702: Chapter 698: Betting Life Part 3 702: Chapter 698: Betting Life Part 3 Hong——
For about ten seconds, there was absolute silence, suddenly broken by a deafening round of applause.
Every martial arts master in the audience stood up, excited and stunned by the spectacular event.
As a mid-level master of dark energy with rich combat experience and a modest reputation in the national martial arts community, Mo Xuanghai had been defeated by Ye Fan in the blink of an eye, which was incredibly unbelievable and unexpected!
Even Shen Biancheng couldn’t help but reveal a gleam in his eyes and murmured with a smile, “This junior brother is truly talented; no wonder Master favors him so much.”
However, the reaction of the Mo family’s disciples and the martial arts masters in the audience was drastically different.
Their faces darkened like stormy water, and they frowned deeply, clenching their fists tightly, unable to help but worry about the upcoming matches.
This arrogant and cocky Ye Fan was simply too strong!
Even the formidable Uncle Xuanghai couldn’t withstand more than two moves against him.
The Mo family’s disciples couldn’t help but feel extrely anxious.
As for Old Master Mo, although he appeared calm on the surface, his hands were tightly gripping the armrests of his chair, causing them to creak under the strain.
“Damn it!” he cursed inwardly.
His plan for Mo Xuanghai to exhaust Ye Fan’s stamina by fighting desperately had completely fallen through.
Moreover, Ye Fan hadn’t even started to warm up in those few exchanges.
Mo Xuanghai had been flung off the martial arts platform by Ye Fan, not only sustaining internal injuries but also breaking his left leg, unable to get up for the mont.
The Mo family’s disciples rushed to help him up and brought him to Old Master Mo.
As they approached Old Master Mo, Mo Xuanghai struggled free from the people supporting him, knelt before Old Master Mo, and began to weep bitterly, his face twisted in pain and sorrow as he kowtowed forcefully.
It wasn’t that he was unwilling to fight to the death; he simply hadn’t had the chance to fight at all.
Old Master Mo stood up to help Mo Xuanghai to his feet, sighing comfortingly, “You can’t be blad.
It’s just that Ye Fan is too cunning and too highly skilled.”
After Mo Xuanghai was taken away, Shen Biancheng stood up, clasped his hands with a smile and said, “Haha, Old Master Mo, you’ve admitted defeat.”
“Certainly, there are wins and losses in matches; Xuanghai indeed lost this one,” Old Master Mo replied in a subdued tone as he stood up and clasped his hands.
Shen Biancheng laughed, “Haha, Old Master Mo is magnanimous.”
Then, he turned to Ye Fan on the martial arts platform and asked, “Junior brother, do you want to continue the second match now or wait an hour?”
Given the presence of other martial arts masters, Old Master Mo, despite his thick skin, felt it would be embarrassing to let Ye Fan fight three matches consecutively with just a half-hour break.
Otherwise, even if he won, it would attract criticism.
“Haha, I haven’t even ward up yet.
Of course, I’ll continue with the second match now!” Ye Fan laughed heartily.
The Mo family’s disciples’ faces grew even darker, but they couldn’t object, feeling extrely humiliated.
anwhile, the martial arts masters in the audience couldn’t help but applaud loudly and cheer; the previous match had ended in a blink of an eye and wasn’t satisfying at all.
Naturally, they didn’t want to wait another hour for the second match.
Before Shen Biancheng could reply, Old Master Mo already took the initiative, “Since Ye Fan you have requested so, let’s start the second match in ten minutes.”
After saying this, he sat back down in his chair.
Ye Fan clasped his fists in a salute to everyone below the platform, then walked down and returned to Shen Biancheng’s side.
During the ten-minute break, Old Master Mo called out, “Xuangu, Xuanyu, co forward.”
Mo Xuangu and Mo Xuanyu imdiately approached with serious expressions, saying, “Dad (Uncle).”
“Ye Fan competed in three matches with our Mo family mbers,” Mr.
Mo said in a somber voice, “and each match had a different style, making it impossible to discern his tactics, which shows just how cunning and scheming Ye Fan is!
However, plots and tricks only bring temporary success.
In ancient martial arts duels, it has always been the brave who prevail.
If you cast aside the fear of death, you will possess unbeatable courage.
His cunning will only backfire, and he will certainly not defeat you!”
“Yes!” Mo Xuangu and Mo Xuanyu answered firmly, reigniting their fighting spirit.
“Xuangu, rember what I told you in the living room,” Mr.
Mo said.
“Yes!” Mo Xuangu responded with resolute force.
Ten minutes quickly passed, and Mo Xuangu was the first to step onto the competition stage.
When the disciples of the Mo family saw Mo Xuangu enter the stage, their confidence greatly increased.
The ancient martial arts experts also couldn’t help but discuss, “The Mo family is finally showing their true strength!”
“Indeed.
Mo Xuangu is Mr.
Mo’s biological son and has inherited the purest Mo family techniques.
Moreover, he has been in the late stages of the ‘Hidden Strength’ phase for several years now, and it is said that he might enter the ‘Transforming Strength’ stage at any ti.”
“As expected of the Mo family, their foundation is indeed profound.
Though Ye Fan has erged impressively, he is still too young and probably no match for Mo Xuangu!”
…
Generally, the ancient martial arts experts were not very optimistic about Ye Fan.
As people discussed, Ye Fan also prepared to step onto the stage.
As Ye Fan rose from his seat in the hall, Shen Biancheng seriously said, “Junior brother, be careful.
The person above is Mo Xuangu, Mr.
Mo’s youngest son, and his strength is not to be underestimated.”
Ye Fan nodded slightly and boldly climbed onto the competition stage.
Standing three or four ters opposite Mo Xuangu, Ye Fan imdiately felt that Mo Xuangu, unlike the previous Mo family disciples he had faced, had an elusive and fluctuating aura that was hard to pinpoint.
“His cultivation is definitely higher than mine,” Ye Fan thought to himself, bracing his spirit.
However, he showed no hint of fear.
As long as his opponent wasn’t a ‘Transforming Strength’ master, he was confident he could take him down.
“The competition begins!” Mo Zunqiang announced loudly.
As soon as Mo Zunqiang’s voice fell, Ye Fan’s aura burst forth, and with a push of his left foot, he pounced towards Mo Xuangu like a fierce tiger, launching a straightforward advancing cannon punch.
Whoosh—boom!
As Ye Fan threw his punch, the air exploded, making a noise like the burst tire of a large truck.
Mo Xuangu also did not dodge; his bones snapped loudly, and he stepped forward while rotating his right palm vertically in front of his chest to et Ye Fan’s cannon punch head-on.
Just as Ye Fan was about to clash with Mo Xuangu to test his cultivation level, his sharp eyes suddenly noticed sothing odd about the palm Mo Xuangu struck with—it was iron-blue in color, thick like rhino hide, and as large as a cattail leaf fan with a swirling force of wind approaching.
Not good!
It’s the “Great Tombstone Hand,” Ye Fan was taken aback.
The “Great Tombstone Hand” is a secret palm technique of the Eight Trigram Palm, usually only accessible at the ‘Transforming Strength’ level.
Each palm strike embeds Inner Strength and Qi-Blood into the palm, turning the palm as tough as rhino hide, causing the palm to swell and release a twisting force with each strike.
The “Great Tombstone Hand” is fierce but consistent with the principles of the Eight Trigram Palm—extrely insidious.
Whether the enemy strikes with a fist, claw, or palm, once contact is made, the technique grinds like a stone mill on soybeans, mashing the opponent’s fist or palm into a pulp down to the bone in an instant.
Furthermore, the twisting grinding force of the “Great Tombstone Hand” continues up the arm, forcibly twisting and tearing the ligants and muscles, completely disabling the arm instantly.
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