Martial Arts Sainthood Begins with the Tiger-Taming Fist

"The Yang family, Yang Tao."

"Tianqing Martial Arts School, Chen Mo."

The two gave their names.

After the ceremony, Yang Tao lowered his waist, raised his hands, and assumed a boxing stance.

Chen Mo recognized the opponent's fist technique as Plum Blossom Fist at just one glance. This style emphasizes using footwork to lead the punch, with power originating from the feet.

Chen Mo remained motionless, waiting for his opponent to throw a punch.

Yang Tao didn't take it seriously and stepped forward with a plum blossom-like gait.

When the two were only five feet apart, Yang Tao suddenly exerted force with both legs, twisting his feet sharply on the blue brick ground, and his right fist, leaving a blur, whistled towards Chen Mo's face.

The girls who were paying attention to Chen Mo quickly covered their eyes.

How could Ming Jin withstand the powerful punch from a master of An Jin (hidden strength)?

The swift punch rapidly magnified in Chen Mo's eyes.

At this moment.

He suddenly floated two feet away from the spot, shifting his position one body length away from his opponent.

The force of the punch swept past him, the strong wind blowing two strands of hair on his forehead.

After Chen Mo dodged the punch, Yang Tao turned around abruptly, his eyes filled with disbelief, and muttered to himself, "This person was still at the Ming Jin level yesterday..."

In that instant, Chen Mo quickly straightened his body, raised his right fist, and the force of the stone-shattering blow instantly condensed.

The five fingers collided, producing a crisp bone-crackling sound.

Yang Tao's expression changed slightly, and he raised his fists to block.

boom!

The force of the punch was like thunder.

Boom!

A powerful force erupted in front of Yang Tao, sending him flying more than ten feet away.

Tread!

He stomped his feet twice on the blue brick floor to steady himself.

The sudden change in the atmosphere on the training ground caused an uproar.

The girls opened their eyes in confusion, only to find that Chen Mo had not moved, while Yang Tao looked rather disheveled.

When Ji Chang saw this, he jumped seven feet high in excitement.

Yin Shanshan, standing to the side, also smiled contentedly.

Followed by.

Chen Mo spread his legs and took two big steps forward, leaping out like a leopard. His five fingers were bent like beast claws, and a beastly roar seemed to resonate from within.

woo-

Yang Tao, on the other side, didn't stand still either. He took a step forward, clenched his fists, and moved his fists in sync with his feet.

In a flash, Chen Mo's claw strikes collided with his opponent's fist strikes.

Boom!

The claw force actually tore open two gashes in Yang's fists, and blood flowed out, causing Yang's face to contort.

"What kind of boxing style is this?"

Some people asked in surprise.

Yin Tianqing, watching from a distance, also frowned. "The Dragon Subduing Stance Technique and the Tiger Taming Fist don't have this kind of claw power. This kid is a bit hard for me to understand..."

The next moment, Chen Mo didn't hesitate at all. He launched a sudden attack with his snake-like hand, bypassing the opponent's hands to block and aiming straight for his throat.

Yang Tao was no fool either; he immediately arched backward, executing a "bow-body gazes at the moon" move, narrowly dodging the snake-entwined hand.

Chen Mo was not angry when his attack missed. He quickly transformed his snake-like hand into a swallow-like counterattack, swinging his arm and delivering a powerful whip-like punch backward.

boom!

The punch landed on the opponent's shoulder blade.

"Ugh—"

Yang Tao felt a sharp pain in his shoulder blade and couldn't help but let out a scream.

Chen Mo moved again.

The most basic principle of actual combat is to attack the weak, avoid the strong, strike when the enemy is weak, and kill them!

He spun around, then stepped onto the Flowing Cloud Strike, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Yang Tao. His right hand, like a giant dragon's claw, suddenly lashed out.

Although the opponent quickly adopted a fighting stance, it was like rotten wood under Chen Mo's force.

In an instant, everything was destroyed.

Chen Mo's claw struck Yang Tao squarely in the chest, causing the latter's clothes to rip open, and his entire body flew out of the arena like a kite with a broken string.

The entire room fell silent.

Yesterday's "all brawn and no brains" martial arts performer can now tear apart an "invisible force" martial arts performer with his bare hands.

Several sharp-eyed people noticed something amiss.

"Judging from his current aura, he seems to have broken through to the Dark Force realm!"

"To break through to the Dark Force realm overnight, before the skills test—what kind of monstrous luck is this!"

Chen Mo calmly walked back to Xie Jinnian's side, and the latter looked at him for a long time as if he were seeing him for the first time.

"You are the most amazing person I have ever met!"

He blurted out, "Brother Chen, I've decided to be your friend! Yesterday you were only at the Ming Jin realm, and today you've broken through to the next level! Even my cousin Xie Jinyou would be shocked if he knew this!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo humbly replied, "I was just lucky; I happened to encounter an opportunity to break through to the next realm."

Xie Jinnian clicked his tongue twice. "I don't believe a single word you say!"

Chen Mo shook his head helplessly and could only turn his gaze to the training ground.

After that, Xie Jinyou faced off against a martial artist at the mid-stage of Dark Force. When the latter realized it was Xie Jinyou, he shook his head and sighed repeatedly. In the end, Xie Jinyou won in just five moves.

After that, Zhang Chong, whom Chen Mo was most concerned about, finally took the stage.

In the distance, Zhao Huayuan walked to Yin Tianqing's side, gazing at the arena, and said, "Master Yin, your former beloved disciple is about to fight for my Zhao family. I forgot to thank you."

Instead of getting angry, Yin Tianqing laughed, "You didn't just come here to mock me, did you?"

Zhao Huayuan also laughed and said, "Zhang Chong has the strength to be in the top three of this year's martial arts competition. Even if he takes a step back, he is sure to be in the top five. As for your little apprentice named Chen Mo, even if he wins the first match by luck, he will find it difficult to make any progress afterward."

"Speak your mind if you have something to say." Yin Tianqing said impatiently, flicking his sleeve.

Zhao Huayuan remained calm and spoke slowly, "What I mean is, none of your disciples are capable of inheriting your mantle. Why not cooperate with my Zhao family? I can then send you a disciple who is presentable."

Upon hearing this, Yin Tianqing understood their purpose and sneered, "That won't be necessary. Although Chen Mo has only just entered the Dark Force realm, I'm optimistic that he can make it onto the list, and I'm even more impressed by his character and integrity!"

Zhao Huayuan then burst into laughter, "Hahaha, he's just a mere child! Your disciples, Yin Tianqing, have dwindled to such an extent! What a pity!"

After saying that, he strode away.

As he left, Zhang Chong had already rendered his opponent powerless, delivering a powerful punch that sent his opponent flying out of the ring and lying on the ground, unable to get up.

After Zhao Huayuan walked away, Yin Tianqing clenched his fists secretly.

Ji Chang, Yin Shanshan, and others standing to the side were also gritting their teeth.

……

Before long, the first round of competitions had all ended.

Twenty-eight winners were selected, and these twenty-eight winners had to draw wooden tokens again before competing one by one.

Xie Jinnian and Chen Mo walked to the wooden box one after the other and took out wooden tokens in turn.

Xie Jinnian drew "B3", and with few people left, it was easy for everyone to find an opponent.

He looked around and finally saw that Liao Tian, ​​the head of the Qi family and his first disciple, was holding a wooden plaque with the inscription "Jia San" in his hand. He couldn't help but rub his forehead in annoyance.

Liao Tian's strength is firmly in the top ten of this competition, while Xie Jinnian is at the bottom of the list among these twenty-eight people.

When it was Chen Mo's turn to draw, he glanced at the words "Jia Liu" on the card, and then, inadvertently, saw that Zhang Chong's wooden card in the distance had the words "Yi Liu" written on it.

Their eyes met, their gazes locked.