Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

The fist landed between his arms and the Spiritual Energy surged out like an angry tide.    

Suddenly, Rong Aoxin felt a burst of violent flame power rushing over, the impact suddenly erupted, and actually forced Rong Aoxin to retreat, both of his legs sliding on the ground of High Platform.    

"The Martial Skills's attack, does not seek to be the strongest, but the fastest!"    

At this moment, a sound transmission once again rang in Ling Er's heart, the instructions were extremely clear.    

Ling Er was intelligent in the first place, he instantly understood the meaning of Transmitter. Without further hesitation, he extended both of his fists into his palms, with Spiritual Energy in between his palms.    

Then, she suddenly moved both her arms. Her palms shot forward, one after the other, and instantly struck out hundreds of times.    

In the next moment, palm images spread out like a tide, wave after wave howling out, attacking towards Rong Aoxin.    

Just from the aura alone, this set of palm technique could not be considered strong, at most, it was only at the high level Yellow Scale.    

However, this palm strike was incomparably fast, and practically appeared before the energy attack had completely dissipated, while Rong Aoxin had yet to react, he had already arrived in front of her.    

At this moment, Rong Aoxin finally started to panic.    

She really did not expect that the little girl who she had known before would actually possess such abundant battle experience. She actually learned how to fight quickly, not giving Rong Aoxin the slightest opportunity to catch her breath.    

However, Rong Aoxin had no other choice now, he could only release his palm. The Spiritual Energy congealed between his two palms, pushed forward, and welcomed Ling Er.    

However, Ling'er was ready to strike, while Ruan Ao Xin was in a hurry to deal with it. The outcome was obvious.    

"Boom!" "Boom!"    

Suddenly, waves after waves of palm images whizzed out like layers upon layers of waves, smashing towards Rong Aoxin with explosive sounds.    

Before the first wave subsided, another wave arose. Even though Rong Aoxin's palm force had risen violently and his Spiritual Energy had surged, he was only able to withstand two waves of Ling Er's attack. The rest of the palm attacks were no longer able to resist as they all landed on Rong Aoxin's body.    

"Pu!"    

Rong Aoxin felt a sweetness in his throat as he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.    

Seeing that, joy appeared in Ling Er's eyes, and he was prepared to give chase once again.    

"Don't chase after a desperate enemy, just retaliate with whatever you want!"    

Just then, the sound transmission once again sounded in Ling Er's heart, stopping her from moving further.    

"Clang clang!"    

Suddenly, the sound of a sword could be heard.    

Ling Er looked towards the direction of the voice, only to see Rong Aoxin actually taking out his treasure sword, unhesitatingly slashing forward, drawing an unparalleled Sword Light.    

This sword strike was one of Rong Aoxin's anger and embarrassment combined together, it was extremely sharp and hard to sense.    

Fortunately, Ling Er did not continue to follow up, and she did not enter the range of the sword just now.    

"Phew, it even sounds good to that person!"    

Seeing this sword, Ling Er could not help but quietly sigh in relief, glad that he had listened to Transmitter's words.    

There was also Qianqian who was relieved!    

As someone who would usually teach Ling Er how to fight, after seeing Ling Er's expression today, Qianqian was unable to find any flaws, and it could even be said to be the perfect response to a lesson.    

Only, Qianqian had the nagging feeling that he had seen this kind of fighting style before, but he just couldn't remember where.    

There was another person on the scene who had a similar thought, or in other words, a beast. That person was Little Red.    

The more she saw, the more she felt that the speculation in her heart had become clear and definite. She could not help but look at Chu Mo and said: "Yiya, Momo, why do I feel that the little lady's fighting style is very similar to yours?"    

Hearing this, Yuezheng Hanrui also felt that it was a little strange, he nodded and said, "I didn't say it, but looking at it now, it really does look like it!"    

Saying that, Yuezheng Hanrui stared straight at Chu Mo with a questioning look.    

Chu Mo was helpless, he spread out his hands and said: "Alright, I will admit it, I have been teaching her how to fight with sound!"    

At this point, everything became clear.    

So it turned out that the Transmitter was actually Chu Mo!    

Yuezheng Hanrui did not understand, and asked: "Why do you want to teach her?"    

Chu Mo curled his lips and said: "I couldn't do anything either, such a cute little girl was bullied by someone, I can't just sit back and watch!"    

Yuezheng Hanrui looked at him, and said: "You, when did you become so helpful? You can't have fallen for other people's little girl, right? "    

Chu Mo was speechless for a while, and then said snappily: "I say, Ruirui, I'm only fourteen or fifteen years old and still a little Sisters. I, Chu Mo, am not an animal to that extent."    

"Then why did you help her?"    

Yuezheng Hanrui was puzzled, but suddenly thought of something, and felt that he had found the answer, and said: "You said before that you were here to save someone, but this Ling Er, could it be that he is the person you want to save?!"    

Chu Mo shook his head and said, "No!"    

Yuezheng Hanrui did not understand now, and asked: "Then why did you help her?"    

Chu Mo replied with a question: "Why didn't you help her?"    

Yuezheng Hanrui shook his head and said: "I don't understand!"    

Chu Mo said: "Since we are going to fight, then we must be evenly matched. Furthermore, only Ling Er and Rong Aoxin are equally matched, the two of them would be in a situation of mutual destruction, and by doing so, it would be equivalent to eliminating a competitor for us, wouldn't it? "