Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

"You should stop!"

Looking at Chu Mo opposite him, Tang Anyi's words were direct and sonorous!

Chu Mo disapproved and said: "What you say does not count!"

Tang Anyi sneered and said, "I know you're Third Brother's Guest, but that doesn't mean you have Third Brother's strength."

Chu Mo was startled for a moment, and asked: "The Third Brother you're talking about, is it Tang Xiaodao?"

Tang Anyi slanted his eyes and said, "If not, who else would it be?"

"So he's number three!"

Chu Mo understood and said: "From the sound of it, you seem to have quite a good relationship with Tang Xiaodao. No wonder that guy had smiled so mysteriously earlier."

Tang Anyi suddenly became more confident as he condescendingly looked down at Chu Mo and said, "Third Brother probably doesn't want you to lose too badly in my hands!"

Chu Mo declined to comment and said: "Maybe so!"

"Don't worry, I'll give face to Third Brother and show mercy to you!" Tang Anyi said.

Chu Mo shook his head, and said: "I don't recommend that you do this, otherwise, you would definitely regret it!"

Tang Anyi maintained his incomparably arrogant look as he placed his hands behind his back and slowly said, "I know you've won against Tu Fei, but that doesn't mean you have Tu Fei's strength!"

Chu Mo really did not know what kind of logic was used by Tang Anyi to come to such an unreliable conclusion, and said: "Even if I do not have Tu Fei's strength, I will still defeat you, so, for your Third Brother's sake, I think it's necessary for me to remind you, don't put on an act in front of me!"

He felt that he had been humiliated greatly, and was no longer as calm as before. The hands on his back were now raised up as he pointed towards Chu Mo and said: "Chu Mo, after winning a few rounds, do you think you are invincible?"

Seeing the change in Tang Anyi's expression and posture, Chu Mo finally understood!

This person was a second generation ancestor!

However, he was not the usual peremptory and disgraceful second generation ancestor. Instead, he was a second generation ancestor who liked to act cool, so he always wanted to show off his "everything is under his control" attitude of indifference and arrogance.

This made Chu Mo think of a person, Tang Xiaodao!

Normally, Tang Xiaodao was always so indifferent and arrogant. But, Tang Xiaodao truly had everything under his control, he had that kind of power and the overall situation!

Recalling the movements of Tang Anyi with his hands behind his back and the deliberate indifference he showed, Chu Mo suddenly thought of one possibility: This Tang Anyi seemed to be deliberately imitating the Third Brother that he spoke of, Tang Xiaodao!

That's right, Tang Anyi was imitating Tang Xiaodao!

Whether it was the way he spoke, his body movements, or his expression, Tang Anyi was imitating Tang Xiaodao!

Thinking about it, Chu Mo laughed, slowly shook his head, and said: "I don't think so!"

Tang Anyi didn't quite understand and asked: "What doesn't seem like it?"

Chu Mo said: "Imitating Tang Xiaodao doesn't seem like it, you are not like him who would seek a beating!"

Hearing these words, Tang Xiaodao's face fell, he really wanted to rush up to Ring and beat Chu Mo up.

On the contrary, Tang Anyi didn't find it shameful to imitate Tang Xiaodao. Instead, he smiled and said, "I'm not as strong as Third Brother, so I don't dare to find trouble with him!"

"That makes a lot of sense. Get the essence of the pill, then get the dregs. Not bad at all!"

Hearing this, Chu Mo unexpectedly nodded his head, as if he felt that Tang Anyi's words made sense.

Hearing this, Tang Xiaodao could not take it anymore, and roared: "I say, the two of you, if you want to fight, then quickly fight.

"I'm not tired!"

Chu Mo responded, leaving behind the depressed Tang Xiaodao. He turned around and said to Tang An Yi: "Since you imitated Tang Xiaodao's actions, then your strength should not be weak, right?"

"Of course!"

Tang Anyi smiled proudly. He opened his palm and a small, curved knife appeared in it.

Looking at the dagger, Chu Mo was stunned. He really did not know what to say.

Because, that small blade was exactly the same as Tang Xiaodao's nine small knives — whether it was in style, size, or even in color, there was no difference.

Chu Mo took a long time to recover, and asked: "You can't be thinking of telling me that you have a total of nine small blades, right?"

Tang Anyi faintly smiled and said, "You're right. I just don't know if you're qualified enough to see my nine blades!"

"I didn't expect this, I really didn't expect this!"