"Liao boy, what are you doing in the middle of the night? Did you find a master who can take my ten palms? Although we said okay, but Lao Tzu is in this prison, I have lived for 30 years, there is food, drink, and filial piety, why should I go out with you? Hahahaha..."

Ba Liming's voice sounded like a morning bell and a dusk drum, and a roar sounded in the ears of several people.

As soon as he saw the situation, he sensed that his disciple seemed to have killed the princeling's senior brother, so he loudly interrupted the two in order to avoid the conflict from expanding.

After all, now that Liao Junhua is powerful, the so-called people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

"This is my friend Wang Chao, I promise to take you three punches, let's talk about it, if he can pick you up ten punches, you will go out with me!"

Hearing Ba Liming's voice, Liao Junhua's face jumped, and the anger in his heart was deeply retracted, and he put forward the previous agreement with Ba Liming.

"Wait, my master can't be challenged by just anyone!"

Chu Mo's voice interrupted Liao Junhua, took a step forward, stood in front of Liao Junhua, looked at Liao Junhua with his eyes, and pressed his momentum over, not giving an inch.

In the face of Chu Mo's momentum and persecution that rolled like a stormy wave, Liao Junhua, a master of strength, was naturally defeated without any suspense;

In his heart, he finally understood why his master Zhu Hongzhi gave up revenge in the first place, you must know that it is not too easy to take revenge with the power of the North American Hongmen.

"Your senior brother died in the hands of that person, and it is a well-deserved death, this matter is over, don't go to that person for revenge, that person is really terrible..."

This is what Zhu Hongzhi said to Liao Junhua after witnessing Chu Mo's defeat of the three great masters in Japan, he was disheartened and gave up the idea of revenge, and he also strictly ordered Liao Junhua not to go to Chu Mo for revenge.

Liao Junhua's brows furrowed even tighter, although he didn't have a seizure, his tone was very unkind, and he asked coldly: "What do you want?" ”

"If you want to challenge my master, pass me first!"

"Wang Chao, how is it?"

After listening to this, Liao Junhua was uncertain, although his strength was stronger than his senior brother, but Chu killed the Three Tigers a few years ago, and now there is no way to know what his strength is.

"He'll give it to me!"

Wang Chao is full of confidence at the moment, in addition to the fact that he has reached the extreme realm of the physical body of "breaking the void and seeing the gods is not bad", he has also cultivated the Chiyang Jue to the seventh level, and the true qi condenses the dantian, so he has no reason to lose.

If Wang Chao knew that the Chiyang Secret was secretly sent to him by Chu Mo, and he had also cultivated to the realm of consummation, he didn't know how to feel.

"Bunny, what are you mixing with, this kid doesn't look like an ordinary person..."

"Old man, you are not my opponent, wouldn't it be safer for me to go up?"

"Bunny..."

Chu Mo made a stumbling block from it, firstly, he wanted to weigh Wang Chao's strength and see what he saw, and secondly, he naturally wanted to defeat Wang Chao and complete the task.

On the cement playground in the prison, Chu Mo's body was like a sheathed sword, standing there straight, his eyes seemed calm, but everyone knew that the angry sea was brewing...

Wang Chao stood ten meters away from Chu Mo, staring at Chu Mo with fiery eyes, as if it was a volcano about to erupt, but both physically and mentally were extremely calm, calm like a pool of stagnant water.

He had been waiting for this day for too long, and the motivation he had been practicing martial arts was to hope that one day he would stand in front of Chu Mo with dignity and defeat Chu Mo in order to wash away the embarrassment of the first meeting.

"Draw your sword!"

Chu Mo's amazing sword back then was still in Wang Chao's mind, and his memory was still fresh, so he subconsciously thought that Chu Mo's strongest sword was still swordsmanship.

"At this stage, my boxing method is the strongest means, you have grown up very quickly, I am very pleased, there are not many people who can put pressure on me now, you count one, let's shoot, let me see how much you have grown in the past few years!"

Chu Mo shook his head, the power of his swordsmanship was naturally not as weak as he said, but the unsheathed sword was the most dangerous weapon in the world;

is like Li Xunhuan's little Li Flying Knife, no one has ever seen his knife, because the person who has seen his knife has long since died.

Since Chu Mo didn't draw his sword, Wang Chao naturally didn't entangle, and when Chu Mo's words didn't fall, he moved.

Footsteps to water, iron plough ploughing, slamming forward, shrinking the ground into inches, and hands rushing out of the abdomen together, this series of movements were almost instantaneous.

Chu Mo's martial arts recuperation is profound, his vision is vicious, and he has fought with Tang Zichen before, so it can naturally be seen that one move contains the essence of boxing.

This seems to be a simple stepping double punch, but in fact it contains the essence of the martial arts that Wang Chao has learned, and the main frame is the "double dragon out of the sea" hit by the dragon and snake.

Wang Chao's hand instantly crossed and changed his ten fingers from his abdomen, like a thousand illusions of Guanyin, and between the lightning and stone fire, several strange handprints changed.

The finger wind shook like a big pole, smashed to the ground, borrowed the power of the ground shock, sealed the fingers with his hands, pointed at the lower abdomen qi and blood, and instantly activated the qi and blood of the whole body.

This style is similar to hugging Dan and sitting on his hips, but Chu Mo is very sure of this Wang Chao's self-created trick "Fantian Seal".

"Inside with a yang fire. Outer knot yin symbol. ”

Wang Chao is not an ordinary person, his strength is stronger than that of Ba Liming, Chu Mo naturally did not dare to be careless, so he had to use all his strength.

The body burst out from the static in an instant, stepped forward violently, and the brave won when they met on the narrow road, only one flashed and moved to the end of the world, with a suffocating gale of the mountains rushing towards Wang Chao.

This action was as fast as lightning, as fierce as a tiger, with the destructive power of a landslide and tsunami, like a general trend of thousands of troops and horses.

At this moment, the hairs on Wang Chao's body stood up, his hair seemed to be like a thunderbolt, the roots stood straight up, and the skin membranes all over his body also suddenly raised pimples, as if they were grains of iron broad beans sticking to his body.

Wang Chao's body was stimulated by this general trend, the bones of his whole body exploded, brewing, qi and blood tumbled like mercury slurry, and an unprecedented explosive force woke up from his body at this moment.

At this moment, Wang Chao felt a strong and terrifying fist from Chu Mo's iron palm that erupted like a stormy wave;

This palm is like the divine punishment of Yama, who dominates the cycle of life and death of all things, and the palm of destruction that is issued.

All things live and die, only in one thought, like the hand of the heavens, one thought for life, heaven and country, one thought sinks, ten thousand feet of abyss!

The times have created humane martial arts, experience, comprehension and precipitation, quantitative changes cause qualitative changes, pupa into butterflies, and metamorphosis into the most terrible fist of the individual.

The fist imprint and martial arts spirit on Chu Mo's body are not from this era, but from the thousands of fights he has experienced since his debut, precipitated from killing, nirvana from blood, and sublimated from loneliness.

His fist is his martial arts, his experience, and his truest embodiment of himself.

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