Xu Mo moved nimbly and dodged to the side.
His movements were light and agile, like a nimble cheetah.
He dodged the punch easily.
Moore's punch missed and didn't even touch Xu Mo's hair.
The fist whizzed past, but failed to cause any effect on Xu Mo.
"What?!"
Moore's face turned pale in an instant, as if covered by frost.
His pupils also dilated slightly, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
This sudden change caught him completely off guard.
"No, can this be hidden?" This scene was completely beyond his expectations.
His heart was deeply shaken and his thoughts were in chaos.
The other people in the camp were also shocked by how Xu Mo dodged Mor.
Their eyes widened and their faces were full of surprise.
It was as if I had seen an incredible miracle.
Glenn, who was watching from the side, looked at Morales beside him with astonishment and said:
"Did you see clearly how Xu Mo dodged Moore's straight punch just now?"
His eyes were full of curiosity, eager for answers.
Morales shook his head with a hint of helplessness on his face: "No, it was too fast, I couldn't see it clearly."
There was regret in his tone, regret for missing that wonderful moment of dodge.
However, despite being shocked, Moore did not stop his actions.
There was a glint of ruthlessness in his eyes, and a flame of unwillingness burned in his heart.
Seeing that his attack missed, Moore immediately changed his tactics and threw a swinging punch sideways.
The punch made a whistling sound and was full of power.
Seeing this, Xu Mo quickly raised his left arm to block.
His arms were like a solid shield, firmly blocking the attack.
At the same time, he quickly threw a punch with his right hand, hitting Moore's ribs.
His movements were smooth and swift, all in one go.
Moore felt pain and his face instantly became distorted.
He and Xu Mo immediately took a few steps back.
His steps staggered and his body swayed slightly.
The two returned to a state of confrontation.
The air was filled with tension, as if they could hear each other's heartbeats.
"Xu Mo, what move did you just use?" Moore asked, panting.
His eyes were full of confusion and he was curious about Xu Mo's moves.
"Wing Chun." Xu Mo answered with a confident smile on his face.
Take this opportunity to assume the starting stance of Wing Chun.
His movements were standard and handsome, as if he was possessed by Ip Man.
He had always wanted to do this when he watched "Ip Man" in his previous life, and he never expected that it would come true one day.
A sense of accomplishment surged in his heart, as if his dream had come true.
Mol looked at Xu Mo, his eyes flashing with complex emotions.
He pondered in his mind, trying to understand Xu Mo's moves.
Soon, Moore moved, with a flash of determination in his eyes.
He took the initiative to attack again and rushed towards Xu Mo at a speed as fast as an arrow.
Another series of high whip kicks hit Xu Mo's chest and head.
The whip kick was sharp and fierce, making people tremble with fear.
Xu Mo moved his upper body with flexible and varied movements.
At the same time, he easily dodged and blocked Maul's attacks with his arms and elbows.
His arms and elbows moved like those of a nimble dancer, deftly avoiding danger.
At the same time, he took a step forward and got closer to Moore.
His steps were steady, like a cheetah approaching its prey.
He used Wing Chun's short-striking techniques to continuously hit Moore's abdomen and chest.
His fists rained down with great force.
He held back, after all, he didn't intend to kill Moore.
He remained rational and understood that this was just a competition.
If he wanted to kill Mor, he could just attack Mor's lower body or eyes, ears, etc. Mor would not be able to stop him.
He has a clear understanding of his own strength and knows how deadly his attacks are.
However, Moore was also tenacious and was beaten back repeatedly by Xu Mo.
There was a painful expression on his face, but his eyes revealed an unyielding will.
Not willing to admit defeat, Moore steadied himself, a sly look flashing in his eyes.
He started to try to knock Xu Mo down by throwing him.
His movements were swift and decisive.
He grabbed Xu Mo's arm and tried to throw him away.
He clenched his hands tightly, using all his strength.
But Xu Mo's lower body was so stable that his legs seemed to be rooted in the ground.
His feet stood firmly, like a thousand-year-old tree.
Not only did he not fall down, but he used the force of the opponent's attack to his advantage.
There was a glint of wisdom in his eyes.
He should turn around and easily dissolve Mor's power.
His movements were smooth and natural, as if they came naturally.
The two sides fought back and forth, punching and kicking each other.
The sound of fists and feet colliding echoed in the air.
The battle entered a white-hot stage.
The field was covered in dust, like a battlefield.
The survivors watching the battle around were stunned.
Their mouths were open and their eyes were full of amazement.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Moore was doomed to fail.
They have a clear judgment of the situation in their hearts.
Although Moore and Xu Mo fought back and forth, Moore's attacks were always ineffective.
His attacks were always easily resolved by Xu Mo.
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