C339 Fighting (1)

"Brother Chu, which direction are you going in?"

Standing at the city gate, Ning Xingyu asked.

To the south of the city gate was an endless forest. Outside the city, there were two paths. One led to the east, and the other to the west.

Chu Mo did not answer, and asked instead, "What about you? "Where do you want to go?"

Ning Xingyu looked at Chu Mo, and after a long while, answered: "I'll go to the east!"

Chu Mo spread out his hands, and laughed: "A banquet that cannot be avoided, I want to head west."

With that, Chu Mo cupped his fists towards Ning Xingyu and turned to walk onto the official road on the west side.

Looking at Chu Mo's back as he walked further and further away, Ning Xingyu sighed while shaking his head: "Oh Brother Chu, you clearly know that there's a tiger ahead yet you still want to walk it alone. Are you afraid of giving me more trouble, or do you have absolute confidence? Perhaps, this is your martial dao? How difficult is it to do, and to only care about going forward? "

Ning Xingyu stood at the entrance of the city, and only after Chu Mo had completely disappeared from the horizon did he finally move.

Chu Mo knew what Ning Xingyu meant. Ning Xingyu did not have anything special to do, he was only worried for Chu Mo's safety, so he escorted him out of the city. It was so much that Ning Xingyu wanted to send him off for a while more.

The reason was not because Ning Xingyu thought that the martial way was impetuous, nor was it because he was worried about causing trouble for him. It was because Chu Mo was really going to the west, and that direction was the direction where the Chu Capital was located, which was the destination of Chu Mo's training.

He was going to the Chu Capital to take the Star Academy test!

The dark clouds in the sky were getting lower and lower, making people feel oppressed, as if their hearts were being pressed down by a stone.

Not long after, the dark clouds were split by a bolt of lightning, and a drizzle began to fall from the sky.

The road that Chu Mo chose was an official road, and there were no buildings or houses on both sides of the road to shelter from the rain, but luckily the rain was light, and as Chu Mo walked in the rain, it gave off a different feeling.

"It seems like the rain isn't far. If only I had an umbrella!"

An oil-paper umbrella appeared in front of him, blooming amidst the drizzling rain like a daffodil.

Chu Mo stopped in his tracks, not because he wanted to borrow an umbrella, because the umbrella was still very far away.

He looked at the oil-paper umbrella, or more accurately, at the person beneath it, and his eyes narrowed.

The oil-paper umbrella tilted backwards slightly, and Xu Yonghe revealed his face as he sneered, "Chu Mo, long time no see!"

Chu Mo looked at the oil-paper umbrella in his hand and said, "I didn't expect that you had prepared this well."

Xu Yonghe said, "For you, of course we have to be more thorough."

Chu Mo did not understand, and asked: "How did you know I would choose this path?"

"I don't know!"

Xu Yonghe shook his head and changed the subject, saying, "However, whether it is the road to the east or the forest to the south, there are people waiting for you. I was just lucky."

Chu Mo understood and sighed: "Unexpectedly, your preparations were more thorough than I thought."

Xu Yonghe still said, "For you, of course, we have to be more thorough."

Chu Mo scanned his surroundings. Besides a few tree s, there was no one else around. He could not help but ask: "You're the only one?"

Xu Yonghe proudly said, "Enough!"

With that, Xu Yonghe raised his right hand, and the oil-paper umbrella shot up into the sky.

Swish!

Xu Yonghe leaped out, like an arrow that had just left the bow, he broke through the thin rain of rain and rushed towards Chu Mo.

On a cloudy rainy day, a golden light suddenly shone out like a bright, hot sun, spreading to all directions.

"Come at me!"

Chu Mo's feet fiercely stomped on the ground, causing raindrops to splatter all over, creating a wave of intense impact that bounced off his body, like a meteor streaking across the sky.

With a clench of his right hand, the fist strength was suddenly born. A powerful energy whizzed out and struck fiercely at Xu Yonghe's palm.

"Boom!"

The fist and palm collided, and the shockwave exploded. The nearby raindrops immediately scattered in all directions, appearing just like crushed stones.

Two human figures crossed over each other, flashing through the rain and exchanging positions.

Chu Mo extended his hand and caught the oil-paper umbrella that was slowly falling in the rain. He stuffed it into the dimensional ring and said: "Thank you for the umbrella!"

"Thank you for bringing me my life!"

Xu Yonghe smiled coldly, and the wind from his fist scattered all over his body.

Suddenly, the shadows of fists appeared one after another. Within the fierce golden light, the rain water was actually frozen, turning into a layer of frost. It looked extremely strange.

A wave of coldness assaulted him, Chu Mo felt as if the originally scorching late summer had suddenly turned cold.