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Chapter 11 Martial arts can not be insulted

After a while of rest, Chu Mo continued to fight, staring at the tornado coldly with his eyes, and his murderous intent in his heart was unconcealed;

And the tornado seemed to be nothing, looking at Chu Mo contemptuously, without any shame at all for the shameless sneak attack before, and even a little proud;

He acted like a winner, as if the person who was beaten before was not himself, which shows that the foreigner's skin is not as thick as that.

"Now admit defeat, I'll spare you a life!"

Chu Mo, who has always been an action-oriented, said trash talk for the first time today, which shows that he was really angry by the British ghost.

In this round, the Tornado strengthened the attack from the beginning, but instead relaxed a lot of defense, as if he thought Chu Mo was seriously injured and could not beat him.

"If you don't commit suicide, you won't die!"

Chu Mo looked at him like a dead person, then stepped forward, using the tiger and crane double-shaped fist that he had already practiced to the realm of transformation, and smashed the tornado's fist with his fierce tiger fist.

"Bang!"

The boxing force of the transformation force can penetrate the body, and the boxing force hits the tornado fist hard through the boxing gloves;

The tornado felt extremely painful and weak in his right fist, as if it had been cut by a sharp weapon, but his left fist swept fiercely towards Chu Mo;

Chu Mo's leopard-shaped fist attacked violently, hitting the muscles of the tornado's right arm. With one hit, the tornado's long fist suddenly released its strength, and the fierce left hook was completely strangled in the cradle.

Seeing that this move was indeed useful, Chu Mo naturally would not miss the opportunity to hit the dog in pain. The tiger cannon fist was completed in one go, and it hit the tornado's right arm muscles hard;

The tornado muscles spasmed, his face twisted into a ball, and his fierce fists suddenly became soft and soft fists, with no power at all.

As the saying goes, a master fights, he has to seize the day and loses the opportunity and can only be beaten.

Chu Mo's secret force also took the opportunity to hit the tornado's lumbar spine. Although he could not kill him on the stage, Chu Mo had some ways to kill him.

Chu Mo used dark force to destroy the tornado's kidneys and hurt people invisibly. After this battle, he would undoubtedly die within seven days.

Then, Chu Mo punched the tornado's arms one by one, and the tornado was beaten like a dustpan that had dispersed, retreating step by step;

At this time, Chu Mo Yu Guang saw that the British man wanted to use the same trick again and rang the copper bell.

Chumo would give them a breather, and he would stop shouting without hesitation, interrupting the British man who was about to ring the copper bell.

Then Chu Mo attacked the tiger cannon fist and penetrated Qingyu, hitting the tornado hard on the chin, and the tornado was knocked away.

"It's not polite to come but not come!"

At the same time, before the tornado landed, Chu Mo jumped up, and the iron shaft spread across the sky, hitting the tornado hard in the chest with the force of Mount Tai.

"Click!"

"Bang!"

"puff!"

Hearing the sound of bone shattering, the tornado fell heavily on the ring, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his eyes became darker.

Even though the tornado was strong and covered in flesh, he had half his life under Chu Mo's elbow, lying on the ground like a dead fish;

My muscles were sore and weak, and I didn’t even have the strength to struggle.

At this moment, the surroundings became extremely quiet. Both the Chinese and the British were all open their eyes, their mouths, and staring at Chu Mo standing in the field in a daze.

"Apologize!"

Chu Mo made a sound, and as the sound fell, the referee who was stunned to react;

Then the staff also came up and carried the tornado like a dead fish to the corner of the rope.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the Huayang Boxing Competition is the Chinese warrior Chu Mo!"

Chu Mo had no intention of stopping, walked to the tornado sitting next to the corner of the rope, and looked down at him.

"Milos, as you wish, I have defeated you in the ring, are you convinced?"

Milos was stared at by Chumo, and an invisible pressure enveloped him, and he had to surrender and apologize.

"Everyone, the boxing champion said that he apologized to Mr. Chumo for his own rudeness!"

"No, it's not me who should apologize, but our Chinese martial arts."

This time, Milos did not speak out for a long time because it no longer represents himself, but it also concerns the face of the British.

If he apologizes, it means that Western boxing is not the opponent of Chinese martial arts. Although this is the case, it has risen to the national level.

"Haha, Nephew Chu, congratulations on winning, uncle celebrates you tonight!"

At this moment, Yang Muqi, the Governor of the Hong Kong Governor's Office, suddenly appeared behind the scenes and walked up with a smile, accompanied by Chu Mo's father Chu Heng.

"Son, stop when you can. The so-called wood is beautiful and the wind will destroy it. Hong Kong is now the world of foreigners. Proper tolerance is not cowardice..."

Chu Heng walked to Chu Mo's side and spoke quietly in a hurry in Chu Mo's ear.

"Father, Uncle Yang, a person has a personality. Martial arts have martial arts. Martial arts cannot be humiliated. Even if blood splatters on the spot today, I will defend martial arts with blood and never give in!"

Chu Mo glanced at Chu Heng, raised his chest and raised his head, and looked directly at Yang Muqi with a generous aura of death, strong and fearless.

As soon as Chu Mo finished speaking, the scene fell into silence again. The needles could be heard, and no one dared to speak. The atmosphere was extremely subtle.

The smile on Yang Muqi's face was restrained and he also stared at Chu Mo coldly. A high-ranking aura emanated from the momentum, forcing Chu Mo.

Chu Mo was also fearless, and his thin body, like catkins in the wind, stood up, looking coldly at Yang Muqi's eyes.

"What a courageous, Brother Chu, you gave birth to a good son..."

After a long time, Yang Muqi broke the peace and chuckled to Chu Heng, while Chu Heng was covered in cold sweat at this time.

"Tell Milos and let him apologize to Chinese martial arts!"

Yang Muqi spoke, and Milos obeyed the orders and apologized to Chinese martial arts.

The translator then translated Milos' words, and warm applause and cheers rang out of the audience.

"This is the courage that Chinese men should have..."

"Master Hong, you have accepted a good apprentice!"

"Congratulations to Master Hong!"

"Congratulations to Master Ye, too!"

......

As Milos apologized, the message of completing the mission also came to Chumo's mind.

In fact, Chu Mo was also sweating coldly at this time. He was also betting just now, so he just bet right, otherwise he would probably have moved.

"Nephew Chu, you can come to my house with your father at 8 o'clock in the evening. Uncle Yang has prepared a celebration banquet for you!"

"Don't worry, Governor General, Amo and I will definitely attend the banquet on time!"

When Chu Mo heard this, he didn't speak, and he felt deeply in his heart and thought to himself that the "Hongmen Banquet" was the right thing to do.

After returning home, Chu Heng got angry for the first time and scolded Chu Mo with a blowjob.

"Amo, you are too impulsive today. You actually refuted his face in front of Yang Muqi. If it weren't for the sake of your father, Yang Muqi would probably have taken the slaughter on you today..."

"Father, isn't this okay?"

"It's okay? It's weird if you're okay. Didn't you hear that Yang Muqi asked you and my father to go to the banquet tonight? Maybe this time it's the 'Hongmen Banquet'."

"It won't be that serious, right?"

"I only realize I'm scared now? Hum!"

The reason why Chu Heng was so angry was because he was worried about Chu Mo's safety. He knew more than anyone else who Yang Muqi was.

"Okay, you go and your father to apologize to Yang Muqi. For the sake of my Chu family, I hope Yang Muqi will not go too far..."

"Remember, put away your stubborn temper and be sincere..."

"I know, dad..."
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