While the two were talking, Chen Kuang and Mo Ying had already fought downstairs.

Mo Ying accumulated anger in his heart, so he had no reservations when he made a move. He used a dragon-capturing hand to form a claw, and rushed straight to Shen Kuan's shoulder with the sound of breaking the wind. The force was astonishing.

If it is a pure competition for internal strength or swordsmanship, even if Chen Kuang's cultivation is weaker than the opponent, he is not afraid of his own strengths, but now he is not willing to fight against the enemy's strengths. He slowly uses Liuxu's body technique and accumulates energy under his feet. In an instant, his body leaves his original position, leaving only a shadow.

Facing his attack, he didn't move at all. Mo Ying thought Chen Kuang was already scared, so when he saw that he was about to succeed, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. The next second, when he was about to capture Chen Kuang's shoulder, his claws changed, tightened vigorously, and took advantage of the situation to crush Chen Kuang's shoulders. But soon, the smile on his face disappeared.

He did not encounter Chen Kuang as he imagined. He grabbed Kong with one blow, and Chen Kuang's figure slowly disappeared in front of him. He was slightly shocked and then quickly reacted. The afterimage left by Chen Kuang just now was just the afterimage left by Chen Kuang.

Sudden screams of exclamations came from the scene at this time, and they were all deceived by Chen Kuang's body movements, just like Mo Ying.

"The best Taoist light skills!" Zong Yangqiu, who was standing beside him, exclaimed slightly.

Mo Ying turned his head and saw Chen Kuang who had moved to the right back of his body, and his expression gradually became serious. Facing him, the other party was always fearless, and now it seemed that he really had some arrogant capital. The body technique that Chen Kuang had just used was first not low, and secondly, Mo Ying knew that he had also cultivated him to an extremely high level, otherwise it would not have been possible to avoid his attack so easily. He did not think too much, and his speed also soared. He never failed in terms of skills in hand and foot.

The next second, everyone saw a silhouette in the field. Although there were only two people, they looked like there were countless people. Accompanied by the intricate figures, there were constant impacts and sounds of breaking the wind.

Chen Kuang's body movement was faster than Mo Ying. He thought he had the advantage and soon realized that the force he hit the opponent's body could not cause any harm. Another interweaving of fists and shadows, he finally understood the reason, the Buddhist golden body and method. This old man not only practiced his skills in boxing and footing to the extreme, but even practiced Buddhist body and body refining techniques. With the blessing of the golden body and method, his body was also different from normal.

After another fight, the two separated briefly.

Although this competition was not short, they failed to cause any substantial damage to the other party. The depressed Mo Ying not only failed to defeat Shen in one blow

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Moreover, he was led by the other party in the constant body temptation competition. Although he didn't care about the general attack of the golden body craft compared to Shen Kuan, the current situation could be said to be an insult to him, so he said angrily: "Boy, what's the ability to run around? How dare you fight me head-on?"

Chen Kuang smiled, and then said two words: "I dare not!"

"Old man, you practice boxing and kicking, I practice swords. I didn't even bring my sword with you today. You want me to fight you head-on? Isn't this a chance to take advantage, and what's the point?"

Mo Ying snorted coldly: "Hmph, I don't want to take advantage of you, a junior, so how do you think you will fight?"

Seeing that the other party was gradually falling into the trap, Chen Kuang smiled and said, "How about you and I each put a palm on it?"

"Want to compete with me for internal strength?" Mo Ying also smiled.

"What, don't you dare?"

"What's not to dare?"

After saying that, a black true energy surged out from Mo Ying's body. What was strange was that the black was mixed with a faint golden color, just like a ray of light revealed in the night sky. Mo Ying's arms were intertwined, his five fingers were in the shape of a palm, and he rushed directly towards Chen Kuang with one bulge. Even if Chen Kuang was far away, he could feel the terrifying force contained in this palm.

Chen Kuang knew that this old man was really angry!

Seeing this, he didn't dare to hold it up. He clasped his hands together, and a purple true energy continued to gush out from his palms, and the black hair was all the time without wind. After accumulating strength, he blasted out his palm and faced Mo Ying's attack.

The two of them did not contact their palms, and the purple and black true energy collided in the center of the field. The tremendous energy leaked surprised everyone present. Such power was extraordinary realm that warriors could reach.

The true energy fluctuations that emerged from the young man were vigorous and deep, and compared to Mo Ying, it felt like he was pressing over the head. Everyone unconsciously rubbed their eyes and found that it was not dazzled, so when they looked at Shenqu again, it was difficult to connect him with a young man.

After seeing Chen Kuang come out of his palm, Mo Ying finally realized that something was wrong. He understood that Chen Kuang had been using aggressive methods to force him to compete with him for internal strength. But now he knew that everything could not be stopped, so he could only try his best. He firmly believed that no matter how genius the other party was, he was just a young boy. All talents were in vain in the face of absolute strength.

A roar came from the field, stirring up smoke and dust in the sky. Everyone knew that the victory and defeat were decided. The vision was blocked, and everyone was dispelling the blocked smoke and dust with their hands. They were all very

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I'm curious who won.

Slowly, the breeze gradually stopped, the smoke and dust in the field dissipated, and all the dust settled.

Everyone was surprised to find that the figure of the young man who was highly anticipated had disappeared. When they looked in the direction of the old man, everyone saw that he was lying on the ground with messy hair, and there was still a pile of blood in front of him, and he was defeated.

"That old man lost!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, and in a daze, everyone came to their senses from their surprise. They wanted to find the figure of the boy from the crowd, but looking around, there was no trace of the boy, and even the girls disappeared at this moment.

"Uncle Zong, Mo Ying is really defeated!" Yu Wenyuan widened his eyes and looked at Mo Ying, who was lying on the ground and holding his chest. His ups and downs were telling his surprise. Mo Ying, who might not even be able to win, fell in front of him, with a sad expression. Yuan Wu, who had been standing beside him, kept swaying his teeth and claws, said nothing at this time.

"This boy has a deep internal strength, and I'm afraid even me is inferior. However, I seem to have seen his strange body skills somewhere, but I lost my impression for a while." Zong Yangqiu was not concerned about the victory or defeat of the two. Although he was also surprised that Chen Kuang won so easily, he noticed Chen Kuang's strange body skills from the beginning, which was a familiar feeling.

Yu Wenyuan was even more surprised when he heard this. Uncle Zong knew his strength and even felt inferior to that of the sect. Isn’t this young man… “Has he reached that level at such a young age?”

Zong Yangqiu shook his head and said, "It's not yet. His real realm should be in the Guiyuan realm, but his internal strength is far beyond ordinary Guiyuan. I originally thought he was just a young genius, but now it seems that he is more outstanding than I think. With his talent, he is likely to become the youngest master. Compared with the sword god back then, even..."

"If I can use it for my own purposes, it will definitely be another great help. Uncle Zong, send someone to investigate his origin. Such people should make friends as soon as possible."

"No, young master!"

On the pavilion of Tingxiang Garden.

The maid Chen'er looked downstairs happily and said, "Miss, he won."

"The person is gone, too!" the girl whispered.

She was actually very surprised, but she didn't show it. There were such young geniuses in Meiwu City, but they didn't know anything about it before. She lowered her eyes and thought slightly, and before she knew it, she became even more curious about the red mud alley that Chen'er said.

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