Hong Xingwen suddenly stood up!
His eyes were fixed on the stage. What was going on? Mo Zongmao was actually no match for Chen Jin Chao?
No one would believe it if he said it!
But that was the reality, and Hong Xingwen had no choice but to believe it. He had thought Mo Zongmao was feigning weakness before, but now it seemed his strength was truly inferior to Chen Jin Chao. Gritting his teeth, he shouted at the fallen Mo Zongmao, "Old Mo, if you really can't continue, you can surrender!"
Living was more important than anything else!
Ning Fei's expression was grim, clearly not expecting this outcome.
The spectators complained that Chen Jin Chao had disguised his abilities too well before, making him inscrutable. As a result, many had bet on him to lose.
"Damn it, he's a real trickster! I bet a million on Mo Zongmao, and I actually lost!"
"You can't blame Chen Jin Chao. This is a life-or-death situation, who wouldn't want to survive! If you ask me, it's all Mo Zongmao's fault, the idiot. Not only is he incapable, but he also put on an act of being invincible, dragging everyone down!"
"That's true..."
Tao Qiyue, sitting in the crowd, looked excited, not because she had won her bet, but because Chen Jin Chao was about to win, finally putting her worried heart at ease.
"That's great..." she murmured to herself.
"I knew you wouldn't disappoint me."
Besides the spectators who bet on Mo Zongmao to win, the Yu brothers were the most frustrated. They had been eagerly anticipating seeing Chen Jin Chao being trampled underfoot, but reality had slapped them in the face, making them feel as if they had eaten excrement.
Bang!
Yu Zhengzhi slammed the table, "What trash is this? They couldn't even block one punch from Chen Jin Chao. They're the worst of the worst."
Yu Botao's mouth twitched, and he grumbled irritably, "Exactly. We placed so much hope in him, it would have been better if we hadn't had any hope at all."
The two fell silent for a moment.
"That's right, there's no need for us to get so angry. Since Ning Fei is also there, it means Ning Fei is planning something big this time and won't let Chen Jin Chao return alive," Yu Botao said after calming down.
Yu Zhengzhi nodded, "Let's hope so..."
Now, the two could do nothing but wait quietly for good news to arrive.
On the cruise ship, the martial arts competition continued.
Mo Zongmao did not surrender. He got up from the ground, wiped the blood from his lips, and stared intently at Chen Jin Chao. "Your strength has exceeded my expectations. If I'm not mistaken, you must be close to A-class, right?"
Chen Jin Chao remained silent.
Mo Zongmao glanced back at Hong Xingwen, signaling him to rest assured that he still had the strength to face Chen Jin Chao and might not lose.
He said to Chen Jin Chao, "Heh, your strength is indeed very formidable. The me just now wasn't my strongest. You are honored to have forced out my most powerful self."
"Again!"
As Mo Zongmao let out this low roar, everyone clearly saw his muscles swell at a visible speed, as if they were being inflated.
Guan Hong exclaimed, "This is a sign of breaking through physical limits. This guy is not far from A-class. Chen Shao will probably have to go all out now."
Mo Zongmao laughed heartily, "I am about to step into A-class. Today, I will take your head to help me achieve it!"
Engaging Chen Jin Chao again, Mo Zongmao's speed and strength were significantly greater than before. Even the spectators felt waves of terrifying pressure.
"This is quasi-A-class..." someone muttered in shock.
Hong Xingwen smiled, thinking that Chen Jin Chao was doomed this time.
As for Ning Fei, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was best to kill Chen Jin Chao without having to draw his gun, thus avoiding a massacre on the cruise ship.
On the stage.
The force of the punches whistled like the wind.
Every punch Mo Zongmao threw felt like a blow to the heart.
Facing the fierce Mo Zongmao, Chen Jin Chao secretly shook his head and said, "This is what you call quasi-A-class? You are still a long way from A-class. In front of a true A-class, you are a joke."
As his words fell.
Mo Zongmao was enraged and threw a punch towards Chen Jin Chao's chest.
Chen Jin Chao, not interested in continuing this playful fight with Mo Zongmao, raised his palm to block the punch. Mo Zongmao sneered at this, thinking Chen Jin Chao was too arrogant. How could his palm block his punch?
Chen Jin Chao's arm would likely suffer a stress fracture.
Bang!
As fist and palm met, the scene Mo Zongmao envisioned did not occur. Instead, it felt like punching a steel plate.
Intense pain instantly spread through his body, almost making his scalp explode.
Mo Zongmao instinctively tried to retract his fist, but it was tightly clenched by Chen Jin Chao, making it impossible to pull back. Mo Zongmao's expression changed drastically again, as if he were trapped by iron pincers!
How was this possible?
Chen Jin Chao exerted force with his palm, dislocating Mo Zongmao's wrist, causing him to grimace in pain.
At the same time, Chen Jin Chao's other fist landed, hitting Mo Zongmao squarely in the abdomen, causing his stomach to cramp and almost spewing out his internal organs.
One, two, three...
Each blow caused Mo Zongmao unbearable pain, making him cry out in misery.
Mo Zongmao looked up into Chen Jin Chao's eyes and found them filled with indifference and killing intent, making his hair stand on end. He had never seen such unfeeling eyes.
They were almost inhuman.
His Adam's apple bobbed as he realized he was no match for Chen Jin Chao. If he didn't surrender, he would die!
"I surr..."
Before the last word could be uttered, Chen Jin Chao raised his hand and punched Mo Zongmao in the mouth! Several teeth fell out, and Mo Zongmao was forced to swallow them. He couldn't even care about that now; he just wanted to finish saying the three words!
Another punch fell, Chen Jin Chao showing no mercy.
Mo Zongmao's head spun, his consciousness becoming hazy. However, he knew that if he didn't surrender, he would die here!
"I..."
Mo Zongmao tried again.
Chen Jin Chao naturally wouldn't let him say those three words. After Liao Jie killed Zhang Cheng, they should have realized this outcome would await them. He directly grabbed Mo Zongmao by the throat, leaving him only able to make 'ugh ugh ugh' sounds.
Seeing the situation turn for the worse, Hong Xingwen immediately shouted at the female host, "My side surrenders! Tell Chen Jin Chao to stop!"
Mo Zongmao was already a quasi-A-class expert. If he could become a true A-class in the future, Qian Men's overall strength would greatly improve, and establishing a foothold in Jiangnan would not be difficult.
If Mo Zongmao died here, he would have no way to explain it to his father!
The female host reacted immediately, holding the microphone and saying to Chen Jin Chao, "Mo Zongmao's side has surrendered. According to the rules, you are not allowed to continue fighting, otherwise, it will be considered a provocation to us, the organizers!"
As these words were spoken, the entire deck fell into silence, and eyes revealed surprise.
Isn't this bullying the honest people?!