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

"I'm going, it's too fast!"

Everyone saw the shock on Wu Jiulu's face on the stage, and Mo Wen's faint smile with a hint of joy.

They suddenly understood that something they didn't know happened in the smoke just now.

Damn it, it's all that brat, what kind of smoke bombs are they throwing!

"Hallmaster, how did you get around behind me?"

"I clearly caught your distracting thoughts, but you are behind me, I..."

Wu Jiulu looked puzzled and wanted to know what happened.

"Caught my distracting thoughts?" Mo Wen was a little surprised, and returned the cross dart to Wu Jiulu.

It is not easy to detect other people's distracting thoughts.

It takes rigorous and long-term training to acquire this ability.

"From the point of view of means, you are a bit like an assassin killer."

"I don't know, this method was taught to me by my grandfather when I was a child. He said that the things passed down in the family should not be lost."

"But I can't make money with this thing, so after hearing the news, I came here, hehe."

"By the way, Hall Master, you haven't told me yet."

Is it a family tradition?

Seeing Wu Jiulu smirking and wanting to know, Mo Wen patted him on the shoulder: "You are already very good, it's just that my skills and cultivation are higher."

"Practice hard in the future, and when you become stronger, I will give you a salary increase."

"Salary increase? I know the Palace Master, I will work hard!" Wu Jiulu's expression lifted, and he immediately puffed up his chest and said seriously.

Then go back to your seat.

Mo Wen smiled, looked at another lottery draw on the panel, and said to the people waiting in front, "Next."

This time, a short man about 1.5 meters tall and wearing a gray hat came up.

Wearing clothes that look very baggy.

It's a bit funny like a child wearing adult clothes.

"Master Mo, my name is Zhang De, and I am a different person."

Zhang De cupped his hands, and his voice was as crisp as a child's.

Seeing the short Zhang De, some people in the seats laughed, but more people looked serious.

They wanted to judge Mo Wen's strength through this time.

"Hello, Zhang De." Mo Wen nodded, indicating that the other party could make a move.

"Be careful, Palace Master."

After Zhang De finished speaking, his whole body suddenly exploded with yellow real energy, and his figure swelled up as if inflated, instantly turning into a 1.8-meter-tall explosive muscular man.

Stepping on the ground hard, he rushed towards Mo Wen like a speeding car.

"Oh? An innate ability of the type of physical training?"

Seeing this, the eyes of the people present were fixed, and the person who laughed just now knew that he had underestimated the other party.

From the breath alone, they could feel each other's energy like a volcanic eruption.

Everyone looked forward to it, wondering how Mo Wen should respond.

"Not bad! Another good player." Mo Wen smiled.

Afterwards, he mobilized the true qi in his body like a river, and the blue-blue qi flames surrounded his body to meet the opponent.

boom!

The dull voice seemed to be struck with a sledgehammer, which made people feel deeply uncomfortable.

A strong airflow swept from the stage to the surroundings.

Everyone couldn't help squinting their eyes, and Yan Junde, who was standing in the distance, put his arms in front of him.

In the next second, everyone's eyes widened.

I saw Zhang De, a muscular man who was bigger than a bodybuilder, with bulging veins on his forehead, his face twisted, and he pushed forward with all his strength.

And Mo Wen, who was about the same height as him, but obviously much thinner, stood there like a wall.

"Fuck! This can be blocked!" Someone exclaimed.

"Is this kid still human?"

There were also whispers.

"How is it possible!?" Zhang De was shocked. In his feelings, he seemed to be pushing another mountain, and he couldn't shake it at all.

but why?

This is unscientific, he obviously feels that the other party has not tempered his body!

How can I stop myself who has practiced in the Vajra Sect?

But he also noticed that Mo Wen's face was expressionless, his lips were tightly closed, and his cheeks were puffed up.

This made Zhang De even more puzzled.

At this moment, he saw the handsome young man in front of him showing a somewhat stiff smile to him.

Then the boy raised his palm and lightly pressed it on his chest.

In an instant, a huge impact like mountains and seas came from his chest, knocking him out suddenly, hitting the wall of the council hall and inlaying it in.

Cobweb-like cracks spread.

This scene.

All the sects and scattered people on the seat had different expressions.

The only thing in common is the solemnity and shock deep in their eyes.

Could it be that Mo Wen is also a master of horizontal training! ?

......

Chapter 56 System, direct ten consecutive draws!

Just when the eyes of the strangers in the seats flickered.

Zhang De, who was embedded in the wall, used his body strength to push himself off the wall, half kneeling on the ground.

"Ahem...Thank you, Master Mo, for your mercy, Zhang De admires you."

"To be honest, in the competition of strength, I am confident that even the disciples of the Chai School are better than half, but I didn't expect that I couldn't push Master Mo."

"Dianzhu Mo is very skillful!"

Zhang De's face was serious, and he stood up slowly while clutching his chest, a trace of surprise and admiration flashed in the depths of his eyes.

As a congenital stranger, he was born with a strong physique and incomparable strength.

After experiencing the practice of Vajra Sect, he is very confident in strength and physical defense, in order to verify his own cultivation, and to vent his exuberant energy and desire to fight.

Zhang De even went to the Chai School's Henglian sect to challenge, and won seven consecutive victories. Later, the head of the Chai School personally handed him down, and he lost.

You know, Chai Pai is a group of brothers who specialize in physical training.

Day after day, he polished his body and broke through the limit.

It's normal for an elite to defeat him personally, but what about Mo Wen?

He didn't notice traces of physical training on Mo Wen, but he was still able to compete with himself in terms of strength.

How can this not shock Zhang De.

Upon hearing Zhang De's words, the strangers present looked surprised, and there was a commotion at the scene.

"Chai Pai Henglian? That's a famous body training school!"

"Now one of the top ten, Na Ruhu, known as one of the two heroes of the alien world, seems to have also cultivated in the Chai school!"

"I remembered that a few years ago, someone came to challenge the Chai faction, and defeated six or seven disciples in a row before being defeated by the disciples passed on by the master! Could it be this virtue!?"

"This Zhang De is not easy..."

"You're wrong. What's more, it's Dianzhu Mo. Think about his age."

"Hiss—just block the masters of horizontal training who have won consecutive victories from the Chai sect, this Mo Wen... Palace Master Mo is a bit outrageous!"

"This temper is also strong enough, and head-to-head against the master of horizontal training, and he still didn't lose!"

The people present were discussing in low voices. In the corner, Fu Rong's eyes were wide open, and her pink lips were slightly parted.

"This person is too tough, yes, he's a bit manly..."

Looking at the smile on the corner of Mo Wen's mouth on the stage, Fu Rong's fair face turned red.

On the other side, the bearded man Gao Jianzhong was also startled, and secretly sighed: "That's amazing, Brother Mo, wait, he won't be hiding his clumsiness all the time, right?"

"This is much better than before!"

This group of people had their own ideas, after seeing the power displayed by Mo Wen.

They have made corresponding changes in their assessment of Mo Wen and in their follow-up countermeasures.

The heart pays more attention.

After all, in the circle of aliens, Fist still has the greatest say.

Mo Wen's face was stunned, no wonder it was so difficult to block just now.

It turns out that Zhang De's level of horizontal training is better than that of the disciples of the famous body training school Chai School, which can be compared to his own.

"You're not bad, Zhang De. If I hadn't been skilled enough, I wouldn't have been able to stop you."

Mo Wen clenched his fist and smiled.

In order to impress this group of people, he chose the stupidest and most shocking method to deal with the masters of horizontal training.