Mr. Mo has not had any news since the Cangnan martial arts gathering, so many people think that Mr. Mo does not really exist, because the rumors praise Mr. Mo too much. If there is such a person, wouldn’t that be a god?

After all, Cheng Yikui lived a long life, how could his knowledge be comparable to a radical young man like Cheng Mu? He looked at Mo Hai with a bright look, trying to see through Mo Hai with his countless eyes, but unfortunately, Mo Hai stood in front of him like a bottomless abyss that he could not see through at all.

This made Cheng Yikui even more solemn.

"How do you prove it when you say you are Mr. Mo?" Cheng Yikui didn't dare to be careless. He would rather trust some things than trust nothing.

"If you don't believe it, you can give it a try." Mo Hai smiled.

"Grandpa, don't be afraid of him, he is exaggerating." Cheng Mu shouted.

"Old Master Cheng, this kid is young. Even if he is a martial arts genius, he cannot be your opponent. I hope that Old Master Cheng will avenge my son." Xiao Hengjiang also said from the side.

Cheng Yikui didn't say anything. He had his concerns. If he lived to be so old, he would be in vain if he was still so impulsive.

However, he could not have been told by Mo Hai in a few words and dared not move. For the sake of the present, he was to determine Mo Hai's identity.

"Okay, I'll learn about your ability." After hesitation for a while, Cheng Yikui said, anything can be lie, but only strength cannot be lie. Cheng Yikui made up his mind. If Mo Hai is really stronger than him, he would have to beg for mercy. If Mo Hai is not his opponent, then he would have no need to be polite.

"This place is not suitable for our martial arts competition. Let's change to a quieter place. There are too many people and talkative people. If you lose, it will not be glorious." Cheng Yikui said.

"No need, just here. It's just a little effort to deal with you, why bother with me?" Mo Hai spoke lightly.

One sentence made Cheng Yikui's face turn blue and purple, and he was very displeased. Mo Hai didn't take him seriously. He was also an ancestor of a martial arts family and was famous in the martial arts world. Mo Hai was too disrespectful to his predecessors.

"It's just a little effort? What do you think of me as? I'm afraid even those mythical strong men in Chinese martial arts, Ye Wufeng and Long Wentian, wouldn't dare to say such big talk." Cheng Yikui said in a deep voice.

"In my eyes, the people you are talking about are no different from you. They are like ants. How much power do you think it takes to deal with an ant?" Mo Hai said with a smile.

Cheng Yikui's breathing became heavy. He had never seen such an arrogant person, and he was such a young person. Cheng Yikui was furious and wanted to teach Mo Hai a lesson immediately. He really couldn't figure out how could there be such a crazy man in this world? It would be fine if he didn't take him seriously. Even Ye Wufeng and Long Wentian did not take him seriously.

"Okay, I'll see how you dealt with me with your hands." Cheng Yikui said, letting the people around him retreat aside. The peak momentum of his realm of transformation suddenly burst out, just like an invisible force gathering into a tide, pushing it around, making the onlookers feel depressed.

"Grandpa, kill him directly." Cheng Mu couldn't help but shouted excitedly when he felt his grandfather's powerful momentum.

Xiao Hengjiang couldn't help but be shocked. This momentum was ten meters apart, and it would be suffocating. If he had taken action, it would be fine. Xiao Hengjiang couldn't help but sneer fiercely, thinking that Mo Hai would definitely die this time.

Mo Hai had no choice but to tell him his identity, but Cheng Yikui still insisted on seeking death, not even the divine realm, and he wanted to come and compete with Mo Hai.

Mo Hai's eyes contracted, and in an instant, his eyes became sharp like a knife. A murderous intent directly covered Cheng Yikui. Cheng Yikui's face changed, as if his neck was pinched hard by iron pliers, making him feel breathless.

"How is that possible?" Cheng Yikui was a little panicked. A real master could shock his opponent with his momentum alone. The momentum emitted by Mo Hai was extremely murderous, just like a war god walking out of a sea of ​​corpses and blood staring at the enemy. His eyes were filled with blood, terrifying and violent.

Under Mo Hai's overwhelming pressure, Cheng Yikui's momentum was suppressed to death. Once the momentum was weak, Cheng Yikui's mentality was a little broken.

Mo Hai suddenly stepped out and came towards Cheng Yikui.

Mo Hai and Cheng Yikui were clearly more than ten meters apart, but Mo Hai took just one step and came to Cheng Yikui, like a ghost.

"You..." Cheng Yikui was about to speak, but saw Mo Hai raising his hand and slap him.

He panicked and hurriedly avoided, but it was too late. Mo Hai's monstrous murderous intent was not a vegetarian. It was naturally not difficult to suppress a martial arts realm.

Cheng Yikui felt that his body was suddenly out of control, so he could only see Mo Hai slap, and then his body lightly flew out, and finally landed on the concrete floor more than ten meters away.

Now, Cheng Mu and Xiao Hengjiang were stunned. Cheng Yikui, the peak powerhouse in the transformation realm, was beaten like this.

Of course, some onlookers who do not understand Cheng Yikui's strength all think that Cheng Yikui's age is not a young opponent, but a reasonable thing, and it is not worth making a fuss. If a young man can't even beat an old man, he should make a fuss.

"Now, do you believe it?" Mo Hai looked at Cheng Yikui and said lightly.

Cheng Yikui was ashamed at this moment and wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it. At his level, nothing is more important than face. Today, he was slapped by Mo Hai in public. This humiliation has never happened in this life.

What he couldn't accept was that he had studied martial arts hard for many years and finally reached his current cultivation level. It was just around the corner, but he did not expect that his hard practice of martial arts for more than 70 years was not as good as a young junior. This was a big blow, and Cheng Yikui's mentality completely fell apart with Mo Hai's slap.

"I don't believe it. I was careless just now. I want to fight you again." Cheng Yikui suddenly stood up and said a little crazy.

Sometimes, face is indeed more important than life when people live in the world.

Cheng Yikui wanted to get back his face and fight Mo Hai again.

But he didn't know that he didn't even have the qualification to fight again with Mo Hai.

Mo Hai's face was slightly dark. Mo Hai did everything he should say and prove, but Cheng Yikui didn't know how to politely.

Mo Hai has no need to be polite to those who are ignorant of being polite.

"Since you don't believe it, there is no need to believe it." Mo Hai said lightly, then used his hand as a knife, and his spiritual power surged, gathering into a bright cold light, and slashed at Cheng Yikui.
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