C308 The number one genius of Fengxuan City (2) (1/2)
As he said that, Ning Xingyu extended his palm forward, making a standard gesture of invitation, and said: ”Please!”
”Alright!”
Chu Mo only had one word!
As the words fell, people began to move!
Chu Mo's legs shot out, directly jumping up from the chair, his entire person was like a cannonball as he punched out towards Ning Xingyu.
”Such a fast speed!”
Ning Xingyu praised, he immediately spun his palm and struck Chu Mo's fist with force.
”Boom!”
The fist and palm collided, and a deafening explosion occurred.
The two figures retreated, each taking three steps back!
In one strike, the two were evenly matched!
Unexpectedly … Equal!
Suddenly, everyone was shocked and cheers rang out everywhere!
”A draw? Damn, a draw?”
”That's right, the two of them did not use the Spiritual Energy, but purely used their physical strength, yet Ning Xingyu did not take any advantage of the intentionality's posterior boundary!”
”Isn't this Kid called Chu Mo a little too fierce? He actually didn't lose to Ning Xingyu in a direct confrontation?”
”Maybe the Kid's body tempering strength is higher, if not, how could he withstand Ning Xingyu's palm force!?”
”En, it should be like this, this is just a clash of strength, next Ning Xingyu will definitely use Spiritual Energy, I am afraid that Peak of condensing Yuan Qi's Chu Mo will be at a disadvantage!”
What was shocked was not only the spectators, but even Ning Xingyu himself was stunned for an instant!
Other people might not be able to sense it, but Ning Xingyu, as the person involved, could clearly feel Chu Mo's powerful strength, as though he was a Magical Beast. If not for Ning Xingyu's attainments in the way of body tempering, he would not have been able to maintain this draw.
”This guy really has some skills. They can't be underestimated!”
As a The number one genius of Fengxuan City, Ning Xingyu was not a fool who thought highly of himself. It was because of these that Ning Xingyu was able to defeat all the Teenage s and obtain the title of First Day Genius.
”Again!”
Ning Xingyu waved his right palm that was slightly numb from the shock and said with a smile.
”Alright, then we'll do it again!”
Chu Mo's fighting intent soared, both of his arms shook, and great strength burst out from his muscles, pulling his sleeves to clack against each other, releasing many crisp sounds, like a large pearl falling onto a jade plate.
”Pa Pa Pa …”
Ten strikes of Tyrant Fist, come out again!
Previously, Chu Mo had used the Tyrant Fist to teach Ning Xing Yuan a lesson and directly sent him flying.
At this time, Chu Mo once again used his fist technique.