MTL - I Became the Ancestor of the Villain-Chapter 26 I slap you with a slap
Chapter 26 A slap in the face will send you flying
"Okay, then I will fight with you."
No one expected that Kuang Qing dared to agree. It is a taboo to attack the enemy's strengths with his own weaknesses.
"It's too arrogant, thinking that if you have some skills, you can do whatever you want. Li Ang's attack is second to none among the younger generation in Kyoto. Even opponents who are a level or two higher than him dare not take it hard. Kuang Qing will definitely do it for you." I have to pay the price for my arrogance!" In the crowd, someone gloated.
"That's not necessarily true. Kuang Qing has obtained the inheritance of the King of Nianhua, "Treasure of Nianhua", the lowest level of martial arts is probably the lowest level." Some loyal supporters of Kuangqing were also dissatisfied.
"You also said that it is an earth-level martial art, but Kuang Qing has only been able to master it for a few days. No matter how talented you are, it is impossible to practice an earth-level martial art in three to five days, right?"
"Anyway, I think, Kuang Qing is so arrogant, he will definitely suffer."
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"Okay, I respect you for being a man." Seeing Mo frivolously agreeing, Li Ang smiled. In his heart, he laughed and scolded Kuang Qing for being stupid.
"This is an earth-level martial art handed down from my family. It's a sword that can last forever! I just started not long ago, please ask Mr. Kuang to straighten it!" Li Ang sneered, and his speed increased sharply. The soft sword in his hand was wrapped in true energy, and he stood upright.
The sharpness of the sword is far from being comparable to the previous sword.
"One sword cuts the world! Li Shangshu's famous stunt is an intermediate level martial skill. It is said that Li Shangshu used this move to kill a third-rank martial king with the cultivation level of a first-rank martial king! I didn't expect Mr. Li to learn this trick!" Those who knew the Li family better immediately exclaimed.
"One sword to separate the world! This is a killer move that can be challenged by leapfrogging! Kuang Qing can pretend to be himself this time."
"Li Ang, you dare to kill!" Han Yan'er also stared wide-eyed, anxiously wanting to stop him, but the sword's edge has arrived, and I'm afraid it won't be too late.
"Hmph, you forced me, I just wanted to teach you a lesson." Li Ang sneered.
Mo frivolously watched the fierce sword's edge slashing towards him, his pupils shrank.
Let's see if it's your sword, or my Falling Flower Palm is better.
Mo frivolously did not dodge or evade, facing the unparalleled sharp sword edge, with enough energy, he slashed out with his palm.
"It's really stupid, to dare to meet the world with a sword! I don't know if I can save my life, but this palm must be gone. It's a pity that he is a great genius." Everyone couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.
What everyone didn't expect was that the surge of true energy surged out with Mo Qingkuang's palm. Li Ang only felt that he had hit a big mountain head-on, and the tyrannical force squeezed him and pushed him away.
Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, Li Ang let out a muffled snort in midair, and let go of his long sword, like a kite with a broken string, flying out of the government office hall, more than ten meters away.
Accompanied by a "boom", Li Ang's body actually embedded into the high wall outside the courtyard, smashing out a human-shaped pothole that was just big enough to fit him in.
"This... this." No one expected that Li Ang would be slapped away by the palm of Kuang Qing, who seemed to have no offensive ability, when he used his family's unique sword to pass away.
"Young master, young master!" Li Ang's entourage was stunned for a while, and then he came back to his senses, crying and ran to the outside of the hall to get Li Ang hanging on the wall down.
I saw that Li Ang was covered in dust, his hair was loose, a handsome young man, and now he looked quite hideous and weird.
"Master, Master, are you okay?" The followers wiped their faces and pinched people again.
Li Ang woke up faintly: "I'm fine!"
Falling Flower Palm's attack is not strong, and the repelling effect is obvious. It looks like Li Ang's face is ferocious, but it is actually just some skin trauma.
If he hadn't hit the wall and was hit on the back of his head, he wouldn't have fainted, but was pushed back a little further.
"This is... Falling Flower Palm?" Han Yan'er waited for Meimou, and asked in a difficult posture as if she wanted to step forward to help resist.
Mo nodded frivolously: "It's just getting started."
"Monster—" This is not just Han Yaner, but also the voice of everyone present.
It has only been a few days since Kuang Qing got the "Nianhua Treasure Mirror" in the Tomb of King Nianhua. Excluding the journey from Nanzhou to Kyoto, it took no more than five days to practice.
He has already started, and even slapped Li Ang, who is better than him and who also performs earth-level martial arts, with his palm.
You know, Han Yan'er thought she was talented enough, and it took her a full month to learn the imperial martial arts.
But they didn't know that Mo Qingkuang suffered from Mo Fan's inhuman training in order to practice the flower finger and falling flower palm.
If someone visits the Valley of Flowers where Mo frivolously practiced martial arts in the future, he will find that there is not a single petal in those flowers, except for some stumps left on the ground, almost all of them are printed on the mountain wall.
Perhaps in the eyes of future generations, it is a unique scenery.
"If you do this, the Li family will probably be with you forever!" Han Yan'er recovered from the shock. Looking at the embarrassed Li Ang, and looking at Mo frivolous with the old **** present, he said in a low voice.
"Isn't it because of you?" Mo frivolously rolled his eyes angrily.
If she hadn't been pulled by this girl as a shield, she wouldn't have gotten into this trouble.
Han Yan'er's face blushed again when she heard this, and after all, she was indeed the cause of the incident.
Feeling ashamed, knowing how to mess around: "Then you don't have to beat him so badly!"
"I kept my hands, they are all skin wounds. Besides, he wanted to kill me with that sword attack just now!" Mo frivolously shrugged.
Skin trauma? This traumatic injury, Li Ang may prefer to have your arm broken to feel comfortable.
Mr. Li has always been personable and gentle. This time, he was beaten to the point where he lost all face and lost his image.
"Fuck you! See you in the ring!"
Watching Mo Qingkuang and Han Yan'er having an intimate conversation, Li Ang became more and more angry. However, he had suffered a crushing defeat, so he had no choice but to let go of all the cruel words and leave in despair.
Mo frivolously said loudly: "Mr. Li, just now you said that all the losses should be borne by you alone. I am a poor person, so I can't afford it!"
Li Ang staggered as he left in a hurry, almost falling to the ground and causing a second injury.
With a dark face, he snorted coldly: "I will make it up!"
"Then I would like to thank Mr. Li for your generosity." Mo said with a frivolous face and sincerely thanked him.
"No thanks..."
Just as Li Ang was about to walk out of the gate and leave the mansion, Mo Qingkuang suddenly called out again: "Mr. Li, please stay."
Li Ang turned around again with a sullen face: "What else do you need? I said I will pay for it!"
"No, you just said that as long as I am still standing after the sparring, you can buy me a drink. Do you think I am still standing? I can still jump a few times!" Mo smiled frivolously, and even jumped a few times exaggeratedly.
Everyone held back their laughter, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh. This person is too hurtful, even if he kills someone, he will be punished!
Han Yaner beside him is covered with black lines, this Kuang Qing, that mouth is completely inversely proportional to his cultivation!
If bickering has a realm, he must be the most powerful person in the realm of a warrior.
Li Ang can't wait to rush back and fight Mo frivolously to the death!
Panting heavily, staring at Mo frivolously with red eyes for a long time, then said: "As long as you dare to come to my house to drink, you will be full!"
(end of this chapter)
