Free Web NovelChapter 671: 754 An unexpected result for everyone
"Aunt, they’ve started."
Wang Chen appeared somewhat excited since he was also in the Golden Core Realm, and if this battle was intense, it would be of some help to him. He continued, "Aunt, do you still think Chen Mo will win?"
"Of course." The young woman held a wine pot in her hand, but without a wine glass, she drank directly from the spout, then smacked her lips, saying, "Just like drinking water, can’t compare to Immortal Drunk."
"Aunt, don’t be ungrateful. This is good wine I snuck from my father." Wang Chen pouted. If his aunt hadn’t used an upper-grade magical artifact to bribe him, he wouldn’t have gone to steal the wine. If discovered, he’d be in trouble.
The young woman made a disdainful face, then sighed, "Qing Ye looks at me like I’m a thief now, doesn’t even want to say a word to me, keeps his distance as much as possible. Am I really that scary?"
"Do you not know why he avoids you?" Wang Chen sneered.
"What did you say?"
"I said, Aunt, you’re really beautiful."
"You don’t need to tell me that."
"..."
"Interesting." The two figures quickly retreated. Feng Hao licked his lips, looking at Chen Mo with eyes like those he would direct at an intriguing prey. In the next instant, his gaze turned cold. Green True Qi wrapped around his feet, and he took a stride forward. A vine as thick as a thigh grew from beneath Chen Mo’s feet, entangling his legs layer by layer.
"Profound Tier advanced divine technique, Golden Wood Vine..." came voices of surprise around the square, for this was a dual-attribute divine technique, possessing the flexibility of the Wood Attribute and the strength of the Metal Attribute, making it extremely difficult to cultivate.
"I never saw Senior Brother Feng Hao use this before, seems it’s especially for dealing with Chen Mo."
With his legs bound, Chen Mo immediately felt unable to move, barely able to shift at all.
"How will you dodge this time?"
Feng Hao’s figure shot forward as a green shadow rushing towards Chen Mo.
Feng Hao had watched Chen Mo’s previous matches, being wary of his speed. Now that he had restrained his legs, he wanted to see how Chen Mo could evade.
Feng Hao’s speed wasn’t slow either, swift as thunder, reaching in front of Chen Mo in an instant, punching towards his chest.
Boom...
A massive sound erupted as Feng Hao’s fist landed heavy on Chen Mo’s chest.
"Tsst..."
Such a powerful attack made all the disciples take a deep breath, many female disciples even covered their eyes, seemingly unwilling to witness the brutal scene.
But in the next second, everyone widened their eyes.
Chen Mo stood motionless in the square. Besides his protective true qi and his upper garment being shattered, he was not hurt in the slightest.
His upper body gleamed with a metallic sheen, with streamlined, aesthetic muscles that made the young women blush.
"Such a powerful physique."
This scene drew gasps of amazement from the elders.
"Is this guy’s body made of stone? How is he unharmed..."
Wang Chen widened his eyes in disbelief upon seeing this scene.
"This is much harder than stone. In my opinion, his body isn’t just strong externally; it’s been tempered internally too; otherwise, even if he blocked the punch, his organs would shatter under that tremendous force..."
The young woman set down the wine pot, her eyes narrowed, seeing through Chen Mo’s state at a glance.
"Cultivated both internally and externally..."
Wang Chen murmured in shock.
Reaching the Half-Step Golden Core Realm at 24 was one thing, but having such a formidable physique?
Where did he find so much time to strengthen both his body and realm to such a degree?
Was this still the Blue Body?
This scene clearly shocked all the disciples present.
However, they couldn’t see as deeply as the elders; they just felt that Chen Mo was a freak, taking a Golden Core expert’s punch head-on physically and unscathed.
"How is this possible!"
Feng Hao’s expression changed drastically, as Chen Mo grasped the moment of his distraction, launching a punch at Feng Hao’s chest, coldly saying, "Your turn to take a punch."
"Boom!"
Unlike Chen Mo, Feng Hao hadn’t cultivated his body. Like an arrow leaving the bowstring, he was directly sent flying.
"What the heck is that!" a ruckus broke out around them.
Chen Mo’s feet were engulfed in a blaze of golden flames, the speed of which even disciples sitting quite far in the audience could feel a bit of the heat.
Under the scorching of the golden flame, the golden wood vine restraining Chen Mo’s legs was instantly reduced to dust.
In the moment it turned to dust, Chen Mo’s figure suddenly vanished, reappearing at the edge of the square, just at the point where Feng Hao, flying backwards, was arriving.
The chaotic colors of heaven and earth spread out, enveloping Feng Hao, slowing his senses.
No hesitation, no mercy.
Chen Mo’s Red Dragon Demon Arm activated, opening all four Profound Gates.
The aura of the Half-Step Golden Core Realm fully unleashed, a terrifying momentum surged from within Chen Mo.
"Galaxy Constellations Fist!"
The punch carried along with it raging true qi, bringing oppressive gusts, smashing fiercely onto Feng Hao’s head.
Have you seen a watermelon smashed to pieces with one punch?
You surely have.
But have you seen a head smashed like a watermelon?
Today, you’ve seen it.
Feng Hao’s head exploded like a watermelon, blood spraying everywhere.
Chen Mo had prepared in advance, his true qi surging out collectively, blocking all the blood aiming at him.
"Ah..." Screams emerged from the audience.
This scene was too gruesome, unbearable to watch.
Most were utterly shocked, faces filled with disbelief.
They hadn’t imagined Feng Hao would lose.
Even more unexpected was him being killed by Chen Mo.
And he died so aggrievedly.
Yes, it was aggrieved.
They knew Feng Hao’s strength wasn’t just this; he hadn’t even shown his full hand, hadn’t used his trump card, and due to a moment’s carelessness, Chen Mo seized the chance and finished him with a combo.
This sudden turn of events even caught Kong Qianchi off guard.
If he had reacted, he surely would have stopped such a fatal strike; although the Outer Sect Disciple Tournament was competitive, it was stated before the start that no lives were to be lost in the competition...
No one anticipated this result.
The young woman stood up suddenly, though she predicted Chen Mo would win, she hadn’t expected it in this manner, for she thought both sides would reveal their trump cards, with Chen Mo’s being more dominant, to defeat Feng Hao.
But now, how long had the match even lasted?
And Chen Mo ended it in this manner.
"Aunt, this guy is a monster, right?" Wang Chen swallowed hard. This young man had a handsome, non-threatening appearance, yet his moves were so ruthless and bloody.
"Chen Mo, wins." An elder nearby hesitated for a moment, then declared Chen Mo’s victory.
