"Haha, boy, you are very good. You can fight my apprentice to this level. I keep my word and can go out..."

Ba Liming walked forward with a smile and patted the king on the shoulder, his eyes full of appreciation. But he knew how perverted Chu Mo was. He could fight Chu Mo like this, which shows that his strength was only strong.

Although Wang's boxing technique is slightly inferior to Chu Mo, his ability to achieve such achievements at this age shows his talent and his daily efforts.

Chu Mo also received a prompt to complete the task at this time. Since the purpose has been achieved, he will naturally no longer interfere. In the future, the king will definitely find an opportunity to discuss with him;

He also has to rely on the pressure of these people to create his own martial arts killer moves between life and death.

As for what Ba Liming promised to go out, it was nothing. After all, the houses were demolished, so they would have to go out sooner or later, just a matter of time or later.

"Master Ba, then when are you going out with me?"

When Liao Junhua saw Ba Liming agreeing, he showed joy on his face. As the general leader of this martial arts conference, he finally found a strong team leader.

"Tomorrow, I'm gone now, so I'll make do with it tonight!"

Ba Li waved his hand clearly, and his intentions were unrestrained. Liao Junhua and others naturally couldn't understand what Ba Liming meant by saying "the house is gone".

The next day, after packing up, the group left hB prison and rushed to Yanjing.

...

The Martial Arts Conference was held at the Yanjing Gymnasium, but for the time being, it is only a candidate for screening the candidates for those who participated in the Martial Arts Conference.

Chu Mo and Ba Liming looked at the showdown between the young people in the field bored, and were uninterested. These young people were all geniuses than ordinary people, but in Chu Mo's eyes, they were nothing more than that;

Even the best of the younger generation, such as Wang's apprentices Huo Ling'er, Zhao Xinglong, Wang Hongji and Luo Xiaomeng, all seemed extremely immature and could barely touch the film of Huajin;

Suddenly, Chu Mo noticed a man about 1.7 meters tall walking towards his master and disciple. Chu Mo looked at his aura and knew that it was Wang Yirong who was troubled to come over.

Chu Mo chuckled and teased: "Master Wang, who is the best master of national martial arts in Asia, has actually been disguised as he is rare!"

Wang was stunned and hurriedly looked around alertly, lowered his voice and asked, "Ah, can you tell it so?"

"Haha, don't worry, I can tell that even my master doesn't recognize you!"

"Hey, you guy has your bone shrinking and makeup? What a wonderful bone shrinking method, you can't even see it on the surface. Could it be that someone is targeting you?"

Ba Liming heard from his voice that it was him, and looked at Wang, and was surprised.

"Maybe someone has been targeted, but there is only one person who threatens me, that person, the guy in yellow Tang suit..."

Wang shrugged helplessly and pointed at a tall middle-aged man in the crowd.

Ba Liming nodded: "I also noticed this person. He is a master. From the perspective of temperament, he should hold the pill..."

"How is it? Are you interested in fighting with him? This person is my Tang Sect..."

"Haha, Master Wang needs to be said. This is your private matter. My master will not take action, but I can do it for you, but there is a condition!"

Although it was for help, Chu Mo would not let Wang Naba Liming be a gun envoy for nothing, so he decisively interrupted him and made his own request.

"What conditions?" Wang frowned. He naturally would not agree casually. If it was too much, he would refuse without hesitation.

"Let Tang Zichen fight me!"

"What? You want to fight Zichen? You want to fight, I'll fight you."

When Wang heard Chu Mo's request, he was stunned, and then he planned to take Chu Mo's challenge instead of Tang Zichen.

"Do I need to make a request to fight you? This time it's only Tang Zichen and me. If you agree, I will kill that idiot. If you don't agree, then my master and apprentice can only help me."

"Isn't it just a fight? Why are you hesitating? Just be more!"

Although Ba Liming didn't know who Tang Zichen was, he must be a master who could attract Chu Mo's attention. He was also looking forward to it and shouted to fan the flames.

"Okay, I can tell you something, but I can't promise whether I agree or not!"

The reason why the king hesitated was mainly because he was afraid that Tang Zichen would be in danger. After all, he knew very well that Tang Zichen's current strength was just as good as him, and Chu Mo's strength was stronger than him.

However, when Ba Liming was so excited, he agreed to the heart. After all, Tang Zichen had already mastered the sincere way of "not listening, not asking, and avoiding danger". In addition, he was rushing around, which was enough to ensure that Tang Zichen had a lot of hair.

Since the king agreed, Chu Mo did not hesitate. With a murderous aura, he took two steps at three steps and walked straight towards Zhao Guangrong.

"You are Zhao Guangrong, the president of Nanyang National Stewardship Association?"

Chu Mo stared at Zhao Guangrong, his tone was rude, as if I was here to trouble you.

"Who are you?"

As soon as Zhao Guangrong saw Chu Mo, he knew that this person was not kind and had doubts. He held back his anger and asked in a deep voice for his purpose.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that someone asks me to take your life?"

Chu Mo didn't want to talk to this supporting role, and planned to kill him simply and roughly.

"Is it the king? Or Tang Zichen asked you to kill me?"

Zhao Guangrong's tone suddenly became cold, and at the same time his mind flipped, guessing who killed him. Now, except for Wang and Tang Zichen, he could not think of anyone else.

"How much money did he give you, I will pay twice, you will kill the king for me!"

Seeing that Chu Mo didn't speak, Zhao Guangrong thought Chu Mo had agreed and put forward the conditions unwillingly.

"Haha, I'll pay double the money, please die!"

A contemptuous sneer appeared on Chu Mo's lips. Money was like a cloud to him. Is it funny to use money to buy him?

"So, this matter cannot be done well? You have to know, I am with Wu now..."

Seeing that Chu Mo was determined to take his life, he was shocked and angry, wanting to move out Wu Wenhui and his group to rely on it, so that Chu Mo would be afraid of it.

"Stop him? Mom is talking nonsense, die!"

Since Chu Mo dared to appear in front of him, he naturally would not be afraid of the people behind him. He interrupted without hesitation and used a move to "Forget the River without Roots" and slapped Zhao Guangrong hard.

"You're bullying too much!"

Zhao Guangrong was shocked and angry, and roared, but he had to take action and face Chu Mo's life and death wheel fist with a pure Taizu long fist.

Facing Chu Mo's killing move, a "Qiu Liushi" in Taizu's long fist was shot, and he came forward with the destructive power of the landslide and tsunami.

"Big and Bitch!"

The two of them had a joint move, but Chu Mo was not in a hurry to attack. Instead, he walked around in a leisurely manner to resolve Zhao Guangrong's offensive. He tried the method with his own interest and realized the exquisiteness of Taizu Changquan.
Chapter completed!