Door of the Seal, open!
As soon as Mo Qingyun finished his words, his aura instantly grew stronger.
In the blink of an eye, the aura emitted from Mo Qingyun's body was equivalent to the peak of the mid-stage of the eighth-layer Body Tempering Realm.
After witnessing Mo Yi's strength, Mo Qingyun knew that it was impossible for him to defeat Mo Yi with his cultivation of the peak seventh-layer Body Tempering Realm.
Therefore, he decided to reveal his trump card.
The crowd was stunned when they realized that Mo Qingyun's cultivation had increased to the peak of the mid-stage of the eighth-layer Body Tempering Realm.
Peak of the mid-stage of the eighth-layer Body Tempering Realm!
Is this Mo Qingyun's real cultivation?
It turned out that from the beginning until now, Mo Qingyun had not used his full strength. He had been holding back.
After realizing this, the crowd's gaze toward Mo Qingyun changed.
Their gazes were filled with excitement and anticipation. They were eager to see how Mo Qingyun would perform.
"This guy did not use his full strength when he fought me!"
Mo Xun wore a bitter smile when he saw Mo Qingyun's cultivation of the eighth-layer Body Tempering Realm. He was greatly affected.
It seemed like he was underestimated by Mo Qingyun.
Not only did Mo Qingyun not summon his Martial Spirit, he even suppressed his cultivation during the battle. This was too shocking.
"Peak of the mid-stage of the eighth-layer Body Tempering Realm!"
Mo Feipeng's expression changed as he wore a surprised smile, "This brat still has such a trump card up his sleeve. No wonder he was not nervous when he fought with Mo Xun. He still has such a trump card up his sleeve."
Similar to Mo Feipeng, Mo Yueru, Mo Ling, and Mo Xiao were also excited.
"This brat is really patient. He waited until now to reveal his trump card."
As he gazed at Mo Qingyun in the arena, Mo Hongtian smiled in appreciation and said, "Looks like Mo Yi has given him quite a bit of pressure. So much so that he has revealed his trump card even before the fight has begun."
At this moment, He Qiansheng and the others had complicated expressions on their faces. From the looks of it, they were shocked by Mo Qingyun's performance.
In the fifth arena.
"Peak Body Tempering Stage Eight!"
Seeing that Mo Qingyun had a cultivation of Body Tempering Stage Eight, Mo Yi, like the others, had a shocked expression on his face.
He hadn't expected that Mo Qingyun had been concealing his cultivation base earlier.
After realizing this, Mo Yi felt somewhat depressed. He smiled bitterly and said, "Cousin Qing Yun, you're too unkind. Is this what you mean by 'capable people do more work'?"
"Hehe, I'm just giving you a chance to perform, Cousin Mo Yi. One against two, winning against many. Isn't that awesome? "
Mo Qingyun blinked and smiled at Mo Yi.
However, Mo Yi did not buy his words at all. He said angrily, "If I lose to you now, wouldn't you be even more awesome?"
"Uh, that seems to be the case."
Hearing Mo Yi's words, Mo Qingyun was slightly taken aback. He then nodded in response.
Mo Yi's words seemed to make sense.
Seeing Mo Qingyun's reaction, even Mo Yi, who had a good temper, had the urge to slap him.
Mo Qingyun, this brat, was too arrogant and condescending.
Mo Qingyun's expression was clearly hinting that he was no match for Mo Qingyun.
"Sigh! I've actually been tricked by you. "
Mo Yi shook his head and sighed. Then, his expression turned serious. "However, if you want to use me as a stepping stone to show off, I won't let you succeed so easily."
Soul Bestowing Pen, appear!
After Mo Yi finished speaking, he immediately summoned his Martial Soul. It seemed that he did not dare to be careless when facing Mo Qingyun.
What surprised Mo Qingyun was that Mo Yi's Martial Soul was actually a pen.
A Class 9 Martial Soul, Soul Bestowing Pen. It was an extremely rare Martial Soul. However, this Martial Soul was in line with Mo Yi's personality.
After summoning his Martial Soul, Mo Yi looked at Mo Qingyun with a serious expression and said, "Cousin Qingyun, I'm going to use my signature Martial Skill, Eight Beast Transformation. If you can take eight of my moves, I'll admit defeat."
"Alright, bring it on."
After hearing Mo Yi's words, Mo Qingyun's fighting spirit immediately surged. He was looking forward to Mo Yi's Martial Skill.
"Tiger, Transformation!"
After hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Mo Yi did not hesitate. He controlled his Martial Soul and began to draw in the air.
Very quickly, a "tiger" character formed from soul power appeared in the air.
After the "Tiger" character was completed, it transformed into a real tiger in the blink of an eye and pounced towards Mo Qingyun.
"Mo Yi's Martial Skill seems to be quite impressive. It's at least a Black Rank Martial Skill."
"It's a pity that only Mo Yi can practice this Martial Skill. It's useless for anyone else."
"Mo Yi's attack is already enough to threaten a tenth-stage Body Tempering Realm cultivator. I wonder if Mo Qingyun can take it."
"What I'm more curious about is how Mo Yi uses his Martial Soul. This is the first time I've seen such a method."
… …
After seeing Mo Yi's attack, the surrounding people's expressions changed.
"What a unique Martial Skill."
After seeing Mo Yi's Martial Skill, Mo Qingyun's expression changed. He revealed a trace of surprise. "Also, Mo Yi's use of his Martial Soul has reached such a level. He's not simple."
However, at the same time, Mo Qingyun also stopped underestimating Mo Yi.
"Nine Heavy Crash"
Seeing the Tiger Transformation that was about to attack him, Mo Qingyun did not dare to be careless. He immediately raised his hand and punched out.
As Mo Qingyun punched out, a mist-like internal force appeared on his fist and quickly transformed into a fist Shadow.
"Break!"
After punching out, Mo Qingyun shouted coldly and shattered the fist Shadow.
Suddenly, a shocking wave of air exploded from the fist Shadow and rushed towards the Tiger Transformation.
Boom!
Under the powerful wave of air, the Tiger Transformation was instantly destroyed and dissipated in mid-air.
"What a domineering Martial Skill!"
After seeing Mo Qingyun's attack, Mo Yi's expression changed. He was shocked and his expression became more serious.
The strength that Mo Qingyun had displayed had once again exceeded his expectations.
"Crane, Transform!"
However, Mo Yi did not hesitate. He controlled his Martial Soul and started to draw again.
Soon, the beast form of a white crane appeared and attacked Mo Qingyun.
The white crane's attacking style was less domineering and ferocious than the tiger's, but it was more flexible and nimble.
In comparison, it was more difficult to deal with than the Tiger Transformation.
"Swift Shadow Steps"
Facing the White Crane Shadow's attack, Mo Qingyun immediately used the Swift Shadow Steps and quickly dodged the White Crane Shadow's attack.
"What a powerful Martial Skill!"
Mo Yi couldn't help but praise Mo Qingyun when he saw how smooth and natural Mo Qingyun's movements were.
"Break for me!"
Once he executed Fleeting Shadow Steps, the advantage of the white crane's beast form was gone, and soon, it was defeated by Mo Qingyun.
After seeing this, Mo Yi attacked again. He drew a few more Beast Transformations and attacked Mo Qingyun.
However, in the end, Mo Qingyun didn't manage to cause too much damage to them. They were all defeated by Mo Qingyun.
"Cousin Qingyun, this is my strongest attack. If you can take it, I'll admit defeat."
After seeing that he had attacked a few times, Mo Yi decided not to hold back anymore. He was ready to use his strongest attack.
"Alright!" Mo Qingyun said calmly.
Soaring Dragon and Leaping Tiger, Snake and Crane Transformation!
This time, Mo Yi's Martial Soul, the Spirit Bestowing Brush, moved quickly and drew.
In the blink of an eye, the Dragon, Tiger, Snake, and Crane Transformations appeared and attacked Mo Qingyun from four different directions.
"Four Beast Transformations from four different directions. What a terrifying attack!"
After seeing this, not only was Mo Qingyun shocked, but the surrounding people were also shocked.
At this moment, Mo Xiao and Mo Ling clenched their fists tightly as they looked at the Fighting Field Number Five nervously.
"Can he take it?"
At this moment, Mo Feipeng and Mo Yueru's palms were sweating and their faces were filled with anxiety.
"Looks like the result is out. Qingyun won't be able to take it."
Seeing Mo Yi's attack, Mo Hong Tian sighed in pity. He felt that Mo Qingyun would not be able to win.
In his opinion, even a Body Tempering Stage Ten cultivator would not be able to take Mo Yi's attack, let alone Mo Qingyun.
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