Chapter 182

Chen Yu stood up and walked slowly past. Behind his hands, he said calmly.

"You'd better start first..."

Mo Feng has been practicing martial arts for more than 30 years. He thinks his martial arts accomplishments are OK. He intended to let Chen Yu take the initiative first. After all, the other party is still a young man. Although the other party has strong power in his body, how can he, as an elder, not let the younger generation reason.

But when Chen Yu made this very contemptuous move, Mo Feng was a little upset. Even if he let himself move first, he wouldn't put his hands behind his back. This is the biggest insult to himself.

"Little brother, you are looking down on me..."

Mo Feng couldn't bear to look at Chen Yu. He had some humble eyes, and suddenly showed his unhappy eyes.

Chen Yu smiled faintly. "We just compete. There's no need to hurt you. I'm doing it for you."

This is crazy! Mo Feng was really surprised that he was so arrogant when he was young.

At this time, Fang Yi's heart was about to mention her voice. What the hell is Chen Yu doing? The other party is a very powerful person. Isn't he trying to die

Chen Yu's words made Mo Feng even more unhappy. Since he insisted on doing so, he can't blame his fists and feet for not having eyes.

"Little brother, it's not too early to say this big story. Since you insist on doing so, I'm not polite..."

Before the voice fell, Mo Feng was in the Dantian. He turned his palm with one hand and hit Chen Yu directly on the front chest

Mo Feng's internal strength is very strong. When this palm blows past, it drives the surrounding air into a strong airflow.

Behind Chen Yu's hands, he stood still. Chen Yu still praised Mo Feng's palm power. Mo Feng was just in his 40s. His internal strength was really powerful and could compete with Mo Lao's internal strength.

But even if Mo Feng's internal strength is incomparable, there is no threat to Chen Yu. Chen Yu is now the cultivation of the third floor of the foundation. At most, the inner strength of the other party can compare with the true Qi of the first floor of the foundation. Therefore, Chen Yu has no intention to fight back. He wants to be directly slapped with his body. In this way, Chen Yu can find out what the connection between Mo Feng and Mo Lao is.

Mo Feng's palm was as strong as lightning. When he saw that it was about to split in front of Chen Yu's chest, he suddenly stopped and took back one palm.

"Little brother, why are you doing this?"

Mo Feng asked helplessly.

Just now, I used five levels of skill when I took the palm, but when Mo Feng's palm was about to hit the other party's chest, I should meet or dodge according to the other party's ability, but the other party didn't move and didn't mean to dodge at all. It was too arrogant to do so.

If Mo Feng's palm hits an ordinary person, he will be killed on the spot. Even if the other person is a martial arts expert with deep internal strength, this palm is enough to cause him serious internal injury. Does this little brother despise his internal strength?

"Little brother, you look down on me too much."

Mo Feng stood still and frowned. He felt very angry about Chen Yu's move. Since it was a duel, he should take it seriously, but the young man didn't mean to fight back or dodge. He didn't look down on himself.

Chen Yu moved his shoulder and said faintly.

"I don't mean to look down on you. Come on..."

Mo Feng frowned slightly. He didn't understand Chen Yu's words, but he looked serious and didn't look down on himself. This may be the other party's move. It seems that he should be careful. If the other party has any hidden moves, he will suffer a loss.

Mo Feng feels that this little brother has a very strong power in his body, but this power is very different from the internal strength of the martial artist. It's better not to underestimate the enemy without knowing what strength the other party has.

"Then you're welcome... Take it..."

Mo Feng added another internal strength and continued to hit Chen Yu's chest. At this time, Chen Yu still didn't mean to dodge, and he didn't mean to be nervous at all.

When Mo Feng's attack was about to hit Chen Yu's chest, he also took precautions. In case it was the other party's trap, he might as well change his moves quickly.

What is this?

Mo Feng's single palm has reached the distance that the other party can't dodge, but the other party doesn't even respond a little. It doesn't mean to dodge at all.

Mo Feng frowned. Does this little brother want to catch this palm with his chest

At this time, it is impossible to stop. Mo Feng's palm hit Chen Yu's chest firmly.

"Bang..."

The strong palm power drove the air flow, shaking the table behind Chen Yu. A goblet on the table was also shattered.

"Chen Yu..."

The palm hit Chen Yu's chest firmly, and Fang Yi shouted with worry. Fang Yi's understanding of Chen Yu, this slap, he can completely avoid, but why did he do this? Isn't this suicide.

Fang Yi tightly covered her eyes with both hands. She didn't want to see Chen Yu spit blood and fall in a pool of blood. Chen Yu... It's all my fault. If I didn't come here for dinner, it wouldn't happen. It's all my fault... It's all my fault

Two lines of desperate tears flowed from the corner of Fang Yi's eyes and slowly dropped onto the table along the gap of her fingers.

After a strong wind subsided, Mo Feng was stunned. His single palm still stayed on Chen Yu's chest. At this time, he saw the scene in front of him as if it were fixed.

This... This is impossible

Chen Yu stood still and didn't move. He didn't care about his face. For him, it was like a child playing with himself.

After all, they had a simple duel, and Chen Yu also appreciated Mo Feng's personality, so Chen Yugen didn't mean to hurt him.

If it were someone else, Chen Yu would have bounced the other party off with his true Qi, and he couldn't give the other party any breathing opportunities at all.

"You don't seem to do your best..."

Chen Yu looked natural. Looking at Mo Feng who was stunned in front of him, he smiled faintly.

Mo Feng calmed down for a moment, quickly took back his single palm, frowned, and looked at the enigmatic Chen Yu in front of him.

This young man is too strong. Although his palm only uses five layers of internal strength, if it hits the other party's chest, it is enough to make an expert vomit blood on the spot and suffer a great internal injury.

Looking at the intact Chen Yu in front of him, Mo Feng can't stand it. Although he can't compare with the experts in the hidden door, he is not an ordinary person. If he admits defeat so easily, it would be a shame.

At this time, Fang Yi slowly released her hands. When she saw that Chen Yu was unharmed, the whole person was stunned, and even some couldn't believe her eyes.

This... What the hell is going on? Chen Yu has nothing... He really has nothing

Fang Yi wiped the tears around her eyes. She was very excited and looked at Chen Yu, who was very indifferent. A warm current immediately poured all over her body.

Mo Feng took a deep breath. For a person who is obsessed with martial arts, it would be a disappointment if he didn't distinguish the victory from the defeat.

Although this palm goes on, the other party is unharmed, but after all, I haven't done my best. In this case, I should take it seriously.

"Little brother, it's really unpredictable. Next, I'll try my best. You should be careful..."

Chen Yu smiled faintly, "give me your palm. If I move, even if I lose..."

Chen Yu doesn't mean to despise the other party, but he wants to use this method to annoy the other party. If it makes him angry, the other party will do his best.

At this time, Mo Feng was completely angered by Chen Yu's words. Since the little brother said so, he had to do his best. The victory or defeat was in this palm. If the young man could catch the next palm, he would be convinced to lose.

"OK, little brother. Then take the move..."

Mo Feng took a firm horse step and was lucky. A strong air flow suddenly appeared around him, and then the air flow around him condensed on his palm.

How strong

Fang Yi looked at the changes around Mo Feng and couldn't help locking her eyebrows again.

The last slap hit Chen Yu. Although Chen Yu was unharmed, maybe the other party didn't do his best with Ben, but this slap was terrible. If Chen Yu dodged and carried it hard, he would be seriously injured.

Fang Yi shouted anxiously, "Chen Yu, be careful..."

Just as Fang Yi's voice fell, Mo Feng's eyes stood and his palm came out in an instant.

At this time, Chen Yu still didn't mean to dodge. Behind his hands, he still looked indifferent.

If Mo Feng goes out, he can't take it back at all. Although he wants to win, it's just a competition after all. It's not good if he hurts others' lives.

Mo Feng is very confident in his palm. If the other party still doesn't dodge, it's hard to do.

At this time, Mo Feng hopes that the other party can fight back or avoid his palm.

What does this little brother want to do? Why doesn't he mean to dodge?

Mo Feng's palm was about to hit Chen Yu on the chest, but he still didn't mean to dodge, which made Mo Feng helpless and angry.

In that case, don't blame me

Mo Feng's eyes were condensed, and his palm power was like a tornado. He cut it hard.

"Bang..."

When Mo Feng's palm hit Chen Yu's chest, a loud noise came out, and then the whole private room trembled.

There should be results this time

Mo Feng secretly thought that although the strength in the other party's body is strong, his palm has used all his internal strength. Even if he can't shock the other party, it's enough to seriously hurt the other party.

In the next second, Mo Feng was shocked and completely speechless by the next thing. Chen Yu was still standing in front of him unharmed. The palm just now didn't hurt him at all.

This... Who the hell is this? It's so strong. With the strength of this smelly boy, even the experts in the hidden people don't necessarily have his strong power. It's incredible.

Whether to admit defeat or continue the attack? Mo Feng hesitated at this time, because the other party's ability was too strong, and his internal strength could not compete with him. However, if he admitted defeat now, it would not be his character. He had practiced martial arts for many years, and admitting defeat was not his style. When he once competed with an ancient martial arts master, he was beaten and bleeding, and he did not admit defeat, At this time, the other party has not made any moves, but just caught his palm power. Although his internal power is not as good as others, martial arts win by skillfully. Even if the other party's internal strength is several times stronger than himself, in the end, not necessarily who can win