C532 A heart-wrenching battle (2) (1/2)
Seeing this result, Chu Mo knew that he no longer had to worry about Baili Erzhen.
Teenage, who had his right arm injured, was no longer a great threat to Baili Erzhen. Young girls should be more than enough to take care of him.
It was at this time that Chu Mo coincidentally arrived in front of Yu Yong Feng, and fiercely attacked him.
Yu Yongfeng's Spiritual Energy surged as his right hand formed a fist and punched out.
A sonic boom rang out as his fist shot out like a mountain, bringing with it a fiery red Spiritual Energy, exuding a violent wave of energy.
Chu Mo also twisted his waist and punched out, meeting the attack head on.
”Boom!”
As their fists met, the air exploded with a dull thud.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
The two of them slid at the same time, taking no more than three steps back.
This attack was equally matched!
The only difference was that Yu Yongfeng used the Spiritual Energy, while Chu Mo only used pure physical strength.
”Such a strong body tempering!”
Yu Yongfeng's pupils constricted as a hint of surprise surged in his heart.
He had long seen that Chu Mo was only in the intentionality realm, but no one looked down on him, because he had noticed that Liu Zian, who was at the peak of the intentionality, was following the lead of Chu Mo.
After their first exchange of blows, Yu Yongfeng finally confirmed the judgment in his heart.
This Teenage is really quite strong!
However, as a participant of the Star Academy's assessment, Yu Yongfeng also had a strong confidence in himself. He believed that with his own strength, he should be able to defeat Chu Mo.
Thinking of this, Yu Yongfeng's Spiritual Energy surged out, and lingered around his palms.
The palm strike was like the wind, leaving behind numerous afterimages. Just like a wave, it whistled down towards Chu Mo.
Chu Mo was neither afraid nor afraid. With a shake of both arms, streams of strong force burst out from within the bulging muscles, causing the sleeves of his sleeves to vibrate and emit crisp popping sounds, as if beads had dropped onto a plate.
A total of ten crisp sounds rang out!
Ten echoes of Tyrant Fist, burst out!
Chu Mo gathered the power of the Tyrant Fist and brazenly swung it, like a mountain falling down, shattering the air, and smashed into the layers of palm images in an unstoppable manner.
”Bang!” ”Boom!”
Following the sounds of explosions, the palm images, under the attack of the heavy fists, shattered into pieces, turning into flue gas and scattering.
Noticing that something was wrong, Yu Yongfeng hurriedly changed the direction of his palm. The shadow of his palm suddenly retracted and converged into his palm, instantly condensing into a large fiery red palm.
Chu Mo punched forward again without hesitation. Boom!
With a loud bang, the heavy punch and the fire palm collided!