Immortality Cultivation Era

Chapter 117 Hiding Flowers in the Sleeve

Chapter 117 Hiding Flowers in the Sleeve

To fight in the room of a hotel is disadvantageous to Gao Ge. After all, he is good at the Ghost-like Steps, but he cannot use it in such a small place. The room is too small, which is a restricted condition for him.

Compared with Gao Ge, Shen Mo is in the ascendant. He is adept at boxing and kicking. Moreover, his moves are strong and forceful. He is quite similar to Chu Jie who competed with Gao Ge in the training field before, except that Chu Jie uses weapons while Shen Mo doesn’t.

Gao Ge can’t help doubting whether they are in the same class.

“Hmm?” Noticing Gao Ge suddenly changes his moves from sheer Thunder Fist to the moves coupling hardness with softness, Shen Mo becomes hesitant, making him punched by Gao Ge. He can’t help taking a few steps back. Even though he stands firmly, his facial expression is changed anyway.

“What fist is this?”

Gao Ge grins and says nothing, striking at Shen Mo again.

Reality is not TV drama. Gao Ge won’t leak out his moves randomly. Although there won’t be any problem even if he says, what if Shen Mo happens to know the way to crack Taijiquan?

Thus, it is unworthy to leak it out if he is only trying to play fronting.

The exquisite essence of Taijiquan lies in two words–hardness, softness.

These are actually two completely different methods on the opposite side, but Taijiquan can integrate them perfectly.

When Gao Ge found out the exquisite essence of Taijiquan during the learning process, he couldn’t help saying that whoever created the fist method must be a divine master.

When hardness dominates, every move feels forceful enough to tear apart the sky and crack the earth; every act appears as heavy as Mount Tai falls upon; every strike is just as violent as howling wind and torrential rain.

When softness dominates, every move feels like water flowing out in a trickle; every act appears as light as drizzling rain, which is quiet and peaceful.

In terms of Gao Ge’s current capability, he can’t give full play to the power of Taijiquan, but with the help of his power of stars, he is still confident to defeat Shen Mo in front of him.

They fight against each other with punches and fists. Gao Ge acts flexibly, sometimes fast and sometimes slowly.

This is not what Shen Mo wants to see. Yet, faced with Gao Ge’s Taijiquan, he can’t find any cracking method for that. Thus, he has no choice but to be harnessed by Gao Ge.

Watching Gao Ge and Shen Mo fighting, Mo Ran, who keeps silent for a while, can’t help speaking.

He pouts at Wang Zhe, “It’s normal for me to just stand aside. How come you are also sitting there?”

Wang Zhe snorts, “It’s none of your business!”

He is smart anyway, knowing if he goes forward now, he must be kicked back. In this case, he may as well stand aside and wait for their competition to end. If he is lucky, Gao Ge will be defeated by Shen Mo; if he is unlucky, Gao Ge will beat Shen Mo and end up getting injured. By then, it won’t be any problem for him to give a last strike on Gao Ge.

If he is extremely unlucky, Gao Ge may not be injured at all after killing Shen Mo. In that case, he can kneel down to beg for mercy, maybe Gao Ge will still spare his life?

With an all-round plan in mind, he looks rather calm and peaceful.

Shen Mo glimpses at him and gets so furious. While handling Gao Ge who is like a sticky worm, he yells at Wang Zhe, “Wang Zhe, you idiot! Now that Mo Ran is right in front of you, why don’t you kill him?”

Hearing that, Wang Zhe shivers with shock. He comes to his senses immediately and looks at Mo Ran with ferocious eyes.

“They are both quite capable but you, honestly speaking, you can’t beat me.” Mo Ran says frankly.

Wang Zhe says with a sneer, “We’ll find it out.”

After saying that, he goes at Mo Ran.

Mo Ran unsheathes his sword. As the sword glitters, a gust of sword wind is generated to blow Wang Zhe away.

“I have told you, you can’t beat me.” Mo Ran says with a cold face, “It seems that you are not a good person. Therefore, you must die.”

Wang Zhe is in a cold sweat.

The murderous intent that Mo Ran gives off has brought great psychological pressure on him.

The sword swishes.

Mo Ran runs forward for a few steps and whips the sword.

Wang Zhe hurries to retreat, thus avoiding the attack luckily.

Mo Ran shouts and raises his sword again to strike at Wang Zhe.

Wang Zhe wants to run away but due to the limited space, he runs behind Gao Ge without even noticing.

As if he has a pair of eyes on the back side of his head, Gao Ge kicks backwards in the back of Wang Zhe.

Wang Zhe screams and goes forward. It happens that Mo Ran draws the sword, so the sword just pierces through Wang Zhe.

The blood keeps streaming out, but the bright blade is not stained at all.

It is still as bright as a mirror.

The smell of blood rapidly spreads.

Wang Zhe’s face suddenly becomes pale while blood goes across his lip corner, which looks quite sticky. His eyes are not filled with much fear anymore because they are completely brimming with despair. He knows that under such circumstance, he can never survive.

Mo Ran withdraws the sword, poker-faced. It’s not the first time that he has killed people, so he can remain unruffled and calm to do this.

Mo Ran turns around to see Shen Mo who has fallen into the state of madness. He can’t help frowning and is lost in thought.

As to what he is thinking about now, Gao Ge doesn’t know it or have the energy to guess.

Perhaps stimulated by Wang Zhe’s death, Shen Mo becomes extremely fierce. As if he has taken the Strength Pill, he starts to chase after Gao Ge in a desperate way.

Gao Ge copes with Shen Mo while frowning. Meanwhile, he is looking for an opportunity to kill him with one strike.

Wang Zhe is dead.

It makes Gao Ge quite relieved.

Although Wang Zhe’s capability was not worth mentioning, he was Gao Ge’s opponent anyway. With him standing aside, no one knows when he would come forward to make trouble for Gao Ge. Thus, while dealing with Shen Mo, Gao Ge had to beware of Wang Zhe.

In a flash.

Gao Ge’s fist and Shen Mo’s are bumped against each other.

Both of them take a few steps back.

“I underestimated you before.” Shen Mo says with a sullen face, “You are capable indeed.”

Gao Ge doesn’t speak and hurries to think about a solution.

Suddenly, just like a shooting feather arrow, Shen Mo comes forward at an extremely fast speed. When he throws a punch, Gao Ge reacts at it rapidly. Unexpectedly, Shen Mo switches his move. He opens his fist and subsequently, a dagger flies out of his sleeve, which happens to drop on his palm. Now he is holding a dagger.

Faced with Shen Mo’s changed move, Gao Ge is unprepared. The attack is out of his expectation.

From Shen Mo’s face, Gao Ge sees his ferociousness.

Apparently, Shen Mo has prepared this for a long time in order to attack him off his guard.

Anyone else would be caught unprepared at the moment.

Gao Ge is right.

Shen Mo names this move as Hiding Flowers in the Sleeve. Dirty as it is...

He has killed dozens of people with this move.

Killing people is like this. It’s not about fairness but who can knock down the opponent by surprise!