Wilderness Palace are envious.

It's unknown who leaked the news, but it spread that Mo Xian learned these methods from Wang Peng.

As a result, the place that few people patronized suddenly became a favorite.

When Wang Peng opened the door one day and saw many disciples waiting at the door, he thought he was dreaming.

But soon, he was overwhelmed by those enthusiastic disciples, and all kinds of benefits were almost endless. This old fritters who became famous in Beihuang Temple seemed to usher in their second spring.

"Brother Mo Xian, you really haven't forgotten me, brother, haha..."

When Wang Peng was proud, he shouted wildly in his heart.

And those books that no one cared about before have become a favorite now, and now you can see some disciples holding books in their hands wherever they go.

Those who don't know will even doubt whether the Beihuang Palace is now Congwen.

Of course, there are very few people who really find good methods from these books. After all, these cultivation methods are very accidental and irreproducible.

However, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, these Beihuangdian disciples will not give up.

After all, cultivation itself is an extremely difficult thing, and any method that can increase the speed of cultivation will be flocked to by people.

In addition, not all the methods that Mo Xian sorted out were effective. He himself failed several times, but it was already quite rare.

Now that he is standing on the shoulders of countless senior brothers, he will naturally avoid a lot of detours.

Time passed as quickly as if entering the water, and half a year had passed since Mo Xian joined the Northern Wilderness Palace.

During this period, Mo Xian changed many places of practice, and his strength also changed dramatically.

This kind of change made countless disciples of the Northern Wilderness Hall feel inferior, but at the same time they were jealous.

"call……"

After finishing his practice for the day, Mo Xian heaved a sigh of relief and opened his eyes.

After the strength has grown by leaps and bounds, the progress inevitably slows down.

He has now successfully advanced to the realm of the four-star Martial Ancestor. This speed is almost unprecedented.

But in his opinion, this is also very normal, after all, the training places in Beihuang Temple were holy places for him in the past.

He used to be able to make rapid progress under that difficult situation, but now it is naturally easier.

Moreover, he is now equivalent to seven people practicing at the same time.

If the speed is not fast, it can only show that he is really not good.

But such strength is obviously not enough for him.

(End of this chapter)