Chen Mo looked at Chen Cong with an expressionless face.

In his eyes, Chen Cong is even inferior to an ant.

"I am an innate martial artist certified by the Shenguang City Martial Arts Association, I don't know what realm you are Brother Chen Mo?" Chen Cong asked playfully.

"Martial Arts Association Certification?Innate Martial Artist?"

Chen Mo frowned slightly, he didn't know anything about the division of these martial arts realms in Huaxia.

"Oh, Brother Chen Mo doesn't even have certification? Just like you, you still want to be the chief thug of the Leopard Head Society, aren't you afraid of being hacked to death on the street?" Chen Cong grinned and said sarcastically.

"It's true that I don't have a certification, but I've defeated someone who claims to be a master of internal strength before. Chen Mo said.

"Internal Strength Sect Master?" Chen Cong first smiled disdainfully, and then his face changed slightly.

Grandmaster of Inner Strength. That's not an easy way to go!

In the entire Jiangnan region, among the millions of martial artists, there are no more than a hundred people who can reach the internal strength grandmaster certification!

These people are all master-level existences!

This Chen Mo in front of him actually said that he had defeated the Inner Strength Grandmaster!?

Slippery world!

"Are you still bragging about dying, then don't blame me for being too ruthless!" Chen Cong couldn't help it and rushed towards Chen Mo.

Chen Yongkang, who was watching the game from the sidelines, had a smile on his face.

In his opinion, Chen Mo couldn't even catch Chen Cong's blow, and he was about to be defeated.

But Song Chuhe had a calm face.

She has seen Chen Mo's terrifying strength. I never thought that Chen Mo would lose.

And Song Jianlin waved his fists and shouted loudly: "Cong'er, give me a hard beating of this bastard, and hit harder!"

Liao Jie was still smiling, but there was viciousness in her eyes. But it's quite obvious.

Chen Cong quickly rushed to Chen Mo's front and punched out at Chen Mo's chest.

Chen Mo's face was expressionless, his body was motionless, and he stood in place.

An attack of this level is not qualified for him to dodge at all.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound.

Among the four people watching the battle, except for Song Chuhe, the other three thought that Chen Mo was going to be knocked to the ground with a punch, and wailed and begged for mercy.

But the picture in front of them stunned them.

I saw Chen Cong clutching his fists and shouting in pain, jumping to his feet while shouting, obviously in pain.

"What, what's going on?"

Why was Chen Mo punched in the front, but it was Chen Cong who was injured?

Chen Mo looked at Chen Cong coldly, stretched out his hand, and slapped him in the face.

"Smack!"

Chen Cong flew out and fell heavily to the ground, his cheeks were red and swollen, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Cong'er!"

Chen Yongkang's eyes were about to split, and with an arrow step, he rushed in front of Chen Cong to check Chen Cong's situation.

At this time, Chen Cong was already in a semi-comatose state. His mouth was open, but he could not speak, his eyes were wide open, and his eyes were full of horror and pain. "You bastard, how dare you hurt my son!?" Chen Yongkang yelled with anger that his eyes turned red.

Chen Mo looked at Chen Yongkang coldly and said, "Before the competition, I said that my fists and feet have no eyes. Isn't it because your son ended up like this because he was too weak?"

Chen Mo's words made Chen Yongkang completely lose his mind.

"Lao Tzu must slaughter you bastard today!" Chen Yongkang roared angrily and shot at Chen Mo angrily!

As an internal strength martial artist, Chen Yongkang is very good at using dark energy.

He slapped Chen Mo's chest with a palm, which contained extremely strong dark energy.

The strength of this palm is aimed at Chen Mo's life!

Chen Mo didn't blink his eyelids, stretched out his right hand, turned his palm into a cut, and slashed at Chen Yongkang's outstretched arm.

"Click!"

A chilling sound of bones shattering.

Chen Yongkang screamed, and the huge pain made him lose his ability to fight in an instant.

Chen Mo raised his foot and kicked Chen Yongkang in the abdomen.

"Poof!"

Chen Yongkang flew out upside down, spurting out a large mouthful of blood in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, rolling several times before stopping, and was already unconscious.

In just two minutes, the father and son of the Chen family were solved by Chen Mo. Lying on the floor, motionless.

At this time, Song Jianlin and Liao Jie were pale, their mouths open, and they couldn't speak.

Especially Song Jianlin, most of the wine has already woken up, and a layer of cold sweat oozes from his back.

He never imagined that Chen Mo, who looked so ordinary, would have such a powerful skill!

Chen Mo glanced at the Chen family's father and son who fell to the ground, his eyes were indifferent.

Then, he walked in the direction of Song Chuhe.

Song Jianlin and Liao Jie were so frightened that they screamed and hurriedly dodged to the side.

Chen Mo glanced at them coldly, making the two of them tremble.