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Chapter 42: Isn't it great that there is an eightfold birth?

As soon as Chen Qing's words fell, everyone stared at Han Mo deadly, wanting to see how this kid, who had just been a little arrogant, was going to take over.

"Five moves are too many, why don't you just make three moves?" However, at this moment, he heard Han Mo speak suddenly, and under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, he said lightly.

There was an uproar all around, this hairy boy was still so confident before, even a little rampant, and looking at his performance just now, his strength was still very good, but he didn't expect to be so cowardly in front of Chen Qing, and he had to bargain even for five moves.

"Hahaha......" Chen Qing immediately laughed out loud, and the disdain in his eyes was even more disdainful, "Boy, it stands to reason that since you are afraid, Ben Shao should be merciful, so he only makes three moves." ”

Chen Qing opened the folding fan in a daze, and once again fanned it with contempt and ridicule, his face was full of contempt and ridicule, and said: "However, Ben Shao doesn't do this, aren't you very powerful, can't you even snatch that gentleman from Ben Shao's hands, then you can take Ben Shao's five tricks and try it." I can't go on, don't blame Ben Shao if I die, I want to reduce it to three moves, it's a fool's dream!"

"Hahaha......" However, at this moment, he heard a laugh that was louder than Chen Qing's laughter, and if there was no one around Chen Qing, Chen Qing gradually became a little embarrassed and slowly closed his mouth.

"Chen Qing, you misunderstood, the three moves I said are that if you can take my three moves, I can no longer pursue this matter, but if you can't take it......" At this moment, he saw Han Mo gradually stop laughing, and looked at Chen Qing with disdain, "If you can't even take three moves, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." ”

"What? This kid can't be nervous, right?"

"Who does he think he is, actually trying in vain to challenge Lord Chen Qing, an elite disciple of the Mortal Eightfold Enlightenment Realm of the Chixiao Sect?"

"Didn't you see that the humanoid murder weapon Luo Zhan in our Lieshan City was defeated in one move, what did he want to do, looking for death?"

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As soon as Han Mo's words fell, all the people around him were dumbfounded, and they all looked at Han Mo with unbelievable eyes, and there was only one thought in their hearts: Is this hairy boy in front of him crazy?

Just now Han Mo said that as long as he made three moves, others thought that Han Mo thought that he was invincible, and he was afraid that he would not be able to catch Chen Qing's five moves, but it was nothing, no matter what, it was to save his life, but people really didn't expect Han Mo to say that he would let Chen Qing take his three moves, which made everyone a little unbelievable their ears.

This kid is definitely bragging.

That's what almost all of us think.

What are you kidding, who is Chen Qing?

The young city lord of the Heavenly City, the elite disciple of the Chixiao Gate, and the supreme existence of the Mortal Eightfold Enlightenment Realm. Such an identity, no matter which one is taken out, will be enviable, let alone when such an identity is combined with a person's body at the same time.

It can be said that in the eyes of people, Chen Qing is a genius martial artist and the object of worship of everyone.

On the other hand, Han Mo, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old, fledgling hairy boy, looks even more thin and weak, and behind him is a bad old man like a beggar, a down-and-out child of a down-and-out family.

Such two people are standing on the opposite side, as long as they are people with a little normal brains, they will not think that Han Mo, a hairy boy, will win.

The people around looked at Han Mo with contempt and disdain, and they couldn't wait to go up and say, "You're not afraid of blowing over the cowhide." ”

Of course, if they knew Han Mo's identity, they didn't know if they would think like this.

"Little brother, this Chen Qing is the supreme existence of the Mortal Eightfold Enlightenment Realm, such a character, I don't have many people in Lieshan City, you have to be careful. At this moment, Luo Zhan also looked nervous.

"It's just a mortal fetus, and I don't care about such ants. Han Mo shook his head, he had now reached the Mortal Fetus Sevenfold Explosive Strength Realm, and with his flesh and body, which had long been comparable to that of a Knowing Realm martial artist, he really didn't pay attention to a mortal fetus eightfold martial artist.

Although he was telling the truth, his remarks fell on the ears of other people, and that was arrogance, that is, arrogance! A fourteen or fifteen-year-old hairy boy dared to say something like "a mere mortal fetus," and that he was simply looking for death, and no one would sympathize with him.

Not to mention other people, even Luo Zhan looked at him with some flickering eyes, his throat twitched slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but after all, he didn't say it.

"Okay, boy, you are really arrogant enough, you are so young and so ignorant of the sky and the earth, no one in your eyes, I don't know how many people you will offend in the future, and you will not be able to cause the tragedy of annihilation for your family. At this moment, I saw Chen Qing's face suddenly condense, and since he suddenly laughed, "Instead of you dying at the hands of others in the future, why don't I abolish your martial arts today, so that you can be an ordinary person with peace of mind." ”

In the Great Xia Dynasty, martial arts are respected and martial arts are abolished, so you can only be an ordinary person with peace of mind, and be an ordinary person who is not even as good as a slave, which is even more uncomfortable than dying. Chen Qing turned out to be this idea, wanting to make Han strange might as well die.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, Chen Qing suddenly moved, only to see a black shadow flash, Chen Qing suddenly appeared in front of Han Mo, a huge fist broke through the air, like a huge mountain, wanting to suppress Han Musheng!

Punch the world!

This is a family heirloom skill from the Heavenly City City Lord's Mansion, and under this punch, there was a crackling sound of breaking the air. Faintly, even the void was trembling, and if it hit a person's body, it would have to be torn apart at once.

However, just when this punch was about to hit Han Mo's body, he saw Han Mo's body suddenly disappear in a strange arc, leaving only an afterimage in place, which was burst inch by inch by Chen Qing's punch.

"Glimps!"

Han Mo stepped on the "floating light", and the whole person's behavior suddenly became unpredictable, fluttering, and there was no place to return.

"The first move, you can take it!"

Suddenly, Han Mo let out a loud shout, his high-speed moving body suddenly stopped, stretched out his right hand, and punched Chen Qing fiercely.

Punch the world!

Han Mo's move turned out to be the "fist breaking the world" that Chen Qing had just used, although there was an obvious sense of clumsiness.

Seeing Han Mo's punch attacking, the expression on Chen Qing's face suddenly became extremely exciting, this punch was too familiar, he had practiced for three years to completely master it, it was the exercise he was most proud of.

But this kid actually used this trick, and he was still learning and selling, which made him extremely angry.

"Look for death!" Chen Qing shouted, suddenly punched Han Mo again, and swung it hard.

"Punch the world!"

Chen Qing's use is also a fist!

This is a duel of boxing, a duel of Chen family's boxing skills.

Chen Qing was extremely aggrieved in his heart, if he won, there was nothing to be proud of, after all, Han Mo had just learned this trick, but if he lost, it would be a shame to lose a lot of money, and there was nothing more humiliating than losing under his own family heirloom.

"Boom!"

Just in Chen Qing's complicated mood, Han Mo and Chen Qing finally fisted each other!

"Poof!"

I saw a black shadow suddenly fly upside down, and a mouthful of blood sprayed in the air, flying ten feet away before falling to the ground with a click.

"Vulnerable!"

Just when people were stunned, Han Mo's faint mockery suddenly echoed in this heaven and earth.