Luo Si obviously took Zhuo Yitian's words seriously, and found her in his spare time.

"Do you practice the Northern Leg Method?" Luo Si asked.

"It's Tan Leg." After talking to the other party, Zhuo Yitian's attitude became very respectful.

She did catch the same light as Chen Mo from Luo Si's narrow eyes. Their eyes are not serious black, they are obviously brownish, and once they move to kill, they will reveal an indescribable cruel beast surname.

Genetic factors make their faces quite similar and angular. When many details were added up, the answer was about to come out, Zhuo Yitian thought that he would not be mistaken, even if this old man was not Chen Mo's biological father, there must be a blood relationship with him.

"What is Tan Leg Practicing for? Playing cotton? Luo Si sneered mercilessly, lightly struck, and pushed Zhuo Yitian on the shoulder.

Zhuo Yitian involuntarily fell backwards, and after jumping up, he just wanted to fight back, but half of his body began to go numb, and his ankles made a crisp sound, and he actually broke and twisted his bones.

She froze, not understanding what Luo Si relied on to make herself like this-obviously pushing her shoulder, but hurting her foot, such a strange chain reaction had never been encountered before.

Luo Si didn't speak, and pushed her again, this time on the other shoulder.

Zhuo Yitian had no room for resistance, repeated the process of falling and getting up, and then found that the sharp pain in his ankle had completely disappeared, and there was nothing unusual.

"The flaws aren't necessarily under your nose, get it?" Luo Si spoke slowly.

Zhuo Yitian thought for a long time, and his eyes gradually brightened.

Luo Simu was expressionless, turned around and walked out of the house, and stopped when he reached the door, "It doesn't matter if you persuade Chen Mo or not, according to that kid's temper, I'm afraid that it will be useless if you persuade him." If he wants to recognize me as a father, he will recognize me no matter what. ”

"Then you're still willing to teach me?" Zhuo Yitian was quite strange.

"If you feel that you owe me a favor, pay it back to that kid." Luo Sitou left without looking back.

Zhuo Yitian looked at his old back, and somehow, he suddenly felt that this madman with a strong reputation seemed a little pitiful.

There is no distinction between the fighters and the fight, Zhuo Yitian played in the previous match against Chen Mo, and Chen Mo was completely kept in the dark, not knowing that she had regained her freedom.

Before Zhuo Yitian came on the stage, Chen Mo saw the familiar faces in the live broadcast. Mo Hongmei was originally accompanying her grandfather, but she accidentally caught a glimpse of the TV, and she couldn't help but be stupid.

Mo Qinggu was dressed in cloth clothes, obviously not used to such a scene. When he walked out of the iron gate, facing the spotlights above the Super Bowl, he subconsciously raised his hand and built a pergola.

Since Ji Mahua learned that Chen Mo was from country Z, she now has a bit of a reflex meaning, and instructed the cameraman to focus on taking care of Mo Qinggu, and as for his opponent in country R, it is completely defined as a foil.

The name of the R country fighter is Ichiro Kawamoto, the descendant of the famous karate school "Broken Water Flow". He is about the same age as Mo Qinggu, has two mustaches, and looks very well maintained. His white uniform was conspicuous, and his demeanor was the same, and he bowed gracefully to the audience after appearing, winning sparse applause.

There are a lot of pressure on others, but there are more pressure on Mo Qinggu. Before seeing blood, most of the VIPs kept their senses, and Ichiro Kawamoto's cultivation was certainly eye-catching, but it wasn't what they really wanted.

"Put on your clogs and die!" The lady of country M, who was sitting next to Chen Mo and was smoked half to death, screamed loudly, causing the crowd to laugh.

"Winnie baby, you don't seem to be in a good mood." The female companion next to her was concerned, "Who is this going on?" ”

"No one got down." The lady laughed, "I'm in a good mood, anyway, if that bald boy doesn't come out, I won't even pay for a child." ”

The defeat of her opponent on the 23rd caused her to lose 10 million, which undoubtedly gave her a new understanding of the fighters of country Z. And Chen Mo only took 7 seconds to turn No. 23 into a dead man and replace him himself, which is equivalent to further consolidating the concept of the kingdom of the strong.

She was very curious about how such a powerful guy could come out of the hometown of the giant panda, and when she thought of the Disney animation that she accompanied her daughter to see some time ago, she couldn't help but suddenly realize.

Even pandas can work hard, and she can't wait to see if Mo Qinggu's performance is just as strong.

To create a wild atmosphere, the Galaxy Group used a real Roman horn. When the majestic and low "woo" sound vibrate, Mo Qinggu had already swept up, and his expression was solemn.

"Little devil ......" Chen Mo watched the live broadcast in the cabin and muttered in a low voice.

"grandma!" Mo Wentian also dropped his work and sat down in front of the TV for the first time.

If Mo Qinggu is a hungry tiger that eats people, then Ichiro Kawamoto is undoubtedly a vigorous cheetah. He far surpassed the opponent in terms of flexibility, easily dodging the chain of attacks of the Great Monument Hand, and after a dizzying switch between attack and defense, both palms slapped out at the same time, hitting Mo Qinggu's chest.

"Uncle!" Mo Hongmei exclaimed.

"You can't die, if this guy is defeated in the hands of the little devil, how can he have the face to return to Zhanyang!" Mo Wentian stared at the junior who staggered back on the screen, and said angrily.

Mo Qinggu really survived the offensive and fought with his opponent. His palm technique walked the most rigid and fierce way, and at this moment, he used all his strength, and all within a radius of several meters were swept by the howling wind, and the sky was full of dust.

Although Chen Mo was not at the scene and could not perceive Ichiro Kawamoto's true strength, he could see that he was by no means an ordinary character, and he even had the momentum to faintly restrain Mo Qinggu on the way out. When the commentator introduced the fighters on both sides, the karate mentioned was very unfamiliar to Chen Mo, and he didn't know what the characteristics of this kung fu were.

Mo Qinggu is the pillar of the Mo family, with a deep foundation, and after forcibly taking over Kawamoto's many attacks, he finally grasped the flaw, and the thunder hand has been chopped down like a big axe.

Ichiro Kawamoto struggled to raise his hand to block, and in an instant, blood burst out, and his arms were broken!

Mo Qinggu's palm was even sharper than the real axe blade, and the spectators in the stands watched Kawamoto's severed arm roll down to the sand, their fingers still twitching, and many people applauded wildly at the close-up on the big screen, and their whole bodies trembled with stimulation.

"Hey, even the old panda is so powerful, when the bald panda comes out, I'm going to turn it over!" Winnie waved her arms excitedly. The old man of the family slammed the door until he was perverted, and this time he gave her a little pocket money, and if she could bet on Changhong, the 200-foot yacht would become her private collection.

Ichiro Kawamoto slowly knelt down under the heavy blow, and Mo Qinggu was stunned and took his palm. Even if his head is cut off, countless practitioners in the country will never kneel, and the people of the country will not even care about such a shame, and he can no longer make a killing move.

He didn't want to get his hands dirty.

However, this R country is not begging for mercy as Mo Qinggu imagined. Chen Mo's face was cold, and he jumped up with Kawamoto on TV.

The broken elbow of his hand had miraculously stopped bleeding, and the strength of his movements when he shot was stronger than that of a dragon spirit and a tiger spirit, and the sharp broken bones instantly submerged into Mo Qinggu's abdominal cavity.

Mo Qinggu fell, and Ichiro Kawamoto stood proudly and bowed slightly to him.

The audience was in an uproar.

Mo Wentian seemed to have been stabbed in the buttocks, and shouted angrily: "Quick! Go and drag that thing back to me, it's too late and you'll die! This little devil is really shameless, I fucked his grandmother, he was still pretending to be high-profile after cheating, he really wanted to do it openly, and it was his turn to show mercy to his subordinates?! ”

With Olivia helping internally, it didn't take long for Chen Mo Mo to carry it back. The latter only brought two clansmen to country M this time, living in the boxer's dormitory arranged by the galaxy, and was already dying when he arrived on the ship, the whole person seemed to be a broken blood bottle, and his stomach and intestines were clearly exposed in the abdominal wound.

The peers of the Mo family's martial arts training are basically almost dead, Mo Wentian's current generation is deservedly the highest, and the two clansmen were surprised to see him, and quickly knelt down and kowtowed. Mo Wentian didn't bother to pay attention to it, and was busy calling the medical staff of the galaxy, asking them to help Mo Qinggu stop the serum trauma first, and he touched a nano injection to come out.

The old man is a freak in the Mo family, and he is not on the right path with almost everyone, but after all, blood is thicker than water, and seeing his nephews being overturned by the little devils, he has long been so angry that he has a red face and a thick neck, and he can't wait to play with his life.

There was a mess here, and Zhuo Yitian had quietly walked out of the cabin.

"Mo Qinggu is much stronger than you, and it has come to this point, are you sure you really want to fight?" Luo Si, who was sitting in the corner, asked.

"I don't care." Zhuo Yitian replied.

After a few more rounds of elimination, she walked into the arena for a rare moment of silence in the Super Bowl. Many VIPs were talking to each other, thinking that the organizers were doing some kind of gimmick.

It wasn't until the iron gate opened and the fighter came out of the underground passage on the other side that the audience realized that Zhuo Yitian was really here to play with his life.

"My God, panda girl?" Winnie in the stands was extremely shocked, "She looks so beautiful, why do you have to box?" ”

The on-site commentators began to introduce the fighters of both sides, and Ji Ma Hua was in high spirits outside the court, and it was the first time that men and women had fought against each other since the start of the competition, which will undoubtedly become a new selling point in the ratings.

Zhuo Yitian is also from the R country.

He was a young man in his early twenties, handsome to the point of being almost pretty, and his complexion was fairer than that of a woman. He looked at Zhuo Yitian a little shyly, bowed, and spoke fluent Mandarin: "Hello, my name is Chopping Red Pill, under the broken water flow door, please advise." ”

"Was that one of your classmates? It's a good brain! Zhuo Yitian said sarcastically.

"Soldiers are not tired of deceit, this is your country's saying." Slashing Red Pill's face was calm.

"It's true, but you can kneel down when you're alone, as if only a girl can do it." Zhuo Yitian returned the smile and said lightly: "I feel that if we exchange our surnames, it will be perfect." ”

"I think so too." The shallow dimples on the cheeks of the red slashing pill appeared, and it looked deep.

Chen Mo was called back to the room by Luo Si again, and after half an hour, seeing that the time for the debut had arrived, the Galaxy side did not send someone to call for a long time, which was strange.

"Brother Chen, you'd better come out for a while......" Mo Hongmei pushed open the door and spoke timidly.

Chen Mo inexplicably followed out, and when he saw Zhuo Yitian, who was already insincere and benevolent on TV, his eyes suddenly burst bloodshot.

(To be continued)