"you… "
Mo Lingshan was furious and was about to move closer, but when she saw Ye Feng hooking his five fingers, her face changed drastically. She felt a slight pain in her buttocks and couldn't help but take a step back.
"What, you don't dare?"
Ye Feng glanced at Mo Lingshan jokingly.
"You... you big bastard!" Mo Lingshan's cheeks felt burning with pain when she thought about how she was frightened by Ye Feng's action. After staring at Ye Feng, she turned her head and pulled a white-bearded old man behind her and said coquettishly, "Grandpa, this guy bullied me, can you help me beat him up?"
Mo Da?!
Ye Feng was stunned when he heard this and looked at the old man in confusion.
If he remembered correctly, Du Zhong had said that Mo Lingshan's grandfather Mo Danai was a congenital master.
Late Heaven Level? !
But after a quick glance, Ye Feng immediately judged based on his cultivation level that this old man should not be Mo Da.
"Mr. Mo Er..."
"Why didn't Senior Mo come? He only sent his brother to participate in the Ancient Martial Arts Competition?"
At the same time, some people in the crowd recognized the old man's identity and started talking loudly.
"Little girl, if you don't tell Second Grandpa why he bullied you, how can I help you?"
Mo Er reached out and rubbed Mo Lingshan's head lovingly, saying with a smile.
This old man is quite reasonable and he even knew to ask for the whole story!
Ye Feng nodded slightly and immediately felt a liking for the old man.
"He... He stole my things, and beat me in front of so many people!" Mo Lingshan's eyes rolled around, and she pointed at Ye Feng and said indignantly: "Second Grandfather, can you help me teach him a lesson?"
"Little girl, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. It was you who tried to take our things, but now you are slandering us and saying that we stole your things. There is a god above your head, so be careful of what you say."
Ye Feng smiled faintly and looked at Mo Lingshan with amusement.
Hearing Ye Feng's words, Mo Er glanced at Mo Lingshan. He knew this little girl's character very well. She was willful and stubborn. She was the only one who could snatch other people's things, but no one else could snatch her things.
"It's true that they discovered it first, but I already told them that I wanted to buy it, and they still dared to take it. Don't they take our Fangcun Mountain seriously?" Mo Lingshan rolled her eyes and continued to fan the flames.
Really deserve a beating...
Ye Feng curled his lips, thinking that he should have slapped the little girl's butt a few more times last time.
"My friend, Lingshan is a willful girl. Maybe I have offended her before. Please forgive me." Mo Er smiled bitterly and shook his head. After bowing to Ye Feng, he said in a deep voice: "I wonder if you can give us a few rooms in this hotel. We don't want them for nothing, and we will appreciate your favor."
"I'm sorry, I have a use for this room, and I don't need favors from others..." Ye Feng shrugged and said lightly.
The reason why he asked Jiang Yixiu to book this hotel was to provide accommodation for the elites sent by Yihua Palace and the military. If the rooms were allocated to Fangcunshan, then their own people would have to sleep on the streets.
When Mo Er heard the voice, his brows twisted into a knot, and he looked at Ye Feng with a strange look in his eyes.
Fangcun Mountain is the leader of the six ancient martial arts sects. Although he is not the sect leader, with his late heavenly level cultivation and the identity of Mo Da's younger brother, even the sect leaders of the five major sects have to give him some face when they see him.
But now, this unknown young man rejected his request without hesitation.
Especially the sentence "I don't need favors from others" made Mo Er feel a little embarrassed.
"In that case, I wonder if you dare to compete with me. If I win, please give us a few rooms..." After a moment of silence, Mo Er looked at Ye Feng and said in a deep voice.
These big sects are really arrogant, they think everyone should give them face...
Ye Feng was speechless for a while, but he felt that if he did not accept Mo Er's challenge, people would think that he was afraid of Fang Cun Mountain. He smiled indifferently and said, "What if you lose?"
“Hahahaha…” Mo Er couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard the sound.
Not only him, but the group of Fangcun Mountain disciples following behind him also looked at Ye Feng as if he were an idiot.
Although Mo Er's cultivation is not as good as Mo Da's, he is also one of the top masters in the ancient martial arts world. With such cultivation, how could he lose to the young Ye Feng
"If I lose, you can set any conditions you want!" After laughing a few times, Mo Er said confidently.
"Come on then." Ye Feng shrugged and continued calmly: "You are older, I will give you three moves!"
"Arrogant!" Mo Er's face immediately darkened when he heard the voice, and a hint of resentment appeared in his eyes.
He had been active in the ancient martial arts world for so many years and had seen many arrogant youngsters, but this was the first time he had met a young man like Ye Feng, who said he would give him three moves as soon as he opened his mouth.
After a cold snort, he took a step forward and punched Ye Feng in the chest.
Although Mo Er is old, the power of his fist should not be underestimated, and the cultivation method of Fang Cun Mountain is also very good. When his fist is thrown, there is a faint sound like wind and thunder, which is deafening.
"Come on, Second Grandpa, beat this bastard to death!"
Seeing Mo Er making a move, Mo Lingshan immediately kept punching, cheering Mo Er on, and her eyes were shining, as if she was waiting to see Ye Feng being knocked to the ground by Mo Er's heavy punch.
"The first move!" Ye Feng smiled faintly and did not fight back. Instead, he put his hands behind his back and moved his feet. His figure was like a ghost and he dodged to the side just when the heavy punch was approaching.
What a fast movement!
His punch missed the target and Mo Er immediately showed a look of surprise in his eyes.
Although he did not use his full strength in this punch, and only used 50% of his strength, according to his estimation, even such a punch would not be something that an ancient martial artist of Ye Feng's age could dodge.
In addition to being surprised, he felt his cheeks slightly hot. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and his ears moved slightly. He listened to the wind and determined the location of Ye Feng. After using 70% of his strength, he raised his leg and kicked him.
"The second move!"
The whip kick swept down, and Ye Feng raised his hand and grabbed Mo Er's ankle without dodging. After blocking the attack, he loosened his hand, took a step back, and said lightly.
What kind of cultivation level is this kid at
The shock in Mo Er's eyes became more and more intense. Ye Feng's performance was really beyond his expectations.
He really couldn't remember when such a young master appeared in the ancient martial arts world.
Although he was surprised, Mo Er's movements did not slow down at all. He circulated his internal energy and exerted 100% of his strength. He leaped up and quickly appeared in front of Ye Feng. Then he raised his knee and pushed towards Ye Feng's chest.
"Third move!"
The wind was whistling, but Ye Feng looked calm. With his palms facing downwards, he took the blow head-on. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said calmly, "Old man, three moves have already passed. I am going to fight back. Fists and feet have no eyes. It is not too late for you to admit defeat now!"