Journey to the West: The Golden Crow Sage

Chapter 50
"Is it enough?" Mo Chen put down his palm and asked angrily.

After receiving so many punches, I don't want to lose face!
Zuo Ziliang didn't answer, but just drew closer and wanted to continue the fight, he had already seen that although the person in front of him was physically strong, he didn't know martial arts, and although he couldn't break the defense by himself, if he kept going, he could rely on his deep strength Inner strength will eventually win.

He was thinking too much.

Mo Chen was a little annoyed. He wanted to make a move, but he was beaten all the way. He was originally a handsome young man, but now his hair was messy and his clothes were disheveled.

He is going to end this fight.

"I said, have you fought enough?" Mo Chen, who had completely given up his defense, said again.

But the answer to him was 'bang bang bang bang', Zuo Ziliang punched and kicked him faster and faster.

A punch, a straight punch, aimed at Zuo Ziliang's head, the fist was white and thin, it didn't look very powerful, this was the first time Mo Chen had shot in this match.

The fist hit Zuo Ziliang with a touch of cruelty that was as delicate as Mo Chen's appearance.

You want to beat me with just such a fist?This was the penultimate thought in Zuo Ziliang's mind.

He didn't even dodge, he just stretched out his hand and made a random move. The thoughts of the onlookers off the field were basically the same as Zuo Ziliang's. Such a fist also wanted to defeat Wei's number one master in the world?

No one knew that hidden in this thin and frail body was a celestial demon with a sanctified body.

crunch...

It's the sound of broken bones.

Zuo Ziliang's thick arm was like plastic, it was broken by this punch, and then the fist hit his head.

This man has great strength!
This was the last thought in Zuo Ziliang's mind, and the last expression on his dark face in this life, panic.

puff!
Like a ripe watermelon, his head was shattered abruptly.

Hmph, number one in the world?You can't beat me with your mouth, how can you rely on kung fu?

Mo Chen withdrew his fist in disdain, wiped the blood on Zuo Ziliang's clothes, turned around, and there was already silence in the field.

Shock!

Is there a prehistoric beast hidden in this person's body, with such terrifying strength?

Everyone looked at the handsome, disheveled and thin young man in the arena in horror. This young man who can be blown away by a gust of wind defeated No. [-] in the world?

The next moment, the crowd of onlookers were already crying and wailing, especially the middle-aged man who bet heavily on Zuo Ziliang. Fame, cheated me of 1000 taels of silver!"

The fat man behind him didn't weigh much, but after all, he had a lot of flesh, so the miserable howls and his reluctance were too much to give way to.On the contrary, the companion of the middle-aged man was complacent, standing out from the crowd of ordinary people who had lost money, with a look of joy on his face, and muttered: "One time fifty, my private money, hahaha..."

What about the common people off the field? After all, it’s a side matter. Both sides have a stake in the field. Liu An’s face is blushing, and the color of joy is about to overflow. If the world’s best master is his master, who can assassinate him again? ?
As for the King of Chu, seeing Zuo Ziliang dead, his face turned ashen, and he thought a lot in his mind. With such a master by Liu An's side, and the old emperor favoring Liu An, this situation is really bad for him. Putting his sleeves on, he said "go" to his subordinates, turned around and hurriedly left the school grounds.

Mo Chen got off the ring, walked up to Liu An and cupped his hands, "Your Highness, I will fulfill my mission."

"Good! Good! Good!" Liu An said three times excitedly: "Master's martial arts is world-class, and now I am the number one in the world!"

Mo Chen smiled and nodded, at this moment, a voice came from his ear: "Little crow, come to my mansion to find me later."

It is the Peng Demon King.

He changed his mind, and said to Liu An: "Your Highness, I have something to do, so I will take my leave first."

Liu An nodded, and said: "Master has made great achievements this time, so you must return to the East Palace tonight. I will celebrate Master with wine."

Mo Chen was not Liu An's personal bodyguard, so he naturally had enough freedom. After he came out of the West Campus, he went straight to the luxurious mansion of King Peng.

On the hall of the mansion, the Demon King Peng had already been waiting there.

Mo Chen bowed his hands and said, "Great Sage, what's the matter for calling me here?"

The young Peng Demon King lazily said: "Don't call me a great sage, I have lived in the mortal world for a long time and I also took a mortal name, called Wang Peng, from now on you can call me Prince Wang."

How can a big monster take the name of a mortal? In their eyes, the human race is no different from the food of wild beasts, but for a big guy like Peng Demon King, Mo Chen said that you do whatever you like, anyway, I don't care.

He bowed again and said, "Prince Wang."

The Peng Demon King put away his lazy appearance, and a pair of eyes that could see the world were full of confusion. He said: "You are a monster who cultivates the method of physical sanctification. Didn't your master teach you combat skills?"

Demon King Peng naturally knew about the sensational competition in the West School Field in Yujing City, especially because one of the protagonists was a junior from the Yaozu that he had his eyes on.However, the process of the martial arts competition was an eye-opener for him. A demon king with high mana was rubbed on the ground by a mortal. Finally, relying on his physical strength, he won with a move of eight punches. Yes, Mo Dust's straight punch was in his eyes It turned out to be the bastard fist used by mortals in fighting, and it looked like it had no combat skills at all.

Mo Chen shook his head, Taoist Baiyuan didn't have any combat skills in his memory.

What Mo Chen didn't know was that Yuan Hong, the ancestor of the Taoist White Ape, had only stolen Yang Jian's eighty-nine mysterious skills when he was a child, and had not been taught combat skills, so in the skills left by Yuan Li, there was no combat skills. technology.

"Forget it, then come with me!" Peng Mowang stretched out his hand, grabbed Mo Chen's collar, and flew out of the city.

Mo Chen felt the world spinning for a while, and all the scenery in front of him passed quickly like a slide show.In a flash of kung fu, he has already stood on an extremely steep cliff surrounded by thousands of peaks.

"Prince Wang, where is this?" Mo Chen took a closer look, and it didn't look like the scenery outside Yujing City.

"This is the Dacang Mountains in the south of Nanfangbuzhou. It is [-] miles away from Yujing. Yujing is too small to use it." Peng Demon King replied.

One hundred thousand miles, one hundred thousand miles in a flash?

Seeing that the Demon King Peng was not blushing or out of breath, Mo Chen once again refreshed his understanding of the Demon King Peng's supernatural powers. With this speed, how about throwing him a few blocks away? Wait, if he can't use it, what is he going to do?
"Great Sage, do you want it?" Mo Chen asked cautiously.

"Teach you a battle skill, so you won't be ashamed for our monster clan in the future!" Peng Demon King said angrily.

He stretched out his hand, and a golden half-moon halberd appeared in his hand. He said, "Look, this is called a sky-shattering combat skill!"

With a slash of the halberd in his hand, a fierce murderous aura permeated his body...

　I can't reply to the book review of the starting point, it's uncomfortable...Actually, according to the original idea, the protagonist will be a man with a family after making a fuss, but after thinking about it, it's not good for a man with a family to come out to prostitute Man, just let him be single first, it's not a spoiler
　　
　
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