Fighting the Martial Universe

Zhang Mofan was behind him with one hand, his right hand gripped the halberd, the halberd pointed at the ground, and said faintly: "Now I know how weak your own halberd is?"

The dark man looked at Zhang Mofan with a shocked look.

Even, he had forgotten that he was still lying on the ground and asked excitedly: "Did you just hit the halberd?"

That's right, it must be a halberd, waving a halberd, there is no extra action, but it contains a mood.

His attack just now was indeed powerful, and ordinary people couldn't perform it, but Zhang Mofan's halberd technique was truly terrifying.

In just one round, he could feel Zhang Mofan's incredible halberd.

With just one wave, without any muddle-headedness, it can show a superb halberd.

A halberd, totally natural and flawless.

Even the other elite disciples were shocked and speechless.

Among them, it is not that there is no one who can display the halberd, but it is absolutely impossible to achieve the halberd intent like Zhang Mofan.

This is definitely not something that can be understood in time, and there must be absolute talent in it.

"Do you have anyone else to challenge?"

Zhang Mofan said indifferently.

The basic halberd practice in the past few days has made him use Fang Tian's painting halberd, which is already very handy.

This is the benefit of the basic halberd method. He can fly with the halberd. In fact, it is not a halberd method, but a sword method.

Qinghuo Zhisheng cultivated swordsmanship, swordsmanship and halberd. Although they are different and the situation is quite different, there are many similarities.

And these similar places, if you practice slowly, you will definitely be able to practice some powerful halberds.

This halberd flight was his first attempt in the training room, and it really succeeded.

At present, Zhang Mofan felt that his true energy had reached a bottleneck, and he could only break through the halberd technique and enhance his cultivation.

A year later, it was Sanling's aspiration, he had to participate, and then personally wiped out Mo Cang.

Therefore, even if Zhang Mofan thinks that his strength is invincible to his peers, but the other party really wants to kill you, no matter how old you are.

There are too many powerful players in this world.

Mo Han watched this scene and wanted to make a move, but in the end he resisted his inner impulse.

Even if he shot, he might not be Zhang Mofan's opponent.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Mofan couldn't help but said: "Affirm one thing, letting you come is not for you to compete, but for you to pool the quota."

"what did you say?"

Zhang Mofan's words once again angered many geniuses.

"You didn't want to participate in the weapon exchange meeting, did you? You came here because of the face of the hall master, but you didn't expect that you lost to me, didn't you?"

Zhang Mofan said lightly: "What? Do you still want to participate?"

"Humph!"

Mo Lengren snorted, and said, "Boy, your halberd is really powerful, but you want to get the rankings from many swordsman masters and swordsman masters alone."

"No, you misunderstood me. I didn't take the place, but the first place."

Zhang Mofan said indifferently.

Competing for the first place, not only can bring honor to the halberd hall, he can directly get fifty thousand merit points.

Fifty thousand merit points, if it is a task, it will take a long time.

Secondly, this time he is really going to show some strength, although it is only the halberd, but the strength of the halberd can also see the talent of a martial artist in martial arts.

Arrogant!

Ten elite disciples, including Lianxin, felt Zhang Mofan's arrogance.

You know, the weapon exchange meeting is not limited to age or cultivation level. The competition is weapon repair and weapon training.

Lian Xin couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Zhang Mofan, there are many masters in the sword hall of the sword hall, and there is the real Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

"If you don't even have the courage to be number one, how can you be number one?"

Zhang Mofan's arm shook, the big halberd in his hand flew to the weapon shelf, and he slowly left.

Ten elite disciples were left behind, looking at each other.

Originally, they were still planning to suppress Zhang Mofan with the halberd method. As a result, instead of suppressing, they were suppressed by the other party instead.

"This kid has talent, but he is too arrogant. He wants to be the first? Is it possible?"

In front of all the elite disciples, three words emerged in their hearts: "Impossible"

At this time, the hall master of the Halberd Hall also came slowly and said: "It is possible!"

He has been silently following this battle just now!

"Hall Master, what are you talking about? Is it possible for him to get first?"

Several elite disciples were extremely surprised.

"A few days ago, I played against him once, and he blocked my ten moves. If I continue to shoot, he is definitely not my opponent."

The hall master said solemnly: "Today, if you let me fight him again, I won't be his opponent."

Of course, this fight is just a halberd.

Hearing that, everyone took a breath, and in just a few days, his halberd has improved so much.

"Hall Master, what about us?"

Mo Han asked.

"Our Jitang really needs a dazzling victory. Either we don’t win, or we must win beautifully. Let the people of Jiantang and Daotang look at each other with admiration. Therefore, only Lianxin and Zhang Mofan will be held at the weapon exchange meeting seven days later. on."

The hall master said.

Lianxin has not participated in the weapon exchange meeting, so naturally she wants to play.

"Well, we lost to the guys in the sword hall back then, and they have no face to continue participating in the weapon exchange meeting. Let's see if Zhang Mofan can win the weapon exchange meeting for our halberd hall."

Mo Han said.

Zhang Mofan returned to the training room, just preparing to practice, a stream of light emerged from the spirit beast ring and turned into a handsome young man.

It's just that the young man's skin is slightly dark, but his face is very delicate, with an exotic style.

"Little Eight?"

Zhang Mofan was slightly startled, and said, "Did you break through the real aura?"

"What Xiaoba? Please call me handsome eighth son from now on!"

As the Eighth Master said, he drew out a folding fan, and said elegantly, "Please forget my past, understand? Forget the pink little pig, I will be the Eighth Son from now on."

Obviously, Ba Ye has truly broken through the real aura, and he has successfully transformed into a handsome boy.

"Little Eight, are you itchy?"

Zhang Mofan rubbed his fist.

However, the Eighth Master didn't think so, and proudly said: "Brother Fan, do you think you can still hurt me? You are the same you were before, and the Eighth Master, I am no longer the Eighth Master."

boom!

Ba Ye’s words just fell~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Zhang Mofan shot out with a punch, hit Ba Ye’s face, and directly knocked Ba Ye away.

Eighth Master held his nose and screamed: "Brother Fan? You have been promoted to the real aura? Even if you are promoted to the real aura, you can't be so powerful? I am immortal, but I have cultivated to the second level."

"Xiao Ba, your Brother Fan will always be your Brother Fan, understand? Don't get overwhelmed."

Zhang Mofan clenched his fist, the purple-gold infurience condensed, and a smile appeared on his face.

It's been a long time since I beat Ba Ye, and it's really a bit unnatural.

?? Ba Ye hasn't played for a long time, do you miss Ba Ye? Chapter 2, Update at 10:30. Regarding the update delay, in fact, when I update it, the website will have a little delay. Of course, my hand speed is slow, and sometimes the plot is slow.

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