The energy flow generated by the explosion mixed with dust raised by the energy quickly spread throughout the hall. At this time, the hall seemed to be covered by thick fog. Everyone closed their eyes and covered their ears. The scene was so quiet that even the heartbeats of everyone were very clear.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Finally, as the dust gradually dissipated, a question broke the silence in the venue. Hearing this sound, all the onlookers opened their eyes one after another and looked around. Slowly, the center of the venue became clear again, and a thin figure gradually appeared in everyone's eyes.

The figure was Mo Ran. At this time, he was standing straight in the center of the venue, panting with heavy breaths. Judging from his floating mouth that kept floating up and down, it was obvious that the thunder in his palm just now consumed a lot of his internal energy, but even so, Mo Ran stood steadily, with his hands hanging naturally on both sides of his body, and his eyes were staring tightly ahead.

Finally, the flying dust fell back on the ground, and the scene on the field became clear. Everyone looked in the direction of Mo Ran's eyes and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Master of the Hall~", Fang Tang was kneeling on the ground with one knee, holding the ground with one palm, covering his shoulders with his other hand, his head lowered slightly, and from time to time, a few strange currents were passing by, crackling sounds.

Seeing that Fang Tang seemed to be injured, everyone hurriedly surrounded him and wanted to help Fang Tang up who was kneeling on the ground.

"I'm fine." Fang Tang waved his hand, refused to help his subordinates, and supported him with one palm, then stood up, took a deep breath, "drink", and a stream of internal energy surged out of his body, and a "blow" sound shook the purple current dormant on his body.

Fang Tang patted the dust on his body, walked to Mo Ran with a smile, and then stopped on Mo Ran's slightly tender face for a while, and said to Mo Ran very generously: "Nephew Mo Xian, I lost."

"Hiss~"

The onlookers heard Fang Tang admit defeat in person and couldn't help but breathe a breath of air. They had never seen the hall master admit defeat to one person so seriously, and the other party was a slim young man two levels lower than their hall master.

After a moment of silence, I don’t know who applauded, and with someone taking the lead, everyone also bulged up. For a moment, the hall was filled with applause and cheers, and a series of envious gazes

"Okay." Seeing that the atmosphere on the court was a little too warm, Fang Tang stretched out his hands helplessly and pressed down slightly, and the applause stopped.

Seeing the onlookers stop, Fang Tang praised Mo Ran without any concealment: "Nephew Mo Xian, what a clever martial art."

"I dare not take it, it's just that my cousin gave in to my nephew." Hearing Fang Tang's praise, Mo Ran was not proud, but just owed Fang Tang and replied modestly.

"Where, if you win, you win. Just now, it was indeed my real strength, and I didn't hold back at all. If you can knock me down, it means that your strength is stronger than me." Fang Tang is really a man who can admit his failure in front of many subordinates. Seeing Fang Tang so open, Mo Ran's heart had a little more favorable impression on Fang Tang.

"Okay, the good show has been finished, let's all be dispersed." As Fang Tang gave the order, the onlookers slowly dispersed.

"Nephew Mo Xian, come in with me to rest. I have something to ask you."

"good."

Mo Ran followed Fang Tang into room No. 1. After a while, a subordinate walked in with a tea tray, put the tea on the table, and silently retreated. Before leaving, he looked at Mo Ran with admiration.

Fang Tang picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said without saying a word, and looked at Mo Ran with a smile.

After taking a sip of tea, Mo Ran felt the atmosphere was a little weird, so he asked first: "Uncle, are you okay?"

"Haha, I'm fine. If I hadn't reacted quickly enough just now, I might have been very hurt." Fang Tang returned with a smile.

"By the way, can you tell me what kind of internal energy you have?" Finally, Fang Tang expressed his doubts.

"Attribute? What does it mean?" Mo Ran looked at Fang Tang and asked strangely.

"Don't you know?" Fang Tang was surprised this time, but when he saw Mo Ran's puzzled expression, he was obviously not pretending. Fang Tang shook his head with a wry smile, and felt that he was really defeated this time. He was defeated by a little guy who didn't even know what the attributes of his internal energy were. He had been in vain for years.

After sighing softly, Fang Tang said to Mo Ran: "It seems you really don't know, so let me tell you. On the Bold Continent, as a strong man, you must be able to cultivate internal energy and use it. On the continent, the attributes of internal energy can be roughly divided into five types: gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. We collectively call these five internal energy the Five Spirits."

Hearing this, Mo Ran was extremely shocked. What is the five spirits? This is clearly the power of the five elements. The five elements are mutually generated and restrained, which is extremely wonderful. Speaking of the five elements, in the words of Mo Ran in his previous life, it can be said that everyone on earth knows it.

After a moment of pause, Fang Tang continued: "The expressions of these five types of internal energy are different. The internal energy of the gold spirit is released into gold, the internal energy of the wood spirit is green, the internal energy of the water spirit is blue, the internal energy of the fire spirit is red, and the internal energy of the earth spirit is yellow. In the battle, the internal energy of the gold spirit is the power of breaking hardness, the internal energy of the wood spirit is the power of survival, the internal energy of the water spirit is the power of gentleness, the internal energy of the fire spirit is violent, and the internal energy of the earth spirit is powerful defensive power. These five types of internal energy have their own characteristics and are mutually restrained. To put it simply, people who practice the internal energy of the gold spirit have more advantages against those who practice the internal energy of the wood spirit, so the golden spirit restrains the wood spirit, and the wood spirit can restrain the earth spirit, and so on, the earth spirit restrains the water spirit, the water spirit restrains the fire spirit, and the fire spirit restrains the gold spirit."

"The five elements are incompatible." Mo Ran suddenly said. After saying that, his eyes drifted towards Fangtang.

"Five elements? It is the mutual restraint of the five spirits." Fang Tang corrected.

Mo Ran smiled slightly without admonition. He accidentally replied and said something missed. Fortunately, Fang Tang did not make any deep reconciliation.

"That kind of internal energy is more powerful?" Mo Ran asked.

"The five spirits are in conflict, which is a cycle. It is impossible to say which one is powerful. Only by using its own internal energy reasonably can it exert its maximum power. This depends entirely on the practitioner's own control of internal energy."

"That cousin is a Wood Spirit attribute. But my inner energy seems to be purple. What is that?" Because in the competition with Fang Tang just now, I saw the inner energy emitted by Fang Tang appear green. In addition to Fang Tang's explanation just now, Mo Ran is very sure that Fang Tang has a Wood Spirit attribute internal energy. However, Mo Ran felt very strange about the inner energy in his body.

"This, in fact, the internal energy of the Five Spirits is just the most common internal energy attribute on the continent. In addition, there are many internal energy attributes that I can't even explain clearly, including wind attributes, thunder attributes, etc. Maybe there are some things I don't know, just like your internal energy, I have never seen it before."

"Thunder attribute? I guess my attribute belongs to the thunder system, right?" Mo Ran said with a guess after hearing Fang Tang's explanation.

Fang Tang shook his head and looked at Mo Ran and continued, "This is what I asked you to tell you this time. Last time you came here, I found someone to use the test crystal to test your strength. At that time, the internal energy attributes were displayed as nothing. At that time, I felt a little incredible. You must know that the test crystal never showed this way, and the san-level innate warrior and the strength you just showed fully demonstrated that you really reached that level. As far as I know, you are definitely the first person in the history of the mainland. If you have the thunder attribute, then the test crystal will show the word "wood", because the internal energy of the thunder attribute is a variant of the wood spirit."

Hearing this, Mo Ran lowered his head and fell into deep thought. It seemed that he was indeed a freak. Could it be that there was no trace of his eyes that flashed through Mo Ran's eyes. Could it be that his soul was struck by lightning in his previous life?

Just as he was thinking, Fang Tang's words interrupted Mo Ran's thoughts: "That day, I saw that your inner energy was purple. I thought you were also thunder-type attributes, but..., there would never be any mistakes in testing the crystal. This shows that your inner energy is not thunder-type attributes, so out of curiosity, I wanted to compete with you to see what your inner energy looks like. What tricks did you use just now? Can you let me see again?" The words were full of tentative inquiries.

"Okay." Without any pause, Mo Ran agreed without thinking.

Seeing Mo Ran's answer without hesitation, Fang Tang nodded gratefully. Requests like him are definitely excessive in the world of strong people, because no matter whether it is martial arts or martial arts, all information related to his own strength will be treated like his own life by a strong man. Show less strength he has, and the chance of survival in his future practice will be greater. Therefore, most strong men regard these things as their trump cards, and no one is willing to tell anyone these things.

But Mo Ran did not have any concerns and agreed to his request very happily, which showed that Mo Ran trusted him very much, and that was enough for him to show his gratitude.

In fact, Mo Ran did not think deeply about such issues, but instead wanted to solve the doubts about his inner qi secrets. So he immediately agreed to Fang Tang's request.

He nodded gently, Mo Ran opened his palm, and with a little luck, a small palm thunder appeared on his palm. Now Mo Ran has mastered the palm thunder very skillfully. It can be said that if Mo Ran thought about it, just one thought, the palm thunder would appear immediately.

Seeing this scene, Fang Tang almost let out a low voice, jumped up from the chair, and looked at Mo Ran in surprise.

"This...the internal energy condensation? Wu Kuang?" His fingers trembled at the thunder in the palm of his hand, and Fang Tang almost coughed up a sentence from his throat.

"No, it's impossible." After thinking for a moment, Fang Tang asked, "What is this?"

"I call him thunder in his palm." Mo Ran replied slowly.

"Is this a martial art?"

"Should it be considered?"

"Should it be? Where did you learn it?" Fang Tang asked afterwards without understanding what Mo Ran said.

Facing Fang Tang’s problem, Mo Ran scratched his head and said embarrassedly: “I don’t know if it is considered a martial art. This is a kind of martial art I created by chance…a martial art.”

I really can't find a more suitable vocabulary to express, so Mo Ran can only treat it as a martial art.

"Homemade?" Fang Tang was already numb.
Chapter completed!