Chapter 18

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The lackeys, shocked, no longer dared to underestimate him. They shouted and charged forward, fists and feet flying, releasing a surge of energy.

Chen Mo stood in a peculiar stance, like a sturdy and resilient tree, with his ‘roots’ firmly anchored in the ground. He executed the classic defensive move of the Wood Element, the Ten Thousand Year Green.

His legs were as stable as roots, and his upper body swayed slightly with the wind, as if he had merged with the earth, forming an unbreakable, seamless defense.

“Slap~” “Slap~”

The overwhelming punches and kicks from all directions found it difficult to breach Chen Mo’s defense. It seemed that no matter how the wind blew or the rain fell, or how the lightning flashed and thunder roared, he remained steadfast, calm, and unyielding, adapting to all changes.

The sound of Chen Mo’s fists colliding revealed the ferocity and murderous intent. In the hard clashes, his fists struck with solid force, like the six arms of a Vajra, each punch like a hammer or a cannon.

After several rounds, they were all bruised and swollen, teeth knocked out, noses crooked, eyes askew, and blood streaming from their mouths, displaying various classic pig-like appearances. They groaned and wailed, but those who were still不服气 (unwilling to admit defeat) gathered to attack again.

One of the lackeys who had stepped on Chen Hao’s hand, with a sharp nose and monkey-like face, was a deceitful and treacherous person. Seeing that Chen Mo had used the Ten Thousand Year Green to stabilize his stance, he took the opportunity to crouch and sweep Chen Mo’s thighs, trying to break the rock-solid lower body. However, his thigh collided with something as hard as an iron pillar, and the force rebounded, causing his leg bone to shatter with a “crack,” and he fell to the side.

Chen Mo immediately struck him with a punch to the head, and he was hit as if by a thunderbolt, his head exploding like an overripe pomegranate, revealing the red seeds inside.

Chen Mo lifted his foot and stomped down with his bare foot, causing blood and brain matter to spurt out. The man let out a low, suppressed groan, more terrifying than a scream, as if he were swallowing blood and meat, the sound muffled in his throat, and he died with his head hanging down.

“Since you stepped on my brother, I’ll step on you too. Even after stepping on you, I still find you dirty.” Chen Mo’s handsome face, with eyes like knives, wiped his dirty bare foot clean on the man’s body.

Those who bully the weak and fear the strong finally experienced the pain of being bullied.

Xu Hao felt a chill rise from within, but he had seen many such battles. In the blink of an eye, life and death were decided by the strong. Although Chen Mo’s strength had improved, he was not yet a true powerhouse.

Some of the lackeys who were still alive hesitated, their steps faltering. They turned to look at Xu Hao, who raised an eyebrow, making them even more miserable. Xu Hao was a vengeful and venomous person. If they gave up halfway, they would not only get nothing but also bring bad luck upon themselves.

Today, they had kicked a hard stone. With no choice, they had to charge forward, ready to fight to the death to turn the tide. Although Chen Mo was fierce, he was not invincible.

Chen Mo’s brows arched, and he still used the Vajra Path move. One of the lackeys, who also practiced the Vajra Fist, had been training in it for many years. Ignoring the pain on his face, he swung his fist and used the same move, Vajra Path, stepping forward and striking Chen Mo’s fist.

Chen Mo did not dodge, and their fists collided, both of their knuckles turning a deep red.

Their strength was almost equal. Chen Mo’s eyes turned cold, and he planted his feet firmly in the Ten Thousand Year Green stance, immovable. His fists flew like a rapid-fire crossbow, the sound of “slap, slap, slap” continuous, each quick collision causing his opponent’s knuckles to crack and become useless like a cotton ball.

Facing the overwhelming force, the opponent gradually lost the ability to defend. Sweat poured from his forehead, his hand bones shattered like sand, and his hands were crippled. He tried to retreat and escape.

How could Chen Mo let him escape? Seizing the opportunity, he delivered a powerful punch to the man’s neck, causing him to spew blood and his neck to snap, falling to the ground like a dead dog.

“Who’s next to die!”

Chen Mo’s fierce gaze swept the area, his fists still red.

Such a desperate fighting style stunned the lackeys who had attached themselves to Xu Hao, hoping to gain some benefits.

Xu Hao’s eyes widened in shock, his face dark, and his eyebrows twitched. He secretly thought, what potent spirit did this boy consume in the Small Cavern of Heaven? After three days, he should be viewed with new eyes. Although he only used the Vajra Path move, he executed it with a grand and powerful momentum, transforming the basic Vajra Fist into a surging wave. His skill and understanding of the Vajra’s dominance and might must have been honed through diligent practice.

No, no, even at the initial level, the power should not be this strong?

One move can conquer all. However, no matter how many variations he could come up with for this single move, it wouldn’t make much difference. The Vajra Path move also rapidly consumes mystic energy. How long can this boy sustain it? He’s truly arrogant.

They did not realize that Chen Mo’s mystic energy, which appeared to be Green Wood Mystic Energy, had already transformed into Light Mystic Energy. Although it was still at a low level and impure, its power was already beginning to show.

At the same time, outside the courtyard wall, two people, a master and a servant, hurriedly approached. They stood on tiptoe to peek over the wall, just in time to see Chen Mo’s fierce attack on his enemies. The young man, dressed in a white brocade robe, with a clear and handsome face, almost cheered for Chen Mo. The iron-willed, powerful, and rapidly growing strength of the young man—was this really the waste Chen Mo? After the shock, he regained his composure, deep in thought.

His clear eyes then shifted, and his heart was stirred, unable to control himself. His gaze was drawn to a red figure, a graceful and beautiful girl, who immediately caught his attention.

On the other side, Helian Huo Wu, with a glance, saw Chen Mo’s powerful and fierce punches, and the lackeys being brutally beaten. She was extremely excited. The big obstacle in her brother’s heart was finally broken. The three years of bitter and hard work seemed to be compensated in this moment, and it also stirred a sense of ambition in her. She wanted to keep up with him and not fall behind her brother.

Seeing the sharp-nosed, monkey-faced lackey approaching with a smug look, she lifted her leg, summoned her mystic energy, and her hand glowed like a blooming red lotus. One hand protected her energy sea, and the other hand extended, forming a vertical palm, as if choosing a spot to strike. She hit the sharp-nosed, monkey-faced lackey, turning him black and charred.

The sharp-nosed, monkey-faced lackey was stunned, then sneered with a black mouth. Thinking that Helian Huo Wu’s mystic energy was almost depleted and she was seriously injured, he believed he had a sure win. His bony, claw-like hands, emitting a faint fire, indicated that he practiced Fire Mystic Energy, but it was impure and inferior.

He flipped his palm and lunged forward, trying to strike Helian Huo Wu’s delicate, rosy lips, intending to play with her and give her a taste of suffering, to show her that a fallen phoenix is no better than a chicken.

“This is for the first step on my brother.” Helian Huo Wu lifted her chin, stood on tiptoe, and her wrist twisted, wrapping around the sharp-nosed, monkey-faced lackey’s arm like a snake. Her palm struck his right cheek with a “slap,” leaving a charred mark. He clutched his face and trembled, shocked, and took two steps back. How could Helian Huo Wu recover so quickly?

In fear, the sharp-nosed, monkey-faced lackey quickly defended himself, but his speed was no match for Helian Huo Wu’s agility. He heard her cry out, “This is for the second step on my brother.”

She relentlessly struck his left cheek with another “slap,” leaving a charred mark, and his teeth, mixed with blood, flew out. The sharp-nosed, monkey-faced lackey screamed and fled, covering his head.

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