Chapter 21: Speaking with Fists

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  He Lianhuo pursed her lips, her heart aching at Chen Mo's injured arm. She paced back and forth anxiously, knowing that her second brother's strength had increased greatly, but after all, he was only a Lingtu in the middle stage, and could only compete with Xu Hao's high-ranking Lingtu in terms of mystic techniques. But she had just experienced the power of the Iron Sand Palm, and although it hadn't reached the Small Completion realm, it wasn't something to be underestimated.

  Xu Hao's blows grew more and more disheartened, originally thinking that a mere fledgling could only last so long in terms of moves? Wouldn't it be just two or three moves before being slapped to death? Who would have thought that this little guy's move comprehension was one style after another, familiar and perfect.

  Especially this move, "Evergreen", relies on the power of the earth to counter its own attack, consuming a large amount of its own Xuan Qi, it's like an impenetrable, immortal turtle shell.

  Tiesa Zhang's Xuanji style was overbearing and powerful, but Chen Mo's iron fist and steel tendons made it difficult to break through.

  On the contrary, Chen Mo became more and more skilled as he fought. In the past, he had practiced his skills with his head down, rarely engaging in close combat with others, let alone a life-or-death battle like this one. Under this stimulation, some of the flaws in his previous solo practice were detected and corrected by him, making his offense and defense even more smooth and natural.

  Some moves' subtleties surge up in mind.

  Gradually, Chen Mo was no longer limited to passive defense, but from time to time gave a counterattack. Thus, Xu Hao's pressure increased sharply, and under the shock, he sprouted the idea of retreating.

  He was confident that with his slightly superior cultivation and mastery of the Iron Sand Palm, he could retreat with ease even if he fell into a disadvantageous situation.

  After such thoughts arose, wandering is no longer active.

  After this rise and fall, Chen Mo's vital energy burned to its peak state, huffing and puffing, full of vitality.

  In an instant, Xu Hao's body shifted to the side and slid out, hissing as he rose up with a long body. A iron sand palm struck with forceful wind, like a poisonous snake striking out, swift as lightning towards Chen Mote's Tian Ling Gai. "Your time of death has arrived, young one." With a fierce momentum, bringing the iron sand palm's ferocity and cruelty, he pounced forward.

  But at this moment, Chen Mo suddenly became enlightened and immediately sank his energy into the sea of qi. The power in his body burst out, concentrated on one point, his right hand was like a palm but not a palm, like a fist but not a fist, from bottom to top, he supported it up, towards Xu Hao's arm.

  This move 'Vajra Supporting Pagoda' is executed in an instant, as if it were a divine stroke of the brush, wonderful and ineffable.

  Xu Hao had no choice but to change his trajectory midway.

  A loud and intense cracking sound.

  Tiesha Zhang and Chen Mo's Totahands collided without any fancy moves, the two masculine forces fiercely clashed.

  Chen Mo only felt as if he had hit a iron ingot, shocking his right hand numb, the remaining energy drilled into his five internal organs, a mouthful of blood surged to his throat, making his face pale for a moment.

  Xu Hao was also unbearable, a faint crackling sound, indicating that his arm bone had fractured. The powerful and domineering force of the Diamond Fist made his footsteps chaotic, retreating several steps back, stumbling almost to the point of falling.

  Chen Mo guessed that the other party might want to escape, but he didn't dare to. He couldn't afford to spit out blood and held his breath tightly, taking a swift step forward, his arm swelling with a punch, using the momentum to heavily punch Xu Hao.

  "Think it's that easy?" Another Golden Road Opening strike, the fist wind humming with a dull roar, compared to before, there was an added hint of determination and a fierce aura that refused to back down.

  Even if it's a fight to the death, with both sides suffering heavy casualties, Chen Mo is determined to keep him.

  Xu Hao was shocked and angry, instinctively using his inner energy to block with both hands. With a fierce determination, he barely managed to defend against Chen Mo's desperate attack.

  But the powerful and violent impact shook his internal organs, causing a surge of chaos and turmoil, spewing fresh blood from his mouth. Two steps back, there were two footprints on the ground, each with a depth of about an inch.

  But the matter was far from over, Chen Mo flowed smoothly forward with one step, his sideways figure first lowered and then rose obliquely, his foot stomped, the ground sank, his shoulder shook, the mountain collapsed, and his momentum suddenly surged.

  When the ground shook and people lost their balance, Chen Mo angrily shouted "Get out of my sight!" The iron shoulder had already violently collided with Xu Hao's chest in the midst of the shaking. With a dull thud, Xu Hao was directly knocked flying, his back slamming into the courtyard wall, causing it to collapse in one spot, sending stones scattering everywhere.

  Xu Hao's back was broken and his breastbone was fractured in two places. The piercing pain made him wail continuously, exhaling more than inhaling.

  "My home's courtyard doesn't allow stray dogs." Chen Mo stepped forward, picked up Xu Hao and threw him out of the courtyard.

  Xu Hao felt that half of his life's struggles and hardships had come to an end in this moment, like fireworks fading away, beautiful dreams shattered. Everything before him went black, the cowardly and fearful one, a lone dog met its demise.

  The young man outside the courtyard had thought that Chen Mo was not necessarily a match for Xu Hao, and considered lending a helping hand at the right time. But the result left him staring in shock, that tenacious and daring, thunder-like explosive power, considering whether to step in and clean up the remaining mess. A sudden, eerie cry like an old owl's came from the other side of the courtyard wall.

  Only one person was seen, with a green robe and whiskers, his teeth and claws dancing in the air, his narrow eyes and eyebrows were thin and cold, and his icy eyes emitted a poisonous aura.

  Ou Yang Jing, Chen De Shui's trusted hawk dog, Ling Tu high-ranking, compared to Xu Hao's strength, this person is superior in both cultivation and mystic skills.

  He is a powerful and experienced outsider in the family, aside from being an elder. He is responsible for distributing some of the family's resources. On the surface, he appears diligent and fair, but in reality, he is a hypocritical and petty person who often colludes with Xu Hao brothers, frequently getting drunk together and engaging in nefarious activities.

  "Ouyang Qing walked in from the collapsed courtyard wall, with a smile on his face and a piercing gaze fixed on Chen Mo, asking condescendingly: "You're Chen Mo?"

  Chen Mo replied loudly with a single hand behind his back, "That's right, I am Chen Mo."

  Ouyang Qing's long gown fluttered as he strode in from the courtyard gate, "Chen Mo, you're actually not dead? Where is our family's young master Chen Ye?" He scanned the courtyard, the signs of a fierce battle were evident, corpses littered the ground, their deaths gruesome, blood splattered everywhere, shocking to behold. He narrowed his eyes as he sized up Chen Mo, could it be that Chen Mo really killed these people?

  "Chen Ye? Where is your young master, and how would I know?"

  Chen Mo is not a fool, and the small cave was originally visited in private. If the family finds out, it will only bring unnecessary trouble to the household. Knowing what happened in the small cave, Chen Ye's evil deeds were punished by heaven, and he deserved to die.

  "Cut the nonsense, your killing of Chen Ye's young master has already been exposed." Ouyang Qing's gloomy tone continued to interrogate: "I think you've eaten a leopard's gallbladder and now you've beaten up Xu Hao and so many outer sect disciples, are you trying to rebel?"

  He let out a loud roar, hoping to shock Chen Mo into silence. Seeing Xu Hao lying motionless like a dead dog outside the damaged courtyard, completely lifeless and transparent.

  Hu Lingping was furious, her whole body trembling: "Ouyang Qing, don't think that just because you have the support of Elder Chen, you can arbitrarily frame people. Moreover, as a mere outsider, you dare to be so arrogant and domineering." Even someone who has been bullied and humiliated has limits to their endurance.

  "You still dare to quibble, then I won't be polite." Ouyang Qing's ferocious and ugly expression revealed his true face, with a fierce gaze, he slowly urged the Xuan Qi in his Dantian.

  "Ouyang Qiang, let's cut the nonsense. Right or wrong, we'll see who's true on our fists." Chen Mo flipped over and landed on his own wooden stake, his disheveled hair and tattered clothes fluttering in the wind, looking down at Ouyang Qiang with an icy demeanor.

  He Lian Huo Wu had no good impression of this person, who was unfair and unjust. This person's behavior was despicable, always secretly plotting and scheming to get what they wanted, which is why their family would repeatedly take away resources that rightfully belonged to Chen Mo and herself. However, this person's strength was absolutely not something that Chen Mo or He Lian Huo Wu could contend with... unless?

  A magpie perched on a branch, its toes barely touching the wooden stake, like a red plum blossom about to bloom, slender and elegant, sweet and beautiful. Along with Chen Mo, the two of them stood on the wooden stakes, a perfect golden boy and jade girl, delightful to behold.

  It turned out to be two siblings, preparing to face their enemies together. What awaited them was certainly a fierce battle.

  These wooden stakes were erected by Uncle Chen himself, to encourage his three siblings to study diligently and work hard. Chen Mo had been practicing on the stakes since he was a child, squatting in a horse stance and laying a solid foundation with his feet firmly planted, just like the stability of the Evergreen Fist, this is fate.

  The eldest uncle stood by, holding a thin willow whip, sternly urging them on. If they couldn't keep up, he would mercilessly lash out with the whip, often leaving red welts on their legs. As a child, Chen Mo didn't understand and thought he was just looking for an excuse to scold them. Now, thinking back, that tall and majestic figure was actually pacing back and forth to prevent the three of them from falling and getting hurt.

  Ou Yang Jing didn't think that two tender little birds would dare to challenge him, truly not knowing life from death. If he doesn't punish them today, they won't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth. Do they think their combat strength can be compared to that waste, Xu Hao?

  "Then I'll come and experience it." Ouyang Qing's long gown fluttered, and with a kick of his foot, a wisp of black smoke coiled around his arm like a black snake. His hand had thick joints, and the tips of his fingers were thin and sharp like ghostly claws, exuding a chilly aura.

  The boy who was peeking outside slightly furrowed his brow and said in a low voice, "Uncle Chen, although Ouyang Qing is a despicable person, his cultivation of the Mystic Technique is extremely solid, and he has rich combat experience. I think Chen Mo and He Lian Huo Wu siblings are probably not his match. I'll go help..."

  The words were left unspoken as the old man pulled him back with a calm shake of his head. Apparently, the old man had high hopes for Chen Mo and his sister.

  Chen Mo and He Lian Huo Wu grew up together since childhood, with a perfect tacit understanding. In each other's eyes, they saw fearlessness and determination flowing through their gazes.

  Chen nodded slightly, stirring up his vital energy. His muscles swelled and burst forth, and with a loud cry, he kicked the wooden stake with his foot. The stake shook violently as he bellowed: "Ouyang Qing, you talk too much! Today I'll help the Chen family get rid of some trash like you."

  Amidst the loud roar, a figure like a golden giant axe chopped open the path ahead, with a majestic and powerful aura that enveloped Ouyang Qing as it charged towards him.

  "Looking for death!"