Martial Arts Sainthood Begins with the Tiger-Taming Fist

A moment later, Chen Mo withdrew his gaze and calmly walked back to the sidelines.

There is a one-hour break before the next round of competition, during which everyone will be replenished with meat and energy-boosting pills.

Chen Mo also took two Qi-boosting pills. As long as it wasn't a potent medicine that would harm the enemy a thousand while damaging himself eight hundred, the examiners wouldn't interfere.

……

An hour was drawing to a close.

Two members of small families, each wielding the hidden power of "A1" and "B1", stepped into the competition arena.

As the two clashed, the energy between their palms surged forth, accompanied by a continuous buzzing sound...

In the third match, Xie Jinnian lost to Liao Tian in the sixth round.

In the fifth match, Liu Sha of the Black Tiger Hall fought for more than ten rounds and finally defeated a martial artist who was about to reach the late stage of Dark Force.

"Sixth match, please welcome both competitors to the stage!"

With a shout from the minor official, Zhang Chong slowly stepped into the arena, drawing a thousand gazes.

"He is the son-in-law of the Zhao family, who is said to have one foot in the peak of the Dark Force realm."

"I wonder who his opponent is; he's had such bad luck."

Chen Mo stepped forward steadily and calmly walked up to Zhang Chong.

Everyone's eyes lit up when they saw this.

"I heard Zhang Chong betrayed Tianqing Martial Arts School, and Chen Mo is one of their members. This is going to be interesting!"

The two did not introduce themselves and did not exchange any words.

No further explanation is needed.

They were each circulating their internal energy, and Zhang Chong's whole body made cracking sounds, while Chen Mo seemed to be able to hear the sound of the energy flowing within his body.

At that moment, Zhang Chong made the first move.

Tatata!

He stepped into the Baguazhang formation and his palm strike came towards Chen Mo like a gust of wind.

Chen Mo unleashed the Luo Yan Step, his feet creating a gust of wind, pushing his speed to the limit.

The two of them strode across the blue brick and stone slabs, one after the other, their footsteps echoing loudly.

Chen Mo did not simply retreat; his right hand had already been preparing to deliver a crushing blow, which he suddenly thrust out at a certain moment.

Boom!

As their fists and palms clashed, a powerful force spread out, causing the blue bricks beneath their feet to tremble and raising two plumes of dust.

After this move, both men retreated several steps.

Zhang Chong was slightly shaken, thinking to himself, "Chen Mo's punch actually has such great power..."

Those on both sides of the training ground were surprised to find that the first round of the contest was evenly matched, which was completely different from what they had expected.

How did one person, with one foot already in the peak of Dark Force, and the other just beginning their journey, manage to fight to a standstill?

Yin Shanshan, standing on the sidelines, gripped her skirt tightly with both hands, sweat dripping from it.

In the center of the training ground, in the blink of an eye, the two shifted positions and their figures intertwined. In just a few breaths, their fists and palms had struck each other no less than ten times.

The powerful energy reverberated in concentric ripples, causing a painful sensation in the eardrums.

Chen Mo twisted his feet half a circle, leaped out, and changed his fist into a claw, unleashing the Dragon-Capturing Force with all his might.

Zhang Chong then positioned himself precisely in the Bagua formation, and at a certain moment, his palm transformed into a knife, slashing diagonally towards Chen Mo's neck.

In an instant.

The dragon-shaped claw clashed with the Bagua Palm knife like swords, producing a series of loud bangs.

The battle reached its tenth round.

At this moment, the flow of internal energy within Chen Mo's body, through the spacious meridians, gradually slowed down, but it still squeezed out every last bit of energy.

The other party's clothes were disheveled, his face was flushed, and his internal energy was somewhat unstable.

He just couldn't understand why Chen Mo had fought him to this extent!

A person from humble beginnings broke through to the Dark Force realm only through exceptional circumstances.

Although Zhang Chong was not born into a wealthy or powerful family, he is now universally recognized as the worthy son-in-law of the Zhao family.

The two are worlds apart, like a towering peak and a deep ravine!

He pondered.

Chen Mo took the initiative to attack, unleashing his full power in the Dragon-Capturing Force and Tiger-Subduing Fist.

Using the Flowing Cloud Strike as the base, the Luo Yan Step as a supplement, and the Snake Coiling Hand and Shattering Stone Strike as the main attacks, they fiercely attacked the vulnerable parts such as the throat and shoulder blades.

The opponent's expression changed drastically, and he immediately set up a Bagua formation with all his might, stepping into the formation and punching behind him, combining offense and defense.

Even so, Chen Mo's sharp attacks still forced him to retreat step by step, and the defensive formation of the Bagua Formation had already shown weaknesses.

Upon seeing this scene.

Zhao Huayuan's face gradually turned cold, like the water of a deep pool.

His previous words to Yin Tianqing felt like slaps to his face, making him feel a stinging pain.

The surrounding crowd erupted in commotion, all craning their necks to look around, afraid of missing anything.

"My God! What's going on?! Zhang Chong has actually fallen into a disadvantageous position!"

"This is the most exciting skills test of the year. I wonder if it will make Chen Mo famous in Anyang County."

"Judging from the situation, Zhang Chong's chances are looking slim..."

Zhang Chong vaguely heard the discussions around him, his mood changed drastically, his face even became somewhat distorted, and the Bagua formation under his feet gradually became chaotic.

During this brief moment, Chen Mo showed no mercy, stomping hard on the blue bricks and leaping over Zhang Chong's head like a hawk, followed by a whip-like punch.

The sixth move of the Tiger Subduing Fist: Swallow Return Strike.

boom!

A punch landed squarely on Zhang Chong's shoulder, completely disrupting his footing and causing him to stagger several steps.

The next moment, Chen Mo spun around rapidly and threw a punch.

The first move of the Tiger Subduing Fist is the Stone-Shattering Strike, which is superimposed with the Dragon-Capturing Force.

Boom!

The punch was blocked by the opponent's hands for several breaths, then forcefully broke through the defense and landed on the opponent's chest.

This punch.

He knocked him back four or five steps, causing the energy in his chest cavity to surge erratically.

Chen Mo sensed that the physical strength of the late-stage Dark Force was far superior to that of the early-stage Dark Force. Although the punch knocked Zhang Chong back, the opponent stomped on the ground and stabilized his body.

Seeing this, Chen Mo rose again, combining the Luo Yan Step with the Flowing Cloud Strike. His speed, at the late stage of Dark Force, was already hard to match.

The second form of the Tiger Subduing Fist is the Wave Interception Form.

With both fists thrown out, they blocked Zhang Chong's Bagua Palm counterattack. In an instant, their robes fluttered, and their faces were dried by the powerful wind from the punches.

Even though he had the upper hand at this moment, Chen Mo still felt a tingling sensation all over his body during the exchange of blows.

He pressed down on the soreness and numbness in his body, then followed up with a straight up-and-down hook punch.

The third move of the Tiger Subduing Fist: The Sandstorm Strike!

Zhang Chong's expression changed slightly, and he immediately raised his palm to block.

Just as their fists and palms were about to collide, Chen Mo's fist suddenly changed. He hovered in mid-air in a sandstorm stance, used the Luo Yan Step to sidestep and circle around, his ten fingers curling like dragon claws, grabbing his opponent's shoulder.

The two were back to back, but Chen Mo had already assumed a posture of lowering his waist and gathering strength, firmly holding the other person in his hands with both claws.

"not good!"

Zhao Huayuan was startled, and cold sweat poured down his body.

The two or three experts scattered throughout the training ground immediately recognized the formidable killing power of Chen Mo's Dragon-Capturing Claw. If it were to land, Zhang Chong would at least be injured.

After gathering his strength for two breaths, Chen Mo suddenly exerted force with his ten fingers, throwing Zhang Chong forward.

Sensing the danger, Zhang Chong suppressed his chaotic thoughts and struck Chen Mo's shoulder with his palm.

The two exerted their strength almost simultaneously.

The instant Zhang Chong's palm struck Chen Mo's shoulder, Chen Mo's Dragon-Capturing Force had already thrown the opponent away.

The crowd saw a disheveled figure skidding across the blue brick ground, almost sparking, before finally stopping a foot from the edge.

"Cough cough—"

Just as Zhang Chong was about to get up, Chen Mo's figure swiftly arrived.

A powerful punch, imbued with the force of a fist, crashed down...