Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

"Bah!"

Tang Tian Cheng spat out a mouthful of blood, he raised his head and looked at Chu Mo, and said: "As expected, you're really good at close range attacks!"

Chu Mo smiled and said: "I hope I didn't disappoint you!"

"No!"

Tang Tian Cheng shook his hair that was drenched in sweat and said, "This is the first time I've seen such a sharp close-combat technique. It is indeed extraordinary."

Chu Mo's smile did not change as he said: "Do you want to try again?"

"No!"

Tang Tiancheng shook his head and said, "To use one's own weaknesses to attack the opponent's head is not a wise choice. I'll choose the fighting style that I'm good at! "

As he spoke, Tang Tiancheng slightly moved his hands and a fiery red Spiritual Energy appeared. Like two balls of flames, it trembled between his palms and revealed a berserk aura.

"Rings of Fire Palm!"

With a soft shout, Tang Tiancheng brandished his palms and a series of palm shadows appeared around his body. They emitted a high temperature and completely evaporated the surrounding air.

The palm shadows shook and trembled. They slowly gathered together to form a circle.

Outside the circle of palms, power flowed out from the shadows and created a powerful shockwave.

"Come out!"

A shout rang out, and a circle of palms appeared, spreading to the surroundings.

"Come at me!"

Seeing that, Chu Mo did not retreat, but advanced instead, his arms suddenly trembled, his muscles tensed and released waves of energy, causing his sleeves to burst out, like a pearl falling onto a jade plate.

"Pa Pa Pa …"

Ten sounds, no more, no less!

Ten waves of Tyrant Fist, finally out!

Once the punch was thrown, the force rose and the force exploded!

Chu Mo gathered the power of the Tyrant Fist into the center of his palm and smashed it out with a loud bang, as if he was a mountain rock smashing onto a mountain, and attacked the ring of fire.

'Boom! 'a loud sound was heard.

When Chu Mo and Tang Tiancheng met, their Martial Skills also met.

Immediately, countless strong winds blew around them, dancing around their bodies. The Clothes s that were flapping at them emitted clear sounds.

The Tyrant Fist was overbearing and unparalleled. It shattered the air and fiercely smashed into the circular palm.

The ring-shaped palm image under Tang Tiancheng's control suddenly began to spin rapidly. Every palm image emitted a tyrannical energy fluctuation like the eruption of flames.

The spinning speed of the circular palm was extremely fast. In an instant, it completed a full circle rotation.

Following the completion of this rotation, the palm images on the wall all exploded, a tyrannical power whistled out, and in an awe-inspiring manner, all of them smashed onto Chu Mo's fist.

"Rumble!"

Qi and Spiritual Energy exploded, blasting out the sound of thunder from the ninth heaven.

In an instant, waves after waves of peerlessly tyrannical energy fluctuations exploded out from the point of contact between the two of them. They swept out in all directions with a force that could topple mountains and overturn the seas, causing the light barrier around Ring to tremble.

At this moment, Chu Mo also felt a huge force battering his way over, and his body couldn't help but slide backwards.

At the same time, a wave of scorching high temperature assaulted him, and as if it was being roasted by flames, burned a strand of the hair on Chu Mo's forehead.

With a "Chi" sound, Chu Mo stopped his body from moving.

Lowering his head, there were still many flames on the Clothes. Chu Mo extinguished the flames with a flick of his sleeve.

Raising his head, Chu Mo looked at the Tang Tian Cheng who was leisurely standing there, and said: "So this is the fighting style that you're good at!"

Tang Tiancheng returned to his previous arrogant state and said, "As long as it's not close combat, then it's my specialty!"

These words were truly very arrogant!

The meaning was clear. As long as it wasn't an attack from a close combat, I, Tang Tiancheng, am not afraid of you!

Hearing this, Chu Mo was slightly stunned, and said: "I didn't expect that you were even more confident than me!"

Tang Tian acted as if victory was within his grasp as he said, "That's because I'm stronger than you to begin with!"

Chu Mo laughed and said: "Whether you're strong or not, isn't something that can be said with just words!"

"I'm not going to say anything at all!"

With that said, Tang Tiancheng's aura exploded as he slowly stepped forward.

As he walked over, step by step, the surroundings of Tang Tian's body suddenly surged with boundless flames, as if he was from the sea of fire, giving off an incomparably tyrannical feeling.

Seeing that, Chu Mo's expression became solemn, and the fire spiritual force in his body no longer suppressed, surging like a tide.

With a wave of his hands, Chu Mo created many images of his palms, combining together and spreading out. He was like a sea of fire, as though he was going to burn the heaven and earth.

The sea of fire was like a palm that blotted out the sky and covered the earth, releasing a berserk aura that enveloped the entire Ring.