Chapter 98

"Treasure!"

"Chu Hao must have used a treasure!"

"Yes, otherwise he can't compete with elder martial brother Mo!"

Many people thought they had understood the reason and shouted one after another.

"The people in the world are so despicable that they even use precious tools for victory!" the local humanist.

"Fart, didn't you use a treasure a few days ago?" the disciples of the lower world fought back.

"Even if you use a treasure, you won't be the opponent of elder martial brother Mo!" local sects shouted, "elder martial brother Mo, you also use a treasure!"

Mo Guxin smiled proudly and said, "I don't need to use treasure! Well, now everyone has the same power. If you defeat you in this way, you Dalits in the world will be convinced!"

"Go away!" "fart!" his words immediately aroused the anger of the disciples of the lower world and almost rushed up.

"Silence!" the Deacon shouted in a deep voice, pressed his hand and said, "don't say any more words to provoke discord! It's time for a decisive battle, and everything should be said with strength!"

"Yes, speak with strength!" Mo Guxin said proudly, "put your horse here, and I can clean you up without treasure!"

Chu Hao shook his head and greeted him with a fist.

Since the concussion strength is no longer a secret, he will no longer keep it. His first shot is to hit triple waves with concussion strength.

Hoo, the fist is like thunder, hissing frighteningly.

Boom!

Mo Guxin hit him, but he immediately changed his face and flew out. Kaka, his bones trembled and almost broke.

"What a fool! I can't believe it!" Cao Jingwen shook his head.

"After all, I'm young and vigorous. I want to taste the power of concussion!" Jin Wuxiang said with a smile.

"Hum, he must not lose!" Cao Jingwen said coldly.

"If you lose, you won't lose. After all, the Mohist family used to be a family of five grades. There are always several unique skills handed down!" Jin Wuxiang paused and replied, "keep watching!"

KAKA!

After shaking several times, Mo Gu's heart finally calmed down. He looked at Chu Hao and said, "this is the concussion strength? Yes, it's a little powerful, but if you want to defeat me, it's not enough!"

Chu Hao was surprised that the other party's physical quality was so strong that he had to eat triple waves and concussion. He was just shaking all over for a while! No wonder this guy could fight with a first-class martial artist. Although he was seriously injured, he also made the other party pay the price of breaking a finger.

"Really? Then try a few more punches!" he threw out, his fists pounding, and the triple wave added shock strength.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Although Mo Guxin's mouth was hard, he dared not fight with Chu Hao after eating several times. This time he finally showed his surprise and said, "how can you play concussion every time!"

According to the normal law, one or two of the ten records can be a genius. After three, it is a genius among geniuses. How can all records be concussion?

Is this guy a monster?

"Just practice more!" Chu Hao said with a smile and kept punching.

Mo Gu's heart is speechless. Can more practice of concussion improve the success rate? This completely exceeded his expectation. The destructive power of concussion is too strong. If there is no overwhelming advantage, it is impossible to fight hard at the same level of power!

Only treasure can be used.

As soon as he gritted his teeth and hummed, the bracelet on his arm suddenly glowed, providing him with a huge force of up to 300000 kg.

"Tut!" Chu Hao smiled with profound meaning.

Mo Guxin immediately blushed like blood. He just boasted that he could win without treasure. As a result, he immediately slapped himself in the face. He said nothing but raised his fist to meet him.

"Cut!" the disciples of the lower world laughed one after another.

"What are you laughing at?" the natives fought back. "You are allowed to use treasure tools, but we are not allowed to use them?"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Mo Guxin fought with Chu Haoli again. Relying on the strength, he finally withstood the shock force and pulled the war back to the same level. Both of the two great geniuses showed their strong fighting talents. You punched me and slapped me. The battle was extremely fierce. People were dazzled and couldn't tell who had the upper hand.

"You can be proud to fight with me to this extent!" Mo Guxin withdrew, took a deep breath and said, "but that's all. You can lie down!"

He turned his fist into a palm, his face was solemn, and his palm was ice white.

"There it is! There it is!"

"One of the unique skills of the Mohist school, cold jade palm."

"Human grade middle grade!"

"When you reach the state of Dacheng, you can freeze your life into ice with one palm!"

"Even now, if he hits him a few times, his blood will freeze, resulting in a sharp reduction in strength, and even the circulation of star power will be sluggish. Liu, the former inner disciple, would have broken a finger because he was careless!"

"Chu Hao has to stop here."

The disciples who knew the goods said that Cao Jingwen and Jin Wudeng's inner disciples all nodded secretly. They can use the martial arts skills that need star power to trigger in martial arts. This is really valuable. It's no easier than mastering concussion power - although they have to borrow foreign objects.

"Freeze it for me!" Mo Guxin threw out a little at his feet towards Chu Hao. The cold palms affected the air and formed two frost bands.

"It's really an enemy!" Chu Hao couldn't help murmuring. He is a flame constitution, and Mo Guxin seems to be water attribute. Water can conquer fire, fire can also burn water, water and fire can not be tolerated.

He stretched out his right fist, raised a smile on his mouth, banged, and a fire burst out.

what!

Everyone was numb with shock. How could this be possible.

Boom!

Ice palm and fire fist formed a big collision. Hiss, a white fog dispersed. It was that the frost was melted by the flame and formed water vapor.

Mo Gu hurriedly withdrew a few steps, looked at Chu Hao's burning fire fist and said, "you can use the power of fire!"

"You can't use the power of frost?" Chu Hao said faintly.

Who's your Tamar? Who am I? Can you compare them together?

Mo Guxin has scolded in his stomach. It's not unusual for martial arts disciples in Tianhe county to use the power of elements. As long as their physique corresponds to each other and add some auxiliary treasures.

But a lower world Dalit?

Absolutely impossible!

Who is secretly helping? Yes, people in the next world are brought to yunliuzong one by one by relying on major giants. Therefore, it's not surprising that someone supports Chu Hao behind his back. After all, the boy has mastered the shock strength.

This is also the idea of most people. No one believes that Chu Hao can use the power of elements in the martial apprentice stage.

"Hum, so what? My frost power will certainly extinguish your flame!" said Mo Guxin coldly.

"Then let the horse come!" Chu Hao was murderous. Fu Xue was injured in his hand twice, especially the second time, because the zongmen deliberately took sides, which made Fu Xue's pay completely in vain.

He must beat this guy over.

"Frozen!" Mo Gu's heart rushed and clapped his hands.

Chu Hao was fearless and waved fire fist to meet him.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the battle escalated, the two talents further showed their talents. Frost and fire constantly impacted, forming a beautiful and dangerous spectacle.

"It's really Mo Guxin. His talent is too high!"

"Chu Hao is not inferior!"

"How can Chu Hao compare with Mo Guxin? You know, Mo Guxin is only 16 years old this year!"

"Hum, is the cultivation environment of Mo Guxin comparable to that of Chu hao?"

"Mo Gu's heart is strong!"

"Chu Haoqiang!"

Natives and outsiders fought again.

In the public quarrel, the battle between Chu Hao and Mo Guxin also reached a white hot level.

In terms of fighting talent, Mo Guxin is really strong. Although he doesn't have the extrapolation ability like Chu Hao, he has a fighting instinct that makes him make the most correct or closest to the correct response.

But he has a big weakness.

His frost power was not inspired by himself, but by something similar to a treasure. And this kind of thing... Has a time limit.

After 15 minutes, the power of Mo Guxin began to fall, and the cold Qi also began to fall.

On the contrary, Chu Hao's combat power comes from himself. Although his physical strength has indeed decreased due to the consumption of combat, the decline is far less obvious than that of Mo Guxin.

In this way, the advantages and disadvantages are gradually obvious.

"Impossible! No!"

"Elder martial brother Mo, how could you lose!"

"The other party is just a Dalit in the next world!"

All the disciples of the native school were dejected, but the outsiders were elated. After all, Chu Hao didn't win, so it's hard to cheer loudly.

The situation is irreversible.

Chu Hao fought harder and harder. His anger accumulated for so long finally began to erupt.

Boom!

He punched Mo Guxin on the face, and the powerful force blew the other party up: "this is for elder martial sister Fu!" he quickly stretched out his right hand, pulled the opponent's ankle, and forcibly pulled the other party's body back, banging, banging, banging, dozens of fists in a row.

"This is your export is not bad, fight for people all over the world!"

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Mo Guxin was powerless to fight back. He was beaten and his body shook constantly.

"This is for Tang Xin!"

Bang bang!

Tang Xin couldn't help but draw from the corner of his mouth and said, "what's none of my business?"

"... I think I just want to find a reason to beat people!" Fu Xue was not sure.

"That's enough!" just then the deacon in charge of the referee said.

Chu Hao just doesn't smell it. Fu Xue lost any meaning because he was almost killed by Mo Guxin, but he was made a decision by zongmen. He must get it back!

"Bastard account!" the deacon was so angry that he stopped the fight. Why didn't Chu Hao stop? He immediately jumped out and grabbed Chu Hao with his hand.

One punch short!

Boom!

Chu Hao blew out the last blow and hit Mo Guxin hard on the chest. When he heard the sound of broken bones, he smiled. PA, he only felt the darkness in front of him. The last scene he saw was the Deacon's fierce eyes and the cut right palm.

When Wu Zong made a move, he couldn't hide, let alone he didn't want to hide.