C61 Qin Zhangkong

Mo Fan's words stunned everyone.

The Second Elder laughed coldly, "Are you planning to violate the rules of the bet?"

"Of course not!"

With that said, Mo Fan's hands flew in the air and quickly formed a seal. Countless wood-attributed spiritual energy came from all directions. His palm was covered in a layer of green, emitting a dazzling green light.

"Blue Wood Palm!"

Mo Fan growled