Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

Even Chu Mo had to admit that this sword strike was strong!    

Be it in terms of timing or angle, this strike was worthy of praise.    

The Sword Light was like a raging flame that overflowed into the heavens as it whistled over, bringing along the sound of wind and thunder, as it pierced straight towards Chu Mo's chest.    

At this time, Chu Mo was rushing forward, his body was not steady, and he could not dodge!    

Seeing this situation, Hong Zichen and the others who were at the entrance of the courtyard couldn't help but perspire for Chu Mo. At the same time, they secretly looked forward to how he would break this sword strike.    

Chu Mo's method was very simple, it was just two words, fight head on!    

Since they were going to clash head on, they would naturally not retreat!    

Chu Mo was still moving forward, and at the same time, raised his right arm.    

The arm sword against the blade and sword, this was not a wise choice.    

And yet, Chu Mo did it!    

His "sword" also pierced straight towards Gao Hongru's chest at the same time.    

It was just that Chu Mo's "sword" was extremely fast. Even though it was released later on, it wasn't inferior to Gao Hongru in the slightest, as both of their "sword" actually arrived in front of each other's chest at almost the exact same time.    

It was very obvious that not only did Chu Mo want to clash head on with him, he also wanted to exchange blows with him.    

Although it was only a "arm sword" and the tip of the sword was only a "palm", this "sword" revealed an incomparably sharp meaning and vaguely emitted a tyrannical power fluctuation, causing one's soul to tremble.    

Feeling the energy fluctuating from Chu Mo's palm, Gao Hongru was shocked, as a sense of danger arose in his heart.    

"No, we can't exchange wounds like this. This guy's body is too strong, so it's not worth it to exchange injuries like this!"    

Gao Hongru suddenly realised that Chu Mo's body tempering strength far exceeded that of ordinary people, which meant that Chu Mo could bear even more serious injuries than normal. In that case, changing his injuries was not worth it.    

Gao Hongru was glad that he had understood all of this in time, so he unhesitatingly sheathed his sword and changed his angle to slash at Chu Mo's "arm sword."    

Seeing that, Chu Mo also retracted his arm, and also folded his wrist, using his palm as a blade, and used it to slash towards Gao Hongru's right hand that was holding the sword.    

Gao Hongru was shocked yet again. The tip of the sword quickly turned, aiming straight for Chu Mo's hand blade, fast to the point where it could barely touch him.    

Chu Mo took a step closer, and his entire body dove in. His hand blade also moved a few inches forward, smashing onto Gao Hongru's wrist with a loud bang.    

Suddenly, Gao Hongru felt as if his wrist was slashed by a steel blade, it was completely red, and his arm was going numb, he almost took out his sword.    

However, it was also at this time that Gao Hongru's sword also arrived. It cut Chu Mo's arm and left a shallow line of blood on it.    

Soon after, the two of them separated by two zhang and stood face to face.    

This was the first time Gao Hongru had injured Chu Mo. He should have been happy, but he couldn't smile at all.    

It was because he had sacrificed too much for this sword. Not only did he receive a palm strike, he even injured his wrist. He should have received an even greater result.    

But who would have thought that Chu Mo only used a method of exchange injury for injury to break the technique that Gao Hongru had meticulously designed.    

Gao Hongru finally realized that not only was Chu Mo's strength tyrannical, his battle intelligence was not weak as well. He was an extremely difficult opponent to deal with.    

His face turned serious as he looked at Chu Mo, and said: "You are stronger than I thought!"    

Chu Mo said neither arrogant nor impetuous, and said: "Thank you for your praise."    

Gao Hongru said: "Only now do I know why you agreed to bet with me in this battle!"    

Chu Mo said indifferently, "Why?"    

Gao Hongru stared into Chu Mo's eyes and said: "You want to take this opportunity to tell everyone in Star City that you're not that easy to mess with."    

Chu Mo did not comment and said: "Maybe!"    

Gao Hongru said: "But, if you want to intimidate everyone, then you need to have enough strength!"    

Chu Mo said: "I have always been very clear about my own strength!"    

Gao Hongru raised the Long sword in his hand, pointed at Chu Mo, and said: "Unfortunately, you are not clear about my strength!"    

Chu Mo's expression did not change, he was still smiling faintly, and said: "I'll see it soon, won't I?"    

"Humph, you will regret this!"    

With no more words to say, Gao Hongru coldly snorted, and without further ado, he grabbed his Long sword, and pulled out a flower sword.    

Seeing this, Chu Mo still stood in place quietly. He did not try to attack again like before, but patiently waited for Gao Hongru to make his move.    

Seeing such an abnormal action, the crowd at the entrance of the courtyard were a little confused.