As Zhan Bingxue received the news, soon two beautiful waitresses walked towards the small bar with a man and a woman.

Chu Mo looked at the two of them and found that one of them was a middle-aged man with a bearded face, and the other one was a young girl with a decade of age.

According to the data investigated by Chu Mo before, the middle-aged man should be Yu Le, who sells the system props Xinyu. As for the woman behind him, it is Yu Le's only daughter, Yu Wenjing.

Even now, Chu Mo still can't understand the true identity of the man in front of him. Did he accidentally get the system props or was still owned by a hidden system.

If it is the former, then the other party is naturally not worthy of evidence, but if it is the latter...

The appearance of another system owner shows that in this world, one is not the only one who owns the system, but is an existence that can be on par with oneself for convenience.

Just as Chu Mo looked at the father and daughter in front of him, the other party was also observing him curiously. Then, the middle-aged man came to Chu Mo in two steps. He suddenly smiled and his white teeth made him look extremely gloomy.

"Mr. Chu, right? I have long admired Daming."

After the man finished speaking, he suddenly stepped forward again and took a slow step.

One step, the advancement was just one step, and the entire floor suddenly made a dull sound, as if it was an earthquake. The entire floor of Tianxiangyuan Hotel, which was a hundred floors, trembled slightly for a moment. Just as several female servants behind Chu Mo showed a look of horror, the middle-aged man took steps again with a calm face and walked towards the bar counter.

When the other party arrived at the bar and picked up a bottle of top-quality brandy on his own, Chu Mo's gaze was on the footprints that the other party had just stepped on.

I saw that the other party had just stepped out, and a three-finger-deep footprint appeared clearly on the ground of the originally hard DL city.

How much force does it take to leave such footprints on the hard ground and even make the entire building slightly shake.

If the power contained in this kick is kicked on an ordinary person, it will probably knock the opponent away directly. At least, a warrior who is a master at the right time will not have such terrifying strength at all.

In other words, the middle-aged man who looks sloppy in front of him, even if he is not a system owner, he is at least a strong man above the master level and cannot be overlooked.

Chu Mo's gaze swept across the girl beside him, and soon withdrew his gaze. He turned around to the bar, sat gently beside the middle-aged man, and then smiled and said:

"Brother Yu, I have something, please give me a palm."

After a faint words fell, Chu Mo waved his hand gently. The next moment, a female servant carefully presented an exquisite wooden box. As Chu Mo nodded slightly, the female servant gently opened the wooden box, and suddenly a strange fragrance came to her nose.

Chu Mo's eyes kept staring at the middle-aged man in front of him, trying to detect some information from the other person's expression.

What puzzled him was that when he saw a fairy fruit in front of him, the middle-aged man showed no other performance except sniffing his nose. However, Yu Wenjing, the girl behind the man, suddenly let out a small scream.

When Chu Mo saw the reactions of the father and daughter in front of him, he was a little confused about their true identities for a moment.

The middle-aged man's fingers had even touched the immortal fruit, but his wrist was caught, but he could not move forward at all.

At this moment, the middle-aged man with a mouth full of alcohol glanced at the thunder that appeared out of thin air. His eyes widened, like a Tongling, and then the middle-aged man with an impatient expression on his face said in a deep voice:

"court death!"

After the words fell, a trace of violence flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. His left hand, which was originally holding the bottle, suddenly clenched his fist, and then used all his strength to bombard the Thunder facade with one punch.

The middle-aged man had a terrifying force on his fist, and the strong wind even made a painful blow on his face. Although the man's fist did not contain any breath, the air had been torn apart with just the fist itself. The huge sound waves, with a terrifying aura like a sea of ​​terrifying momentum, instantly smashed towards Thunder's face.

This punch has surpassed the limits of human beings.

His whole body was immediately wrapped in a faint innate true energy. At this moment, Thunder Ting was also fully powerful. He also swung his fist with this innate true energy and then collided with the other party.

The next moment, Thunder, who had the strength of a peak-level primary master, was like a kite with a broken string, and was instantly blown away by extremely terrifying power. However, Thunder, the right hand that was originally holding the other party's wrist, was instantly grabbed by the other party's backhand. Thunder, who had been blown away by a punch, was pulled back by the other party's arm.

In Thunder's incredible expression, the middle-aged man's iron-like fist hit again. Thunder, who knew he was unable to defeat, broke free from his right hand, but he had an iron fist that could never be broken free. Thunder, who knew he could not avoid, could only stretch out his left arm to block in front of him.

In an instant, a terrifying fist fell on his body again.

This time, a clear sound of fractures came into the eardrums. At this time, the man, who was 1.9 meters tall, was knocked away for several meters. After hitting a series of tables, chairs and benches behind him, Thunder, whose left arm was already weak, stopped and retreated.

Two punches.

There is still no fluctuation of spiritual power or innate true energy. He just relies on the power of his body to destroy a great master like two fists.

Such terrifying physical strength may not be able to be achieved even by Tianya.

The middle-aged man's last punch was too terrifying. A man as powerful as thunder was directly flying for more than ten meters away. After smashing many tables, chairs and benches, he still hit the stone pillar behind him deeply, and then he barely stopped.

The entire bar was punched by a man. Under the terrifying intimidation of the man, the four stunning maids around him were each filled with a strong look of fear.

Thunder, who was leaning against the stone pillar behind him, stood up again. He gently moved his broken left arm and found that his entire left arm had completely lost consciousness. Even the meridians on his arm were interrupted, so he could only give up the idea of ​​using his left arm.

The only moveable right hand clenched his fist tightly. At this moment, Thunder looked solemn. He had not encountered such a passionate battle for a long time. In the past, the people he met were either too strong or too weak. It was the first time that Thunder saw an opponent who was purely relying on his body. Although he knew he was unable to defeat him, he had no idea of ​​losing his mind. As a martial arts fanatic, Thunder's fighting spirit was unprecedentedly powerful.

The man in front of the bar obviously didn't take Thunder in his eyes. He sniffed again, and then once again looked at the fairy fruit that was emitting an attractive fragrance in front of him.

After swallowing his saliva gently, the middle-aged man reached out toward the immortal fruit again.

But this time, what greeted him was not the thunder that was angry, but the fruit in front of him seemed like magic. The moment the man's finger was about to touch, the fruit disappeared out of thin air.

In the middle-aged man's wide eyes, the immortal fruit had already flew to the thunder. Then, before the big man got angry, Chu Mo, who looked calm, finally spoke slowly:

"Thunder, you retreat first. This immortal fruit belongs to you. After taking the immortal fruit, heal well and make every effort to break through."

Thunder, who was originally in a fight, looked at Chu Mo with faint eyes again, and his whole body immediately became extremely respectful. His left hand had been ruined, so he could only take over the immortal fruit with his right hand, and then bowed deeply to Chu Mo and said extremely seriously:

"Thank you Mr. Chu for your kindness!"

Previously, Lei Ting saw Tianya with his own eyes. Wu Youyou and Qin Lan took three fairy fruits. Not to mention that little girl Wu Youyou. When Tianya and Qin Lan took the fairy fruits, their strength soared.

Especially Qin Lan, who had just taken a Tian Ling Pill before, took the fairy fruit again this time, broke through the bottleneck and reached the superior master. Moreover, there was still a lot of spiritual power left in her body. If Qin Lan completely refines the spiritual power in her body, her strength may be further.

As a martial arts fanatic, what Lei Ting cares most about is his strength. How could he not want to get the immortal fruit that can allow him to advance.

But Chu Mo didn't give it to him before, so he naturally couldn't take the initiative to ask for it. Now Chu Mo personally rewarded him with a fairy fruit. Although he looked dull on the outside, Lei Ting's heart was extremely excited at this moment.

At this time, just as Thunder began to take the Immortal Fruit, Chu Mo, who had already activated the invincible skill for a minute, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.

He breathed gently, then said with a smile on his lips:

"Mr. Yu Le, my subordinates are ignorant, so let me come and have fun with you."

With the system skills enabled, Chu Mo is an invincible existence in this world. Even a real god-level master as powerful as the ancestor of the Xue family, Chu Mo can beat the other party up. As for the man in front of him, Chu Mo didn't believe that he could rely solely on his physical strength that he could be strong enough to fight against himself.

Chu Mo knew that the other party liked to use brute force, so he should use pure power to convince the other party.

So, there was no fancy move. At this moment, Chu Mo also gently stretched out his right hand.

The moment when the right hand clenched his fist, the power of the law began to condense on the fist, and at the same time, an unparalleled terrifying pressure began to appear on Chu Mo.

This is the power of the field.

The middle-aged man who was originally full of arrogance in front of him finally had a serious look on his face.

However, he did not give the other party a chance to react at all, and Chu Mo swung his seemingly light punch at will.
Chapter completed!