Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

Hearing that, Shen Chengye was immediately furious, and flew out.    

His speed was as fast as lightning, and the golden light was as bright as the sun.    

Both of his palms danced wildly, and Shen Chengye instantly swatted out hundreds of thousands of palms. The wind around his palms was cold, and as they crisscrossed each other, it actually formed a gigantic palm image in the air.    

The palm image was as big as the sky as it descended from the sky, nearly covering an area of thirty meters, annihilating the air along the way as it headed towards Chu Mo.    

"He really doesn't shed tears until he sees the coffin!"    

Chu Mo sneered, then immediately unleashed his Spirit Qi, causing the Fire Spiritual Energy to surge out and encircle his fist.    

Immediately, Chu Mo's fist seemed to ignite into flames, radiating an intense high temperature that caused the surrounding space to distort from the heat.    

Abruptly, Chu Mo swung his fist, releasing an endless amount of flames that whistled out, creating a tyrannical fist image in the air.    

Above the fist shadow was the path of fire. It burned the sky and the earth. It was domineering and wild, as if it had the power to slay dragons.    

The fist was just like its name ? the Lihuo Dragon Slaying Fist!    

The moment the fist force was unleashed, the sound of rolling thunder immediately resounded between the heaven and earth. The force behind the attack was majestic and majestic.    

Xuan Level Fist Technique, it was indeed extraordinary.    

"Rumble!"    

Thunderous roars shook the world as a palm technique descended from outer space.    

The palm technique was like a golden dao, seemingly competing against the sun for its splendor. It was incomparably domineering.    

Wherever the golden palm passed by, the sky seemed to split open as if the heaven and earth were being split apart.    

It was very obvious that Shen Chengye had also used his full strength, and had already used his strongest technique, just to defeat Chu Mo.    

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"    

Chu Mo remained unafraid as he arrogantly punched out, rising to the top.    

Instantly, the figure of the Mythical Flames Fist whistled as it flew into the sky, bringing with it an endless amount of flame as it collided with the giant golden palm that descended from the sky.    

boom boom boom boom ? *    

As the fists and palms collided, a series of tremors resounded without end.    

The golden light and the flames met in the air, and a terrifying explosion occurred. The golden and red lights spread out in all directions, as if setting the entire sky ablaze.    

In an instant, no matter if it was in the sky or underground, the sound of thunder rumbled. A hurricane arose, and the sound of thunder began to sound out.    

A terrifying wave of energy rippled through the air like a raging sea, engulfing everything in its path. The clouds in the sky were blown apart as they churned and churned. The sky exploded with cracks in the air, creating a terrifying scene.    

An intense shockwave swept out from the point of explosion like ten million sharp blades slicing downwards, causing a large part of the forest to break and fall to the ground. The crowd outside the arena could not help but move a few feet back in order to avoid the powerful shockwave.    

If an outsider acted in such a way, how could the people present endure it?    

Standing on the ground, Chu Mo and Shen Chengye were like two small boats in a sea of anger, swaying back and forth, threatening to capsize at any moment.    

"Pfft!"    

Finally, someone spat out a mouthful of blood.    

Then, a figure shot out, spitting out blood as he flew through the air in a long arc before landing heavily on the ground far away from the crowd.    

Everyone looked over and realised it was Shen Chengye.    

Slowly, the smoke and dust dissipated and Chu Mo appeared before everyone's eyes.    

At the moment, Chu Mo looked to be in a rather sorry state. The Clothes had been cut by the waves of Spiritual Energy into strips of cloth, which looked rather shabby. His face was also somewhat pale, and a stream of blood slowly flowed down from the corner of his mouth.    

However, other than that, Chu Mo had a dense Qi, his aura was as normal.    

Compared to Shen Chengye who had collapsed on the ground and foamed at the mouth, Chu Mo's image was extremely good.    

When the two competed, the winner would be revealed!    

Shen Chengye, complete defeat!    

"Hiss!"    

Instantly, a burst of gasps sounded from outside the arena, and cries of alarm arose everywhere.    

"Damn, this Chu Mo is so strong!"    

"That is to say, although his cultivation is inferior, his Spiritual Energy is still not weaker than a peak Yi Gan expert."    

"They are both Profound Ranked Martial Technique, but Chu Mo has the absolute advantage, seems like this Kid's cultivation is much stronger than others!"    

"As expected, the number one person in the Freshmen wasn't obtained by a fluke. Even though his realm is not high enough, he is still strong beyond explanation. "    

"This time, the people from the Tung Wu have suffered a huge loss. They actually lost to a Freshmen, who knows where they will put their face."    

"How is this a simple defeat, a complete defeat!"    

"Wu Zeyang will not let this go easily!"    

"That's only natural. As a Top, he definitely cannot swallow his anger. Otherwise, how will the Tung Wu be able to establish himself in the Star Academy in the future?"    

"Looks like this matter isn't over yet. Wu Zeyang should be making his move."    

"Trash!"    

Looking back at the Shen Chengye who had fallen to the ground and vomited white foam, Wu Zeyang felt that he had completely lost face. He cursed under his breath, as if he was disappointed in him, and then coldly looked at Chu Mo, saying: "Kid, your attack was too heavy!"    

"Heavy?"    

Chu Mo smiled lightly and said: "Even if your attacks are heavy, you can't blame me. I told you long ago that his debt had been paid off, but he still had to pester. Furthermore, he was the one who first used his killing move, so I was only forced to meet him head-on. "    

"What a great 'forced to fight'!"    

Wu Zeyang's expression became darker and darker, her voice became colder and colder, and she said: "The current Freshmen truly doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, looks like I have to teach you something about respecting the Senior."    

As he said that, the aura from Wu Zeyang's body surged, revealing a strong imposing manner, he rushed towards Chu Mo and the rest.    

Chu Mo snorted coldly, he waved his right hand and shattered the pressure, and prepared to attack.    

"Aiyo, it's a war of attrition!"    

At this time, a teasing voice came from afar. Everyone turned their heads and saw a Young Man slowly walking over, holding a small blade in his hand.    

His name was like a blade, Tang Xiaodao!