Chapter eight hundred and fifty seventh one punch and one palm
Lao Mo has been waiting for a long time to come on stage.
Now that I'm on the stage, I can't help but feel a little excited.
We didn't have any friendly attitude towards Wang Qi, who used to find trouble with us.
At the same time, the audience under the ring noticed Lao Mo.
Except for a few people, they know that Lao Mo is very powerful.
Most of them don't know them, or have even seen them.
"Who is this kid? Wanshoutang, have you never heard of him?"
"Who knows, dare to challenge Wang Qi. Either go up and send it off, or you have some strength."
"I feel like there is no chance, Wang Qi is too strong."
"Well, up to twenty rounds, this guy named Mo will lose!"
"..."
Under the ring, many people were not optimistic about Lao Mo, thinking that he was no match for Wang Qi.
Wang Qi on the stage also said disdainfully:
"Boy, are you a dick? You came here with nothing."
"I don't even need a weapon to beat you!"
Lao Mo still showed contempt.
"Arrogant.
I won’t take advantage of you either, so as not to disgrace my reputation.”
After saying that, Wang Qi also threw away the peach wood sword in his hand.
The next second, Wang Qi snorted coldly, and Tao Qi surged all over his body.
In an instant, waves of ripples spread out.
The early stage of Xuan Dan cultivation.
A strong sense of oppression kept coming to Mo Ting.
He turned his whole body towards Lao Mo and rushed over.
The speed is very fast.
When Lao Mo saw the other party rushing towards him, he also rushed towards him.
At the same time, Wang Qi formed a seal with his left hand.
He even growled:
"Dragon Tiger Fist! Imperial Order!"
Wang Qi roared loudly and punched out.
In an instant, Wang Qi punched out with his right hand.
A spell of light appeared throughout the fist.
Gang Qi condensed on the fist, appearing extremely powerful.
Behind the king's flag, golden shadows of dragon and tiger patterns emerged.
This is the secret skill of Longhu Mountain, Longhu Fist.
When people around saw it, they were all surprised and speechless.
"Oh my god! It's Longhushan's secret skill, Longhu Fist!"
"With the addition of magic, this punch can easily break the stone mill."
"Wang Qi used such a secret technique when he came up. That kid named Mo will definitely be out of business."
"..."
Many people around were surprised and their eyes widened.
The senior celebrities on the main stage also nodded slightly.
At Wang Qi's age, he can use Dragon Tiger Fist to this level.
There is a reason why he was called the number one among the younger generation of Taoist sect before.
But as his opponent, Mo Ting didn't take him seriously at all.
There was even a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
Lao Mo did not retreat but moved forward, took a step forward, bowed his waist and made a fist-fighting gesture.
"I'll go, that kid is crazy. He wants to fight Wang Qi!"
"Dragon Tiger Fist is a secret skill, not an ordinary punch.
Within the same level, there is basically no secret skill that is the same as Dragon Tiger Fist."
"Hey! A casual cultivator is a casual cultivator. Maybe he has never heard of Dragon Tiger Fist!
With this move, I'm afraid I'll have to get down."
"..."
Many people shook their heads. Those who just thought Lao Mo could hold on to twenty moves all shook their heads slightly.
Even some of the older generation no longer think highly of Lao Mo.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Qi punched out.
Hunting with the strong wind, dragons roaring and tigers roaring, it is extremely powerful.
And Lao Mo slapped it with a fierce palm.
Then he shouted:
"Five Thunder Palms!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a white light suddenly appeared on the palm of Lao Mo's right hand.
"Kak-ka-ka" electric current appeared on the entire palm and even the arm.
Even if Wang Qi saw it, he would still be surprised.
It's Refa.
Not to mention the thunder method and high-level Taoism, the training is even more demanding.
Among thousands of people, not one person may be able to practice the thunder method.
"Thunder Fa, it's actually a Thunder Fa!"
"Oh my god! This kid actually knows the thunder method!"
"..."
There was another exclamation from below.
Even Wang Qi showed a hint of panic and fear at this moment.
But the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.
Wang Qi increased his strength and punched.
The two of them roared at the same time:
"break!"
In an instant, the two of them punched and slapped each other.
There was an explosion, the golden light vibrated, and the electric arc jumped.
A burst of strong energy violently shook all around.
The dust on the arena was instantly stirred up.
The dragon and tiger seal on Wang Qi's fist broke instantly, and the electric current spread along his fist to his entire arm.
"ah!"
A scream rang out, and Wang Qi flew out instantly.
Many people's eyes widened and they stood up unconsciously.
It was Wang Qi. Wang Qi, the great disciple of Longhu Mountain, was punched and fell to the ground...
A closer look revealed that Wang Qi's face was charred and black.
The green shirt on his right arm was even more tattered, as if it had been burned by fire.
Wang Qi wanted to get up, but just raised his head.
A mouthful of blood spurted out with a "pop" sound.
Then he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground with a "clang", being beaten until he fainted.
For a moment, the whole place was in an uproar.
The spectators present looked at the arena in disbelief.
"King, was the king's flag blown away?"
"Oh my God! Wang Qi lost the fist fight!"
"It's unbelievable, it's actually Brother Leifa."
"..."
Many older generations gasped when they saw it.
What they saw was not that Wang Qi lost.
It was the thunder method that Lao Mo had just cast.
Five Thunder Palms.
In his twenties, he can perform thunder magic.
This talent and ability make people jealous and envious.
The referee and medical staff quickly came to the stage.
Taoist Priest Qingshan, the leader of Longhu Mountain, jumped up, hugged Wang Qi and said nervously:
"Qier, Qier!"
This chapter has been completed!