Under one person: Get the Beiming magic skill at the beginning

It was none other than the first move of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, "The Dragon Regrets!"

As the dragon-shaped palm swept across, more than a dozen pieces of rubble exploded, sending dust billowing into the sky and nearly obscuring half of the area.

He had just made his move.

Feng Xingtong's figure suddenly appeared from behind, and at the same time, a sharp sound of air being torn apart came.

"This is exactly the time I've been waiting for. Bring it on!"

Feng Xingtong had already devised a strategy beforehand.

Mo Wen's skill was too high; even if the snake spirit possessed him, he was no match for him.

Therefore, we must find weaknesses and seize the opportunity to act.

Mo Wen is currently in a period where the old forces have faded and the new forces have yet to emerge.

This is an absolutely perfect opportunity!

"Finally... I managed to hit Mo Ge once!"

Just as Feng Xingtong was extremely excited, Mo Wen suddenly turned around and gave him a handsome and gentle smile.

But after that smile came a dragon's roar that made his heart tremble.

Mo Wen, who had just finished one move and should have been waiting to catch his breath before launching another, drew a circle with his palm without stopping and struck at him again, defying common sense.

The dragon that soars too high will regret it!

Seeing the dragon-shaped palm force clearly visible to the naked eye, Feng Xingtong's smile didn't even have time to change, so he could only change his move on the spot and cross his arms.

Then, with a bang.

He was knocked away again.

The audience on the stage remained completely silent, their eyes glued to the intense battle.

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Chapter 209 Brother Mo, I've seen through your moves! The Willow Immortal's supernatural powers!

Seeing how fiercely Feng Xingtong and Mo Wen fought.

No, it was a situation that could be described as one-sided.

The audience was silent.

Because things didn't turn out exactly as they expected.

I thought Feng Xingtong would use the famous Eight Extraordinary Techniques - Spirit Binding and General Condemning.

At the same time, he asked the Snake Immortal, one of the five great immortals worshipped by the Northeast Shaman clan in ancient times, to possess him.

Their strength has already jumped to the top level.

Even in the opening odds, Feng Xingtong's odds surpassed those of Mo Wen and Zhang Lingyu.

It became the darkest horse in the race.

After all, the Five Immortals of Northeast China are extremely famous, and with the addition of the Spirit-Binding and General-Summoning abilities, Feng Xingtong has a very high chance of becoming the champion of the Luotian Grand Ceremony.

Mo Wen's past records and performance in the previous matches.

Although it's also very impressive.

But no one believed he could compare to Feng Xingtong, who was possessed by a snake spirit.

However, the truth surprised everyone.

From the start until now, Feng Xingtong, who should have had the advantage, has been under pressure.

Mo Wen, who wasn't favored by many, didn't even move an inch.

Such a stark contrast is enough to leave one speechless.

"Wow...that's amazing, Brother Mo, you're really incredible..."

Feng Xingtong, who had been knocked away, clutched her chest, panting with a pained expression.

I just took a solid blow from Mo Wen's palm.

Even with a timely reaction and the protection of Liu Kunsheng's power.

Feng Xingtong also felt a tightness in his chest and his blood was churning; he needed to catch his breath.

After catching her breath, Feng Xingtong looked at Mo Wen with some confusion: "But Brother Mo, why do you always use the same move?"

"Can't you try another move, or is this the only technique you have?"

Although I don't know the full details of Mo Wen's palm technique.

Feng Xingtong, who was well-versed in the methods of various sects and had seen a lot, could tell that Mo Wen had been using the same move every time he had come back.

"Oh, not really."

Mo Wen smiled and kindly answered Feng Xingtong's questions.

"My technique is called the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, which has eighteen moves."

"And those were all the first strikes, called 'The Dragon Regrets'."

Mo Wen casually raised his right hand, and with a wave of his hand, a whooshing sound was generated, and the air formed a turbulent current, as if a dragon's roar was coming out.

Looking at Feng Xingtong's surprised expression.

Mo Wen smiled slightly, "If you can break through my palm strike, I'll switch to the next one, how about it?"

Feng Xingtong immediately perked up.

"So it's called the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms. Subduing the dragon, what a powerful name!"

"You can only use the second move if you can crack the first one, that's what you said!"

“I just observed your move. Although the palm strike was fierce, the technique itself wasn’t particularly remarkable. It’s not difficult to counter it.”

Seeing that Feng Xingtong was somewhat unconvinced.

Mo Wen said "Oh" and smiled, "Then you give it a try."

"Let's give it a try!"

Feng Xingtong let out a low shout, and surging Yin energy surged within his body, instantly boosting his physical functions. He exerted force with his legs, creating a small crater several centimeters deep in the ground, and quickly rushed towards Mo Wen.

at the same time.

Feng Xingtong's mind raced as he considered countermeasures.

"From the previous few moves, it can be seen that the first move of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms is similar to the Splitting Palm, but I don't know why it doesn't need to recover its energy before it can deliver the next move."

"But in any case, this palm technique remains unchanged. As long as you know the route in advance, you can avoid it."

"No matter how powerful the palm strike, it's useless!"

Thinking this, Feng Xingtong moved his feet and rushed forward, throwing a punch.

Mo Wen calmly raised his palm and struck out. Although he was a step slower, he struck first and sent Feng Xingtong flying.

Fortunately, Feng Xingtong had built up defenses in advance.

Since he had already planned to feign an attack, he only took half of the palm strike.

Even so, Feng Xingtong felt a numbness in her forearm after it was swept.

The black energy used for protection was also teetering on the brink of collapse and almost vanished.

"Damn, thank goodness we didn't actually go for it... Brother Mo's palm technique is too powerful, much stronger than Bai Hong's palm force..."

Feng Xingtong, who had taken seven or eight steps back, secretly rejoiced.

He immediately used his movement technique again to attack Mo Wen.

His goal is very clear.

Let Mo Wen use 'The Dragon Regrets' a few more times.

After being slapped away once again, Feng Xingtong felt as if her arms were no longer her own.

But despite paying such a price, the results were remarkable.

"Brother Mo, I've seen through your trick!"

Feng Xingtong's eyes shone brightly as he charged forward again. With the power of the Snake Immortal, his figure moved so fast that it was difficult to see with the naked eye.

Seeing the black energy rising from Feng Xingtong as he charged towards them.

Mo Wen drew a circle with his right hand, and the dragon-shaped palm force roared and charged forward.

However, because his palm strike was seen through, Feng Xingtong suddenly stepped on the ground to dodge, instantly circling behind Mo Wen, leaving an afterimage in the same spot.

Having reached a blind spot, Feng Xingtong, his fist shrouded in dense black energy, struck Mo Wen's lower back.

Mo Wen suddenly turned around, and his right hand, which had been releasing palm force, struck with undiminished power, accompanied by a heart-chilling whistling sound.

"I've been waiting for this moment!"

"Blackwater Swamp!"

Feng Xingtong's eyes suddenly lit up. Having already gathered his strength, he immediately unleashed Liu Kunsheng's methods.

boom!

The black, malevolent energy exploded from his body like a bomb, spreading throughout the entire area.

In an instant, a chilling, damp atmosphere filled the air.

Even the dry land became slippery and sticky.

This is one of the methods of the snake spirit Liu Kunsheng, or it can also be called the divine power of his true name.

After unleashing his power, Feng Xingtong didn't have time to feel the enhanced state. He quickly lowered his head and squatted down. The sharp palm wind was like a steel knife scraping across his head, and countless silver hairs flew like snowflakes.

My goodness...

Feng Xingtong suppressed his panic and swallowed hard. He felt like he was dancing on the edge of a knife.

Thinking this, he didn't dare to stop moving and slipped to Mo Wen's side.