Martial Arts Sainthood Begins with the Tiger-Taming Fist

Chen Mo took a heavy step, causing the bluestone slabs to creak and groan.

Using the force transmitted from his feet, he immediately stopped and then abruptly changed direction, heading in the opposite direction.

In an instant, the two of them were half a body apart.

In that brief moment, Chen Mo swung his sword and slashed straight at the opponent's arm.

If this sword were to strike, it wouldn't be impossible for Cao Tai to lose his arm.

In that blink of an eye, Chen Mo pondered for a moment, his eyes shifting slightly, and he slowed down his sword movement.

Just then, the opponent twisted his waist and hips, raised his sword and slashed, meeting Chen Mo's longsword.

Clang!

The two swords clashed, producing two clear, ringing sounds that spread outwards from the arena.

Just as Cao Tai relaxed slightly, Chen Mo suddenly threw a punch with his left hand, which he had been preparing all along.

The sword strike is an illusion; the real attack is the punch.

This punch.

Following the pre-planned route, they sped off, their target the opponent's sword-wielding arm.

Upon seeing this, Cao Tai looked surprised and immediately freed his other hand to press down on Chen Mo's fist.

Just as their fists and palms were about to collide, Chen Mo lowered his waist and hips, dropped his shoulders and arms, took a step to the side, and used his left shoulder to lean against his opponent, immediately blocking his palm.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Mo's fierce punch landed on Cao Tai's right arm.

boom!

Cao Tai's arm jerked violently, and his longsword fell to the ground. In the instant it fell, he deftly flicked the hilt, sending both swords, including Chen Mo's, to the ground.

Clang!

Clang!

Two clear, metallic clanging sounds rang out from the bluestone slab.

On both sides of the martial arts arena, the people from Su Academy and Fang Academy held their breath.

Qin Yang and Tong Lu, who were in the distance, were both taken aback.

After the longsword left his hand, a barely perceptible smile appeared on Chen Mo's lips.

It could be said that once the two engaged in hand-to-hand combat, they entered his area of ​​expertise.

Without hesitation, he arched his back and thrust out a punch, which carried a strong gust of wind and a faint tiger's roar, aiming straight for Cao Tai's heart.

The opponent didn't hesitate either, twisting his body into a pretzel shape and raising his hand to meet the punch.

The air between their fists was compressed to its limit in an instant, turning into a piercing gust of wind that shot out in all directions, making their sleeves flutter loudly.

The next moment, their fists collided, making a cracking sound.

With this strike, Cao Tai unleashed his full power of internal energy.

The meridians of a master of Hua Jin (化劲) are already integrated, combining the fierceness of Ming Jin (明劲) with the gentleness of An Jin (暗劲).

A punch combining these two qualities can penetrate to the bone!

however.

The next moment, his expression suddenly changed drastically. He felt a scorching heat wave from Chen Mo's fist, which made his palm sting and he pulled back sharply.

Just as his fist retracted...

Chen Mo leaned forward and took a step forward, closing the distance to within three feet of his opponent.

The eighth move of the Tiger Subduing Fist, the Mountain Shaking Strike, is like a ferocious beast emerging from its den, tearing and biting at its opponent.

boom!

The force of the punch landed instantly on the opponent's shoulder blade, penetrating through his shoulder and back, sending the burly Cao Tai flying more than twenty feet away.

Strike while the iron is hot and kill him!

Without hesitation, Chen Mo leaped to his opponent's side, slightly arching his back, concentrating all his strength in his arms, and then unleashing it with all his might.

He threw out both fists with both hands simultaneously, and in a short time, he had already thrown more than ten punches.

Upon seeing this, the people from Su Academy went from astonishment to speechless, each one like a domestic goose with its neck being squeezed, unable to utter a word.

Things aren't much better at Fangyuan either.

Li Fengze and Han Yue, in particular, stared blankly, unable to utter a single word together.

"Hmm? This junior brother seems quite different from others."

Qin Yang, standing at a distance, laughed.

Tong Lu's beautiful eyes also shone, and the aloofness on her face faded somewhat. "To fight against a Transformation Realm expert with Hidden Force, and to hold his own in the entire Nine Swords Mountain, is extremely rare. I never expected this junior brother to be such a genius. If Master knew..."

She paused for a moment, then added, "I wonder if she'll be pleased."

Qin Yang said, "Of course I will, but I'll only be secretly happy."

As the two were talking, a figure appeared beside a distant pavilion, looking up at the scene in the martial arts arena.

This person was none other than Fang Liang.

As he looked at it, he murmured, "It has a bit of Shen Qi's spirit, or even surpasses it..."

In the center of the martial arts arena.

In a few breaths, Chen Mo threw thirty or forty punches. Although most of them were blocked by Cao Tai, a few of them landed on him, causing his whole body to feel numb and painful.

Just as the fortieth punch was about to land on Cao Tai's face, the latter suddenly raised his hands.

"stop!"

The fist suddenly stopped.

The force of the punch continued, whistling past the opponent's ear.

"call--"

A commotion erupted from the crowd.

"What? Cao Tai surrendered? I can't believe my eyes, Cao Tai, a master of the Transformation Realm, surrendered to Chen Mo, a master of the Dark Realm?!"

"Judging from his combat strength, he doesn't seem to be at the level of internal energy cultivation. This person must be hiding his true strength."

"Why didn't my Red Harmony Academy choose Chen Mo back then...?"

The dozen or so disciples of Su Academy stood silently, their faces dark and their eyes slightly bulging, looking incredulous.

Looking at Cao Tai, who was trembling slightly inside the martial arts arena.

The latter's face flushed red, his teeth chattered slightly, and he dared not meet the gaze of his fellow disciple standing on the sidelines.

He lost to Anjin after making a boastful statement before the battle.

He had a premonition that his reputation was about to be ruined.

Even more critically, how will he hold his head high in the Su Academy in the future, and how will he get along with his fellow disciples?

Chen Mo slowly lowered his fist, his expression calm.

Cao Tai let his hands hang limply, his expression one of struggle.

"Brother Cao, you flatter me!"

Chen Mo's voice was like a biting cold wind, sweeping across the martial arts arena and piercing into Cao Tai's heart.

The latter twitched the corner of his mouth, then casually clasped his hands in a fist salute, and walked towards his fellow disciples from Su Yuan with his head down.

As Su Yuan's fellow disciples watched Cao Tai slowly approach, their previous enthusiasm vanished, replaced by cold, sweeping gazes that ultimately turned into silent sighs.

"I..." Cao Tai wanted to explain something, but found that he couldn't give any reason.

Several of Su Yuan's fellow disciples turned and left, because Cao Tai's loss was not only a loss of face for Cao Tai himself, but also for Su Yuan.

Chen Mo walked towards Jiang Xiaoyun and the others, who immediately came to greet him.

Tan Yuan lightly punched his firm chest, "Junior Brother Chen has truly broadened my horizons! I never imagined Master would take on such a talented disciple this year!"

Chen Mo replied with a smile, "Senior brother, you flatter me."

"Let's go back and have a good celebration!" Tan Yuan put his hand on Chen Mo's shoulder. "I'll treat you to drinks."

After saying that, Tan Yuan pushed Chen Mo away from the martial arts arena and headed towards the Fang Courtyard.

Jiang Xiaoyun, Li Fengze, and Han Yue followed behind.

Among them, Li Fengze and Han Yue gazed at Chen Mo's retreating figure with somewhat intense eyes.

The difference between hidden strength and neutral strength may not be as great as they imagine.

At this moment, Qin Yang and Tong Lu, who were in the distance, came to their senses from their surprise.

A smile appeared on Tong Lu's slightly cold face. "Both of us were wrong before. We underestimated this junior brother."

Qin Yang coughed lightly, "Let's stop sneaking around and give our junior brother a gift when we get back."