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When Li Beimu heard this, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

He finally understood why Tu Lu dared to let his son confront Chu Shang's son so confidently.

It turned out that his son Tu Miao had grown into a god-level powerhouse in this short period of time.

What's more, when Tu Miao confronted Li Beimu, did he hide his strength?

After listening to Tu Lu's words, Li Beimu's expression became complicated. He stared at Tu Lu deeply and asked, "It seems that you are still very confident about this battle tonight?"

"Confidence can't be talked about." Tu Lu breathed out a foul breath and took a cigarette. "But I know that even if my son loses to Chu He, he won't lose too ugly. He wants to win, but he won't win easily."

Li Beimu heard the words and roughly understood the subtext of Tu Lu's words.

in case.

If Tu Miao really loses in the end.

He Chu He will also pay a heavy price.

As for what the price is, Li Beimu can't give an answer.

But in Tu Lu's mind, perhaps he already had counts.

Moreover, this was only the price of losing to Chu He.

Who said he would definitely lose to Chu He if he killed him?

Boom!

The sky suddenly thundered.

In an instant, thunder and lightning flashed.

The pouring rain poured down.

Li Beimu wiped off the raindrops on his face and walked to the pavilion beside him: "Go and hide for a while."

"No need." Tu Lu shook his head, standing tall and straight in the heavy rain.

The look in his eyes is indescribably sharp.

The heavy rain seemed to be noisy.

But it can make Tu Lu's heart get enough peace.

He was thinking about the whole thing.

Including the future.

Old Xue is indeed his benefactor.

This is beyond doubt.

In his whole life, he also dedicated everything to Xue Lao.

Xue Lao needs a low-key, peak power who does not fight for fame and fortune.

So Tu Lu didn't even participate in the martial arts conference that year.

It didn't even make a name for it.

He endured it.

Also silently followed Xu Lao's wishes.

Over the years, he has been dormant.

He put all his hard work on his son Tu Miao.

He hoped that his son could fulfill his wish of the year on his behalf.

He hopes that his son can become the first person in martial arts!

At least the first person in the younger generation!

The appearance of Chu He taught Tu Lu a lesson.

It also gave him a great blow.

He was not sure whether his son could fulfill his wish.

He was even more uncertain whether his son tonight would defeat Chu He.

His life plan has undergone huge twists and turns.

His expectations for the future have also changed drastically.

He was desperate and disturbed.

His heart is restless.

He needs to be calm.

Need to be rational.

This heavy rain was enough to extinguish the restlessness in his heart.

He needs to be absolutely rational.

Because tonight this duel between the young and powerful, he cannot interfere.

He must bear any result.

And think about the way forward and how to go.

When Li Beimu lit a cigarette and sat in the pavilion looking at the deer slaughter.

His heart sank slightly.

He felt a monstrous hostility, released from Tu Lu's body.

It was a hostility that even the pouring rain couldn't hide.

It was like a fierce beast crawling out of hell, exuding death in the world.

In Li Beimu's body, he also felt an unprecedented agitation.

He was under the pavilion.

But for a moment, there was ecstasy in my heart.

He knew that this man who had absolute status and strength even among the older generation of strong men was worthy of attention. It is also enough to make people look up.

If he ran away.

Li Beimu could not imagine what would happen inside this red wall.

...

Hum!

The knife in Chu He's hand.

It's sharp, and it's calm.

Like a Taishan mountain, it came with a bang.

To a certain extent, he has stabilized Tu Miao.

And this also meant that Chu He had already taken advantage of this unprecedented battle.

It will take some time to turn the advantage into victory. But it does not take long.

Chu He had absolute confidence in his own strength.

If he didn't have this strength, his father would not let him go out of the mountain and let him return to China and return to China.

The knife in his hand, like death's sickle, struck Tu Miao calmly and powerfully.

It's such an understatement.

Just so effortlessly.

It seemed that Tu Miao's life was about to be harvested.

But just when Tu Miao was completely enveloped by the power of this knife.

Tu Miao's body has disappeared out of thin air!

A dark breath that was like purgatory burst out with a bang.

A voice that seemed to come from above the nine heavens rang in Chu He's ears.

"Who said. Only you are God-level?"

This voice is exactly Tu Miao's!

His questioning is like a **** descending to the earth.

Throwing sound!

The sound exploded in my ears.

Ling Chuhe couldn't help but let out a puzzled geological question: "Huh?"

Turns out that Tu Miao is already a **** level?

Chu He carefully experienced this familiar and unfamiliar aura.

In just a moment, Tu Miao seemed to have undergone a qualitative change.

His voice.

The aura that exudes from his whole body.

Including his almost terrifying coercion.

Chu He could feel it clearly.

The former Tu Miao, the former Tu Miao, have been hiding his strength!

He even believed that the battle between Tu Miao and Li Beimu.

He definitely concealed something too!

He did not show absolute strength!

Otherwise, how could Tu Miao advance to a god-level powerhouse in such a short time?

Chu He glanced at Tu Miao indifferently, and opened his thin lips slightly, "The world of martial arts, I don't think it needs to be intriguing."

"There is no intrigue." Tu Miao said indifferently. "It's just hiding strength."

The voice just fell.

A murderous air spread all over the audience.

Tu Miao suddenly came behind Chu He.

boom!

He stretched out his hand and patted Chu He on the back.

Flop!

An understatement.

A blow effortlessly.

A blow with god-level strength.

Hit Chu River.

Chu He was also hit hard.

Chu He's body staggered a few steps.

Blood spilled from his mouth.

Even the handsome face turned pale in an instant.

He shook his eyes slightly, looked back, and glanced at Tu Miao: "You are still intrigue."

After that, he shook his head, and said in a flat voice: "It's not pure."

"Not pure at all."

"Budo has always been a pure thing."

"When you are calculating me~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In the end, you are actually calculating yourself."

The voice just fell.

Chu River moved.

Since Tu Miao didn't use the knife anymore.

He also put down the blade in his hand.

Turned around.

He took a step.

His hand stretched out to Chu River so casually and naturally.

In an instant, it was like a mountain river broken!

All of a sudden, a breath of wind, dense and sharp, swept Tu Miao.

Dark clouds overwhelmed the city.

The sun and the moon are dull!