C30 (2/2)

Chen Mo said seriously: ”You will be injured.”

When these words came out, before the crowd could even react, Yang Wendong and Mouse laughed out loud.

”Country bumpkin, be careful of your tongue. Someone who can injure Dazhuang has not even appeared! ”

”Kid, once you have seen Dazhuang's fist, you will know how ignorant you are of the words that you are saying right now.”

Lee Dazhuang laughed foolishly, ”I'm not afraid of getting hurt.”

Chen Mo did not say anymore, and said: ”Then come and try blocking my way!”

”Me only knows you.”

After Lee Dazhuang finished speaking, his big fist, which was the size of a claypot, smashed towards Chen Mo's chest.

The fist tore through the air, producing a sonic boom. It was fast, yet violent.

If he were to be hit by such a fist, he would most likely end up with a broken breastbone.

Everyone stopped talking and stared intently at the scene before them. They did not even blink their eyes, afraid that they would miss the most exciting part.

Not only Yang Wendong, who had the strong confidence in him, and Rodent and Yang Wendong, even the spectating crowd seemed to have seen Chen Mo being smashed and sent flying by the punch.

In the face of this majestic punch, Chen Mo's eyes were completely still.

He immediately lowered his waist, clenched his right fist, and activated the Profound Yang True Power in his body. A faint red light diffused out from his arm and gathered on his fist like water.

Bang!

Punch against punch!

A head-on clash!

A figure stood firm and flew out.

When she saw the figure that flew out, Yang Wendong was stunned. Mouse was stupefied, and even the surrounding crowd found it hard to believe.

When Yang Dazhuang fell from the sky and crashed onto the ground and passed out, everyone looked at Chen Mo mechanically, as if they were looking at a monster.

”Dazhuang... ”How is this possible …”

Yang Wendong and Mouse muttered. The two of them were the ones who could not be trusted the most.

They had known Lee Dazhuang for a long time and had long understood the worth of his martial power. Generally, a dozen or so men would not be his opponent, and his brute strength was astonishing.

But now, he was actually sent flying with a single punch.

Putting aside his several hundred jin of strength, how much strength would it take to knock him flying like this with his two hundred jin body?

This country bumpkin was not to be trifled with!

After defeating Lee Dazhuang, Chen Mo did not bother with them anymore and walked towards An Qingya.

When he walked over, Chen Mo was sitting on the ground. ”Ya, are you alright?”

”Brother Chen, are you alright?” An Qingya asked as well.

Because there were too many spectators, An Qingya fell to the ground again. As a result, she only saw the scene when the four security guards used their soft sticks to attack Chen Mo, and she did not see what happened behind them.

The battle had ended too quickly.

”Do I look like I have something on my mind? ”But you, how did you fall off the treadmill?” Chen Mo helped her up, but before An Qingya could stand up, his legs went soft again.

Only now did Chen Mo see that her knees had turned completely purple.

”Kneel.” An Qingya rubbed her weak knees, her big eyes glistening with tears.

”Let me give you a massage.”

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he extended his hand and pressed onto An Qingya's knee.