Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

Following that, he crossed his arms in a cross in front of his chest, blocking Chu Mo's heavy punch that was whistling towards him.    

    

However, as the fists punched out, Chu Mo continuously shook his arms, causing his muscles to swell, and released waves of Qi. After clashing against each other, a crisp sound was produced, as though beads and pearls were falling on a jade plate.    

    

"Pa Pa Pa ?"    

    

No more, no less, ten powerful sounds!    

    

Ten strikes of Tyrant Fist, come out again!    

    

This was Chu Mo's most basic fist technique.    

    

And at this moment, it was the most suitable boxing style.    

    

There was no other reason but that it was fast enough!    

    

In the process of advancing, the Tyrant Fist was successfully activated. The tyrannical power whistled through the air and ruthlessly smashed onto Bie Zhiqiang's cross arm.    

    

"Rumble!"    

    

Instantly, Chu Mo and Bei Zhiqiang's fists clashed against each other and their fists clashed against each other.    

    

Immediately, an absolutely powerful force swept out from the scene. Bei Zhiqiang was actually blown away by the impact and slid backwards. His legs left a deep scar on the ground that was more than ten meters long before he finally came to a stop.    

    

On the other hand, Chu Mo did not even take a single step as he stood proudly on the spot.    

    

Seeing the sharp contrast between the two, the surrounding crowd couldn't help but cry out in alarm.    

    

"Damn, who the hell is this Kid, is he so powerful?"    

    

"That's right, he did it so cleanly and cleanly, he's simply fast to the extreme."    

    

"The most important thing is that he made a prompt decision without giving any chance for Bei Zhiqiang to react!"    

    

"Fast and strong, why does it feel like Kid has even more battle experience than Mercenary!"    

    

"So you're saying, what is this guy's background? How come I've never seen it before? "    

    

Just as everyone was discussing, Bei Zhiqiang finally stabilized himself, raised his head, coldly looked at Chu Mo, and shouted: "Kid, you are really ruthless, you actually sneak attacked us!"    

    

Chu Mo spread out his hands and said: "Weren't you the one who asked for guidance? Why are you blaming me now? "    

    

Bei Zhiqiang said, "Could this be the reason for your sneak attack?"    

    

Chu Mo replied: "I just don't want to waste my time."    

    

"Alright, since you don't want to waste your time, then I won't be polite!"    

    

After saying that, Bei Zhiqiang stretched out his hand and took out a sharp sword. After he unsheathed it, the sword glow was dense, giving people a feeling of being able to intimidate their souls.    

    

It was obvious that Bie Zhiqiang was truly enraged. He had actually used a sharp weapon.    

    

Don't think that the strong Long sword is pointing at Chu Mo from afar, and said: "Take out the sword on your back, or else, you won't have any chance!"    

    

Chu Mo smiled and said: "Against you, there is no need for a sword!"    

    

After he finished speaking, Chu Mo stretched out his right hand and said: "Please!"    

    

"What an arrogant Kid, since it's like this, then I'll let you experience my might!"    

    

As his voice fell, the Spiritual Energy in Bei Zhiqiang's body surged outwards. Golden light instantly lingered on top of the Long sword, condensing into a sharp light that was several tens of meters long on the tip of the sword. It was extremely sharp.    

    

Without the slightest hesitation, Bei Zhiqiang flew out. The Long sword in front of him minced the air along the way as it whistled towards Chu Mo.    

    

Chu Mo's expression did not change, he did not retreat, but advanced instead, taking a step forward with his heavy fist.    

    

"You overestimate yourself!"    

    

Looking at Chu Mo's actions, Bei Zhiqiang sneered. The Long sword twisted everything and directly pierced towards Chu Mo's chest.    

    

Chu Mo's reaction was extremely fast, he dodged to the side, and barely dodged to the side Bie Zhiqiang's sharp sword.    

    

Then, he instantly changed his fist to his palm, his five fingers slightly bent, reaching out towards the sword-wielding hand in the shape of a claw.    

    

"Too much thinking!"    

    

Bei Zhiqiang shook his wrist, the Long sword quickly turned back and the tip of the sword shot backwards. The sharp blade light turned back as it slashed towards Chu Mo's palm.    

    

Chu Mo lowered his body, his palm continuing to move forward, and with a "pa" sound, he slapped Bie Zhiqiang's wrist, which was holding onto his sword.    

    

Suddenly, Bei Zhiqiang's wrist felt pain, and the Long sword almost left his body. The Sword Qi changed direction right after and slipped past Chu Mo's hand.    

    

However, Chu Mo did not feel that it was dangerous.    

    

Because everything was under his control.    

    

Long before the match had begun, he had already estimated the opponent's speed and naturally wouldn't be harmed by them. Furthermore, he had succeeded in forcing away their Long sword.    

    

This was experience!    

    

At this time, Chu Mo suddenly jumped up, taking advantage of the opponent's sword force not returning, his legs suddenly tensed up, and he threw a punch towards his opponent's chest.    

    

Immediately, a tyrannical power exploded out, directly kicking Bei Zhiqiang and sending him sliding backwards.    

    

At the same time, with the help of the recoil, Chu Mo's body was bounced back as well. He flipped twice in the air before landing gracefully on the ground.    

    

Chu Mo steadily landed on the ground, looked at Bei Zhiqiang who was standing opposite of him, and said: "How about it? "You should be done consulting me!"    

    

Bei Zhiqiang frowned and said coldly: "Kid, you are not weak. It looks like I can't underestimate you!"    

    

Chu Mo sighed, and said: "It seems you still want to continue!"    

    

"The victor hasn't been decided yet, so of course we have to continue!"    

    

Bei Zhiqiang laughed coldly, the fluctuations of the Spiritual Energy above the Long sword becoming even stronger, and said: "Next up, I won't hold back, you better watch yourself."    

    

After saying that, Bei Zhiqiang stepped forward step by step as an imposing manner rose from him.    

    

As his Long sword danced, streams of sword light shot out, actually turning into a sword-net, terrifying one's soul.    

    

It could be seen that he was no longer prepared to hold back and had actually directly used the Martial Skills.    

    

Seeing that, Chu Mo frowned, his right hand unconsciously moved past his shoulder and placed on the sword hilt on his back.    

    

"Swoosh!"    

    

Just as Chu Mo was about to use his Dragoncry Sword, a sharp whistle came from far away.    

    

Lifting his head, Chu Mo saw a Sharp Arrow whizzing out from the south, like a shooting star cutting across the sky.    

    

One arrow from the south, domineering beyond compare!