Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty-Five

boom!

Chen Jing punched down hard, and the frozen ice crystals split instantly. And he also quickly jumped away from the center of the thick water vapor.

Mo Shaoqian came running quickly. In terms of speed, he was faster than Mo Shaofen by more than a little bit. He really deserved the title of the first person of the Mo family's Shao family.

His whole body slid on the ice, his flexible body twisted in an incredible arc, sometimes somersaulting, sometimes jumping up like a flying fox.

Wherever he passed, the water vapor quickly condensed in a tumbling posture.

In a short while, there was water everywhere on the playing field. The surrounding sea level also seemed to have risen several inches, and the torrential waves came crashing down, making no place on the arena dry.

"Condensation!"

creak creak ~~~~~

Following Mo Shaoqian's second command, the water vapor in the entire venue suddenly condensed in all directions.

Chen Jing jumped and moved, avoiding the water vapor on the ground, but before he knew it, his clothes were completely soaked by water vapor.

When Mo Shaoqian said "Ning" for the second time, he suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

Then the clothes soaked in water vapor were as hard as iron, like a shackle, imprisoning him in it, unable to move.

"Condensate water into a sword, condense water into a knife!"

As soon as Chen Jing was imprisoned, Mo Shaoqian opened his left and right hands at the same time, and then the thick water vapor in the knife in his left hand formed an ice sword, and the thick water vapor in his right hand formed an ice knife.

The knives and swords were condensed to a length of two meters, very wide, sharp and heavy.

"go!"

After Mo Shaoqian condensed, he slapped the hilt and hilt of the sword vigorously with both hands, pushed the ice sword out, and shot at Chen Jing.

Seeing this situation, Chen Jing had no choice but to slam into the shackles with force. At the critical moment, he slapped his whole body with his fist, shattering the crystallized clothing from solid to soft.

As soon as the ice cubes in the clothes shattered, the feeling of confinement disappeared.

Chen Jing turned around and bent down, dodging the saber and sword.

But Mo Shaoqian also had a backhand, and immediately waved his hand. A turbulent wave rushed towards him at a high speed, covering Chen Jing completely like a mudslide.

"Ah!"

This move succeeded, and a sly smile appeared on Mo Shaoqian's face.

And on the Mo family's big boat, everyone watched this scene with bated breath, and at this moment, they all showed a strong look of anticipation.

Mo Shaoqian, as the first person of the Shao family of the Mo family, basically everyone knows what kind of tricks and skills he has.

Therefore, after seeing Chen Jing being submerged in the flood, they knew that this foreign son of the Chen family had been sentenced to death.

"Shaoqian is Shaoqian after all. Once he made a move, he really lived up to expectations." Nian Xu, an elder of the Mo family, smiled.

There was also a satisfied smile on Mo Yuqi's face: "When you fight with Shaoqian, the most taboo is to get water vapor on your body. Once this happens, it means that all mobility will be controlled by Shaoqian. This Chen Jing is now Submerged by the flood, already drenched all over,

Next, it means that he has lost all initiative. "

"I hope Shaoqian will not be merciful. This Chen Jing is too domineering and rude, and the Chen family also lacks a lesson that they will never forget." The Mo family elder twisted his beard very dissatisfied.

"Don't worry, I have told you before that Shaoqian will not show mercy. This Chen Jing is dead." Mo Yuqi squinted his eyes, as if he had already seen Chen Jing's death in his eyes that were sure of winning.

Kacha Kacha~~~~

Sure enough, during their conversation, the water that had just poured into the competition field began to condense rapidly.

Chen Jing still maintained the movement of turning over and lowering his waist. Before he could stand upright, the flood of water that covered him had already submerged him and frozen him in it.

The mighty waves are completely solidified in the shape of "??", like ice sculptures.

And Chen Jing was in the ice sculpture, like a creature in amber.

"Water Condensation Secret Technique - Ice Wave Rage Thorn!"

Mo Shaoqian was well prepared at this moment, and victory was just around the corner. He wanted to teach the Chen family a striking lesson by the most miserable way of death.

"puncture!"

Under the change of his handprint, sharp ice spikes suddenly appeared in the frozen "??" ice sculpture.

It's like the icicles hanging from the eaves, but denser, sharper, and stronger than the icicles.

"kill!"

As soon as the word "kill" opened his mouth, those sharp ice thorns all pierced towards Chen Jing's body.

when~

But it also happened to be at the same second that a mighty ancient bell sounded suddenly.

The bell rang out, followed by hundreds of monks singing. Shouting and chanting Namo Amitabha!

At the same time, under the ice sculpture, around Chen Jing's body, there was also a phantom shadow of a simple big clock.

On the big clock, an ancient black Buddha stood half lying down. There is a brilliant heavenly power exuding from all over his body.

Those sharp ice thorns just pierced over, just happened to be blocked by the phantom of the big clock, and then a deafening bell sounded.

"Stab again!"

Mo Shaoqian's eyes flashed in surprise, but his hands did not hesitate.

One blow failed to kill Chen Jing, so he pushed for a second time.

"when~"

But when he stabbed Chen Jing again with his special attack for the second time, the countless sharp ice thorns were still blocked by the black ancient clock.

The harder he stabbed, the louder the bell rang.

"What is that black ancient clock? No one can stop my [Ice Wave Raging Thorn], let alone in this situation? I don't believe it, I don't believe it can't kill you."

The failure of the second blow made Mo Shaoqian's eyes suddenly waver.

"The Secret Technique of Condensing Water·Bingtao Furious Thorns, the third kill!"

For the third time, Mo Shaoqian used all his spiritual power and didn't care about anything else. This time, he had to win, he had to teach the Chen family a lesson, and he had to save face for the Mo family.

A one-time attack with all his strength caused thick ice flakes to appear on his hands.

Boom~~~

Suddenly a bigger wave swept over and covered Chen Jing again, suppressing Chen Jing.

Then the waves solidified, forming larger, more icicles within.

"Kill~"

when~

The black ancient clock suddenly shattered, and the "Namo Amitabha Buddha" sung by the hundred monks also disappeared without a trace.

'Finally broke! '

Mo Shao showed a hint of joy. Slapping the ground with both hands, adding a chill to the cold air at this time.

The huge playing field is full of ice. It was pale.

The cold air spreads in all directions, and it also makes people feel like they have entered the twelfth lunar month of winter.

The eight major forces were watching the battle from the outside, and they were all very quiet at this time, without making any slight sound.

On the Chen family's big boat, Chen Mingxiu suddenly took a step forward, showing worry.

He had faced off against Mo Shaoqian at the Peerless League last year. And he had [Lihuo Suzaku Seal] to protect him, so he wouldn't be too embarrassed, but in the end he lost.

As for Chen Jing, who was born with a wooden fate, he would not have any advantage under the cold ice, and he would not be able to melt the extremely cold and hard ice layer at all.

Trapped in it at the moment, it's like throwing fish on the cutting board, and can only be slaughtered by Mo Shaoqian!

"Uncle Wenyou, the situation is not good!" Chen Mingxiu said.

Chen Wenyou's expression was also serious, but he still stopped him: "Don't worry, look again."

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