With one move, Mo Duyu won the victory and established his power.

If the son of an ascetic is like this, there are not many people in the world, at least they can be comparable to the son of a famous scholar.

Some people even speculate that this person is a talent secretly cultivated by Taoism and belongs to the same level as the two Taoists.

Taking his fierce power, after the battle, he ushered in a short period of cold events, but no one challenged him.

After all, the son of the ascetic has ended up being too terrible, and no one wants to be burned to black charcoal like him.

"Who is on?"

Many eyes looked around and looked at the directions of major forces such as Buddhism and Taoism and Shuzhong.

Taoism shows off its cards and wants to compete with it, it must be an existence at the same level as Buddhism and Taoism.

However, the Buddhist and Taoist sides are not stupid, so how could they get the snatch from their fire?

In fact, all forces on the mountain held hope, hoping that Taoism and Buddhism and Taoism would both suffer losses, and finally let the weaker ones get the advantage.

How could it be that beautiful?

Under the numerous ardent gazes, Yuantong, Di Xin and the man in black robe behind him simply closed his eyes and ignored them.

I looked at the three sword immortals in Shu and whispered to each other, not on the rooftop.

"Mo Duyu is unfathomable and has not put in all his strength!"

"Yes, the son of the ascetic has not been able to force his trump card!"

"Don't go up for the time being, wait for others to come on stage to see if he can try out his true strength!"

Look, the sword immortal is also very cautious.

Fang Dou, uh, people have clearly stated that they will not come to power, and they will not expect it.

No one is on stage, can it be over like this?

Of course not!

"Haha, I want to challenge you in the chef's son!"

A fat man holding a large cauldron, with a big waist and a round waist, but surprisingly light body.

I saw the afterimage passing by, and the man had already landed on the ring, without any movement.

"It's him, the chef?"

This chef's son is similar to the Yebing and Dans, and is both auxiliary and not good at fighting.

No one expected that he would be the second challenge?

Many schools of chefs who are familiar with the details immediately came up with an idea, what was he going to do?

The body of more than 300 kilograms was filled in like this, and it was simply delivered to the door to boil oil.

"you?"

Mo Duyu frowned slightly. The son of an ascetic just now was quite capable. The fat man in front of him was just a useless fool.

"good!"

The son of the chef, with a slap in his chin, his amazing five-layer chin, rippling with water.

"Mo Duyu, you and I understand that the son of an ascetic is not a mediocre person!"

"You can defeat him, and you won't laugh even if you lose it!"

"The others were scared by you and were reluctant to come on stage, but I wanted to fight, bet you have not recovered yet!"

As soon as the words were finished, all parties on the stage were in agitation, and all kinds of voices rang out like a tide.

"Why didn't I expect it!"

"What a chef's son, he looks like a pig, but he is more elegant than a monkey!"

"Oh, I was deceived by Taoists!"

More and more people think back that something is indeed wrong. Mo Duyu deliberately creates momentum, making everyone feel that he is not easy to mess with, just to stop everyone and leave him enough time to recover his vitality.

I just regretted that I was too cautious and had a great opportunity, but I snatched it away by the son of the chef.

"You said I..."

Mo Duyu seemed to find it funny and didn't explain, "Since you think so, just do it!"

The son of the chef nodded. Just as he was about to do so, he placed the three-person-high cauldron in his hand heavily on the ground.

This big tripod is also the chef's magic weapon. Although it is not at the level of psychics, it is not as good as the Walker Staff, but it is also a powerful magic weapon.

Since ancient times, the chef has been cooking for noble people for their living, and this big cauldron is kitchen utensils.

"Mo Duyu, I have already seen that your fire magic is powerful!"

"As long as you restrain your fire, you will be like a tiger without minions and will never be majestic again!"

The son of the chef came prepared and slapped the big tripod beside him. The sound of water rippling in the muffled sound came.

Everyone on the stage was amazed again, and they were indeed a human spirit!

First, take advantage of the opponent's lack of strength and then take targeted measures. This is obviously going to win!

"Master, that big fat man is so amazing!"

Hongluan also sighed quite well that the other party could take action first, and every move had a profound meaning. Everyone could only take the matter in hindsight and guess his intention.

"Remember, there are powerful people everywhere in the world!"

Fang Dou did not forget to take the opportunity to call his disciple, "Don't be proud and careless, and underestimate the people of the world!"

"Then Master, can this fat man win?"

Fang Dou did not answer, but said, "Maybe he can force Mo Duyu to part of his true strength?"

"ah!"

Hongluan was stunned. Master's evaluation of Mo Duyu was too high.

On the rooftop, the chef's son moved.

"Your fire magic is powerful. Even if I invite the Three Rivers Water, it will be difficult to resist!"

"But, I have something even better!"

"The water in the East China Sea is surging, and it can reach the sky, endless!"

"In my big tripod, there are indices of the East China Sea water, which can continuously attract sea water!"

"Although water and fire are incompatible, the gap is too huge, and it can only be a one-sided crush!"

"bring it on!"

The son of the chef suddenly raised the cauldron and poured it down slightly.

Immediately, dozens of tons of blue sea water hit the ring heavily, rolling up large pieces of waves.

These sea waters, like eyes and feet, automatically surged towards Mo Duyu.

Mo Duyu frowned slightly, got up from the ground, flew into the air, and watched the surging sea water below, which had already flooded the entire sacrificial platform.

It’s no wonder anyone comes. The sea water flows to the edge of the sacrifice rooftop and stops immediately without leaking out at all.

From the outside world, it seems like a transparent wall that has closed on all sides has risen around the sacrifice rooftop, forming a hanging pool in all directions.

Hurry!

The sea water in the cauldron seemed endless, and the water surface rose rapidly, quickly catching up with Mo Duyu who had soared into the air.

Mo Duyu knew that no matter how high he rose, the sea water below could catch up. This was the killer move of the son of the chef.

"So that's the case!"

Mo Duyu's ten fingers pointed, sparks flew out and fell on the water below.

Gudongdong, violent boiling occurred, and ten huge puddles were immediately concave on the water surface. This was a strange scene where the sea water was evaporated and the surrounding water surface was not in time to replenish.

"Good come!"

The chef's son was in a hurry to fight, so he put his mouth to the big cauldron and drank the sea water.

Mo Duyu waved his cuffs, and countless sparks turned into butterflies, dancing and circling down, with the target of the chef's son.

However, the chef's son was filled with blue water.

These butterflies that seem beautiful but can actually melt gold and iron will be flooded by rising waves after rising slightly.

You can even see the butterflies transformed from the fire, due to their strong firepower, cannot be extinguished even if they are submerged under the water. They float up and down in the blue sea, and look inexplicably brilliant and beautiful.
Chapter completed!