C38 A Battle of One Move!(2)

As a result, everyone looked at Chu Mo at the same time, not even daring to breathe loudly!

Silence!

Dead silence!

In an instant, the small courtyard was completely silent, and even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard!

"Hu!"

After a while, Chu Mo finally let out a long breath, and then turned his head to look at the inner room. Through the window paper, he saw Qianqian's figure.

After thinking for a moment, Chu Mo suddenly raised his head, and his eyes lit up. He said resolutely, "Alright, Young Master Tang, I'll take this move of yours!"

After saying that, Chu Mo retreated backwards with his right leg in a bowing stance. His entire body tensed up, and a powerful force was ready to be released.

"Young Master Tang, please!"

Chu Mo's eyes were filled with fighting spirit, and his words were resolute!

"Alright!"

Tang Zhilin shouted loudly, and then he swung his right fist, smashing it towards Chu Mo.

This punch was very ordinary!

There was no tricky angle, no domineering Fist Shadow, and no tyrannical aura...

This punch was just smashed out, looking very ordinary, and there was no hint of threat at all.

However, the moment Chu Mo saw this punch, he felt as if he was facing a great enemy!

Because this punch was too fast!

It was as fast as lightning, and it arrived in an instant!

Because it was fast, it was heavy!

"Chi Chi …"

The wind from the fist shattered the air wherever it passed, making an ear-piercing whistle, causing one's scalp to go numb.

In the eyes of the crowd, Tang Zhilin's fist was like a meteor that streaked across the sky. It was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of Chu Mo.

"Bang!"

At this moment, a fiery red flame suddenly appeared and lingered around the heavy punch.

That was the Fire Spiritual Force!

The violent Fire Spiritual Force surged out, dragging a long tail of fire. Like a falling star, it whistled over and smashed towards Chu Mo's chest.

"Hiss!"

Looking at the terrifying Fire Fist in the arena, everyone couldn't help but gasp and exclaim.

"This punch is so strong, so fast!"

"Yeah, Young Master Tang. Although he didn't use any Martial Skills, his Spiritual Force attack was already so terrifying. The Essence Condensing Late Stage is indeed incomparably powerful!"

"This punch is probably from the Essence Condensing Stage. It's hard for even Chu Mo to withstand it. Chu Mo is going to be in trouble!"

"Yeah, no matter how strong Chu Mo's physical strength is, it's still difficult for him to withstand such a Fire Fist!"

...

At this moment, it was not only the people outside the arena who were shocked, even Tang Xiaodao, who was at the side, frowned and lightly walked towards Chu Mo, ready to save him at any time.

Chu Mo did not have time to care about the discussions of the crowd and Tang Xiaodao's small movements.

Facing Tang Zhilin's powerful Fire Fist, Chu Mo had to focus all his attention and go all out!

He had to take this punch!

He had to obtain the Extreme Cold Ice Soul!

Thinking of this, Chu Mo gritted his teeth and his arms suddenly shook violently. As his muscles shook, his strength surged out, causing the sleeves of his clothes to produce a series of crisp sounds.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Nine-echo Tyrant Fist!

"You want to use this Fist Technique to receive it? You're really naive!"

Tang Zhilin had seen Chu Mo use this Fist Technique against Liu Yin before. In his opinion, although this Fist Technique was not weak, it was still a little lacking to be able to receive his Fiery Fist!

Thinking of this, Tang Zhilin could not help but curl his lips into a cold smile. The Fiery Fist roared out and mercilessly attacked Chu Mo.

"Is it still not enough? Then come again!"

At this moment, Chu Mo shouted out explosively. His arms suddenly shook, as if he was about to throw both of his arms out. It looked extremely exaggerated.

"Chi!"

At this moment, a sound appeared!

This sound was not crisp!

However, when everyone heard it, it sounded like a thunderclap in the plains.

The tenth echo finally appeared!

Of course, this echo was a little weaker than the previous nine echoes. It was simply unable to unleash the true power of the Ten-echo Tyrant Fist!

However, it was enough!

The appearance of this echo caused the Tyrant Fist Power to increase exponentially.

Instantly, a powerful force whistled out from his arms and gathered towards Chu Mo's palm, as if it was a wave.

Chu Mo clenched his fist and gathered all the power of the ten echoes into his fist. As he continued to squeeze, the powerful force was about to burst out from his fist.

"Come on!"

Chu Mo stood proudly and shouted as he punched out with his fist.

The Tyrant Fist roared and swept out. The powerful force raged out and slammed into Tang Zhilin's Fire Fist.

*Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!*

The two fists collided, and the force surged out, causing a loud explosion. It was like the Nine-heaven Thunderclap!

In an instant, a terrifying and peerless power surged out from the arena, and it was like the Furious Sea Wild Wave, wreaking havoc in all directions. It set off waves of sand and formed a hurricane!

In the dust, Chu Mo felt as if his fists were being burned by the Angry Flame. A burning smell wafted out from the endless pain, and it was extremely pungent.

At the same time, a powerful force swept out from the Angry Flame. It was like a raging wave, and it directly sent Chu Mo flying. In the air, he drew a beautiful arc and fell three meters away.

Fortunately, Chu Mo's reaction was fast. At the critical moment, he flipped twice in the air and landed steadily on the ground.

Of course, Tang Zhilin was not feeling good either. He was also knocked back by Chu Mo's Ten-strength Tyrant Fist. He only stopped after taking three or four steps back.

"This..."

Looking at the scene in the courtyard, the surrounding crowd suddenly felt as if someone had grabbed their necks. All their voices stopped abruptly, and their faces were filled with disbelief.

Chu Mo... actually... took this move?!