As the Qi in the fire of the brigade general Fang released, the temperature in the field gradually rose. Later, anyone could feel a rush of heat coming to his face and baking his whole body. If it weren't for the isolation of Mo Ran's powerful formation, these people would have run away long ago and dared not approach.

However, just when everyone felt the heat was hard to resist because of the extreme yang fire, a cold and extremely cold air suddenly snatched out of Mo Ran's body. Then, under the guidance of everyone, Mo Ran's whole body was as if he had turned into a blue fire man, and presented it to everyone.

"Hiss~"

A hissing sound of gasping in the air came from outside the field. These sounds were not only passed by the Zixiao Sect leader who was watching the game, but also mixed with the exclamations of several powerful people.

"Ran'er? When did it become so strong? That's the earth fire, the Nine Nether Fire. There are two internal energy hidden in his body?" Mo Haopeng looked at this scene in disbelief, his eyes slightly moist. Looking back on the fact that Mo Ran could not condense his internal energy, he was really distressed for a while. For several years, Mo Haopeng felt deeply guilty for his helplessness. However, after the past ten years, Mo Ran had reached a peak that ordinary people could not reach.

Genius. He is really a god from heaven.

Mo Haopeng was not only excited in the venue, but Fang Ming beside him was also full of eyes and wanted to stop. He had been together for ten years and was unwilling to leave. He thought that this child would live an ordinary life from now on and live alone. He did not expect that the one who was by his side would be an unprecedented genius. This sadness and joy covered so many unknown bitterness.

Mo Qing stroked his silver beard with his hands and looked at Mo Ran with admiration, and his heart was even more ups and downs. The Mo family, a family that had not risen in his hands, seemed to have found a reasonable successor. Perhaps the Mo family will be carried forward in Mo Ran's hands, and it will be no less than those ancient families.

There were praises, one after another, in the competition venue, where there were disciples of Zixiao Sect who were unfamiliar with Mo Ran, and those brothers who had been born and died with Mo Ran. At present, they looked at Mo Ran with the same worshipful eyes, and their hearts were filled with slight slight sensation.

Fang Zhun, who rose into the air with the momentum rising, was even more shocked. In his memory, Mo Ran was still the same peer who only knew the thunder attribute and was famous for his fierceness during the fight, but now, Mo Ran shocked him too much. Another kind of internal energy attribute, which was safe and sound, was used easily by him, which was beyond his understanding of martial arts.

Although I was very surprised by the changes in Mo Ran's internal energy attributes, Fang Zhun is a person who refuses to admit defeat. So what if he is strong? As long as he does not fall, he may not be the one who loses.

In a second thought, Brigadier General Fang's horrified expression slowly calmed down, and then he felt a higher fighting spirit and infinite fighting spirit than before.

"What a fire of Nine Netherworlds. The Nine Netherworlds and Jiyang in the world are one yin and one yang. Today is just right. I want to see who is weak and who is stronger between Jiuyou and Jiyang?" Fang Zhun raised a challenge to Mo Ran in a cold voice.

The everlasting smile hung on Mo Ran's face and never changed. He slowly floated up, his eyes full of fighting spirit: "The difference in strength and weakness does not care about the attributes of flames, but only cares about the person who uses it. Who can use it properly, who is the strongest."

"What a strongest one. I want to see today whether it is Jiuyou strong or Jiyang strong. Take the challenge."

As Fang Zhun announced the beginning of the battle, he had no intention of being humble at all. Under the flames, Fang Zhun punched him out in the air. The bitter wind sounded, with the burning flames that burned everything, and rushed straight towards Mo Ran's chest.

Seeing this, Mo Ran did not move at all. When the fire ball approached, Mo Ran raised his hand and waved it gently. None of the Nine Nether Flames appeared in his palm, and he slapped the fire ball.

"boom"

The fire ball changed its trajectory and fell to the ground diagonally. Everyone saw that the hard blue rock brick was quickly cracked into countless pieces by the fire ball, and a terrifying pit on the ground appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Don't you think you can knock me down like this, do you?" Mo Ran smiled jokingly, teasing Fang Zhun to use all his strength.

Fang Zhun was not surprised at all with such ease. With a move, a thick and long iron rod more than one person tall appeared suddenly in his hand.

As soon as the stick came out, it was immediately wrapped in the extreme yang fire. Surprisingly, the iron stick was not deformed by the heat of the flame, but was stimulated by the flame, and it seemed even more powerful and domineering. It was like a pillar supporting the sky, exuding an aura that was afraid to look directly on the whole body.

"Earth Martial Saint Artifact?" Mo Ran said in surprise.

With a wave of the long stick in his hand, it brought up a hot flame. Fang Zhun said loudly: "The Holy Artifact of the Fire Soul Clan, the Sky Burning Stick."

Hearing this, Mo Ran laughed wildly, clenched his fists, and two dark blue Nine Nether Fires emerged from the sky, turning into two long dragons and entwined their bodies and rose into the air: "I'll try it."

"Come."

Seeing this, Fang Zhun shouted loudly and waved the sky-burning stick to Mo Ran, but Mo Ran did not relax. His rampant laughter rushed into the shadow of the stick with endless fighting spirit.

Fight ~, fight ~, fight ~!

This is a competition between strength and flames, with no fancy at all. Both sides of the collision have shown their strength. Between the heat and the cold, two flames of different colors have collided in earth-shaking successive collisions.

Boom~, Boom~, Boom~!

The shadows of sticks all over the sky were red, intertwined into a huge energy fire net, and the strong wind blew past, and the aftermath of the flame swept through the entire competition square in a mess.

With such a powerful stick technique, even Mo Qing, a powerful man who had just entered the Martial Saint level, couldn't help but be amazed. Feeling the boundless heat wave, Mo Qing found that Fang Zhun's strength had begun to approach the peak martial arts madman strongman at this time. As a result, Mo Qing began to worry about Mo Ran secretly.

However, Mo Qing immediately found that his worries were unnecessary. With his eyes condensed, Mo Qing saw that in the flying stick shadows without any flaws, Mo Ran was wrapped in blue flames. His figure was floating, like stars and tides, and his trajectory was unpredictable. Every time the stick shadow fell, he could always find corresponding countermeasures to deal with it for the first time.

Dodge, dodge, block, or block. In short, no stick can cause it to be damaged. Even in the shadow of the stick, two not-so-large blue fists are gradually regaining the opportunity in the field.

It was a pair of fists that made people stunned when they saw it. Under the dark blue flame, there was a chilling and cold air. Even the extreme yang fire could not be driven away. Sometimes the extreme yang fire was even forced back by the dark blue flame, and it could not produce any deterrent power.

Thousands of people gathered in the huge martial arts competition square, and there were some powerful martial arts practitioners in Zixiao Sect. Whenever they saw their fist shadows colliding with the stick shadows, they would burst into a shocking cheer. The atmosphere in the field rose infinitely without restraint.

In the field, Mo Ran and Fang Zhun were even more difficult to solve. In a blink of an eye, a hundred moves had passed, and another one was piercing left and right. After a roar, there were another hundred moves. Such excessive use of internal energy, and the speed of the two of them had never been slower, they should have failed to continue and gradually disappeared. However, it seemed as if it was the shocking fighting spirit that the two of them had not yet disappeared. They were still fighting for the momentum. After a long time, they were like two fire groups constantly fighting.

Thousand moves, a whole thousand rounds, passed in a flash. Suddenly, Fang Zhun danced with a burning sky stick in his hand, drawing a round fire circle. With a finger from the air, the fire circle immediately covered Mo Ran's head.

Seeing this, Mo Ran's mouth curled, his smile rose, and two balls of Nine Nether Fire were urged out by him, and his palms squeezed together.

At that time, a ray of light energy disk suddenly formed, sweeping towards the fire ring that came to the sky.

"Peng"

The two energy airflows bursting with red and blue lights met and suddenly discovered a thunderous sound. At the same time, the formation between the fields suddenly trembled, as if it was colliding by these two energy auras, and it actually felt like it was broken.

Outside the field, Mo Qing saw this and suddenly shot out several green lights. When he encountered the formation wall, he was immediately absorbed. The formation once again returned to its stability. The formation realm where purple light had just bloomed was now quite green because of Mo Qing's internal energy.

This scene was seen by Mo Ran and Fang Zhun, and nodded in great agreement. Then, Fang Zhun said loudly in the air: "I can't decide the winner after fighting for so long. It's meaningless. With the last move, you will win."

"Oh?" Mo Ran smiled and shook his hand. As he shook his neck gently, a burst of "crackling" sound came from the bones: "It's settled, don't refuse to admit it if you lose."

"We are sure to speak, and we have no habit of changing."

"bring it on."

As soon as Mo Ran finished speaking, Fang Zhun shook his arms, and suddenly, a pair of fiery red internal wings squeezed out from behind.

Now, the audience was shocked.

"Fire Phoenix Wings?" Mo Ran was stunned, then his fingers and his eyebrows were filled with energy. With the urge of his thoughts, a ball of cold flames that he had never seen before swept out, and instantly surrounded his body.

"Huh~"

With the appearance of the Fire Phoenix Wings, a heat wave that was extremely strong and burning in the skin enveloped the audience. At this time, even the powerful formation was shaking due to the sweeping heat wave.

"Please take the call."

Fang Zhun shouted loudly, and a pair of fire phoenix wings flew out of his body, lingered in the air for a while, immediately gathered together, forming a huge fire phoenix, neighing and sweeping towards Mo Ran.

As the heat wave swept, Mo Ran remained motionless and the cold flames had already brought their state to its peak. Just as the fire phoenix came, Mo Ran's mouth suddenly bent, and a smile of extreme confidence appeared. His fists spread out and he suddenly hit the fire phoenix.

Cunfen Fist Fist. Five Fist Shadow. At that moment, Mo Ran actually completed the highest level of Cunfen Fist, the Five Fist Shadow.

The five fist shadows were like shells, and were hit hard by Mo Ran. They accurately hit the huge fire phoenix.

Boom~, Boom~, Boom~, Boom~, Boom~

Five consecutive punches, without exception, hit the huge fire phoenix. As the force gradually increased, the condensed energy body of the fire phoenix gradually decreased. After colliding with the last punch, it burst out with harsh thunder and dazzling brilliance.

At this moment, everyone closed their eyes, and only the heart-pounding sound could be heard in their ears.

"Crack~,Crack~"

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