Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

Looking at Ling Er who was bleeding profusely from the corner of his mouth that was suppressed by Xu Zhilei, Yuezheng Hanrui said.    

Chu Mo nodded, and said: "That's right. No matter what angle we look at it from, Ling Er is inferior to Xu Zhilei. It's normal for him to be suppressed."    

Yuezheng Hanrui sighed: "I never thought that Xu Zhilei would suddenly go overboard and help Rong Aolin's side, it is truly unexpected."    

Chu Mo curled his lips and said: "Even though there were some surprises, it's actually within my expectations."    

Yuezheng Hanrui was slightly stunned, and said: "Oh? "Why do you say that?"    

Chu Mo said: "All this while, the Rong Aolin siblings have always been too calm and collected, as if they had already planned this beforehand. However, just with Rong Aolin and Rong Aoxin alone, it was impossible for them to be so confident. I had originally thought that Rong Aolin had probably planned for the next move, but never would I have thought that Xu Zhilei would actually go overboard. "    

Yuezheng Hanrui nodded and said: "Actually this is not bad too!"    

Chu Mo did not understand, and asked: "Where did you get that?"    

Yuezheng Hanrui said: This way, Rong Aolin's side's overall strength will increase, and will gradually become equal to Mo Qianqian's group. If both sides were to fight, it will definitely result in a mutual destruction, and at that time, we can take advantage of this opportunity to subdue the Crape Myrtle Emperor Flame.    

Chu Mo touched his lips, his brows knitted slightly, and sighed: "I'm afraid the situation isn't as simple as we thought!"    

Yuezheng Hanrui was slightly taken aback, and asked: "What other accidents do you think will happen?"    

Chu Mo sighed, and said: "Although I do not wish for it to be like this, but the situation right now has become too complicated, and it is truly difficult to predict."    

Yuezheng Hanrui asked: "Then what do we do now?"    

Chu Mo thought for a while, then said: "I've decided to help the little miss win this match!"    

"Hmm?"    

Hearing that, Yuezheng Hanrui was startled, but after that he understood, and said: "Sound transmission?"    

Chu Mo nodded, and said: "That's right!"    

Yuezheng Hanrui said: "It's not quite possible!"    

Chu Mo raised his eyebrows and asked: "Why is it impossible?"    

Yuezheng Hanrui said: "At this point, the little miss's opponent is no longer Rong Aoxin, but Xu Zhilei, whose battle experience is even richer and his strength is more tyrannical. Adding his lightning attribute Spiritual Energy, the difference between the two of us is just too big, no matter how you teach me, she won't be able to win."    

Chu Mo shook her head and said: "Ling Er's strength is enough, she just doesn't know how to use it!"    

Yuezheng Hanrui thought for a while, then said: "Even if you can help the little miss win this match, what use would it be?"    

Chu Mo said: "I want to force both sides who have already been determined to come out. I would actually like to see what kind of faction the eight people in the arena are."    

Yuezheng Hanrui understood and asked, "And then?"    

"Then, act according to the circumstances!"    

Chu Mo casually replied, and then did not say anymore, as he once again looked towards the arena.    

At this time, Ling Er and Xu Zhilei was still competing with Spiritual Energy, but Ling Er's situation was getting worse and worse. The blood at the corner of his mouth was spurting out more and more, continuously dripping down, staining his entire front lapel red.    

However, Ling Er was still holding on bitterly, as if this was what she should do the most.    

Little did he know that Ling Er had long ago become extremely anxious, and was praying non-stop, "Transmitter, quickly show yourself. Ling Er really doesn't know how to respond."    

The anxious Ling Er was so anxious that she was about to cry!    

She had already realized the huge gap between her and Xu Zhilei, if not for the fact that she was looking forward to the appearance of Transmitter, she would have already lost her confidence to continue fighting.    

"Little girl, do you miss me?"    

Just as Ling Er was burning with anxiety, that familiar sound transmission suddenly sounded in her heart, and it was even a bit teasing.    

Upon hearing the sound transmission, Ling Er became indescribably excited, and nodded continuously. His eyes were even filled with mist.    

Chu Mo sent a sound transmission to her, "Little miss, don't cry, or you won't look good anymore."    

Hearing that, Ling Er immediately smiled through his tears, and replied back with a sound transmission, "Senior, who are you?"    

Chu Mo sent a sound transmission to him, "I am not a Senior, if you really want to call me that, you can call me big bro!"    

"Okay, brother, do you want to come out and help me? Ling Er can barely hold on anymore! "    

Ling Er was very straightforward, even somewhat naive. He actually called someone whom he had never met his brother before.