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Since there were seven of them, one of them had to be free. After drawing lots, he determined that the person who would be free was Zhao Kui, so Zhao Kui had some free time to take a good look at this sort of high-level competition.

Zhao Kui, Hu Xing, and Zhang Zhi came to the first ring and watched the two carefully without saying a word.

The two of them were both at the sixth stage of the Houtian realm, and apart from Zhao Kui, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, there was not a relaxed expression on his face. For those who had weaker strength, under the suppression of their auras, the pressure they felt was not small, and it was obvious that the difference in strength between the two of them was not that big, they were going to have a tough battle.

The monk from the monk temple was tall and big, about two meters tall. He took off the clothes on his upper body, revealing his robust figure, the skin on his entire body was bronze in colour, his muscles bulging out in large chunks, if not for the veins that were like earthworms could be seen, this monk would be standing there motionlessly, others might think that this was a Buddha statue made from bronze juice! This monk's body was glossy and shiny. Under the sunlight, it shone with a dark gold light. The beauty of his strength was vividly reflected on his body.

After Zhao Kui glanced at him a few times, he immediately knew that the martial arts practiced by this monk belonged to the category of fierce and tough. All the disciples he saw at the monk's temple were tall and muscular people.

Zhao Kui looked at the disciples of the distant sects. Compared to the monk from the Dhuta Temple, the disciples of the various sects were not very eye-catching. However, just by looking at the appearance of the disciples, they could not completely determine a single person. Zhao Kui did not think that his strength was insufficient just because the disciples of the various sects did not look that amazing.

"Buddha Temple Energy!" The monk cupped his fist and said his name but did not say anything else. His eyes were filled with fighting spirit and he was a typical martial arts fanatic. In his eyes, there were only martial arts and battles, he did not care about anything else.

"Hehe, I am from the distant sect, please enlighten me!" Although Qian Mo had a smile on his face, the solemnity in his eyes didn't match with the smile on his face.

"Alright, alright, stop blabbering. Hurry up and start the fight!" He waved his big hand that was as thick as a bear's paw and said impatiently.

After saying that, a huge fist came smashing over, the veins on his arm bulged, as powerful as Qian Mo's fist, which was more than one head higher than Qian Mo's. The fist almost smashed down from above, just like a meteorite falling from the sky, rushing over at an astonishing speed!

Qian Mo was at a disadvantage in terms of his physique. When that terrifying punch came smashing down, Qian Mo felt a huge pressure, his palms overlapped and struck upwards, the two fists and palms intersected. Qian Mo only managed to barely block that punch with his bare hands, but his body had been pushed down a bit, so he had already used his full strength to block this punch.

Zhao Kui sighed in his heart. This Monk Qian should not use his own weaknesses to deal with people. A Monk Qian and a Monk Li's strengths were great and powerful. If Qian Mo and a Monk Li competed with their strength, they would be hanging themselves from the stars. They were courting death! His build was small and thin, and he should have been able to exert his flexible characteristics to fight against those who were capable of traveling. This was the best plan.

One of his fists was blocked, and he still had his other fist, but Qian Mo didn't have his other hand, and the other fist was aimed at Qian Mo's waist, and Qian Mo's face was showing signs of panic.

However, Qian Mo was an expert among the younger generation of the Jin Yuan Sect, so he definitely had his own specialties. When the punch was about to hit his waist, his body tilted to the side, dodging the punch with an agile body, then he jumped backwards, a distance away from the net energy.

"That's right!" I finally met a good opponent, haha! " He wasn't upset because he couldn't hit Qian Mo with his punch. On the contrary, he was very excited. For a martial arts fanatic, what he wanted the most wasn't victory, but a good opponent.

Qian Mo didn't have a relaxed expression on his face. This monk's strength was way beyond his imagination. He had to think of the best way to deal with this monk. Otherwise, he would lose this match for sure!

How could he let his breath recover? He leapt into the air and instantly sent 18 kicks towards Qian Mo. His speed was abnormally fast and not only in terms of strength, but also in terms of speed!

Zhao Kui's eyes narrowed. He knew that his weakness was not only to be able to make up for it, but also to make up for it, which was a tremendous increase in his overall strength. Looking at those eighteen sharp feet, Zhao Kui also felt a bit of pressure, but at this moment, his eyes didn't even blink, just waited to see how Qian Mo would block it.

Qian Mo's face was filled with shock. The monk's strength had exceeded his expectations. Facing these eighteen kicks, he was already sweating profusely. It was due to his nervousness.

A gust of wind blew, and the broken leaves danced in the air. The monk's fast attack was affected by the Qi, and his attack slowed down a little. He instantly shot out eighteen palms, completely blocking the eighteen kicks.

He had overlooked the aspect of martial skills. Qian Mo was using the Autumn Wind Falling Leaf Palm, and he was on a completely different level from Gongsun Cheng. Qian Mo's martial skill was not only perfect in terms of attack skills, but it could also affect the opponent in terms of the aura of his poetic perspectives. Qian Mo's understanding of the Autumn Wind Falling Leaf Palm was very thorough.

"What a powerful martial skill!" The Energy Monk's face was filled with fanaticism. The stronger the opponent, the more excited he would be!

Qian Mo didn't answer. With the autumn wind in the air, the Falling Autumn Wind Palm struck out towards the Pure Energy source. All that could be seen now was the shadow of the palm, and there was no way to dodge it.

"Bang bang bang …" The sound of Zimo's palm landing on the Energy Storage Monk could be heard. In such a short period of time, he had lost count of how many times the Monk Monk Monk's palm had landed on him.

"Good!" Senior Qian has won! " Below, all the disciples of the distant sect were loudly shouting. Qian Mo Sheng was here, and all of their faces were shining.

However, the cheers came to an abrupt stop, because after Qian Mo had finished clapping many times, Qian Mo leaped back. Qian Mo did not fall down, but there was a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Kui understood the situation very well. However, when Qian Mo's series of attacks hit the energy, his body began to glow with a faint golden light. The moment he was attacked, he activated the Buddha's Golden Body. Despite his tall stature and Qian Mo's extremely fast attack speed, he was unable to dodge Qian Mo's attack. However, he managed to block all of them without suffering much damage.

"Senior Brother Pure Energy is the most powerful senior brother among our young disciples. I've already said it before, how could he possibly lose so easily!" One of the disciples of the monk temple said. It was true. The astonished look on his face had disappeared a long time ago.

He didn't even wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and his body was like a spinning top, rapidly spinning around. His bald head was shining with a black light as he rapidly charged towards Qian Mo.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" After three sounds, Qian Mo was knocked off the stage and he spat out large mouthfuls of blood. Qian Mo had already lost.

In fact, Qian Mo wouldn't have been hurt by these few attacks, but it was a pity that he had just used his strongest attack power and frequency. After attacking for a while, he never thought that he would be blocked by the Pure Buddha Golden Body and be unable to deal much damage to it.

Zhao Kui heard that the Mu Xi Sect was the dark horse in this competition, and they also had a master of the seventh stage. After watching this competition, Zhao Kui felt an unprecedented pressure, he needed to spend a lot of time and effort in order to defeat this opponent of the seventh stage, then, for Zhao Kui, the fight between the Houtian realm disciples would become a dark horse in the sky!