Author: Shredded Pork Noodles with Sauce

Mo Ziming also stared at mid-air, staring at Zhang Dabiao who turned into a divine dragon in the air.

"I said, I may not die!" Zhang Dabiao looked down at Mo Ziming and said.

Mo Ziming sat on the ground, pointed at Zhang Dabiao's body that turned into a dragon, and said, "You...what exactly is this spell?"

"This is not a spell." Zhang Dabiao explained lightly, "These have nothing to do with you, you just need to know: you have lost this battle!"

Mo Ziming did lose because the formation of Wanjian Guizong did not use it to kill Zhang Dabiao, so he was destined to lose his follow-up power.

After all, he has many methods and many magic weapons, but in the same way, he is just a cultivator at the foundation-building realm. Even at the peak of foundation-building, it is only a foundation-building realm, and his spiritual power is very limited.

This is also the reason why Zhang Dabiao told Luo Ke that he could not eat too much. If there are too many methods of practicing, it will lead to complexity, and when fighting, he will be like Mo Ziming and has no rules.

"No, I didn't lose, I still have many methods to not use them!" Mo Ziming was a little unwilling.

He knew what the ending would be like if he gave up.

Losing points is a small matter, losing face and losing your qualifications to enter Xuanwu City are the most important things!

"You do have many methods, but also because of too many methods, you are in a state of chaos when fighting, and you are not organized and do not know which one to use!" Zhang Dabiao canceled the dragon state, landed on the ground, and spoke.

"If you concentrate on a few martial arts, you will be able to master it. I really may not be able to beat you!"

"I can't use you to educate me!"

Mo Ziming yelled, and the next second, his face began to turn red, and his breath began to flow wildly, "I didn't lose, I won't lose, I am Mo Ziming, the god of this All-day Town, and the top figure who wants to march into Xuanwu City!"

"How could I lose? How could I lose here!"

As he yelled, the aura on his body became heavier and heavier.

Everyone knows that Mo Ziming used the secret method.

"Old Mo, why are you still standing there? Your baby grandson has already used the secret technique!" Mr. Li and Mr. Qian saw this scene and quickly spoke, "If you don't save your baby grandson, then his future path of cultivation will end here!"

Why didn’t Mr. Mo know? He immediately flashed to Mo Ziming and shouted loudly at Mo Ziming: “Ziming, stop quickly!”

But at this moment Mo Ziming was already like a madman, so how could he listen? He was still burning his essence and blood to enhance his strength.

Zhang Dabiao, who was standing not far away in front of him, felt that his whole body was about to be dried up. The breath released by Mo Ziming was like burning oil in flames, burning his body and soul all the time.

“Get in quickly!”

Mr. Qian shouted at Mr. Mo.

But Mr. Mo didn't want to do so, but he couldn't get close to Mo Ziming at this moment, as if there was a wall blocking him.

After all, Mr. Mo is only at the peak of foundation building. Although he has been in this state for decades and has many methods, he still has not taken that step and still has foundation building.

Faced with this situation, I was helpless and had no choice.

The crowd around them had dispersed, fearing that they would be affected, because they all felt a strong murderous intent from the aura emitted from Mo Ziming's body.

Zhang Dabiao couldn't bear it anymore. He knelt on one knee, sweating on his forehead, and panting like a cow.

At this moment, a gentle force swept across his body.

The next second, the rich burning sensation disappeared. He opened his eyes and happened to see an old man standing between him and Mo Ziming.

"quiet!"

The old man raised his hand gently and pointed at Mo Ziming with one hand.

Mo Ziming, who was originally emitting violent power and threatening everyone's lives, suddenly calmed down and all the power on his body dispersed.

"It was the vice president of the hunting union who took action!"

A sharp-eyed man saw the old man's appearance and immediately shouted.

So, many cultivators looked over, and when they saw that they were indeed vice presidents, they all became even more excited.

"It is rumored that the vice president is a cultivator at the Jindan realm. I don't know if it is true or false?"

"Can this be fake?" Someone looked at the man with disdain and said, "Can you easily resolve the violent force just now. It is not the realm of the Golden Pill, but what realm is it?"

"That Mo Ziming is really hateful. He actually wants so many people to die with him. He is simply a scum. How could I think he is good before?"

"It seems that we were all deceived by this person's appearance in the past. In fact, this guy is not a good thing!"

These people were talking a lot, and fortunately Mo Ziming had already fallen into a coma at this moment. If he was still awake, he would probably spit out a mouthful of blood and his soul would return to the west.

Zhang Dabiao had been helped by Luo Ke, and the battle on their side was over. Naturally, the hunting conference was over.

The vice president of the hunting union held a token in his hand, looked at the many participating practitioners and said, "I will announce the championship of this hunting conference here. I can check the hunting token in my hand for the remaining terms. How about it?"

"good!"

Everyone answered in unison.

Although they already know who the champion is, they still want to see what the championship reward is this time.

"I announce that the champions of this hunting conference are Zhang Dabiao and Luoke!"

Hearing this, although the two of them were mentally prepared, they still couldn't hide their excitement.

They were originally forced to see the world by Luo Ke's father, but they did not expect that after experiencing so much, they have now become the champions of this hunting conference!

"This time the championship reward is two Golden Yuan Dan, one spiritual-level top-grade magic weapon and magic weapon, and one ninth-grade high-level martial arts, and one hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

Hearing these rewards, Zhang Dabiao and Luo Ke were stunned, while the rest of the cultivators looked at them with envy.

"I heard it right by 100,000 spirit stones, did I hear it wrong?" Luo Ke asked, shaking Zhang Dabiao's shoulders.

Zhang Dabiao nodded and said, "You heard it right, it's just 100,000 spirit stones!"

He was also very excited, but he didn't understand what those two golden elixirs were?
Chapter completed!