A young noble, the most top-notch young cultivator in the Heavenly Realm, a true figure of excellence. Despite being half a realm stronger than his opponent, he was actually... sent flying with a punch? And... injured as well?

Is this for real?

No one dared believe their own eyes, wondering if they were hallucinating?

Hongyue, who had been standing at the edge of the arena, flashed a trace of relief in her eyes, and at the same time, she was also very surprised in her heart.

It seemed that the child hadn't lied, at his level... he truly was almost invincible.

This also proved that his previous actions were not out of sheer arrogance or complete disregard for others, but a true belief in invincibility!

Good!

Hongyue's eyes were slightly red at this moment, and she silently thought in her heart, Brother, can you see this? Your son, he's doing very well!

Long Qiushui still stared fixedly at Chu Mo, his eyes fluctuating uncertainly.

Chu Mo spoke again, "Don't hold it in, if you don't spit out that blood, you'll suffer on the heavenly road."

On the grandstand, all eyes were fixed on Long Qiushui.

Long Qiushui had never felt as uncomfortable as he did now under the gaze of others. In the past, he enjoyed being watched because those gazes were filled with deep awe and strong adoration.

That feeling was comfortable for him, fostering his belief in invincibility.

But now, those gazes were filled with uncertainty and... schadenfreude.

Wow!

He opened his mouth and violently spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Within the blood, tiny gleams sparkled.

This punch not only injured him, but... it also seriously injured him!

To the point where he even spat out his lifeblood!

Sitting below, Huang Wushuang looked at Chu Mo with a trace of wariness in her eyes for the first time!

A smile appeared on Chu Qing's face.

Hu Lie laughed heartily, his companion Yue Qingcheng's expression was very cute, her small mouth agape, as if shaken to the point where she couldn't even speak.

Xuan'er and the Sister Xuanxuan both had eyes full of intense shock.

Xiao Changping gently stroked the hilt of the great saber beside him, his gaze... brimming with strong combat desire.

Lu Hongxue sat there unperturbed, looking as if she held all the aces, whereas the people around her all stood stiff as statues, turned to stone.

The entire grandstand was deathly silent.

No discussions, no one speaking.

The once lively betting board, at this moment, suddenly fell into a strange lull.

Countless bloodline cultivators who couldn't make it to the scene were anxious, not knowing what exactly had happened in the Garden of the Heavenly Dao.

Whoosh!

Long Qiushui took a deep breath, then looked at Chu Mo and said solemnly, "I admit, I underestimated you. I didn't expect your fighting power to be so strong. It's no injustice for Shuangshuang to be defeated by you."

At this moment, Zhang Shuangshuang who had been lying in Tong Ying's arms suddenly came to her senses, looking somewhat dazedly toward the direction of the arena and asked softly, "What happened?"

Tong Ying propped her up and sighed, "Lord... has been defeated!"

Zhang Shuangshuang's eyes revealed a strong shock.

Zhao Dongming muttered anxiously from the side, "It's just one move behind, where is the defeat?"

Tong Ying sighed and said no more.

Zhang Shuangshuang looked at the two on the arena, her pupils flickering, not knowing what she was thinking.

Chu Mo looked at Long Qiushui, "Still want to fight?"

Long Qiushui suddenly roared and charged straight at Chu Mo.

Thud thud thud!

Long Qiushui's every step on the arena emitted a muffled sound that was uncomfortable to the heart when heard.

Momentum!

It was another kind of momentum!

And it was a great momentum!

An intimidating... unstoppable great momentum!

When Long Qiushui was still about a dozen or so zhang away from Chu Mo, his figure rose into the air, and from his throat came a roar, "Die!"

Boom!

A beam of light burst forth from Long Qiushui's palm, aiming straight for Chu Mo!

Divine abilities!

This time, he directly executed his ultimate technique!

You punched me into the sky; now, I want you to taste the same!

Your physical body may be stronger, your fists harder, but in terms of divine abilities, I can easily crush you!

Chu Mo's eyes remained calm as he operated the "lin character mnemonic" from the Nine Word Mantra, the "lie character mnemonic," and then stimulated the "xing character mnemonic"!

Immovable as a mountain!

Stopping time and distorting space!

Heaven and Human Unity!

Another punch!

It seemed like hand-to-hand combat, yet it integrated the essence of saint arts!

Those who could perceive the true meaning within Chu Mo's punch... were no more than ten people on the entire field!

Some of the top-tier emperors sitting discreetly in the stands widened their eyes in disbelief as soon as Chu Mo's fist was thrown.

Hongyue, standing at the edge of the arena, was also shocked by Chu Mo's fist and could not help but let out a faint exclamation, "What kind of divine ability is this?"

Boom!

Chu Mo's punch landed squarely on the beam of light released by Long Qiushui.

A cold sneer spread across Long Qiushui's face: "Do you really think your fist can withstand my divine abilities?"

But then, his smile froze completely, and he let out an incredulous cry of astonishment, "How is this possible?"

Long Qiushui's complexion turned pale in an instant.

The light of divine abilities, infused with the rules of slaughter he had emitted, was directly shattered by Chu Mo's fist.

Then, that not-that-large fist, at an unbelievable speed... appeared right in front of his eyes, growing larger and larger in his pupils.

Bang!

Chu Mo's punch struck Long Qiushui's face with force.

That dull thud caused over ninety percent of the people present to shudder simultaneously, and many even instinctively closed their eyes, unable to bear the sight!

A miserable scream came from Long Qiushui's throat as he was sent flying out of the arena and crashed hard onto the ground between the arena and the stands, smashing a large pit and raising a cloud of dust!

On the stage, only the slightly emaciated figure was left, standing quietly. His face was calm, neither sad nor happy.

The moment Long Qiushui was sent flying, Hongyue had already leaped into the air, looking down from above.

All fell silent.

Whether they supported Chu Mo or Long Qiushui, not a single cultivator could utter a sound.

Two punches had sent a famously distinguished youth from the Heavenly Realm flying.

Completely obliterated!

The first punch inflicted severe injuries; the second punch's results were still unknown because to this moment, Long Qiushui had not been able to climb out of the pit!

Zhang Shuangshuang on the stands suddenly jumped down and ran toward the large pit, crying out in anguish, "Lord Qiushui... Lord Qiushui!"

Tong Ying, Zhao Dongming, and other followers of Long Qiushui, slightly stunned, also descended into the arena.

At this very moment, their hearts were the most troubled; their own leader had been obliterated with two punches by someone!

And by an opponent whose realm and fame were utterly incomparable to his.

Such an outcome was truly hard to accept.

Zhang Shuangshuang directly jumped into the deep pit and hoisted out Long Qiushui.

A wave of commotion erupted among the surrounding spectators in the stands.

For Long Qiushui's face had been battered to a pulp!

The man was completely unconscious!

That punch... was truly fierce!

Many involuntarily shuddered once more, their eyes returning to the figure on the stage with a look filled with awe...

So powerful!

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