C463 Slightly Victory (1)

Swish!

Chu Mo ran very fast, he was enjoying his escape!

Tang Tiancheng followed closely behind, like a hunter pursuing his prey. He was extremely dismal and unable to catch up to his pursuers.

Circling around the Ring, the two of them continued to walk in circles.

The two meter square Ring felt as if they had been forcibly blown out of the boundless forest by Chu Mo, as if there was no end to it.

After running like this for the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Tang Tiancheng was already unable to take it and the spectators were also unable to endure it. In the end, even the referee who had been trying his best to maintain his calm and patience was unable to take it and finally exploded.

"Stop!"

With a shout, the referee unexpectedly jumped into the field.

For the first time since the start of the match, the referee entered the arena.

Chu Mo had no choice but to stop. Tang Tiancheng then stopped his body and stood in front of Chu Mo. Between the two of them was the referee who had an extremely gloomy expression.

Staring at Chu Mo, the judge roared: "Kid, what are you doing?"

Chu Mo rubbed his ear drums that were going numb from the shock and answered innocently: Of course it's a competition!

"Compete?" Is there anyone who would like to compete like that? "

The referee wished he could beat up Teenage who had a harmless looking face and shouted, "One incense stick, a whole incense stick! Your Kid ran away for the time it takes to burn an incense stick! When did you see such a competition? "

Chu Mo was puzzled, and asked: "Judge, do you have any objections to the time taken to burn an incense stick, or do you have any objections to escaping?"

"Everyone has their objections!"

The referee was about to roar out!

Chu Mo was even more innocent as he replied, "Didn't you say that the competition will not last for long?"

The judge stared at Chu Mo with ill intentions and said: "So, you plan to continue wasting time like this?"

Hearing this, Chu Mo originally wanted to nod his head in agreement, but after thinking for a while, he felt that this was not so good, and said: "I originally planned to do that, but now it seems like it won't work.

The referee nodded his head and said, "Also, no one is allowed to escape after this. Otherwise, if anyone doesn't listen, I will disqualify them from the competition, do you understand? "

"Understood!"

Chu Mo's response was very straightforward.

At this point, he had already dragged this out long enough. Counting the time in the following matches, it should be enough for Tang Ruoxi to recuperate and fully recover from her injuries. Chu Mo's mission was already completed, so he did not need to delay any longer.

Therefore, the next match would be the final match. He no longer had to dodge.

"It's good that you understand!"

The referee glared fiercely at Chu Mo, and slowly retreated out of the arena. In the entire process, his gaze was fixated on Chu Mo, his meaning self-evident — — Kid, I'm staring at you, if you continue to make trouble, I'll sentence you out of the competition.

Chu Mo shrugged his shoulders indifferently and smiled towards Tang Tiancheng, saying: "Come, Young Master Tang!"

In that moment, Chu Mo stopped his previous laughter, and his entire demeanor changed. He was like a sharp sword, releasing a sharp Qi.

Tang Tiancheng was stunned for a moment before he said, "It seems like everything that you just said was intentional!"

Chu Mo did not deny it, and said: "I never expected you to actually see through it!"

Tang Tiancheng was puzzled and asked, "Why?"

Chu Mo replied: "That's not important, is it?"

Hearing that, Tang Tiancheng was startled, then laughed and said: "Indeed, that is not important. The important thing is that you can't escape anymore. It's time to seriously fight a round! "

Chu Mo's eyes slightly lit up, and said: "Please!"

Tang Tiancheng's expression was slightly solemn as he said, "Then come!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Tiancheng rushed forward like a flying stone and arrived in front of Chu Mo.

A heavy fist swung out, and the fire spiritual force lingered around the back of the fist. Like a burning mountain rock, it smashed through the air along the way and struck explosively towards Chu Mo.

This fist strike was incomparably violent, advancing forward without pause.

Chu Mo took a step back, leaned his body backwards, and retreated quickly.

"Retreat again!?"

Seeing Chu Mo's actions, the surrounding people and even the judge had their eyes opened wide.

Especially the referee. His angry expression made it clear that he was ready to enter the field again.

However, in the end, he still stopped outside the arena.

Because, he discovered that Chu Mo was not purely retreating, but had twisted his waist, and his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, smashing out with a loud bang towards Tang Tiancheng's fist.

Finally, Chu Mo was going to fight back!

Although the punch was not too strong, and there were no Spiritual Energy fluctuations, nor was it a Martial Skills move, the spectators were still excited, and were about to boil over.