Chapter 47
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"His strength is already so strong!"
Looking at Mo Qingyun in the arena, He Lingyu's face turned pale, and he lost his mind.
Mo Qingyun's rapid rise has completely broken the bottom limit of her heart.
"Hmph! Brat, you don't have to be complacent. No matter how strong you are, you will never be my big brother's opponent."
Song Xiuyun gritted her teeth with resentment on her face, thinking secretly in her heart.
"Brother Hongtian, you are really enviable, you gave birth to a good grandson."
He Qiansheng looked a little envious, and smiled lightly at Mo Hongtian.
"Hehe, this kid likes to show off if he has a bit of ability, which makes brother Qiansheng laugh."
After hearing He Qiansheng's words, Mo Hongtian immediately laughed happily. It seemed that he was very satisfied with Mo Qingyun's performance.
Similarly, he enjoyed He Qiansheng's words very much.
It's just that while Mo Hongtian was happy in his heart, there was also some regret in his eyes, and he sighed secretly: "It would be great if Qingyun wasn't a first-level martial spirit. , the achievements in the future will be limited after all, hey..."
At this moment, when He Qiansheng and Mo Hongtian were talking, Song Xu beside him had a deep expression on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Father! Patriarch Song, Patriarch He, elders!"
At this moment, Mo Feipeng, Mo Yueru, and Mo Ling came to the judge's seat and greeted Mo Hongtian and the others.
"You guys are here, sit down."
Mo Hongtian pointed to the seat beside him, greeted him, and asked, "Has Feilin gone to Lianyun City?"
"kindness!"
Mo Feipeng nodded, and said again: "Recently, the business of Qingmu Trading Company has been doing well, and they have received many new customers. Fei Lin went to have a look and will come back before New Year's Eve."
"Okay!" Hearing what Mo Feipeng said, Mo Hongtian showed relief and nodded.
"Hey! In Qingyun's competition arena, why didn't anyone attack him?"
Looking at the situation of Mo Qingyun's competition venue, Mo Yueru showed a hint of doubt.
"That's right, everyone else is getting angry. How come Qingyun is like an outsider, everyone ignores him."
Mo Ling also looked puzzled, not knowing what was going on with Mo Qingyun.
After Mo Hongtian heard the words of Mo Yueru and the others, he smiled helplessly, shook his head, and said with a smile: "Those little guys didn't attack Qingyun because just now, that little guy Mo Chuan challenged Qingyun, and Qingyun They blasted out of the competition arena with one move, and they were shocked by the result."
"What! Mo Chuan was blown out of the arena by Qing Yun!"
"Mo Chuan's cultivation seems to have reached the eighth level of body tempering!"
"Mo Chuan, who is at the eighth level of body tempering, is not even an enemy of Qingyun's one move. This, how is this possible?"
...
After hearing Mo Hongtian's words, the three of Mo Yueru beside them all became shocked.
"Could it be that Qingyun's cultivation has already broken through to the eighth level of body tempering."
Mo Yueru said in surprise.
After hearing Mo Yueru's words, Mo Feipeng and others fell silent, showing a wry smile.
Mo Qingyun's cultivation speed is really too fast, and when they were not paying attention, his cultivation level broke through.
At this moment, Mo Yueru and the others were wondering, is Mo Qingyun really a first-class martial spirit?
At this time, when Mo Yueru and others were shocked by the scene before them.
The battle on Mo Qingyun's side in the arena finally came to an end, and together with Mo Qingyun, there were only five people left.
The other four were the three who had cultivated at the eighth level of body tempering, and one person at the later stage of the seventh level of body tempering.
Looking at the four people in front of him, Mo Qingyun smiled at them and said, "I'm so lucky!"
"It should be!"
For Mo Qingyun's words, several people responded quickly, but their expressions were uglier than crying.
Of course it was hard work, four people beat twenty or thirty people, even if their cultivation level was slightly higher, they were almost exhausted.
After the competition on Mo Qingyun's side, the other nine competition venues also came to an end, competing for the five candidates to advance.
"Take a break for half an hour and start the second round of competition."
Seeing that all the competitions in the field were over, an elder explained to everyone.
Immediately, the juniors who advanced to the second round began to rest one after another.
However, Mo Qingyun did not rest, because, from the beginning to the present, he had no consumption at all.
Seeing Mo Qingyun's leisurely look, the other four felt depressed for a while, and their envious eyes burst out.
It is also a promotion from the arena, why is the gap so big.
After half an hour.
"It's time for a break, and now we're going to draw lots to decide the opponent."
Seeing that the break time was up, an elder came out and shouted at the fifty juniors who had advanced.
Afterwards, Mo Qingyun and others stepped forward one after another and began to draw lots.
"Mo Qingyun, you'd better not be eliminated too soon."
During the drawing of lots, Mo Cang looked gloomy and said coldly to Mo Qingyun.
"Don't worry, if you are eliminated, I will not be eliminated either."
Mo Qingyun responded indifferently to Mo Cang's words.
"Hmph! This is the best!" Mo Cang snorted coldly, and walked away.
"Stinky boy, you are so lucky. You met the weakest group and advanced more leisurely and easily than me."
Mo Xin raised his hand and patted Mo Qingyun's shoulder, then smiled at Mo Qingyun.
"Hey, it's not bad, I haven't met anyone who has cultivated the ninth level of body tempering." Mo Qingyun chuckled.
"Cousin Qingyun, congratulations on advancing."
At this time, Mo Yi came over, congratulated Mo Qingyun, and said to Mo Xin: "Congratulations, cousin Mo Xin, her cultivation has advanced to half a step of true energy."
Mo Qingyun smiled lightly, and responded: "Cousin Mo Yi is the same!"
"Thank you, Cousin Mo Yi."
Mo Xin smiled and said in surprise: "Cousin Mo Yi, don't you always dislike competitions? Why are you interested in participating in the clan competition this year?"
"My old man gave an order, saying that I have read too many books and my mind is becoming pedantic, so I must get close to everyone." Mo Yi looked helpless.
"Oh! It turned out to be what the Second Elder meant."
After hearing Mo Yi's words, Mo Xin showed a clear expression, and looked at Mo Yi with some sympathy.
Compared with Mo Xin's thoughts, Mo Qingyun was more curious about Mo Yi.
This cousin is a bit interesting, he doesn't like force, but likes to read.
No wonder Mo Yi has a refined aura about him, he turned out to be a man of literature and ink.
"By the way, cousin Qingyun, what's your number?"
After the three of Mo Qingyun talked for a few more words, Mo Yi asked curiously.
"tenth!"
Seeing this, Mo Qingyun looked at the sign number.
Immediately, Mo Qingyun discovered that there was already a young man standing on the No. 10 competition field.
"Mo Xun!"
Mo Yi and Mo Xin's expressions changed immediately after seeing the young man in the tenth venue.
Then, with a solemn face, Mo Yi reminded Mo Qingyun: "Cousin Qingyun, when you fight Mo Xun, you must be careful. This guy is extremely ruthless, and he looks like a desperate Saburo."
"That's right, although Mo Xun is only at the peak of the eighth level of Body Tempering, because of his ruthlessness, many people at the ninth level of Body Tempering are afraid of him."
Mo Xin also had a solemn expression on his face, and told Mo Qingyun: "Stinky boy, if you lose later, don't force yourself or hold on. It's okay to lose, and you must not get hurt because of it, do you understand?"
"understood!"
Mo Qingyun nodded and said with an indifferent smile.
Seeing Mo Qingyun's expression, Mo Yi shook his head helplessly, feeling that Mo Qingyun didn't listen to them at all.
But with his personality, he didn't want to say anything, he just gave Mo Qingyun a worried look.
Mo Qingyun was very clear about the meaning of Mo Yi's expression, but he also didn't say much.
Anyway, after he and Mo Xun fight, everything will be clear.
Immediately, Mo Qingyun stopped hesitating and walked directly towards No. 10 competition venue.
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"His strength is already so strong!"
Looking at Mo Qingyun in the arena, He Lingyu's face turned pale, and he lost his mind.
Mo Qingyun's rapid rise has completely broken the bottom limit of her heart.
"Hmph! Brat, you don't have to be complacent. No matter how strong you are, you will never be my big brother's opponent."
Song Xiuyun gritted her teeth with resentment on her face, thinking secretly in her heart.
"Brother Hongtian, you are really enviable, you gave birth to a good grandson."
He Qiansheng looked a little envious, and smiled lightly at Mo Hongtian.
"Hehe, this kid likes to show off if he has a bit of ability, which makes brother Qiansheng laugh."
After hearing He Qiansheng's words, Mo Hongtian immediately laughed happily. It seemed that he was very satisfied with Mo Qingyun's performance.
Similarly, he enjoyed He Qiansheng's words very much.
It's just that while Mo Hongtian was happy in his heart, there was also some regret in his eyes, and he sighed secretly: "It would be great if Qingyun wasn't a first-level martial spirit. , the achievements in the future will be limited after all, hey..."
At this moment, when He Qiansheng and Mo Hongtian were talking, Song Xu beside him had a deep expression on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Father! Patriarch Song, Patriarch He, elders!"
At this moment, Mo Feipeng, Mo Yueru, and Mo Ling came to the judge's seat and greeted Mo Hongtian and the others.
"You guys are here, sit down."
Mo Hongtian pointed to the seat beside him, greeted him, and asked, "Has Feilin gone to Lianyun City?"
"kindness!"
Mo Feipeng nodded, and said again: "Recently, the business of Qingmu Trading Company has been doing well, and they have received many new customers. Fei Lin went to have a look and will come back before New Year's Eve."
"Okay!" Hearing what Mo Feipeng said, Mo Hongtian showed relief and nodded.
"Hey! In Qingyun's competition arena, why didn't anyone attack him?"
Looking at the situation of Mo Qingyun's competition venue, Mo Yueru showed a hint of doubt.
"That's right, everyone else is getting angry. How come Qingyun is like an outsider, everyone ignores him."
Mo Ling also looked puzzled, not knowing what was going on with Mo Qingyun.
After Mo Hongtian heard the words of Mo Yueru and the others, he smiled helplessly, shook his head, and said with a smile: "Those little guys didn't attack Qingyun because just now, that little guy Mo Chuan challenged Qingyun, and Qingyun They blasted out of the competition arena with one move, and they were shocked by the result."
"What! Mo Chuan was blown out of the arena by Qing Yun!"
"Mo Chuan's cultivation seems to have reached the eighth level of body tempering!"
"Mo Chuan, who is at the eighth level of body tempering, is not even an enemy of Qingyun's one move. This, how is this possible?"
...
After hearing Mo Hongtian's words, the three of Mo Yueru beside them all became shocked.
"Could it be that Qingyun's cultivation has already broken through to the eighth level of body tempering."
Mo Yueru said in surprise.
After hearing Mo Yueru's words, Mo Feipeng and others fell silent, showing a wry smile.
Mo Qingyun's cultivation speed is really too fast, and when they were not paying attention, his cultivation level broke through.
At this moment, Mo Yueru and the others were wondering, is Mo Qingyun really a first-class martial spirit?
At this time, when Mo Yueru and others were shocked by the scene before them.
The battle on Mo Qingyun's side in the arena finally came to an end, and together with Mo Qingyun, there were only five people left.
The other four were the three who had cultivated at the eighth level of body tempering, and one person at the later stage of the seventh level of body tempering.
Looking at the four people in front of him, Mo Qingyun smiled at them and said, "I'm so lucky!"
"It should be!"
For Mo Qingyun's words, several people responded quickly, but their expressions were uglier than crying.
Of course it was hard work, four people beat twenty or thirty people, even if their cultivation level was slightly higher, they were almost exhausted.
After the competition on Mo Qingyun's side, the other nine competition venues also came to an end, competing for the five candidates to advance.
"Take a break for half an hour and start the second round of competition."
Seeing that all the competitions in the field were over, an elder explained to everyone.
Immediately, the juniors who advanced to the second round began to rest one after another.
However, Mo Qingyun did not rest, because, from the beginning to the present, he had no consumption at all.
Seeing Mo Qingyun's leisurely look, the other four felt depressed for a while, and their envious eyes burst out.
It is also a promotion from the arena, why is the gap so big.
After half an hour.
"It's time for a break, and now we're going to draw lots to decide the opponent."
Seeing that the break time was up, an elder came out and shouted at the fifty juniors who had advanced.
Afterwards, Mo Qingyun and others stepped forward one after another and began to draw lots.
"Mo Qingyun, you'd better not be eliminated too soon."
During the drawing of lots, Mo Cang looked gloomy and said coldly to Mo Qingyun.
"Don't worry, if you are eliminated, I will not be eliminated either."
Mo Qingyun responded indifferently to Mo Cang's words.
"Hmph! This is the best!" Mo Cang snorted coldly, and walked away.
"Stinky boy, you are so lucky. You met the weakest group and advanced more leisurely and easily than me."
Mo Xin raised his hand and patted Mo Qingyun's shoulder, then smiled at Mo Qingyun.
"Hey, it's not bad, I haven't met anyone who has cultivated the ninth level of body tempering." Mo Qingyun chuckled.
"Cousin Qingyun, congratulations on advancing."
At this time, Mo Yi came over, congratulated Mo Qingyun, and said to Mo Xin: "Congratulations, cousin Mo Xin, her cultivation has advanced to half a step of true energy."
Mo Qingyun smiled lightly, and responded: "Cousin Mo Yi is the same!"
"Thank you, Cousin Mo Yi."
Mo Xin smiled and said in surprise: "Cousin Mo Yi, don't you always dislike competitions? Why are you interested in participating in the clan competition this year?"
"My old man gave an order, saying that I have read too many books and my mind is becoming pedantic, so I must get close to everyone." Mo Yi looked helpless.
"Oh! It turned out to be what the Second Elder meant."
After hearing Mo Yi's words, Mo Xin showed a clear expression, and looked at Mo Yi with some sympathy.
Compared with Mo Xin's thoughts, Mo Qingyun was more curious about Mo Yi.
This cousin is a bit interesting, he doesn't like force, but likes to read.
No wonder Mo Yi has a refined aura about him, he turned out to be a man of literature and ink.
"By the way, cousin Qingyun, what's your number?"
After the three of Mo Qingyun talked for a few more words, Mo Yi asked curiously.
"tenth!"
Seeing this, Mo Qingyun looked at the sign number.
Immediately, Mo Qingyun discovered that there was already a young man standing on the No. 10 competition field.
"Mo Xun!"
Mo Yi and Mo Xin's expressions changed immediately after seeing the young man in the tenth venue.
Then, with a solemn face, Mo Yi reminded Mo Qingyun: "Cousin Qingyun, when you fight Mo Xun, you must be careful. This guy is extremely ruthless, and he looks like a desperate Saburo."
"That's right, although Mo Xun is only at the peak of the eighth level of Body Tempering, because of his ruthlessness, many people at the ninth level of Body Tempering are afraid of him."
Mo Xin also had a solemn expression on his face, and told Mo Qingyun: "Stinky boy, if you lose later, don't force yourself or hold on. It's okay to lose, and you must not get hurt because of it, do you understand?"
"understood!"
Mo Qingyun nodded and said with an indifferent smile.
Seeing Mo Qingyun's expression, Mo Yi shook his head helplessly, feeling that Mo Qingyun didn't listen to them at all.
But with his personality, he didn't want to say anything, he just gave Mo Qingyun a worried look.
Mo Qingyun was very clear about the meaning of Mo Yi's expression, but he also didn't say much.
Anyway, after he and Mo Xun fight, everything will be clear.
Immediately, Mo Qingyun stopped hesitating and walked directly towards No. 10 competition venue.
"His strength is already so strong!"Looking at Mo Qingyun in the arena, He Lingyu's face turned pale, and he lost his mind.Mo Qingyun's rapid rise has completely broken the bottom limit of her heart."Hmph! Brat, you don't have to be complacent. No matter how strong you are, you will never be my big brother's opponent."Song Xiuyun gritted her teeth with resentment on her face, thinking secretly in her heart."Brother Hongtian, you are really enviable, you gave birth to a good grandson."He Qiansheng looked a little envious, and smiled lightly at Mo Hongtian."Hehe, this kid likes to show off if he has a bit of ability, which makes brother Qiansheng laugh."After hearing He Qiansheng's words, Mo Hongtian immediately laughed happily. It seemed that he was very satisfied with Mo Qingyun's performance.Similarly, he enjoyed He Qiansheng's words very much.It's just that while Mo Hongtian was happy in his heart, there was also some regret in his eyes, and he sighed secretly: "It would be great if Qingyun wasn't a first-level martial spirit. , the achievements in the future will be limited after all, hey..."At this moment, when He Qiansheng and Mo Hongtian were talking, Song Xu beside him had a deep expression on his face, not knowing what he was thinking."Father! Patriarch Song, Patriarch He, elders!"At this moment, Mo Feipeng, Mo Yueru, and Mo Ling came to the judge's seat and greeted Mo Hongtian and the others."You guys are here, sit down."Mo Hongtian pointed to the seat beside him, greeted him, and asked, "Has Feilin gone to Lianyun City?""kindness!"Mo Feipeng nodded, and said again: "Recently, the business of Qingmu Trading Company has been doing well, and they have received many new customers. Fei Lin went to have a look and will come back before New Year's Eve.""Okay!" Hearing what Mo Feipeng said, Mo Hongtian showed relief and nodded."Hey! In Qingyun's competition arena, why didn't anyone attack him?"Looking at the situation of Mo Qingyun's competition venue, Mo Yueru showed a hint of doubt."That's right, everyone else is getting angry. How come Qingyun is like an outsider, everyone ignores him."Mo Ling also looked puzzled, not knowing what was going on with Mo Qingyun.After Mo Hongtian heard the words of Mo Yueru and the others, he smiled helplessly, shook his head, and said with a smile: "Those little guys didn't attack Qingyun because just now, that little guy Mo Chuan challenged Qingyun, and Qingyun They blasted out of the competition arena with one move, and they were shocked by the result.""What! Mo Chuan was blown out of the arena by Qing Yun!""Mo Chuan's cultivation seems to have reached the eighth level of body tempering!""Mo Chuan, who is at the eighth level of body tempering, is not even an enemy of Qingyun's one move. This, how is this possible?"...After hearing Mo Hongtian's words, the three of Mo Yueru beside them all became shocked."Could it be that Qingyun's cultivation has already broken through to the eighth level of body tempering."Mo Yueru said in surprise.After hearing Mo Yueru's words, Mo Feipeng and others fell silent, showing a wry smile.Mo Qingyun's cultivation speed is really too fast, and when they were not paying attention, his cultivation level broke through.At this moment, Mo Yueru and the others were wondering, is Mo Qingyun really a first-class martial spirit?At this time, when Mo Yueru and others were shocked by the scene before them.The battle on Mo Qingyun's side in the arena finally came to an end, and together with Mo Qingyun, there were only five people left.The other four were the three who had cultivated at the eighth level of body tempering, and one person at the later stage of the seventh level of body tempering.Looking at the four people in front of him, Mo Qingyun smiled at them and said, "I'm so lucky!""It should be!"For Mo Qingyun's words, several people responded quickly, but their expressions were uglier than crying.Of course it was hard work, four people beat twenty or thirty people, even if their cultivation level was slightly higher, they were almost exhausted.After the competition on Mo Qingyun's side, the other nine competition venues also came to an end, competing for the five candidates to advance."Take a break for half an hour and start the second round of competition."Seeing that all the competitions in the field were over, an elder explained to everyone.Immediately, the juniors who advanced to the second round began to rest one after another.However, Mo Qingyun did not rest, because, from the beginning to the present, he had no consumption at all.Seeing Mo Qingyun's leisurely look, the other four felt depressed for a while, and their envious eyes burst out.It is also a promotion from the arena, why is the gap so big.After half an hour."It's time for a break, and now we're going to draw lots to decide the opponent."Seeing that the break time was up, an elder came out and shouted at the fifty juniors who had advanced.Afterwards, Mo Qingyun and others stepped forward one after another and began to draw lots."Mo Qingyun, you'd better not be eliminated too soon."During the drawing of lots, Mo Cang looked gloomy and said coldly to Mo Qingyun."Don't worry, if you are eliminated, I will not be eliminated either."Mo Qingyun responded indifferently to Mo Cang's words."Hmph! This is the best!" Mo Cang snorted coldly, and walked away."Stinky boy, you are so lucky. You met the weakest group and advanced more leisurely and easily than me."Mo Xin raised his hand and patted Mo Qingyun's shoulder, then smiled at Mo Qingyun."Hey, it's not bad, I haven't met anyone who has cultivated the ninth level of body tempering." Mo Qingyun chuckled."Cousin Qingyun, congratulations on advancing."At this time, Mo Yi came over, congratulated Mo Qingyun, and said to Mo Xin: "Congratulations, cousin Mo Xin, her cultivation has advanced to half a step of true energy."Mo Qingyun smiled lightly, and responded: "Cousin Mo Yi is the same!""Thank you, Cousin Mo Yi."Mo Xin smiled and said in surprise: "Cousin Mo Yi, don't you always dislike competitions? Why are you interested in participating in the clan competition this year?""My old man gave an order, saying that I have read too many books and my mind is becoming pedantic, so I must get close to everyone." Mo Yi looked helpless."Oh! It turned out to be what the Second Elder meant."After hearing Mo Yi's words, Mo Xin showed a clear expression, and looked at Mo Yi with some sympathy.Compared with Mo Xin's thoughts, Mo Qingyun was more curious about Mo Yi.This cousin is a bit interesting, he doesn't like force, but likes to read.No wonder Mo Yi has a refined aura about him, he turned out to be a man of literature and ink."By the way, cousin Qingyun, what's your number?"After the three of Mo Qingyun talked for a few more words, Mo Yi asked curiously."tenth!"Seeing this, Mo Qingyun looked at the sign number.Immediately, Mo Qingyun discovered that there was already a young man standing on the No. 10 competition field."Mo Xun!"Mo Yi and Mo Xin's expressions changed immediately after seeing the young man in the tenth venue.Then, with a solemn face, Mo Yi reminded Mo Qingyun: "Cousin Qingyun, when you fight Mo Xun, you must be careful. This guy is extremely ruthless, and he looks like a desperate Saburo.""That's right, although Mo Xun is only at the peak of the eighth level of Body Tempering, because of his ruthlessness, many people at the ninth level of Body Tempering are afraid of him."Mo Xin also had a solemn expression on his face, and told Mo Qingyun: "Stinky boy, if you lose later, don't force yourself or hold on. It's okay to lose, and you must not get hurt because of it, do you understand?""understood!"Mo Qingyun nodded and said with an indifferent smile.Seeing Mo Qingyun's expression, Mo Yi shook his head helplessly, feeling that Mo Qingyun didn't listen to them at all.But with his personality, he didn't want to say anything, he just gave Mo Qingyun a worried look.Mo Qingyun was very clear about the meaning of Mo Yi's expression, but he also didn't say much.Anyway, after he and Mo Xun fight, everything will be clear.Immediately, Mo Qingyun stopped hesitating and walked directly towards No. 10 competition venue.
