C520 little mister

The blue sea shook, and the blue sea shocked again!

The punch that Xu Qingmo gave Ceng Zimo was Bi Hai's [Shocking Waves], but the punch that Wei Wuyan gave Wei Wuyan right now was still [Bi Hai's Shocking Waves].

When Xu Qingmo said that he had just seen this fist before, Wei Wuyan was still a little disdainful in his heart. That fist was indeed a little powerful, high and mighty, and was not something that an ordinary warrior of the third tier could punch, but he was an expert who had been famous for many years. This kind of fist technique was not even enough for him.

But now, when the punch was actually directed at him, Wei Wuyan's face finally changed and his entire body started to tremble.

When he had first seen Ceng Zimo face this punch, he had only been a spectator and nothing had happened. However, now that he was facing it, he knew just how terrifying this fist was.

Wei Wuyan only felt that Xu Qingmo in front of him had become a giant. He lifted up the ocean like a big pot filled with water, and poured it down according to his head.

Mt. Tai's pressure was so great that it caused waves in the blue sea!

Wei Wuyan felt that the King of Hell had personally come to his head and extended his claws.

"Pah!" "Pah!"

Wei Wuyan's screams from stepping on the beach immediately sank all the way to his knees!

The power of one punch was this terrifying!

But it wasn't over yet. Xu Qingmo's punch was still far away, but Wei Wuyan seemed to have suffered a huge impact. His entire body immediately retreated and glided, his legs stabbed into the sand, creating two deep fissures in the ground.

"Wei Lao!" Ceng Zimo anxiously shouted.

Wei Wuyan didn't have the time to pay attention to him and immediately fell back from the beach, crashing into a large tree behind him. With a "Hua" sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

A single punch had caused a First Rated Warrior to vomit blood.

"No way!" Ceng Zimo became anxious and immediately jumped out. He opened his arms and stood in front of Wei Wuyan, staring at him.

Xu Qingmo retracted his fist in the air, and flipped it over too low. His face turned pale and green for a moment, before he suddenly retracted his fist.

As Xu Qingmo retracted his fist, the waves behind him had finally reached the shore. With a loud bang, they smashed into the beach and shattered into pieces, transforming into countless of splashes that splattered onto Xu Qingmo's body. Ceng Zimo's face looked as if it was raining spring rain.

"Sigh." Xu Qingmo heaved a long sigh, turned around and did not look at Ceng Zimo.

"How can you kill me!" Ceng Zimo shouted at Xu Qingmo angrily.

"Don't be rude!" Wei Wuyan who was on the ground spitting out blood shouted.

"Wei Lao!" Ceng Zimo was a little surprised.

Wei Lao stood up, cupped his fists, and bowed to Xu Qingmo.

"Wei Lao, why are you bowing to him? He wants to kill you! " Ceng Zimo said.

"Thank you, little mister, for your kindness." Wei Wuyan said respectfully, just like a student.

"The favor of rebirth?" Ceng Zimo was confused.

Wei Wuyan stuck out his chest, raised his head, and roared three times. "I, Wei Wuyan, have hopes of returning to true self within the rest of my life!"

was shocked at first, but then she was overjoyed. Wei Lao was her family's consecrate, and was one of the ten great reverends in the world when he was young, but because he came back eager to improve, his cultivation went berserk, and his strength plummeted to the level of a First Rated Warrior. Even though he went to visit a famous doctor with the support of her family, he was unable to recover.

But now, the Wei Lao actually said that he had a chance of returning back to reality. Could it be that his hidden injuries had healed?

Wei Wuyan also saw Ceng Zimo's doubt. He pointed to the blood that he spat and said, "Look."

Ceng Zimo looked down and saw that the blood on the ground was black.

"The blood that was accumulated in my chest for so many years has finally come out." Wei Wuyan was elated, he bowed once again, "Thank you little mister for killing me, I have no way to repay you for saving me."

Xu Qingmo waved his hand: "Don't be happy to carry it away, my punch, if you were to follow through with it, all of your hidden injuries would be completely healed. But in the end, someone blocked it, and your hidden injuries have not been completely healed.

"What?" Was it me who delayed him from saving Wei Lao? " Ceng Zimo listened on the side and was immediately stunned and pointed at himself.

"It's me. I ruined Wei Lao's hopes of a complete recovery."

"It was me. I didn't recognize the kindness of your heart. I thought he was going to kill Wei Lao, but in the end, I interrupted his treatment."

"He is not trying to kill Wei Lao, he is trying to save Wei Lao!"

"But because of me, all of this has failed!"

Ceng Zimo started to blame himself, his face revealed a regretful expression, his eyes reddened, and he was about to cry.

"Cry? What's the use of crying? " Xu Qingmo said coldly.

Ceng Zimo immediately sniffed, clenched his teeth, and refused to cry.

"Zimo, don't take it to heart. I am already very satisfied with your reply." Wei Lao consoled her, and then, respectfully said to Xu Qingmo, "I have let little mister down. To think that I still overestimated myself and wanted to challenge little mister, and even dared to boast about being ashamed to only give three moves. Thinking about it now, I am truly ashamed."

Xu Qingmo said: "I only saw through the root of your illness, and just happened to grasp it in the right moment. Try using your fist, and try using it, and know how to use my fist energy to train yourself, and force yourself to draw out some blood."

It turned out that although Xu Qingmo's Blue Ocean Shocking Waves Fist was powerful, it was not strong enough to be executed to the third rate. With just a punch through the air, it was able to push back a peak rank one martial artist.

It was just that Xu Qingmo used his fist force to draw the power of the ocean behind him, causing the target to feel a huge sense of crisis and oppression, making the target panic and fluster.

If Wei Wuyan wasn't the Master Zhenzhen who had an extraordinary vision, when his legs dug into the beach, he would have already collapsed from the shock. He might as well have seen the sight of the true nature of the world, eyes wide open, heart resolute and decisive.

"I'm sorry." Ceng Zimo lowered her head and said to Xu Qingmo. She finally understood, she was the one who made the unnecessary move, otherwise, Xu Qingmo would have been able to cure Wei Lao.

"Forget it, as long as you are a good person, send your blessings to the West. If there is a chance, I will teach you the method of regulating your breathing. As long as you practice every day, you will eventually force out the last bit of blood." Xu Qingmo said.

"Bam!" Wei Wuyan dropped to his knees and kowtowed deeply. To him, there was nothing more painful than having his body crippled, being unable to continue on the martial path. Now that Xu Qingmo had cured him completely, it was simply a blessing for him.

Xu Qingmo stood tall and straight, as if it was natural for him to receive this bow.

Ceng Zimo thought for a moment, then kneeled down and kowtowed as well. He was a bit hesitant, a bit hesitant, but he still said: "I'm willing to admit defeat, I'll kowtow to you, and acknowledge you as my master."

This time, Xu Qingmo indeed turned to the side, dodging Ceng Zimo's bow.

"Get up. There's no need. I won't take you in as my disciple."

"Why?" Ceng Zimo was slightly unwilling. What kind of status did he have to kneel down like that, and this fellow actually didn't kneel down and say something like that?

"Because you are not sincere." Xu Qingmo said.

"Hmph." Ceng Zimo snorted, she was only kneeling because he lost and did not want to go back on his words. He would be more than happy if she had to acknowledge a boy one or two years older than himself as his teacher.

But Ceng Zimo noticed that the Wei Lao kept giving him meaningful looks, as if he wanted to rush over and kowtow on his behalf.

"Then what if I am sincere?" Ceng Zimo thought for a while, then asked.

"I still won't accept it." Xu Qingmo said.

"Why?" Ceng Zimo was angry again.

"You are not worthy." Xu Qingmo said directly.

"You!" Ceng Zimo was so angry that he immediately stood up, "You dare say that to me?"

"How could I not dare?" Xu Qingmo looked at her.

"Do you believe that I'll call you uncle or not?" Ceng Zimo said angrily.

"Shut up!" The Wei Lao was enraged and glared at Ceng Zimo fiercely. He grabbed her arm and forced her to bow and apologize to him.

Xu Qingmo had lost all interest, and said indifferently: "It's already getting late, I'll teach you the method to adjust your breathing when I have time."

"Thank you, little mister." Wei Wuyan was extremely respectful.

Xu Qingmo turned and floated away, not bringing a trace of clouds with him.

"Wei Lao, why are you stopping me!" How to struggle free from Wei Wuyan's grasp.

"Miss Mo, be careful of what you say." Wei Lao said.

"Him? "At the very most, he can't possibly be as powerful as my uncle. At worst, I can ask uncle to send troops to deal with him and see if he has three heads and six arms." Ceng Zimo stared at Xu Qingmo's back in anger.

"An expert like the little mister is not someone that the ordinary spear teams can threaten. He is a character at the Master Zhenzhen level."

Ceng Zimo inhaled a breath of cold air. He did not know the rest, but she knew Master Zhenzhen's position and feared that he might not be able to match up to a well-trained army. However, his killing ability was extremely terrifying, even someone like his uncle would not dare to offend him.

Because as long as he did not kill Master Zhenzhen in a single strike, the revenge that Master Zhenzhen had hidden in the darkness would truly be terrifying.

No matter what, they did not want to be killed in their dreams, so no commander would be willing to completely offend the Master Zhenzhen.

For example, the two Grandmasters from before had fought on the surface of the sea and destroyed the boats that passed by. Many forces had suffered casualties, but none of them dared to step out and take responsibility for the Grandmaster fight.

"Is he a Zongshi?" Ceng Zimo was in disbelief.

"He is just a third-rate martial artist, the same as you. But in the future, he will definitely be the leader of all the masters in the world!" If third-rate Wei Lao could produce such a punch, then wouldn't he be invincible under the heavens if he became the Master Zhenzhen?

"He's that powerful?" Ceng Zimo covered his mouth as he exclaimed.

"Go back and tell the intelligence department that this Chen Qingyi has to be ranked as a grandmaster!" Wei Wuyan said, and then sighed, "Miss Mo, you just missed the biggest turning point in your life."

"What?" Ceng Zimo did not understand.

"Although he rejected you just now, he was willing to let you kneel and worship him because of that. Therefore, as long as you continue to pester him, I'm afraid that he will agree to it." Wei Wuyan said, "If you could take him as your master, your life would have completely soared, but sadly, you did not take advantage of the huge opportunity that was placed in front of you."

Wei Wuyan sighed for Ceng Zimo.