Seeing the horrified expression on Patriarch Hanmo's face, Zhou Qi felt so happy.

This is what he wants. Doesn't this old guy look down on himself?

What now? Does he still dare to think that way?

At this time, Zhou Qi just wants to gain this reputation and slap those who once looked down on him in the face.

Of course, the person he was most grateful for at this moment was Lu Mingjun.

Without his eldest brother, how could he show off his power in the ring even if he was suffering from cold poison?

"How could this happen? How could this happen? What kind of skill are you doing?"

Ancestor Han Mo was a little panicked. He had never seen such overbearing cold energy.

I always thought that I was the ancestor who played with coldness, but now after comparing it, I found that he is actually the grandson.

The huge gap made him a little unbearable.

What’s even more damning is that the other party is still my former trial tool.

How could this make him feel so embarrassed? So Ancestor Hanmo was eager to know where the problem was.

"Old man, do you really think that your coldness is invincible? To tell you the truth, your three-legged cat skills are simply not enough. Don't worry, I will tell you everything before you die.

But I can’t say it yet because I want to leave you with some surprises. I believe it won’t be long before you know the real answer to the matter, so let’s continue!”

Zhou Qi did not continue to talk nonsense with Patriarch Hanmo, but directly unfolded him.

And launched a new round of attack, and the two men fought again.

After experiencing the first collision, a shadow was left in Ancestor Hanmo's heart.

Therefore, he always carries great pressure when making moves.

As a result, the technical movements are somewhat deformed.

Let's put it this way, he who can usually exert 100% of his strength can only exert 70% at most now.

And this was already the best he could do. When Lu Mingjun saw this, a smile appeared on his face.

Psychological quality is also an extremely important indicator when fighting.

If your mental quality is not strong enough, you will definitely lose when you encounter a well-matched opponent.

The current state of Ancestor Han Mo is the best example.

"Mingjun, what are you laughing at?"

After seeing this, Mr. Han asked Lu Mingjun directly.

He was a little curious in his heart. Did Lu Mingjun see something wrong?

But I also looked at the two people fighting seriously, so why didn't I feel anything?

"Ancestor Han Mo is already panicking. The palm that Zhou Qi gave him just now has had a miraculous effect. If nothing else, this old guy won't be able to display his corresponding strength at all."

Lu Mingjun said with a smile.

After everyone heard this, they began to feel overjoyed.

No one dared to question Mr. Lu's words, because what he said was like the truth.

"Brother Lu, does that mean Zhou Qi can win this victory?"

Of course, the happiest person is Zhou Qi’s girlfriend Chen Qian.

At this moment, she had already dug her nails into the palm of her hand.

In her heart, she was worried about her lover, so after hearing Lu Mingjun's words, she was extremely excited.

"Of course, I said it before the battle. If nothing else happens, Zhou Qi will gain new insights in the process. I believe it won't be long before he can break through again."

Lu Mingjun had a pleased smile on his face. It seemed that the training session given to him before was extremely necessary.

Without the training of Mr. Han, Zhou Qi would not be in such a state now.

Everything is complementary to each other. Of course, this is also inseparable from Zhou Qi's own efforts.

After receiving Lu Mingjun's affirmative reply, everyone felt relieved.

If they were worried about Zhou Qi's safety before, now they can appreciate the battle from the perspective of passers-by.

In fact, just as Lu Mingjun said, Ancestor Han Mo began to become timid.

Zhou Qi quickly gained the upper hand. In fact, this was no wonder Ancestor Han Mo.

His cold energy was completely unable to exert its corresponding effect, and was firmly suppressed by Zhou Qi.

This caused all his advantages to disappear, and he was unable to display his usual abilities.

Mr. Han also plays with cold air and has a deep understanding of this.

"Mingjun, can you tell me why the cold energy in your body is so overbearing? The cold energy in Ancestor Hanmo is also very powerful, but in front of Zhou Qi, there is no room for it."

So after watching for a while, Mr. Han asked Lu Mingjun.

He was also eager to figure this out. Why is Lu Mingjun so powerful?

"Haha, this may be one of my special moves, right? Zhou Qi refined two cold qi, that's why he has the ability he has now."

Young Master Lu said with a smile, all this is thanks to the blood jade and the colorful exquisite pagoda.

Of course, it was not convenient for him to talk about this externally, so he could only talk about it vaguely.

Everything was a coincidence. If I asked him to explain it, he wouldn't know how to say it.

Mr. Han also knew that this might be someone else's secret, so it would be impolite to ask.

So after hearing this answer, I stopped asking any more questions.

But it was Zhou Qi in the ring who had absolutely taken control of the situation.

The coldness on his body became heavier and heavier, and the same was true for the moves he performed.

Although Ancestor Han Mo was born into playing with cold energy, he can no longer bear it now.

At this moment, he felt as if he was in an ice cellar. It was so cold.

The coldness on his body was nothing compared to Zhou Qi's.

This is definitely the first time we have encountered this situation, and it makes Ancestor Hanmo somewhat unable to adapt.

Zhou Qi's realm is obviously several levels behind his own, so why does this happen?

Just imagine, I am half-stepping into the realm of a master, but I am actually being suppressed and beaten by a guy who is in the acquired realm. How embarrassing is this for Ancestor Hanmo?

The shame was only one aspect, he really didn't know what to do.

"Young man named Zhou, what kind of kungfu are you doing?"

Ancestor Han Mo roared hysterically, he had never been so embarrassed.

"Hmph, as long as I can subdue you, it's a good skill, so don't ask about this, just accept death!"

As he spoke, Zhou Qi's attack speed became even faster.

The two of them were on the ring, and a white circle of cold air gradually formed.

At the beginning, they could still be seen clearly, it was just a faint mist.

But as time went on, the fog began to become thicker.

In the end, the entire arena was surrounded by such mist, and everyone around began to feel the coldness...

Due to various problems, the address has been changed. Please save the new address to avoid getting lost.

The chapter content of the web version is slow, please download the Aiyue app to read the latest content

Please exit the transcoding page and download the Aiyue app to read the latest chapter.
Chapter completed!