Chapter 2317: Pretending to be injured

Chapter 2317 pretending to be injured
"is it?"
"That said, I have to thank you!"
Hearing Duan Qi's words, Mo Wentian's mouth grinned slightly, raising a curve.
"You kid, you are very polite!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Duan Qi's eyes flashed an impressive, subconscious way.
"You and I gossiping like this, but in the slightest look like a life-and-death person who is about to go to the ring!"
Seeing that Duan Qi didn't mean to enter the ring at all, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with a cold voice.
"Boy, it seems you can't wait any longer!"
"Come, let me see if you have the same strength as your courage!"
It's okay for Mo Wentian not to say this. When Mo Wentian said this, Duan Qi instantly remembered, and his figure flashed and disappeared in place.
When he reappeared, Duan Qi's figure had already appeared on the ring.
"It's natural for the emperor to say it, and it has always been the answer!"
The cold voice sounded, and a touch of confidence rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
Immediately, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and also appeared on the ring.
"Shentian Fist!"
The next moment, Duan Qi didn't hesitate at all, yelled, and blasted directly at Mo Wentian with a punch.
"Rumble..."
Following Duan Qi's punch, there was a sound in the void.
I saw the entire void trembling a little.
I have to say that this strange Shentian Fist is still well practiced, at least the strength of this fist is already the peak of the Emperor of Heaven.
And Mo Wentian looked at this punch, his expression didn't even change at all.
It looked like that, it seemed that Duan Qi's punch hadn't been put in his eyes.
"Boss, be careful!"
"Wen Tian, ​​be careful!"
...
Watching this scene, Xiao Jiao, Tianhu and others exclaimed.
At this moment, Xiao Jiao and others' faces even more worried.
"No problem!"
"This mere Shentian Fist, the Emperor's Shenlong Fist will knock him to the ground!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were full of confidence.
"Boss..."
Listening to Mo Wentian's confident words, Xiao Jiao and others looked at each other, opened their mouths, wanted to say something, but in the end they didn't say anything.
Xiao Jiao and others wanted to help, but Mo Wentian had said that they would not be allowed to take action.
They can only watch from the sidelines, but they also believe it.
Mo Wentian can handle Duan Qi well. After all, Mo Wentian's cultivation base is in the realm of Tianzun, and his strength can kill the warrior at the peak of the Emperor.
"Boy, you have to catch my first punch, don't let me down!"
At this moment, Duan Qi's arrogant voice came.
"Catch the first punch?"
"It's not the emperor who can't catch the first punch, but you!"
Listening to Duan Qi's words, Mo Wentian's mouth raised a wicked smile.
"Shenlong Fist!"
At the next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, he directly punched and greeted Duan Qi's Shentian fist.
"Roar..."
With Mo Wentian's punch, a phantom of a dragon of tens of thousands of meters in size appeared in the void.
The Shenlong stood proudly in the void, screaming at Duan Qi endlessly.
"Shenlong Fist?"
"This Shenlong Fist is so powerful, it is even stronger than my Shentian Fist. It's just Mo Wentian's cultivation base, but in the early days of Emperor Tian, ​​he won't be my opponent!"
Watching Mo Wentian's Shenlong Fist strike, especially feeling the power of Shenlong Fist, Duan Qi's eyes flashed impressively.
But the next moment, thinking of Mo Wentian's cultivation base, it was only in the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven.
Although Mo Wentian's cultivation base was only two small realms away from his Heavenly Emperor peak.
But the difference between these two small realms is a huge difference in strength.
"What a terrible Long Wei, is this kid's cultivation base really only in the early days of the Emperor of Heaven?"
"Yes, how do I feel that the power of Mo Wentian's punch is even more terrifying than Senior Brother Duan Qi's Shentian Fist!"
"This is impossible? This kid is just pretending to be a ghost, this kid can't be the opponent of Brother Duan Qi!"
"What hurry, this is just the beginning of the war, this kid can't be the opponent of Brother Duan Qi!"
"This kid is just doing kung fu for the sake of face. In fact, he is a paper tiger. We watched how he was defeated by Senior Brother Duan Qi!"
...
Feeling the vastness of Longwei, countless disciples of the gods and heavens, instantly exploded the pot.
At this moment, they all had some doubts about Mo Wentian's cultivation strength.
If it weren't for the Mo Wentian they sensed, the real cultivation base is only in the early stage of the Emperor, they really don't believe that Mo Wentian is just a warrior in the early stage of Emperor.
But among them, most of them still believe that Duan Qi will be the final winner, and Mo Wentian, the immense Longwei, is still pretending to be a ghost.
"Boy, pretend to be a fool!"
"I will show you what the real punch is!"
Listening to all these discussions, Duan Qi's heart instantly rose with confidence.
Looking at Mo Wentian, Duan Qi's eyes flashed with an extremely cold glow, and said coldly.
"What is real boxing strength?"
"You will feel it soon!"
Hearing this, the arc of Mo Wentian's mouth became more and more dense.
The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.
When he appeared again, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared in front of Duan Qi.
Mo Wentian's Shenlong Fist blasted directly at Duan Qi's face.
"Boy, you are so fast!"
"Shentian Fist!"
Seeing Mo Wentian appearing right away, Duan Qi didn't hesitate at all, and directly greeted him with a punch.
"boom……"
The moment the two punches collided, a violent sound came.
I saw two figures, receding steadily.
"Hmm..."
With a muffled snort, blood spilled out of Duan Qi's mouth.
"This... how is this possible? Our Senior Brother Duan Qi was hurt by this kid's punch?"
"If Brother Duan Qi hadn't been fast, he would greet the kid with his Shenlong Fist with a punch. Our Senior Brother Duan Qi might be disfigured!"
"Senior Brother Duan Qi's strength is pretty good among our disciples in the Gods and Heavens Realm. After all, Senior Brother Duan Qi is very talented!"
"Yes, although Senior Brother Duan Qi's cultivation is only at the peak of the Emperor, he can display the power of the Emperor's Consummation!"
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe that a warrior from the early days of the Emperor of Heaven who came from a small world could hurt Senior Brother Duan Qi!"
...
Seeing that Duan Qi was injured, countless disciples of the gods and heavens began to talk in an instant.
They looked at Mo Wentian, and their eyes were even more impressive.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that a warrior who had only cultivated in the early days of the Emperor of Heaven could actually hurt the powerhouse of the peak of the Emperor.
At this moment, they couldn't help but change their views on Mo Wentian.
"puff……"
But at this moment, Mo Wentian's mouth spouted a mouthful of blood.
The breath of Mo Wentian's body has dropped a lot.
"Boss!"
"Big Brother Wentian!"
...
Watching this scene, Xiao Jiao, Huan Tian and others appeared in front of Mo Wentian instantly.
At the same time, Xiao Jiao and the others, the aura on their bodies quickly rose.
Had it not been for Mo Wentian had said that they would not be allowed to take action, Xiao Jiao would have taken action long ago.
Tianhu looked at Mo Wentian, and there was a worriment in his eyes.
"I'm fine!"
"You all retreat!"
Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jiao and the others, reached out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up, said indifferently.
"Boss..."
"Big Brother Wentian..."
...
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao and others were full of worry in their eyes.
Opened his mouth, I wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.