1403: C1403 Deadly Kill

C1403 Deadly Kill

Princess Yulan suddenly looked at Chen Mo and said with a smile: "Sir Little bee, if you go up and win a match, this princess will reward you with a million draconic crystal!"

She didn't know why, but she felt displeased when she saw a Chen Mo with a head of snow-white hair that was so light and relaxed.

Chen Mo laughed and said: "Many thanks Your Highness, then I will go up and give it a try!"

Chen Mo wanted to go up and train his legs. He had comprehended the Second Level and wuqi exercise and had not made a proper move yet.

Xiao Bei pulled Chen Mo back, and said: "We'll fight two against two!"

Chen Mo waved his hand: "There's no need, you can fight one-on-one with me!"

"Tsk, you play by yourself!"

Xiao Bei immediately sat back down. He would not fight Chen Mo one on one. If he couldn't even fight Chen Mo, wouldn't fighting Chen Mo one on one be courting death?

Chen Mo went to the place where the bet was placed first.

The underpants were thinner and skinnier.

When Chen Mo put it on, the scars left behind by the big hand grenade could really not be covered.

Chen Mo had no other choice, the robe was better, and the underpants were taken off, he had nothing left to do.

Chen Mo brought along the Storage Ring, threw out a storage bag, and said to the registered old man: "As long as I'm still on top, I'll always win for myself. Starting with a hundred thousand draconic crystal, whoever wins will all join in to buy me victory!"

"Alright!"

The old man nodded and registered it with Chen Mo.

He was not afraid at all, a hundred thousand draconic crystal was nothing to them.

Furthermore, Chen Mo had always been betting on himself and the draconic crystal he had won had all gone missing.

Until now, there had never been a cultivator who had achieved complete victory.

"Everyone, be careful, because there are cultivators joining the competition, we originally wanted to take a break, but this time, let rogue cultivator Chen Mo, Tenth Level Peak, and let us go up on the stage!"

"We will also send Boxer with peak Tenth Level to fight Chen Mo. Because Chen Mo is new here, his odds is 1: 1.5! "

Immediately, a few cultivators announced.

If a newcomer were to go up and only open the door for victory, there was nothing else.

In other words, he could only buy and win. If he won, he would earn.

If he lost, it would be gone.

"Heavens, that must be a fake, right?"

"It can't be fake, it's so scary!"

The moment Chen Mo went up, countless of cultivators looked at the protruding marks on his underpants and exclaimed in shock.

Many of the young Female s flushed in embarrassment as their heartbeat quickened.

The middle-aged Female's mouth was parched and her tongue was parched.

"This boy, I want to buy him!"

There were even many middle aged Female s who spoke up, wanting to buy Chen Mo.

They were all experienced people, and they had seen all sorts of storms and waves, but they were all common people.

What he saw now was the true terror.

Princess Yulan, although his eyes were filled with shock, they were even more disdainful towards Chen Mo. She smiled and said to Xiao Bei: "Big Brother Xiao Bei, cultivators have to hold on through three matches in the first round, how many matches do you think he will be able to endure?"

If he still wanted to continue with the first round of three matches, the second round would have six matches and the third round would have nine matches.

Under normal circumstances, none of the cultivators that went up had gone through three battles, much less those that went up after.

Xiao Bei smiled and said: "I don't know either, if he only cares about hiding, he will definitely be in an invincible position!"

Even he was convinced by Chen Mo's movement skill, there was no way that anyone could beat him.

Princess Yulan smiled and said: "Big Brother Xiao Bei, there is a clear rule. If you just hide, after twenty breaths of time, we'll consider it your loss!"

"He can't just hide, can he? That would lose even faster! "

Xiao Bei laughed and said: "Look, I have never seen him fight before, I wonder how strong he is!"

Above Ring, a tall and sturdy cultivator was sent to the competition arena. He was big, his muscles bulged and he was more than two meters tall and weighed more than two hundred kilograms.

Chen Mo was shorter and skinnier. Judging from his appearance, he could not be compared in any way with the other party.

"Heavens, there is no need to compete. Mountain's victory is a hundred, three losses, an existence at the same level with rough skin and thick flesh, his strength is great, This boy is dead, he can only use one punch to kill This boy!"

"It's a pity that he died. What a great capital!"

One by one, the cultivators cried out in alarm. Many women felt incredibly regretful.

They all knew that cultivators in the arena weren't usually beaten to death.

However, cultivators who wanted to earn some extra money were always beaten to death.

"Kid, you're dead!"

Big Mountain smiled at Chen Mo and made a gesture to erase the Neck.

With a faint smile on his face, Chen Mo didn't even have the mood to talk to Mountain.

"Die!"

Seeing that Chen Mo was ignoring him, Big Mountain used all his strength. His punches that were as big as sandbags came smashing towards Chen Mo's head.

Phew...

The fist smashed out a gust of wind, but it did not hit Chen Mo at all. Because Chen Mo's figure had instantly disappeared, and he had instantly appeared behind the mountain.

The Big Mountain Spiritual Sense discovered that Chen Mo was actually hiding behind him so quickly. It turned its body and smashed its fist towards Chen Mo's head.

Chen Mo's figure disappeared again in a flash, appearing behind Mountain.

"Die!"

Mountain raged, he turned around and slapped Chen Mo's head with his two big hands, wanting to break Chen Mo's head.

Chen Mo's figure flashed again, and appeared behind Mountain.

Pow!1

Big Mountain's two slaps produced an explosive sound, and it shook his hands until they became numb.

A cultivator said in a clear voice, "Chen Mo, you have to fight for twenty breaths of time, or you will be considered to have lost!"

Xiao Bei's voice.

Other than Xiao Bei, he did not remind Chen Mo.

A dozen breaths had already passed.

Chen Mo knew that he had to make his move.

Mountain's kick was aimed at Chen Mo's crotch area. The strength of the kick was too strong, if Chen Mo was kicked, even if he did not die, he would still be crippled.

Chen Mo remained calm and collected, his foot stepping on the back of Mountain's kick, he jumped up and punched Mountain's forehead with his right fist. Boom!

This punch, Chen Mo did not even use wuqi exercise based on his own strength.

Bang!

A loud sound echoed out.

Chen Mo fell onto the ground and backed up a few steps before falling back onto the Ring. He remained motionless and his eyes were bloodshot, dying with grievance.

There was a hole in Big Mountain's forehead, and the bones in his forehead were directly smashed by Chen Mo's fist.

"Mountain, get up!"

"Why did you fall with just one punch? Get up!"

spot cultivator exclaimed continuously.

The cultivators closest to him already knew that Big Mountain's head had been smashed by a fist and died.

"This... How is that possible? "

Princess Yulan frowned, and looked at Xiao Bei, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Little bee has finally made her move. Haha, not bad, not bad at all!"

However, Xiao Bei was still excited and ignored Princess Yulan.

The cultivator from the competition arena went up and carried Mountain's corpse away. He said, "According to the rules, the winner of a move of the same level must challenge an even stronger expert!"

"So in this battle, our arena will send out a middle stage warrior. When we fight with Chen Mo, Chen Mo's odds will increase to victorious 1: 2!"

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