Dual-wielding! 100x proficiency, I'll grind my way to godhood!

"No need to look anymore, it's me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the living room became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Zhao Zheng stood there, his mouth opened and closed twice, but he couldn't utter a sound for a long time.

Just now, he even thought that Chen Mo was quite eloquent and had a close relationship with his family, and he even had the idea of ​​befriending him.

At this moment, the enemy was sitting opposite him, slowly sipping his tea, and just moments before he had feigned understanding of the pain of losing a loved one.

Shame mixed with hatred surged to his head, Zhao Zheng's face turned from white to purple, he circulated all his internal energy and roared as he pounced on Chen Mo.

"I kill you!"

Zhou Hai reached out and grabbed his shoulder, pressing him firmly to the spot like an iron clamp.

Zhao Zheng was pinned down and unable to move forward, but he was still kicking his legs desperately, punching Zhou Hai's arm with his other fist, and cursing over and over again.

"Let me go! I'm going to kill him! Let me go!"

Zhou Hai didn't let go, his eyes fixed on Chen Mo, cold sweat trickling down his collar from the back of his neck.

He was at the Transformation Realm, yet standing here, he couldn't detect even the slightest trace of the other party's aura.

This kind of unknown fear is ten times more frightening than open warfare.

Xu Ling'er took a step forward, pointed at Chen Mo, and shouted.

"You monster! Dozens of Zhao family members have died, how could you do that! Don't you have any conscience at all?"

She turned and shouted at Wang Fucheng again.

"Lord Wang, the murderer is right next to you, why don't you apprehend him quickly? Aren't you afraid the magistrate will blame you for letting him go unpunished?"

"Shut up!"

Zhou Hai let out a low shout, his voice filled with barely suppressed panic.

Xu Ling'er shrank back as she was yelled at, her eyes immediately reddening, but she didn't stop talking and turned to shout at Liu Biao again.

"Senior Brother, say something! Aren't you usually the most opinionated?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Liu Biao moved.

Instead of rushing forward, he jumped backward, retreating to a corner of the living room to distance himself from Zhou Hai and the other two.

Then his knees buckled, and he slammed onto the stone floor with a thud, his forehead pressed firmly against the ground.

"Young Master!"

His voice trembled, but he spoke very quickly.

"I am Liu Biao, a junior. I only came here tonight to broaden my horizons. I have absolutely no connection with Zhou Hai or Zhao Zheng! Please spare my life, young master. I'll do anything for you!"

Zhou Hai's face instantly turned ashen.

Zhao Zheng stopped struggling, glared at her, and turned around to yell.

"Senior Brother! You've fucking gone mad!"

Xu Ling'er's eyes widened even more.

"Senior Brother, Master has treated you well, how can you betray him for personal gain!"

Liu Biao didn't even raise his head, and gave a cold laugh.

"My master used to treat me well, but ever since Zhao Zheng entered the martial arts school, he only has eyes for Zhao Zheng and is training him to be the successor of the school. He ignores us."

"Besides, I've done so much for the martial arts school over the years, I've long since repaid my master's kindness."

Zhou Hai's lips moved, but he didn't say a word.

He knows this in his heart.

But Zhao Zheng is the best prospect in Zhenwei Martial Arts School in a hundred years, and the future of the school rests entirely on his shoulders.

He had no choice.

Watching this scene of fellow disciples turning against each other, Chen Mo suddenly laughed, a hearty laugh.

After laughing, he turned to look at Wang Fucheng and pointed at Liu Biao on the ground.

"See? That's a smart person. Compared to life, what are face, teacher's kindness, and fellow disciples? They're all bullshit."

Wang Fucheng bowed slightly.

"What you say is true, young master. Those who understand the times are the heroes."

"So tell me, should we kill him or not?"

Liu Biao shuddered violently, and sweat dripped from his forehead onto the stone slab.

His life now rests entirely in Wang Fucheng's hands.

However, Wang Fucheng did not answer, but turned around and bowed to Chen Mo.

"It is entirely up to you, young master. Your subordinate would not dare to overstep your bounds."

Chen Mo nodded in satisfaction, then pointed to Zhou Hai and the other two.

"And what about these three?"

Zhou Hai frowned, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Xu Ling'er also quieted down for once, while Zhao Zheng still stared at Chen Mo with wide eyes.

Wang Fucheng looked at the three of them, thought for a couple of breaths, and then answered.

"Young master, he should be killed!"

Chen Mo then slowly looked at Zhou Hai, a smile playing on his lips.

"Look, he thinks you all deserve to die."

Sweat dripped from Zhou Hai's forehead onto the ground; today was going to be tough.

Zhao Zheng was so angry that he was trembling all over.

"You murderous monster, I'm going to kill you!"

Xu Ling'er also shouted, her neck stiff.

"You dare! My master is at the Transformation Realm..."

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Two crisp sounds.

Zhou Hai slapped Zhao Zheng across the face with his backhand, and then slapped Xu Ling'er across the face.

"Enough! You two just want me to die, don't you?"

As a seasoned veteran, he couldn't figure out Chen Mo's background, but the fact that Wang Fucheng treated him with such respect meant that Chen Mo must be quite extraordinary.

Moreover, he really didn't want to offend the people in the county government unless absolutely necessary.

After a moment's thought, Zhou Hai made his decision.

He turned around, faced Chen Mo, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and bent his waist as low as he could.

"Young master, I was blind to your greatness. I admit defeat tonight. Please spare us. I'll give you everything Zhenwei Martial Arts School has, and my life savings. Please grant my request."

Liu Biao, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly looked up, his voice cold and hard.

"Master, things have come to this point, can't you see the situation clearly?"

Zhou Hai's back stiffened abruptly, but he didn't turn around.

Chen Mo leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers lightly on the armrest, his eyes sweeping over the four people.

Zhou Hai forced a calm expression, Zhao Zheng's eyes were filled with anger and fear, Xu Ling'er's lips were pale, and Liu Biao's back was trembling slightly.

"I suddenly thought of a good show."

He spoke in a lighthearted tone, as if he were telling a funny story.

"I only intended to kill you and Zhao Zheng tonight, but you two insisted on bringing two others along. Since you've all stumbled upon my plans, you're all going to die."

Liu Biao's initial relief instantly returned.

Xu Ling'er's face turned pale instantly, and she muttered to herself.

"It's all Master's fault, he insisted on bringing us here..."

Liu Biao cursed him inwardly as an idiot.

Chen Mo smiled and continued.

"However, I'm in a good mood today, so I can give you a chance. It's up to you whether you can seize it."

All four of them looked up instantly.

"Of the four of you, two will survive."

Chen Mo raised a finger, his tone indifferent.

"Within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, they can decide who lives and who dies."

He glanced at Liu Biao, whose face was deathly pale, and added a sentence.

"Don't think you have special privileges just because you've knelt before. My dog ​​isn't someone just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can be."

Liu Biao was startled and was about to speak in his defense, but when he met Chen Mo's cold gaze, he swallowed his words back, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

Zhao Zheng was stunned for a moment, then burst into wild laughter, laughing until tears streamed down his face, and pointed at Liu Biao, roaring.

"Go ahead and kneel! Keep betraying your teacher for personal gain! In the end, you'll still die just like us!"

His laughter trembled at the end, and his eyes were filled with barely concealed panic.

Xu Ling'er completely broke down, her previous composure shattered, and she rushed over crying, grabbing Zhou Hai's arm.

"Master, save me! I don't want to die! Quickly kill Senior Brother and Junior Brother Zhao! I'll be filial to you from now on! I'll do whatever you say!"

Zhou Hai stood frozen in place, his gaze sweeping over the hysterical Zhao Zheng, the pleading Xu Ling'er, and the kneeling Liu Biao with shifty eyes. His clenched fist cracked.