Vulnerable

Ren Tianyu's body rose higher and higher, gradually surpassing everyone's heads. It was like a true god descending, so everyone could only look up!

Ren Tianyu looked down at Chen Mo with contempt on his face, and his voice was like thunder, deafening: "Boy, I admit that you are very strong, but are you stronger than the Grandmaster?"

Everyone couldn't help but marvel at Chen Mo's use of chopsticks to fight off the enemy, and looked at this scene that subverted human science with horrified faces.

A group of celebrities from Jiangnan Province were so frightened that they fell to the ground: "He actually flew up! Is this still a human being?"

An Keyue and others also had expressions of disbelief, this had completely subverted their cognition.

The expectant look in Uncle Shui's eyes couldn't help but dim. No matter how powerful Chen Mo was, he couldn't be stronger than a grandmaster, after all, his age was there.

"If he waits for a few years, maybe he can become a grandmaster. Alas, what a pity!"

After hearing Uncle Shui's words, Murong Ke's face turned gloomy, wishing that Chen Mo had never appeared. Not only was he unable to save them, but he was also afraid that Chen Mo, a genius, would get involved for no reason.

Even Murong Yan'er, who had always had great confidence in Chen Mo, couldn't help but worry at this moment: "Can Chen Mo win?"

Facing the ferocious Ren Tianyu, Chen Mo remained calm and even showed a trace of disdain: "Although you can barely express your inner strength, it is still too early to become a master. You can fool others, but you can't fool me.

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Ren Tianyu's eyes showed a look of shock, but it was quickly hidden by him. He looked at Chen Mo and snorted: "Boy, even if I am only a half-step master, it is more than enough to kill you!"

"Let you experience my most powerful martial skill, the Blood Demon Hand Seal!"

Shui Bo suddenly exclaimed: "The Big Hand Seal of the Blood Demon? Isn't this the unique skill of the great master who is rampant in Southeast Asia, known as the Eight-Armed Ape? Why can Ren Tianyu do it too?"

"Could it be that Ren Tianyu's master is him!"

"If it is really Xiang Chong's stunt, then Chen Mo will be in trouble."

Murong Ke beside him asked in confusion: "Uncle Shui, you said that Xiang Chong is the founder of Qinglongtang, a powerful Chinese organization in Southeast Asia?"

Uncle Shui nodded solemnly: "It's him!"

Murong Ke looked a little shocked and sighed: "In a short period of time, you can teach a disciple like Ren Tianyu. That training should be very powerful, right?"

Shui Bo's eyes showed a trace of memory, a trace of admiration appeared on his face, and his voice was a little ethereal: "I don't know how strong Xiang Chong is. I only know that Xiang Chong led his Qinglong Hall into China and swept through the southeastern coastal provinces of China.

He defeated five grandmasters in a row, which shocked China and suppressed the Chinese martial arts world. In the end, Yang Dingtian of Yanjing was forced to come forward and defeated him. He also forced him to swear an oath that he would never set foot in China again for the rest of his life. "

Murong Ke was surprised: "But Yang Dingtian, the God of War in Yanjing?"

"Exactly!" Uncle Shui nodded.

Murong Ke looked at Chen Mo with a solemn expression: "Then Chen Mo is really in trouble!"

Ren Tianyu burst into the air, his figure soared three feet, the red light all over his body condensed into a huge palm above his head, and a powerful aura swept the entire place instantly.

Although the palm is only made of condensed true energy, it is almost physical, like a small mountain peak, hanging upside down in the air. Once it is hit by it, it will be shattered to pieces in an instant.

Ren Tianyu looked ferocious and high-spirited. He pointed his finger at Chen Mo and shouted: "Kill!"

That huge blood-red palm, like the sky collapsing, struck Chen Mo on the head with endless pressure.

An Keyue, Murong Yan'er, and even the rich second generation of Jiangnan Province who had always been at odds with Chen Mo couldn't help but feel horrified: "Can he block such a powerful blow?"

Chen Mo just smiled faintly and remained seated on his chair: "The pearl of a grain of rice also emits brilliance?"

"I'll show you what real martial arts is!"

After saying this, Chen Mo sat down and punched out casually, saying calmly: "The first move of Tianxuan Divine Fist, break the mountain!"

There was no momentum, just like a casual wave from an ordinary person. Compared with Ren Tianyu's attack, it was simply insignificant.

However, Ren Tianyu's face changed wildly while he was in mid-air. He felt an unmatched force coming towards him. That kind of force actually made him feel an irresistible feeling in his heart.

Bang!

With a loud noise, the bloody handprint was scattered by Chen Mo with a punch, and Ren Tianyu was also sent flying backwards by the punch.

Chen Mo didn't stop, and pointed like a knife, and struck out another chapter lightly: "Second form of Tianxuan Divine Fist, divide the river!"

Ren Tianyu, who had just stabilized his body, screamed in his heart: "No!"

Although Chen Mo's punch still had no momentum, he felt an aura of death.

"escape!"

This is the only thought in Ren Tianyu's mind.

Ren Tianyu retreated suddenly and rushed into the crowd, trying to use the crowd to cover his escape.

It has to be said that Ren Tianyu struggled from the line of life and death. He has a strong ability to adapt to changes. This move is very effective.

Chen Mo had no choice but to temporarily withdraw his spiritual power, otherwise most of the celebrities in Jiangnan Province would go to the underworld with this punch.

Uncle Shui couldn't bear to be shocked by Chen Mo's display of strength, and said solemnly: "This Ren Tianyu is really despicable. He actually used ordinary people as a cover. I'm afraid Chen Mo will be tied up now."

Murong Ke looked nervous. If Ren Tianyu escaped this time, it would not be so easy to kill him next time.

"Chen Mo, you must kill him!" Murong Ke shouted.

A group of celebrities from Jiangnan Province were so frightened that Ren Tianyu, who had been showing off his power just now, turned into a rat on the street in the blink of an eye and had to rely on them to protect him from Chen Mo's attack.

These people cursed the eighteenth generation of Ren Tianyu's ancestors in their hearts, but they did not dare to show any disrespect in their words. Although Ren Tianyu was defeated, killing them was still as easy as crushing an ant.

Ren Tianyu did not run away blindly, he had a purpose, and his target was Murong Yan'er. Heroes have been saddened by beauty since ancient times, and he could see that what Chen Mo really cared about was not the Murong family, but this girl.

Murong Yan'er stood quietly in the corner, but saw Ren Tianyu quickly passing through the crowd and attacking her. She couldn't help being shocked and shouted: "Chen Mo!"

Murong Ke also understood what Ren Tianyu wanted to do, and couldn't help but be extremely anxious. He didn't care to let Chen Mo kill Ren Tianyu first, and shouted nervously: "Chen Mo, save Yan'er first!"

Chen Mo still sat on the chair without moving, and said with a faint smile: "Don't worry, he can't hurt Yan'er."

Ren Tianyu looked ecstatic, he's here, he's almost here, as long as he catches this girl, that boy will never dare to hurt me!

"Come here, beautiful girl!" Ren Tianyu smiled proudly and reached out to grab Murong Yan'er.

Murong Yan'er was so frightened that she screamed: "Ah!" She quickly put her hands in front of her body and curled up in the corner.
Chapter completed!