823: C823 Strong vs Strong

C823 Strong vs Strong

People are afraid of being famous, but pigs are afraid of being strong.

Chen Mo was very clear that he could not even use the names Kong Bu and Wu Di anymore, and that was a living example.

After arranging the seats, Chen Mo told the three of them to relax and not think too much.

"Get into position!"

After the referee shouted, the cultivators of the nine sects all flew down and stood at their respective positions.

Ma Xiaojiu looked at Mo Bingqing who was not far away and asked: "Senior Sister, this time, will you guys still get first place?"

Mo Bingqing did not say anything, but shook her head.

She hated Ma Xiaojiu. His question hurt her dignity!

All the cultivators present knew that Flowering Sect would definitely be number one.

Their Black Sword Villa s could at most rank in the top five, and the best were the top three.

Ma Xiaojiu did not speak, and turned serious.

The second position.

Mo Bingyan was not far behind Pengpeng.

Pengpeng turned to look at Mo Bingyan and said with a smile, "Black Sword Villa of Black Sword Villa, can you guys win this round?"

Mo Bingyan looked at Pengpeng coldly and did not say a word.

This short one, two days ago in Black Sword Villa, humiliated many disciples of Black Sword Villa.

If Chen Mo had not found face, the face of the Black Sword Villa would have been gone.

Now, they were still shameless enough to try to snatch the Luotian City's spots, yet they still had to defeat Chen Mo, and then beat him up violently.

She wanted to slap the little man to death.

The corners of Pengpeng's mouth curled up into a sneer, he turned back and thought to himself, what are you pulling on, if I win, I want to beat Chen Qian to death in front of everyone in Black Sword Villa, see where you guys can put your faces!

Hua Wuque did not even sit on the high platform anymore. She stood up and walked to the side of the high platform and looked at it with complete confidence, her face full of smiles.

The Bai Yi Jian Zhuang Zhuang Zhuang Ming still sat there with his eyes closed, meditating. He still had not opened his eyes.

Black Sword Villa, Manor Owner and the rest all stood up to watch, incomparably nervous and apprehensive.

They knew that they wouldn't be able to win this match ?

When the spot cultivator saw the fastest group, the nine groups, having their final matches carried out, each of them became more excited than the last, as they paid close attention to it with incomparable excitement.

"Get ready! Three, two, one!"

"Clang!"

The referee shouted for fun and rang the gong.

The nine cultivators that got the first hit instantly flew out.

Ma Xiaojiu was the fastest, and very quickly, he increased the distance between them and took the lead.

Leng Thirteen, Yang Zhiping, held the second and third positions, and advanced forward at full speed.

And looking at Mo Bingqing, the slowest one, she was still far from reaching the eighth rank.

Mo Bingqing, tears shooting out from her eyes, recklessly flew away.

She really did her best...

Ma Xiaojiu handed the rod over to Pengpeng.

Pengpeng still arrogantly turned his head and looked at Mo Bingyan who was standing there coldly, revealing a disdainful smile, then sped away.

Seeing that the cultivators had succeeded in their battle and were rushing away, Mo Bingyan became anxious like an ant on a hot pan.

She turned her head to look in the direction of Mo Bingqing and thought to herself quickly: "Oh my god, hurry, hurry, hurry ?"

Finally, when everyone was done with their bats, Mo Bingqing arrived.

After slowing down, Mo Bingqing and the buttock sat on the ground with tears streaming down their faces.

However, after seeing Mo Bingyan's speed, Mo Bingqing stood up in an instant, her eyes filled with shock!

The moment Mo Bingyan grabbed the wooden stick, her figure turned into afterimages as she shot out quickly.

The other cultivators didn't pay much attention at first.

However, when they saw the blurry shadows rapidly advancing, they were all dumbfounded.

"Heavens, no way ?"

On top of the high platform, Hua Wuque was so shocked that her eyes were wide open.

"With how fast Bing Yan is, my god ?"

Black Sword Villa, Lady Manor Lord and the rest were all dumbstruck, their eyes filled with shock.

They never would have thought, never would they have thought, that Mo Bingyan's speed would actually be fast to this extent.

four-legged Peter Pan saw the shadows of his four legs changing places with extreme speed.

Leg less Peter Pan saw countless afterimages as they quickly swapped places.

However, Mo Bingyan could only see a series of afterimages as she flashed past extremely quickly.

How fast was this?

This speed, was more than twice that of the Leg less Peter Pan s. It was too fast!

It was too fast.

"Who's that?" "So fast!"

spot cultivator, all of them were stupefied, their eyes wide and tongue-tied.

Anyone close to him, with the naked eye or Spiritual Sense, could see that he was Black Sword Villa's chief disciple, Mo Bingyan.

Only after seeing the afterimages from afar would the stronger ones be able to clearly see the situation.

Ma Xiaojiu frowned, and thought: Indeed, Mo Bingyan is a huge killing move, we, have lost!

Although she didn't use all her strength, she knew that even if she used all her strength, she might not necessarily be able to win.

This matter was a grudge between Chen Mo and the Pengpeng, and he would not reveal his true strength in front of Chen Mo for the sake of the Pengpeng.

Pengpeng was smiling brilliantly. He was riding on a peerless mountain, so no one could catch up to him.

Suddenly, Pengpeng's smile froze on his face.

Phew...

A human figure rushed past at an extremely fast speed, bringing a gale of wind with him and messing up his long hair.

"My Heavens ?"

Pengpeng said in shock.

He had already seen from the Spiritual Sense that the person who was running past him at full speed was the Black Sword Villa's Mo Bingyan.

He never thought that Mo Bingyan would be so fast, faster than him, and even faster than Wu Yifan by a lot.

What was going on?

Pengpeng didn't have time to think, he increased his speed to the limit and chased after him, but the further he went, the further he went.

Mo Bingqing had already made all the preparations beforehand. Looking behind him, her heart was very perturbed.

He thought that Pengpeng would be the first one to give the rod to Wu Yifan.

But they never would have thought that when the few afterimages approached at an extremely fast speed, the first to arrive was actually Mo Bingyan.

"Oh my god ?"

Mo Bingqin was immediately shocked, his eyes widened as he waited for Mo Bingyan's wooden stick to be handed to him. Without caring about anything else, he quickly dashed forward.

"It can't be?"

Not far away, Wu Yifan saw that the first to arrive was Mo Bingyan. He was also dumbfounded when he saw Mo Bingqin flying past him with extreme speed.

Unbelievable.

Mo Bingyan's speed was actually so much faster than his?

Wu Yifan was truly unable to understand this point.

Mo Bingyan's previous performance was ordinary and indifferent, completely ordinary.

At this time, he suddenly exploded with an extremely terrifying speed. Who else would dare to believe him?

Not giving Wu Yifan time to think, the Pengpeng ran over quickly and handed the wooden stick to Wu Yifan.

"Senior Martial Brother, quick ?"

Pengpeng, after shouting that one sentence, Wu Yifan had already dashed out at full speed.

Wu Yifan no longer held back, using whatever speed he could.

Fortunately, although he was behind Mo Bingqin, in his eyes, Mo Bingqin's speed was far too slow.

F * ck your grandpa ?

Having been overtaken by Wu Yifan in an instant, Mo Bingqin felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart, but he was unable to increase his speed by even a little.2

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