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Bai Xingwen asked: How do I fight? A life-and-death battle? Or put some restrictions on it? For example, in five moves or ten moves. Of course, if I were you, I would choose the latter, which would be more beneficial to you. "
As he said that, Bai Xingwen sneered at Chu Mo, his tone full of ridicule.
Chu Mo had long since gotten used to ridicule, and learned not to care about it at all ? Furthermore, this was only the ridicule and provocation from his opponent, it was completely irrelevant.
Therefore, Chu Mo smiled lightly, and said: "Since it's like this, then I'll choose ten moves to fight! Perhaps, it is as you have said. I will be more advantageous! "
Hearing this, Bai Xingwen choked, as if he was choking on food, his face full of depression.
He had originally thought that Chu Mo would be goaded into a life and death battle. In this way, he could rely on his clan's advantage in Martial Skills and realms to slowly establish his superiority and increase his chances of winning.
However, he slowly came to his senses and was not afraid of ten moves.
From his point of view, this was merely bringing forward the progress of the Martial Skills by a little.
Of course, these were all Bai Xingwen's personal opinions.
What he cared about, was whether Bai Xingwen would agree or not.
Bai Xingwen thought for a while, then said: "Alright, then we'll do as you say, a ten moves battle. In any case, after ten moves, you have almost used all of your trump cards.
Chu Mo said: "If that's the case, then I should really be thanking you!"
Bai Xingwen really "magnanimously" waved his hand, and said: "Since it's a bet, then we naturally have a bet, what do we want to bet?"
Towards this question, Chu Mo already had an answer, and directly blurted out: "I am betting on Baili Erzhen's sword with the Spatial Imprint!"
Hearing that, Bai Xingwen laughed, and took out the Yan Liu Sword from the Space ring, and said: So that's why you're here!
Chu Mo also laughed, and said: "Aren't you doing this for the Spatial Imprint?"
Bai Xingwen nodded his head, and said: "Then, how many Spatial Imprint do you plan to bet on this sword?"
Chu Mo said: "Fifty, how about it?"
"A little less!"
Bai Xingwen shook his head, and said: "This sword, is no ordinary sword, but a treasure! Furthermore, if my guess is not wrong, this sword should be very important to Baili Erzhen. So, I feel that she's probably willing to give up even more Spatial Imprint in exchange for this sword. "
Chu Mo had already expected that Bai Xingwen would bargain, and asked: Then, how many Spatial Imprint do you think are suitable for Young Master Bai?
Bai Xingwen opened his mouth wide, "Two hundred!"
Hearing this, Liu Zian frowned, and said: "You wish. Two hundred, why don't you go snatch it?"
Bai Xingwen laughed coldly: "I'm just fighting for it right now, can't you see that?"
Chu Mo reached out to stop the hot-tempered Liu Zian. After a moment of thought, he said, "Alright, two hundred is fine."
Hearing that, Bai Xingwen looked at Liu Zian and said: "If you have time, learn more from Chu Mo. This is a person who will accomplish great things."
Liu Zian was so angry that smoke was coming out of his seven orifices, and the blade in his hand started to tremble, as if he wanted to immediately fight with Bai Xingwen.
Chu Mo patted Liu Zian's shoulder, and smiled at Bai Xingwen: "Actually, no matter how many Spatial Imprint, I won't let you win."
Bai Xingwen sneered: "You sure are confident!"
Chu Mo shrugged his shoulders and said: "It's not like I haven't beat you before, of course I'm confident!"
Bai Xingwen's expression suddenly became extremely ugly, and said: "Don't think that just because you luckily won one match in Ancient Tomb Palace, you're invincible. Remember, when you were there, you only took the land. "
Chu Mo nodded, and said: "Indeed, I did take the advantage of this situation. However, at that time, you still had the advantage of cultivation. However, at this moment, our realm is getting closer and closer. Your advantage is already gone without a trace. "Therefore, I am quite confident in these ten moves."
"Good, very good!"
Bai Xingwen's expression became colder and colder. He threw the Yan Liu Sword in his hand to Bai Lin and said: "Then come, I want to see how much you've grown in these few months that we haven't met."
With that said, Bai Xingwen took a step forward, his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist as he punched out.
Golden light suddenly emerged from the center of his fist, and as if he was holding onto a scorching sun, it swept through the air along the way, and with a sharp whistling sound, he attacked towards Chu Mo.
This punch was very strong!
However, this punch was not strong enough!
Clearly, this punch was just a test!
This kind of test, was not for etiquette or poise, but rather, it was Bai Xingwen trying to test his level.
After all, this was the first time the two of them had fought since the Ancient Tomb Palace.
He needed to know himself and know his opponent. Only then would he be able to win this gambling match.
Even though he was arrogant, and even arrogant, he was also a cautious person ? especially when facing off against an opponent of Chu Mo's level.
From this, it could be seen that even though he was looking down on Chu Mo with all his might, he was actually looking up to Chu Mo in his heart.
Looking at Bai Xingwen's fist, Chu Mo smiled slightly: "Do you want to try one first? "Then I'll accompany you!"
As soon as he said that, a fist shot out, piercing through the air!
Chu Mo also clenched his waist and punched, smashing through the air and flying out.
Boom! - Their fists collided!
Instantly, the air shattered, the air exploded, the impact spilling outwards, creating a large gust of wind.
The wind suddenly stopped, and the two figures separated. They faced each other in silence, just like before!
This punch was of equal strength!