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Chapter 848 - 849 Let’s Get Started

Chapter 848: Chapter 849 Let’s Get Started

"I know you’re just half a step into Void Energy, and I also know that you’re slightly stronger than Mr. Mo Dongshen," Li Changlin said calmly as he stared at his adversary, speaking with ease, "but even so, I can easily defeat you with just one hand!"

By now, the strength enveloping Li Changlin’s entire being had nearly reached a colossal twenty thousand catties. Even with a single arm in combat, he could still deliver a formidable force of thirteen or fourteen thousand catties.

The force of someone just half a step into Void Energy would not exceed six thousand catties, or even less. Li Changlin faced no pressure whatsoever when dealing with someone of this cultivation level.

Of course, if Mo Dongqiang also had something like the Life Fruit, a heaven-defying treasure, then Li Changlin would need to be more cautious.

But if the Mo Family truly possessed such an item, they wouldn’t have to fear a mere Chen Family!

"Big talker!"

"Damn, as if a fool would believe that."

"With just one hand, you think you can defeat Eighth Grandpa easily? Boy, you truly have no idea how high the sky is!"

"Ha ha, I almost believed such blatant bragging."

"Is this kid really from the Li Family? Third Grandpa, Eighth Grandpa, could you have made a mistake?"

Li Changlin’s words left the Mo Family’s younger generation utterly dumbfounded.

If Li Changlin had claimed he could compete with experts at the Peak of the Transformation Realm, they might have simply mocked or ridiculed him.

But for Li Changlin to now declare that he could defeat a powerhouse just half a step into Void Energy with one hand was truly bewildering.

This caused a decrease in their scornful remarks, but ultimately, no one believed such assertions.

Not only the Mo Family’s juniors, but the two elder family members, Mo Dongshen and Mo Dongqiang, were also taken aback after hearing Li Changlin’s words.

Subsequently, Mo Dongqiang couldn’t help but let out a light chuckle. "Mr. Li, I respect your status as a member of the Capital Li Family, but please, don’t go too far with your words."

This restraint in Mo Dongqiang’s speech was due to his wariness of the Capital Li Family’s status.

If it had been someone else, a fight might have already broken out by now.

Fine, so you boast grandly, eh? You say you can easily defeat me with one hand, is that right? Then go ahead, prove it through action before we talk.

The Mo Family, with its extensive and centuries-old heritage, could not act rashly.

Li Changlin’s bluster could certainly be laughed off—it was unnecessary to take such umbrage.

It was good for the youth to be capable, but once they had some ability and lost perspective of their own insignificance, they usually met with no good end.

"Mr. Mo, you misunderstand; I merely stated the honest truth," Li Changlin spread his hands with a light smile, "If Mr. Mo doesn’t believe it, then why not step into the arena and have a bout?"

"Eighth Grandpa, let me teach him a lesson!"

"Uncle Ba, I’ll take care of it."

"Master, let me fight him!"

Li Changlin’s words ultimately infuriated everyone.

Previously, due to Mo Dongqiang’s reminder, everyone was cautious of Li Changlin’s status.

But now, no one could tolerate it any longer.

Li Changlin’s continuous disregard of the Mo Family’s elders made these juniors feel profound humiliation.

Therefore, at this moment, several of the younger family members stepped forward, eager to fight and give Li Changlin a harsh lesson.

Mo Dongqiang glanced at the clamoring young men, sighing inwardly.

Although they were skilled, in comparison to Li Changlin’s Late Stage of the Transformation Realm Cultivation, they truly stood no chance.

In the end, he set his sights on his own disciple, Sun Haoran.

Sun Haoran was not one of the Mo Family’s younger generation and was already thirty-two years old.

A cultivation at the Late Stage of the Transformation Realm at the age of thirty-two was indeed commendable, a sign of rare talent, and it was possible he could reach half a step into Void Energy or breakthrough directly to Void Energy before the age of forty.

However, compared to Li Changlin’s age, Sun Haoran had no advantage.

Even if Sun Haoran were to win against Li Changlin by some fluke, the latter could use his younger age as an excuse.

They simply weren’t on the same level.

Mo Dongqiang sighed sorrowfully in his heart.

At the same time, he gained an even deeper reverence for the Capital City Eight Great Aristocratic Families!

Nonetheless, Mo Dongqiang still chose Sun Haoran in the end.

There were no other choices; out of the five or six young men who volunteered, only his disciple had the highest realm.

Moreover, Mo Dongqiang had initially planned to have Sun Haoran enter the fray.

However, the current situation made it somewhat difficult for him to step down.

After all, Li Changlin had just challenged him to a fight.

"It makes no difference; it won’t waste too much time anyway." Seeing Sun Haoran come forward, Li Changlin remained composed.

The opponent had Late Stage of Transformation Realm Cultivation, and Li Changlin thought that even if he hadn’t yet reached the Peak of the Transformation Realm, he could still defeat his opponent with a flick of a finger.

But such a battle lacked any challenge.

It was a helpless situation; of course, Li Changlin couldn’t point to Mo Dongqiang’s nose and claim, "Not only you, but even your family’s patriarch might not be a match for The Nearly Divine Tycoon."

While this statement might have been correct, if Li Changlin truly said it out loud, he wouldn’t be able to subdue the Mo Family anymore. For if they didn’t fight to the death with him, it would be considered mild.

It was frustrating, to say the least.

However, fortunately, dominating with power and subduing with strength, pounding the opponent into submission, seemed to be a perfectly legitimate tactic.

In the world of warriors, if there’s resistance, you overcome it by fighting it out!

"My name is Sun Haoran; I will defeat you!" Sun Haoran stepped out of the crowd, performed a formal greeting to Li Changlin, and then looked over coldly.

Li Changlin awkwardly touched his nose, "Well then, let’s get started."

There was no point in discussing further. The opponent had declared his intent to defeat him; what was there to discuss with Li Changlin?

Talking was pointless now; only by defeating his adversary could he silence everyone.

"Hmph, within ten moves, I will have you rolling on the ground!" In Sun Haoran’s view, Li Changlin’s disregard was a sign of disrespect.

As a direct disciple of Mo Dongqiang, his cultivation had been unrivaled among his generation, except for a few other talented peers.

Thus, over the years, Sun Haoran had developed the notion of being above everyone else, disregarding all heroes.

Now, being looked down upon by Li Changlin had truly enraged him.

Sun Haoran said no more and immediately assumed a fighting stance.

At least he still maintained a shred of clarity, constantly remembering Li Changlin’s identity.

Otherwise, given Sun Haoran’s temperament, he might have already attacked, aiming to swiftly and ruthlessly defeat Li Changlin.