Chapter 133: Dual Cultivation of Spirit and Martial Arts!?
Yue Moqing avoided Yue Moran's gaze unnaturally and turned to the figure on the stage, while Yue Moxian looked embarrassed and lowered her head aggrievedly, looking at her toes.
"Aren't you falling in love with that Mo Wuxing?"
Yue Moran saw Yue Moxian’s thoughts and seemed a little angry.
"I..." Yue Moqian wanted to speak but stopped, but under Yue Moqian's gaze, she had to nod helplessly.
"well..."
Yue Moran sighed, touched Yue Moqian's hair with her jade hand, and said softly: "Good luck makes people feel good, Junior Sister Qian, please take care of yourself."
Upon hearing this, Yue Moqian's eyes turned red and she swallowed: "I'm sorry, senior sister, I don't mean to betray Qianyue Palace. I have always regarded him as Senior Brother Chen. I thought he just had difficulties. I really don't know he is not..."
"Then you know now, what would you do?"
"I..."
"Okay, junior sister, although I can't understand, I won't blame you." Yue Moran said with a sad expression: "If one day you stand opposite to Qianyue Palace, I will attack you without hesitation. At that time, please don't blame me, we have a different position."
Yue Moqian's eyes were wet with tears, and she shook her head sadly: "My senior sister, I don't know how to do something to be sorry for Qianyue Palace! I will always be a disciple of Qianyue Palace!"
Yue Moran patted Yue Moqian's shoulder with a complicated expression, and finally turned her eyes back to the stage.
On the stage, Yue Mochen was panting like a cow, and the oscillation of the sea of souls made him suffer.
Mo Buping on the opposite side was not easy. The large amount of blood loss made him pale, and he could only use the power of spiritual thoughts to suppress the bleeding speed of the wound.
Both of them paused their attacks and met from afar, but the fighting spirit in their eyes did not weaken at all due to their respective injuries.
After calming down a little, Yue Mochen stood up straight, raised the long sword in his hand and smiled faintly: "Now, do you still want to persuade me to admit defeat?"
"why not?"
Mo Buping tightened the broken inner armor, then took out a wooden stick about three feet long from his arms, and smiled and said, "If you only have this ability, then give up as soon as possible!"
Yue Mochen raised his eyelids lazily, flicked the sword's edge with his right thumb, and joked: "Just just now, you shouted to let me admit defeat, but what happened? Is it still painful after so much blood shed? It turns out that you still want to shed once a month in the future?"
"Ha ha ha ha..."
The audience burst into laughter, and even the big guys on the rostrum couldn't help laughing.
"This kid! His mouth is even more powerful than a sword."
Dugucheng smiled and said, he seemed to enjoy that the representative of the Mo family was defeated on the stage.
In the top ten contestants, Yue Moran, who had just returned to the table, looked at the figure on the stage and his eyes flashed.
"It's really a pain."
"When you have a long hair and a waist, you will show off your turmoil again."
"It's time for you to shed blood once a month!"
......
Aren't these words he often said? At this moment, the figure on the stage gradually overlapped with the figure in her heart.
"My junior brother...is it really you?"
Looking at the familiar but unfamiliar smile, Yue Moran, who was in the audience, opened her red lips and murmured with a complicated expression.
On the stage, Mo Buping looked cold and said angrily: "It seems that I overestimated you. If you can talk, then go on and don't wait and regret it!"
"Then come on."
Yue Mochen took a step forward and picked up a few sword flowers, which burst into pieces in the air, making them very gorgeous.
"Please teach me how to write these two words regret!"
After saying that, the spiritual energy in his body soared into the sky and surged. Yue Mochen's aura was suddenly more than several times stronger than before. Then he pointed forward with the right hand holding the sword, and stroked Mo Buping's direction from afar. A loud bang sounded directly above Mo Buping.
Everyone looked up and saw a giant sword about ten meters long and nearly one meter wide quickly condensed in the air, and then, as everyone exclaimed, fell down towards Mo Buping on the stage!
Mo Buping's expression changed. Since the giant sword condensed, he found that his body suddenly became heavier, as if his strength was bound by the invisible chains. The next moment, he had already felt the sharp aura coming from the giant sword!
In the horrified eyes of everyone, the ground under Mo Buping could no longer withstand the pressure from the giant sword, and exploded with a bang, then collapsed nearly meter, like a deep sword pit!
Just as Qianjun was shooting, a ferocious roar came from Mo Buping's mouth. Then, a dazzling fire light burst out from his body. A lifelike fiery red tiger soared into the sky and hit the giant sword falling from mid-air with heavy blows!
"The spiritual energy transforms!? How is it possible!?" "Isn't Yue Moyu a spiritual thought master? Why did he suddenly become a warrior?"
"Damn, is he a spiritual martial arts dual cultivation?"
"How is it possible? You can reach the final with spiritual thoughts alone, and the spiritual energy is so powerful?"
"The attack just now had at least a hundred kalpa realm of cultivation, right?"
Everyone in the audience exclaimed, and the fact that Mo Buping suddenly used spiritual energy to transform was obviously aroused everyone.
Others don’t know, but how could Yue Mochen not know? Yue Moyu is a heavenly warrior. He only switched to spiritual thoughts after being taken over by Mo Buping. It is normal for the dual spiritual martial arts to appear on him. The only surprise to Yue Mochen is that Mo Buping actually cultivated spiritual energy so quickly.
This small accident became the key to the other party's escape. Even though Yue Mochen had increased his strength immediately, it was still too late.
The tiger rushed up and hit the tip of the giant sword. The giant sword made a loud sound of sword, and the sword body was shaking. Although it did not disintegrate, after such a collision, the giant sword itself's lock on Mo Buping instantly weakened.
Mo Buping felt his body relaxed, and before the giant sword arrived, he flashed lightly and escaped from the sword pit.
Just as he escaped from the sword pit, the giant sword fell down immediately, and with a loud bang, the giant sword fell into the competition stage, and the entire square still shook itself, shaking the smoke and dust in the sky.
"I said, don't think that if you understand the sword intent, you will be invincible in the world. You are not the only genius in this world!"
Mo Buping's voice came from the smoke and dust, and the next moment, his figure appeared in front of Yue Mochen! Then came a sword light!
Yue Mochen felt a sharp chill coming, and his feet moved and flew back.
The next moment, a sword light blew on the position where Yue Mochen was standing, and gravel flew.
Yue Mochen walked leisurely in the garden, shuttled among the flying gravel.
"Lou...Lou Lei Body Technique!"
Off the stage, Yue Moran stared blankly at the flexible figure on the stage, and crystal tears flashed in her eyes...