Chapter VIII: The War
"Oh, that's interesting." After hearing Chen Mo's words, the young man's sword eyebrows were lightly raised, and then a thick spiritual pressure erupted from his whole body, sweeping towards Chen Mo.
With the young man's spiritual pressure coming, Chen Mo's eyebrows and eyes furrowed, and his whole body was suddenly oppressed by an invisible spiritual power, and he was almost paralyzed. The young man looked at Chen Mo like this, and the sarcasm on his face became more and more intense. And just when he was beaming with pride, his face sank unconsciously.
On Chen Mo's body in front of him, with the emergence of a colorful spiritual light, he was able to get rid of the spiritual pressure of the young man, and the body that was about to be paralyzed suddenly stood up at this moment.
The young man's face was gloomy at first, but then he chuckled and said, "The fourth layer of the Gathering Stage. βγ He was very disdainful because he sensed Chen Mo's cultivation, but there was a faint uneasiness in his heart at this time. Although his cultivation was in the early stage of foundation building, the spiritual pressure that had erupted before was not something that a cultivator of the fourth layer of the Spirit Gathering Period could bear, and even those members of the sixth and seventh layers of the Spirit Gathering Period in the team would almost collapse after carrying his spiritual pressure hard, but after the explosion of spiritual power, the person in front of him was so easy that it was unbelievable.
However, the young man put this uneasiness behind him in the blink of an eye, because Mo said that Chen Mo was a cultivator of the fourth layer of the Spirit Gathering Period, and even a person at the peak of the Spirit Gathering Period could not make any waves in his team. How could a cultivator with actual combat experience be comparable to such a comfortable cultivator.
"Senior Brother Chen Mo, right! The lowest cultivation level in my squad can be the sixth layer of the Spirit Gathering Period. Are you still going to take on the challenge? The teenager's vocal cords said disdainfully.
"Senior brother, since the junior brother is here, how can there be any reason to retreat without a fight!" Chen Mo has also made up his mind in his heart, he can endure the pain of the painful body on weekdays because of his strong will to find his brother, but blindly cultivating is like a fool who gets a sum of money but doesn't know how to use it. Therefore, in order to adapt his body to spiritual power and increase his actual combat experience, Chen Mo chose to come to the Tiger Wing Hall to enlist, since he came here, how could he be cowardly.
"Hehe, my junior brother really has the courage, then you will be admitted to the hospital with me. But for my brother, I still advise you, your fists and feet are eyeless, and now you can avoid the pain of flesh and skin. Once you are admitted to the hospital, you have to go to the competition platform, this is the rule of the Tiger Wing Palace. β
"Senior Brother Lao will lead the way." Chen Mo bent his waist and waved his hand forward to make a gesture of invitation.
The young man snorted lightly when he saw this, turned around suddenly, and then the two walked into the compound one after the other. This is a very wide compound, and a team of more than a dozen people in the courtyard is practicing martial arts everywhere with a "ho" sound.
Cultivators not only practice exercises and spells, but also martial arts skills on their fists and feet when fighting. It's just that Chen Mo has just started, and the elders in the teaching room are only responsible for opening the pulse and teaching exercises, and they don't involve the teaching of martial arts, so so far Chen Mo can only use one or two simple attack spells. But if you underestimate Chen Mo because of this, you will obviously suffer a lot of dark losses.
Whether it is a spell attack or a martial arts fight, it is all about the depth of spiritual power and the strength of the body. And although Chen Mo had not practiced the body quenching technique like these people, the hardness of his body that had been calcined by the flame golden mango was definitely stronger than that of ordinary people, not to mention the purity of his spiritual power that had been compressed to the point that it could no longer be pressed. The elder in the teaching room had mentioned some common sense in this regard, so Chen Mo had a lot of confidence in coming here this time.
"Isn't that Lin Xiaohu, the captain of the second squad, this person is narrow-minded and short-sighted. They are on duty today, and it seems that the man behind them is here to enlist. β
"Well, after entering the second squad, it seems that the future is worrying." Seeing the two people in the courtyard come in one after the other, a group of disciples who were practicing martial arts stumbled to each other.
"Do you want to practice for a few more hours?" A young man with a delicate face cut off the disciple who was at the right cross, turned his head to look at the two people who were marching to the west of the courtyard at this time, and then looked back again and trained his team members as if they were not looking.
"Tielin comes out." Lin Xiaohu, who came to the front of his team with Chen Mo, shouted to the noisy team.
Just after Lin Xiaohu's voice, a bald boy with a dark complexion suddenly appeared in the team of more than a dozen people. "Captain, I'm here." As soon as the bald boy came out, he squeezed out a sneer at Lin Xiaohu, and the person who came was the Tielin that Lin Xiaohu drank.
"This person wants to enter my Tiger Wing Palace, and you come to take his entry challenge." Lin Xiaohu said to the bald young man, and then the corners of his mouth raised and he spoke again, "He is the person recommended by Senior Brother Chu Xin, you have to take care of Senior Brother Chu Xin's face and start a little lighter." β
After Tie Lin heard this, there was a smile on his face, but the corner of his eye flashed, and then he said to Lin Xiaohu, "Captain, don't worry, I will definitely take into account Senior Brother Chu Xin's face, and I will be lighter in the face of this junior brother." βγ
"Okay, drums."
With the sound of drums, the sound of drums reverberated throughout the entire Biyan Peak. At this time, at the foot of Biyan Peak, on the stone steps of the service hall, there was a person standing. He was frowning at the moment and looking in the direction of the Tiger Wing Palace.
In the courtyard of the Tiger Wing Palace, everyone was watching the two teenagers standing in the ring pointing at each other and saying something.
"Hehe, junior brother, don't blame senior brother for bullying the small. There are no mediocre people in the Tiger Wing Palace, there is no way, this is my cultivation is the shallower, only the sixth layer of the Spirit Gathering Period. Tie Lin said to Chen Mo with a smug face.
"Senior brother is okay, please advise!" Chen Mo's face was pale, and he arched towards Tie Lin.
"Senior brother, be careful." Tie Lin fell, and as soon as his body moved like thunder, he deceived and swept towards Chen Mo, and his mixed spiritual power was fully opened, faintly glowing with red spiritual light. Chen Mo saw his coming, and with a wave of his hand, a multicolored wind blade flashed and rushed towards the bald boy who swept over.
The corners of Tie Lin's mouth raised contemptuously at this time, and his figure flashed strangely, dodging the colorful wind blade sent by Chen Mo, and the bullying body pressed a foot in front of Chen Mo.
"Senior brother, senior brother will let you see what a real cultivator is. Your beginner attack spell isn't on the table. Between Tie Lin's words, his body was already close to Chen Mo. I saw that his body leaned slightly, and he punched Chen Mo under the abdomen, and the fist attack was vigorous and vigorous, drumming strong spiritual power.
Chen Mo then crossed his hands and went down to block Tie Lin's upward fist, and the spiritual power collided with a "bang", although Chen Mo blocked Tie Lin's fist from being attacked in the abdomen, but he was also shocked back a few steps by this powerful fist. At this time, a touch of redness appeared where his hands and fists were blocked, and it was very numb.
Seeing that Chen Mo was not knocked to the ground by a single blow, the young man attacked even more and swept away with a volley of whip legs. The "snap" whip leg swept Chen Mo's elbow on the side of his head, and the elbow couldn't bear the strength of his leg and hit his face. Immediately, he fell headlong and flew a few meters away, and after he landed, he immediately bounced up again, retreated more than ten steps, and opened the distance between him and Tielin.
A wisp of bright red flowed from the corner of Chen Mo's mouth, who stood up again, and after he spit out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were coldly wary of the other party's figure. There was a slight anxiety in his mind, and he secretly said that if he continued like this, he would not be killed by this iron forest, but he would have to be crippled by it. And just when there was a slight pain in the whole body, a white light flashed in his abdomen, and the white light quickly flowed along the meridians of the whole body with bursts of coolness. As the cool meaning circulated in his body, the original slight pain magically disappeared at this moment, and the white mangs surged onto Chen Mo's head along its meridians. The anxious mind calmed down at once, and a crazy thought faintly surfaced in his mind.
After Tie Lin saw the blood stains on the corner of Chen Mo's mouth, he stopped his offensive and smiled contemptuously at him, "Senior brother, don't you still admit defeat?" β
However, Chen Mo turned a deaf ear to Tie Lin's words and stood quietly in the ring, looking at Tie Lin in front of him with cold eyes, and the aura around him began to fluctuate.
At this time, the surrounding aura with Chen Mo as the axis slowly surrounded him, and the colorful aura on his body gradually became stronger with the aura surrounding. Seeing this, Tie Lin chuckled in his heart, and at this moment he actually felt a spiritual pressure on the other party, and his heart became steadily irritable.
"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost." Tie Lin finally couldn't hold back the restlessness in his heart and jumped towards Chen Moyu again. But at this moment, seeing that his offensive was no longer as calm and relaxed as it had been, it seemed that Tie Lin was going to move seriously.
Tie Lin's figure at this time was still like thunder, and there seemed to be a muffled thunder in the momentum of the bully, and even the air at the place of his fist shook when he waved his hand.
Chen Mo's eyes were still cold, looking at the fist that struck, and there were arcs of light at the "Zizi".
And during the Tielin offensive, he saw that Chen Mo in front of him was still unmoved, so his rushing figure increased again. "Boy, don't think you're going to be able to fool me into playing tricks. Thunder Fist~" Tie Lin's fist frantically swung at Chen Mo as he approached him.
A rock-solid fist smashed towards Chen Mo's chest with Dao Dao Electricity, and Chen Mo, wrapped in colorful aura, did not dodge or avoid at this moment of crisis. Under his operation, all the spiritual power of his body converged towards his fist, and suddenly the spiritual light on Chen Mo's fist was as dazzling as the stars. Immediately, he stepped forward with the fist that was slamming into his chest, ignoring it.
"Do you want to exchange injuries for injuries, you are too naΓ―ve." Tie Lin stared at Chen Mo with tears in his eyes, and his heart also showed a sense of fear for the madness. Only at this moment did he know what Chen Mo's previous tranquility was going to do, and he wanted to exchange injuries for injuries.
This idea of exchanging injuries for injuries was exactly the crazy thought that flashed through Chen Mo's mind before. Just now, when his whole body was rippling with a sense of coolness, he suddenly remembered a martial art in "Xuantian Technique", but it is not entirely true to say that it is a martial art, because it is a product of a fusion of spells and martial arts, or more precisely, it should be called a fighting skill.
Knowing the gap between the strengths of the two in his heart, he resolutely came up with this strategy of exchanging injuries for injuries to fight with them, and only in this way could there be a slight chance of winning.
The Tielin offensive came in an instant, and Chen Mo immediately pulled forward and regretted it. However, at this moment, the disciples under the ring were also in an uproar when they saw the determination of the strange disciple in front of them.
The "Condensing Fist" was just after Chen Mo's chest hit Tie Lin's thunder fist, and his fist that burst out with brilliant light also smashed into the opponent's chest. At the same time as Chen Mo flew out upside down, a golden fist also burst out from his fist and hit Tie Lin's chest. Carrying his body high behind him, the golden fist was so powerful that it passed through his chest and burst into the sky as he flew upside down with Tielin.