Chapter 75: My Strength (First Update) Several invisible rays of light shone on Li Mo, giving off a warm feeling.
When Li Mo was enjoying the warmth, it suddenly stopped and returned to its original state in an instant.
It was interrupted by Lin Tianya who was riding a horse.
"Lin Tianya, what do you mean?" Hengchu looked angry.
"Hahaha, Tianya, please forgive me for disturbing you. But I have no choice but to do so." Lin Tianya smiled while stroking his hands.
"What on earth is going on to delay the inheritance of 'Young Master Beicheng'? If Mr. Bei becomes angry, even the Great Freedom Palace will not be able to protect you."
"How dare I mess with Mr. Bei, but this time we are here to represent the folks of Beicheng. They will never allow anyone who cheats to win the highest honor of 'Beicheng Young Master'. Just imagine, we have to face a trash every day
Bowing and saluting is so embarrassing." Lin Tianya didn't know that the Six Gentlemen of the Nether Realm were Li Mo's teachers, and thought he was an expert guarding the Li family in Beicheng.
"Yes, the title of Young Master of Beicheng is not given casually. If it were worn out, it would make people laugh out loud." Behind Lin Tianya, the patriarch of a slightly smaller family said.
"That's right!" The senior management of Beicheng who were riding behind spoke, representing their attitude.
"Steward Heng, your Heng family's eternal resentful soul is also desperate. He is a strong contender for this year's 'Beicheng Young Master', and he may come back."
"Speaking of these, it is useless. After three days of return, the person who has obtained the most monster inner elixirs will be the 'Beicheng Young Master'. This is the rule set by Mr. Bei back then, and I must implement it."
"But Master Bei is not here. Besides, this little bastard has several levels of cultivation and doesn't know who his parents are. We can't let an unknown person enjoy the glory of Beicheng's young master and enjoy the protection and support of Beicheng people.
"The patriarch of another family said.
"What does it mean to be unclear? Please explain yourself clearly." Li Mo, who was standing on the stage, couldn't bear it anymore.
"You are such an arrogant boy. There is no sense in what you say, sir. Let's see how I teach you a lesson." After saying that, he kicked off the saddle with both legs, patted the horse's back with one hand, and took off to the ring with the help of his strength.
"Teach you some good manners." After saying that, his big hand grabbed Li Mo's neck. It was as sharp as a tiger's claws, stirring vitality and flashing with cold light.
"What else do you know about politeness? It's really hilarious." Before he finished speaking, a broken palm floated out from Li Mo's palm. There were no five fingers, only one belly. As soon as this half of the palm appeared, the entire world was filled with laughter.
It seemed to be broken, and then it ran towards the tiger claw of the little clan leader.
"Crack!" The seemingly thick severed palm cut directly on the tiger's claw. With a click, the little clan leader hurriedly retreated, leaving a scar on his hand.
Seeing this scene, Heng Chu's eyes lit up and he signaled to the people of Heng Mansion who were about to come forward: "Just wait and see what happens, this bastard from Kanyuan is not free."
"Boy, you dare to hurt me." The patriarch of this small family is Ning Zhiyuan, the head of the Ning family. He is on the fifth level of Shimeng Realm and is also a figure in Beicheng. He wanted to show off in front of everyone, but he didn't expect that it was just a blow.
He was injured. He was beaten by a bastard, which made him go crazy.
He took out a sword from the storage bag on his waist.
"Bastard, if you dare to hurt me, then bear my anger."
He stepped towards Li Mo in the air.
A huge force of pressure shrouded Li Mo, and the unparalleled pressure tried to imprison his body.
"Explosive punch!" Li Mo knew that this was a senior monk and knew that he could not be careless, so he immediately punched thirty-six fists.
"Changying strikes!" The clan leader also used his combat skills.
The sword energy and vitality surged in the air. After Li Mo fired out a dazzling fist, he jumped up and jumped to the top of Ning Zhiyuan's head. The vitality around his body was so strong that it was like a burning fire.
Wearing a fine gold armor, he looked so majestic.
Ning Zhiyuan's sword had been shattered by Li Mo's explosive punch.
"The battlefield is stained with blood." Another blow was swung from the top of his head, and a bright sword light rose into the sky and instantly reached Li Mo above his head.
Li Mo's body twisted at an incredible angle in the air, like a face-shaped man, he could squeeze it however he wanted, it was extremely flexible.
Dodging the sword, Li Mo kicked twenty-one times in an instant, breaking through Ning Zhiyuan's vitality defense.
"Speed kick"
The speed of the kick made Ning Zhiyuan dazzled and couldn't see clearly, but in front of the upper echelons of Beicheng, he didn't want to back down or lose face, so he bravely raised his sword to meet him, and the bright sword energy rushed straight up.
A group of fast-legged phantoms appeared in front of everyone, and also appeared on Ning Zhiyuan's sword.
He stepped hard on Ning Zhiyuan's sword for more than ten times. Ning Zhiyuan held the sword with both hands to block it, but the huge pressure was still unbearable for him. His feet broke the high platform on the stone ground and sank into the ground.
Li Mo's thigh came before his eyes again, shook it, and kicked him in the face.
Ning Zhiyuan had no choice but to cover his face with his hands, "Boom!" Ning Zhiyuan was kicked and flew backwards, falling under the high platform. His hands were broken and they hung down helplessly.
At this moment, the venue was quiet, and everyone had expressions of disbelief. They had never imagined that a bastard could have such great cultivation. Especially when Li Mo entered the venue just now, everyone who said contemptuous words rubbed their eyes.
, they couldn't believe that the bastard who just said he had bad luck broke the hands of the head of the Ning family in Beicheng in the blink of an eye.
Hengchu looked at Li Mo and nodded slightly, "Sure enough, he has some ability. Although it cannot be compared with the previous young masters, it is not too insulting to the title of young master. What is particularly important is the hard work just now.
, which is something ordinary people don’t have.”
"Brother Tianya, do you think the murderer is this bastard?" Wang Zeyi asked.
"He is very suspicious, but now I'm thinking that it shouldn't be what he did. He had already used all his strength in the battle just now. I could faintly see four rays of vitality, which proves that he is the fourth level of the Shimeng Realm.
You must know that Yu Han, Resentful Soul, Po Kong, and Li Zunke are already at the fifth level of heaven. The four of them and their hands are enough to be comparable to the seventh level of heaven. Not a bastard like him can do it all
They can be killed. If my prediction is correct, Yu Han and the others were robbed by a supreme master from another large domain."
"Well, I'm thinking about this too. This bastard probably doesn't have that much ability. Since he was robbed by masters from other regions, there should be hope of survival." Wang Zeyi was also comforting himself.
At this time, Li Mo was standing on the high platform, feeling high-spirited and high-spirited. This is what a man should do, fight whenever he wants and move forward without hesitation.
"This is my strength. I wonder what it looks like to this clan leader?" Li Mo teased Ning Zhiyuan.