The Zhu Niu technique is extremely domineering, and Yan Qingming's cultivation has reached the seventh level of the Blood Movement Realm. With the blessing of Zhu Niu's divine power, the offensive is continuous, and heavy pressures are sweeping in. Each wave is stronger than the other, and it becomes more and more difficult to deal with.
From this moment on, Yan Qingming's advantages in cultivation began to truly show.
"You have already lost. Is it necessary to continue this competition?"
Mo Ming retreated while speaking, not directly raising his eyebrows.
"Stop talking nonsense! How can one move determine the outcome of a competition? I don't believe you can really catch my Bullfighting Technique!"
Yan Qingming gritted his teeth, his eyes were blazing with hatred, and his men's attacks not only continued, but became even more ferocious.
It has to be said that in the hands of Yan Qingming, the essence of the Bullfighting Technique has indeed been brought to a very high level.
If this kind of magic was in Mo Ming's hands, its power might not be as powerful as that displayed by Yan Qingming.
If Yan Qingming practices for a few more years, or undergoes a few more years of training, and his cultivation level improves in the future, and he has more life experience, he will definitely be able to fully display the essence of the Bullfighting Technique!
At this time, Mo Ming truly understood why Yan Qingming was known as the second genius of the younger generation of the Yan family. Not to mention anything else, just the fact that he possesses the art of bullfighting gave him a lot of points. !
"Whether you can catch it or not, you..."
"Don't think that you are great just because you have gained the entrance to Nanling Mansion! Today you stole my elixir and took away my destiny. I will definitely avenge this shame and revenge!"
Yan Qingming's words were categorical, and it seemed that he would not give up until Mo Ming was defeated!
"No, you..."
Before Mo Ming started talking, he was interrupted again by Yan Qingming:
"Stop talking nonsense! It is true that I underestimated you today. I admit that you are indeed different from before. However, this does not mean anything. I want you to understand that the gap between you and me is not what you can imagine. of!"
"Tsk—"
Mo Ming was confused at that time.
What's wrong with this
Didn't he just say that sentence? That's good. He said three sentences back...
If he continues to talk like this, can he get back ten sentences with one sentence
Mo Ming felt that the scene just now was enough to distinguish the superior and inferior, and there was no need to continue the comparison. In addition, it also saved face for Yan Qingming and Yan Buping.
But this is good. You don’t even need to give face. What do you think? Are you out of your mind or something? It's endless, right
"Okay, you forced me to do this!"
Mo Ming was also helpless. He had said all the good and bad things, but it just didn't work. If he was determined to show off, there was nothing he could do!
Yan Qingming pointed his left hand together, and the fingertips were a little green. Although there was no weapon in his hand, he had a sharp aura, as if he was a magic weapon that could penetrate everything.
He clenched a fist with his right hand, and green light surged between the palms of his fingers, as graceful as a swimming dragon. The power of an ox was abundant but not overflowing, yet just one punch seemed to have the power to destroy everything.
The fist is the main attack, and the sword finger is the supplementary one. The fist, shadow and sword finger move in parallel, and the attack is continuous, sharp and domineering at the same time.
hiss-
Under the martial arts stage, someone took a breath of air.
No one said anything, Yan Qingming's performance was so amazing!
They rarely see Yan Qingming take action on weekdays, but at this moment, they truly understand the true combat power of Yan Qingming, the "second genius of the younger generation of the Yan family"!
Even Mo Ming has to admit that Yan Qingming is indeed a talent, but unfortunately, the most indispensable thing in the world is talent!
Mo Ming no longer retreated, the blood and energy in his body surged, like a majestic river and ocean, surging, the ebb and flow seemed to have boundless power, the invisible blazing power swept out from Mo Ming's body endlessly.
He stretched out both palms, like a real dragon holding its claws, and actually grasped the shadow of the fist and the finger of the sword that contained the power of the ox!
"hiss-"
There was another gasp, but this time it was no longer a certain person, but a large number of people under the martial arts stage!
They are not fools. With Yan Qingming's continuous offensive, if they were in Mo Ming's position, they would definitely not be able to take over!
Even the two people in the spectator seats put aside their emotions and stared intently at the action on the martial arts stage.
"How can this be?!"
The veins on Yan Qingming's forehead were twitching. This scene looked so familiar!
Mo Ming had used his flesh palm to force him to use the Ox-Taking Technique before. At that time, he was unwilling to do so, and he only thought that Mo Ming had used some special means.
But now...
Obviously one moment, he was still attacking continuously, forcing Mo Ming to retreat continuously, but the next moment, his fist shadow and sword finger seemed to have hit the magic iron, and the offensive was stopped abruptly.
"Let go!"
Yan Qingming shouted, his hands shook, and the power of the Niu exploded. He wanted to use the power of the Niu to directly shake Mo Ming away.
The brute strength of the Yang Niu is so powerful. If the four hands are connected like this, if it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that these two palms will be gone!
However, Mo Ming's hands seemed to have magical power. No matter how Yan Qingming struggled, he could not break free.
"As you said, the gap between you and me is really not that big!"
Mo Ming was happy at that time.
"You... stop being so arrogant!"
Yan Qingming was also annoyed. He was originally using these words to despise Mo Ming, but now Mo Ming was talking about him in turn.
He didn't know why this happened one after another. If it was Mo Ming's luck before, how could he explain it this time
He is unwilling to accept it. He is the son of the head of the Yan family, and he bears the glory of his father. He will not allow himself to lose, let alone lose to a little dude who has no knowledge and skills and has never practiced!
"Boom—"
The blood energy in Yan Qingming's body intensified, like a river flowing crazily. His right fist vibrated, and the power of the bullock restrained Mo Ming.
At the same time, the sword finger of his left hand changed and pointed like a knife, cutting into the palm of his hand.
Blessed by the power of the Yang Niu, his palms are no less than the sharpest blade!
"Humph, your reaction is quick!"
Mo Ming spread his right hand, grabbed the opponent's right arm, and turned his back.
Yan Qingming moved very quickly, but Mo Ming's reaction was not slow either. The two of them went back and forth in just a moment.
However, Yan Qingming obviously did not expect that Mo Ming would do this.
Hearing a "bang" sound, he fell heavily to the ground!
The blood in Mo Ming's body was surging and flowing endlessly, like an oven. With a simple move but seemingly infinite power, he forced Yan Qingming to the point where blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.
"You! How dare you insult me, you cannot forgive me!"
Yan Qingming yelled angrily. He was not paying attention, and unexpectedly fell into the trap of Mo Ming. He simply threw him over his shoulder and threw him into such a mess. This was simply a humiliation for him!
He jumped up, regardless of his own injuries, crossed his hands on his chest, and kept making seals.
Moo—
A powerful and condensed aura rippled out from Yan Qingming's body, instantly covering the martial arts stage... (To be continued)