When Tao Zixuan heard what they said below the ring, he suddenly became full of confidence, and at the same time, the curve of his mouth became deeper.

Two thousand spiritual jades are his!

Before Tao Zixuan could be happy for two seconds, something strange happened -

The handsome young man in black tights narrowed his eyes, clenched his sword, and burst out with the power of a high-level Spirit Emperor from his body.

"Golden Slash!"

The young man let out a low roar, and the big knife in his hand swung instantly. At the same time, his big knife was instantly dyed with golden light.

"Boom boom boom—"

One swing, two cuts, three breaks!

A loud explosion sounded, and everyone stared at the scene on the ring in a daze.

Wherever the golden blade went, all the earth spikes were defeated.

The surface of the ring was also affected by the blade's strong wind, causing small cracks on the ground like a spider web.

Everyone was stunned.

Yun Zheng and Yan Chen smiled at each other. It seemed that they were worried about this kid in vain.

Yun Zheng smiled and said, "Mo Jing can take a beating, but his explosive power is not low at all." Apart from Lan, Mo Jing's fighting power is definitely the strongest!

"Yes, I definitely can't do it." Yan Chen smiled helplessly.

Yun Zheng suddenly remembered something and asked, "I found the book that my nephew Duanmu prepared for you. Have you read it?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Chen nodded immediately, "I'm still learning."

"That's good. After you learn it, you will be better able to protect yourself." Yun Zheng nodded.

On the ring.

Tao Zixuan's face darkened slightly, and he became more alert.

Why is this guy so weird?!

When Tao Zixuan was planning his next attack, Mo Jing's golden sword had already arrived in front of him.

Tao Zixuan quickly dodged, but was hit by his gold-type spiritual power, and he instantly felt chest tightness and shortness of breath.

The two fought for dozens of rounds.

It was obvious that Mo Jing's injuries were more serious, but he pounced on him like a hungry wolf, determined to tear him apart.

Seeing this, Yan Chen thought to himself that the person in the Fengyun team who was most similar to Yun Zheng in battle was Mo Jing. Both of them were fighting maniacs.

Even Lan can't compare to them in craziness.

It seems that he will have to refine more pills in the future, otherwise how will their injuries heal?

However, he suddenly thought of a serious problem, that is, he seemed to have no spiritual jade, so how could he buy spiritual herbs and medicines to make pills?

Yan Chen felt at a loss whether to laugh or cry. It seemed that he would have to earn spiritual jade in the future.

Yun Zheng looked up and was watching the fight on the ring attentively.

After another hundred rounds, Mo Jing narrowly won.

Tao Zixuan was knocked to the ground and passed out.

Mo Jing bent his body and spat out blood, his hands clasped around the big knife. Suddenly, he raised his left hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

Those eyes were still incredibly bright, gleaming with fighting spirit.

"In the competition, Uncle Mo wins!"

The moment the announcement was made, Mo Jing immediately looked at Yun Zheng and Yan Chen, and the three of them smiled in tacit understanding.

Yun Zheng gave him a thumbs up.

Seeing this, Mo Jing grinned, and suddenly he spat out a mouthful of blood.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but worry about him.

This Uncle Mo seems... to be seriously injured, right?!

After Tao Zixuan was carried away, only the young man in black tights was left on the ring. His hair was a little messy, but his smile was unruly.

"Anyone want a challenge? Come on!"

When these words came out, all the disciples looked at each other in bewilderment.

Although they had fought for a long time and it was obvious that Mo Jing had won by a narrow margin, everyone still didn't dare to go up.

Isn't this Uncle Mo's explosive power too strong?!

And they all saw a key point, that is, when the little ancestor and this uncle Mo condensed their spiritual power, it was almost instantaneous.

In Zhonglingzhou, most people need to concentrate their time.

A question gradually formed in their minds: Could it be that the attacks of the Dongzhou disciples were all instantaneous?!

This... this is unlikely.

In fact, it is impossible.

Perhaps only the Fengyun team members in Dongzhou can perform it instantly.

Because this instant attack was taught by the Emperor.

Back then, everyone in their Fengyun team was severely scolded and attacked Lord Emperor, but Lord Emperor just waved his hand and pinned them to the ground, unable to move.

Yun Zheng, who had learned to attack instantly, ate spiritual fruit and watched the show.

…

After waiting for a long time, Mo Jing didn't see anyone dare to come up. He looked a little regretful. He thought he could fight to his heart's content today...

Upon seeing this, Yun Zheng proudly held up five fingers and said, "Anyone who can defeat him will be rewarded with five thousand spirit jades."

Yan Chen on the side laughed. Although Yun Zheng was a little greedy for money, she was really not stingy with her own people.

When the others heard this, their extinguished thoughts were rekindled and their eyes brightened.

Five thousand spirit jades!

Elder Liang and Elder Shangguan sighed in their hearts that this little ancestor was very good at reading people's minds, and every time he did so, he gave people hope again.

"I'll do it!"

Someone else jumped onto the stage.

This time, Mo Jing fought with the man for dozens of rounds, and in the end Mo Jing won.

Immediately afterwards, several more people came on stage to compete with Mo Jing for five thousand spirit jades.

In the end, no one could defeat Mo Jing!

Mo Jing's accumulated injuries were getting worse and worse, but he was still in high spirits.

Just then—

Sect Master Duanmu and the others who had hurried back from outside shouted anxiously, "Don't hurt the little ancestor!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a big and mighty middle-aged man with a beard rushing towards the entrance of the outer martial arts field.

Following behind him were several elderly and highly respected elders, their faces filled with fear and anxiety.

Why are the clan leader and the others here?!

The outer disciples in yellow were stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and immediately raised their hands to bow respectfully.

"Meet the Sect Master!"

Duanmu Zheng didn't have time to care about them. He ignored them and went straight towards Yun Zheng. When he saw blood on her body, he was almost scared to death.

Oh no, the little ancestor was injured!

Duanmu Zheng said in shock and anger, "Little... Little Ancestor, you... who hurt you? I will definitely punish him severely!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the yellow-robed outer disciples present immediately panicked.

Why does the clan leader respect this little ancestor so much?!

They thought that this little ancestor was just an empty title, but they didn't expect that the clan leader cared about him so much and was so respectful to him.

Upon seeing this, Elder Liang immediately remembered the message he had sent to the sect leader not long ago. He thought to himself, what a huge misunderstanding!

It was already a good thing that the little ancestor didn't beat anyone up, how could he be injured by an outer sect disciple?!

Just when Elder Liang wanted to go forward and explain clearly——

A highly respected elder accidentally saw Mo Jing covered in blood and exclaimed, "Uncle Mo, how did you get so badly injured!"

The sect leader also looked over and saw Mo Jing covered in blood. His heart skipped a beat.

What a sin!

Is God going to kill him, the Five Elements Spiritual Sect?