Martial Arts Sainthood Begins with the Tiger-Taming Fist

Luo Hou cursed.

With his mastery of internal energy, he immediately realized Chen Mo's arrival and shouted, "Get out of the way!"

However, how could that Ming Jin martial artist keep up with the reaction?

Chen Mo took a big step on the gray ground, raising dust. The next moment, his figure rushed out of the dust like a cheetah, throwing a punch.

Although the martial artist with the Ming Jin skill did not dodge, he felt the aura of death approaching in that instant and immediately turned around to raise his arm to block.

The force of the punch whistled as it landed on the opponent's arm, instantly shattering it like two withered branches.

"ah--"

A piercing scream tore through the night sky.

That's not all!

The Tiger Roar Force emitted a tiger's roar as it continued to press forward, pressing against the opponent's chest.

The screams abruptly stopped, replaced by a dull thud of rupturing internal organs.

The next moment, the opponent's body crashed down at Luo Hou's feet like a kite with a broken string, blood mixed with fragments of internal organs constantly spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Upon seeing this scene, Luo Hou's mind went completely blank.

However, having spent many years by Zhao Huayuan's side, he had witnessed some of the situations before, and he quickly regained his composure, raising his fists to meet the challenge.

Chen Mo unleashed the Luo Yan Step, and in a few swift strides, he was already close to Luo Hou, delivering a simple and unadorned punch.

Luo Hou also used the hook hand technique of the Mantis Fist, pecking as he retreated.

However, when the two men's fists collided, the resulting force instantly swept towards Luo Hou, causing his arm to feel numb and tingling. His shoulder blades, waist, abdomen, and legs were also shaken and felt sore.

"How...how is this possible?!"

Today marks only a month since their last battle.

During this month, Luo Hou himself remained stagnant, while Chen Mo underwent a complete transformation.

Chen Mo's eyes turned cold.

Transform a straight punch into a snake coiling around the hand.

The snake-like hand snaked forward, deftly bypassing the hook-like hand, then transformed into a dragon-catching claw, grabbing the opponent's shoulder blade and pulling them sharply backward.

Luo Hou lost his balance and fell forward into the air.

Just as his body was halfway down, Chen Mo's left hand had already prepared the stone-grinding weapon, and he punched straight at his heart.

In that instant, Luo Hou sensed the aura of death, his pupils dilated suddenly, and he tried to hook Chen Mo's left fist with his hooked hand.

Chen Mo twisted his body halfway, as if a bowstring was taut, concentrating all his strength into his left fist.

boom!

The fist pierced his heart.

A visible white gas emerged from Luo Hou's back.

He bent over like a bow, his whole body seemingly lying on Chen Mo's left fist.

But a glimmer of hope remains.

"Well……"

There was dead silence all around.

A few breaths later, Chen Mo's voice broke the silence, "I'm asking you, where are Zhao Huayuan and Liu Zongsheng right now?"

Luo Hou managed to utter a few words with difficulty: "I...I don't know..."

Chen Mo didn't press further, but instead changed the subject, "Besides you, how many Dark Force experts are left in the Fierce Sand Gang and Black Tiger Hall?"

"Five...five..."

"Where are they all deployed?"

"Flower...flower brothel, Zhenbei, blacksmith's furnace, sky blue..."

Chen Mo understood and stopped asking questions. His internal energy flowed like a river to his left fist, transforming into a powerful fist force that pierced through the air.

At the same time, Luo Hou used his last bit of strength to pull the firework signal hidden behind him.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two sounds pierced the night sky.

One sound was the force of the energy that killed Luo Hou, and the other was the sound of fireworks being released.

Chen Mo's expression froze slightly.

He was powerless to stop the fireworks from taking off.

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared in Chen Mo's field of vision, leaping into the air to a height of ten feet and picking the firework off with his bare hands.

After landing, the man instantly drew his sword and slashed, splitting the firework in two. It made only a slight sound before dimming.

Chen Mo was deeply shocked.

He looked up and saw that the figure seemed somewhat familiar. After carefully approaching, he realized that the person was Shen Qi, whom he had met at the blacksmith shop before.

"Senior Shen?"

Chen Mo focused his mind, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said, "Thank you very much for your help, Senior Shen!"

Shen Qi's move greatly shocked him. He was certain that this person was at least at the late stage of the Transformation Realm, much stronger than people like Zhao Huayuan.

This person casually fixed the fireworks malfunction, and Chen Mo had to thank him in person.

Seeing that Chen Mo recognized him, Shen Qi deftly flicked his fingers, performing a graceful sword flourish, and then casually slung the sword behind his back.

"Brother Chen Mo, coming out to fight in the dead of night, you're really in high spirits! Oh right, I forgot to thank you for forging the sword last time."

Chen Mo lowered his hands. "Senior Shen, you're too kind. May I ask what brings you here...?"

Shen Qi did not respond, then turned his back and said, "It's not convenient to talk here. Come with me."

After saying that, he walked away lightly, and Chen Mo followed closely behind.

Shen Qi wandered through the streets and alleys, and soon arrived at a dilapidated courtyard. He gently pushed open the door and went inside.

He led Chen Mo into the house, lit candles, and asked Chen Mo to sit down.

The two sat facing each other.

Shen Qi said, "You must want to know who I am, right?"

Chen Mo nodded honestly.

He knew that his little schemes would be exposed to Shen Qi.

Seeing this, Shen Qi posed a riddle, "You will know when the time comes."

"Today you killed members of the Fierce Sand Gang. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. I trust you to some extent, but I'll hold off on the other half for now and see how you act next."

Chen Mo was slightly taken aback.

Shen Qi continued, "I have only met you twice. Although your aptitude is poor, your comprehension and talent are quite good. Anyang County is ultimately a remote corner. If you have the opportunity to visit Chuzhou Prefecture, you will see the true world of martial arts."

"A real martial arts world?" Chen Mo looked surprised.

"There are numerous sects and powerful families with deep-rooted connections."

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo's eyes lit up.

I was immediately drawn to it.

He asked, "Then how can one enter the sect?"

"It's difficult for ordinary people to enter a sect," Shen Qi said without hesitation. "You need a certificate, but the certificate needs to be handwritten by someone inside the sect. If there's no way to do that, the sect's gates are a high barrier that ordinary people can hardly overcome."

Chen Mo nodded, as if realizing something, but knowing it wasn't the right time, he said, "Senior Shen, your words are worth more than ten years of arduous training. I aspire to a higher level of martial arts and will dedicate my life to striving to climb ever higher."

Shen Qi casually grabbed a wine glass, took a sip by himself, and then looked up at Chen Mo, "You can go back now."

Chen Mo immediately stood up, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said, "Farewell, senior."

As he walked to the door, Shen Qi suddenly called out to him from behind, "By the way, the Black Tiger Hall has been performing more and more human sacrifices lately. If you are interested, you can keep an eye on it yourself."

Chen Mo agreed and then left the courtyard.

Walking in the dark alley.

He recalled Shen Qi's words just now.

The other party had given him a hint that they might be from a sect in Chuzhou Prefecture, sent to Anyang County to wipe out the Black Tiger Hall and the Fierce Sand Gang, or to resolve the matter of embezzling military equipment.

Seeing Chen Mo fiercely killing the members of the Fierce Sand Gang, he casually offered some pointers.

Chen Mo pondered to himself.

If you want to enter the sect in the future, you need to gain Shen Qi's remaining trust. And if you want to gain his trust, you need to do your best to perform well in dealing with the Black Tiger Hall.