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Chapter 850 - 851 Exceptional Skills

Chapter 850: Chapter 851 Exceptional Skills

"How is this possible!" Mo Zhensheng exclaimed in shock.

And standing beside him, Mo Dongqiang also had a face full of astonishment.

As for Mo Dongshen, who was standing not far from Li Changlin, he too was wearing a look of disbelief.

And those younger generations of the Mo Family were all dumbfounded!

Impossible, how could it be possible!

No one wanted to believe what they were seeing.

If Li Changlin had merely sent Sun Haoran flying backward with a punch, then that scene would not have shocked anyone too greatly.

After all, Li Changlin had previously made the bold statement that he would face Mo Dongqiang using only one hand.

At that time, everyone thought Li Changlin was bragging again, prompting many of the Mo Family’s younger generation to voice their challenges against Li Changlin.

In the end, Mo Dongqiang chose Sun Haoran because he was at the Late Threshold Stage of cultivation, the most powerful among those who voiced their challenge against Li Changlin.

However, the current situation had rendered everyone speechless.

Damn, do you have to be so freaking awesome? To punch someone so hard that they fly up into the sky, just how much strength does that require!

No one could imagine that, in fact, the force Li Changlin had just used was only about 6000 kilograms.

If he had used his full strength, even if Sun Haoran’s body had not exploded, he likely would have lost his life.

It was because he had sensed Sun Haoran’s strength that Li Changlin had made his judgment.

The force of 6000 kilograms sent his body soaring to a height of a hundred meters.

Then, Sun Haoran fell from the sky, screaming miserably.

Mo Dongqiang moved swiftly and hurried forward with quick steps.

By now, he had realized that all of Sun Haoran’s strength had been suppressed; if he did not reach out to rescue him, Sun Haoran’s fall to the ground would likely result in his death.

Li Changlin, of course, did not attempt to stop Mo Dongqiang in his rescue.

By that time, Li Changlin had already withdrawn his arm, crossed his hands behind him, and looked playfully at the Mo Family members opposite him.

Everyone swept by his gaze couldn’t help but lower their heads.

No one was a fool; Li Changlin’s maneuvers had already overturned their recognition.

Even now, some of the Mo Family’s younger generation began to entertain the thought that Li Changlin might indeed be a match for Eighth Grandpa.

But how could they know that Li Changlin not only possessed the strength to match Mo Dongqiang but also could easily crush him.

Whoosh!

Mo Dongqiang caught Sun Haoran as he fell to the ground. He looked at Li Changlin with a complicated gaze and finally spoke admiringly, "Mr. Li’s martial abilities are extraordinary, I am impressed, truly impressed!"

By that point, Mo Dongqiang had realized that apart from having all his strength completely suppressed, Sun Haoran’s body had not suffered the slightest injury.

Faced with such a situation, Mo Dongqiang knew that even with his Half-step into Void Energy stage of cultivation, to pull off such a feat was inconceivable.

He could easily defeat Sun Haoran, and he could also easily kill Sun Haoran, but to leave him completely unharmed, merely suppressing all the power within Sun Haoran’s body and then sending him flying hundreds of meters into the void with a single move, was extremely difficult.

As such, Mo Dongqiang’s impression of Li Changlin naturally changed quite a bit, and his expression was no longer as domineering.

Li Changlin, upon hearing this, simply smiled faintly, then looked over and said, "Just now I proposed lending a hand to Mr. Mo, but I wonder if Mr. Mo would care to accept the challenge?"

Though his words were calm, there was a somewhat pressuring feeling in his bearing, but since Mo Dongqiang was already on guard, how could he agree to such a request?

Without any hesitation, Mo Dongqiang chose to refuse.

Beside him, Mo Dongshen also saw through the ploy and quickly stepped forward to say a few words of flattery. Li Changlin, of course, did not pursue the matter further.

As a result, Mo Dongshen and Mo Dongqiang stepped aside to clear the way, inviting Li Changlin to proceed, while the many Mo Family’s younger generation scattered.

No one there was a fool, and by this time, they had more or less understood the strength of Li Changlin. Towards this legitimate son from the Capital City Li Family, naturally, they dared not harbor a provocative heart anymore.

While Li Changlin was led forward by the two Mo Family members, suddenly feeling an intuition, he sharply turned his head to look toward the upper level of a particular building.

There, two shadows quickly retracted their heads, one of whom—a fifty-year-old elder—couldn’t help but give a sheepish smile and said, "That was close; almost got spotted."

"This young man is extraordinary!" The man standing next to the elder, who was in his forties, would have been recognized by any of the Mo Family’s younger generation.

The fifty-year-old was none other than the Mo Family Patriarch, Mo Penghong, and the other was the Fang Family Patriarch, Fang Xiaowei—though many of the younger generation were unaware of his existence.

Mo Penghong was at the peak of the Early Stage of Virtual Energy, while Fang Xiaowei was an even more formidable figure, having reached the Late Stage of Virtual Energy, representing the true foundation of the Mo Family.

However, Fang Xiaowei was now 150 years old. If he could no longer make any progress in his practice, his days ahead would not be long.

The Mo Family’s choices this time were indeed motivated by Fang Xiaowei.

Although Fang Xiaowei was not a member of the Mo Family, he was actually a generation older than the Mo Family Patriarch in terms of seniority.

According to generational ranks, Mo Penghong should call Fang Xiaowei ’uncle.’

Seeing that his uncle’s time was nearing its end, Mo Penghong naturally felt discontent.

The appearance of Li Changlin at this time gave him a sense of opportunity.

If the Mo Family could become a vassal to the Capital Li Family, perhaps there would be a chance for Fang Xiaowei to break through to the Peak Virtual Energy.

By then, Fang Xiaowei would gain another thirty years of life, meaning the Mo Family could shine brightly for another three decades.

All of this, much of the Mo Family’s younger generation obviously did not understand.

Even the arrangement for Mo Dongqiang to deliberately make trouble for Li Changlin was a suggestion from Fang Xiaowei.

To Mo Penghong and Fang Xiaowei, the Capital City Eight Great Aristocratic Families were ultimately too mysterious.

What kind of foundation the Li Family truly had, and what the cultivation level of their family’s younger generation was, all had to be clearly understood.

Only by clarifying these matters could they choose a more secure path.

It concerned the future prospects of the Mo Family; no one could take it lightly.

Although Fang Xiaowei was not a member of the Mo Family, the Fang Family and the Mo Family had long been one and the same; if the Mo Family prospered, the Fang Family would flourish. They could not afford to make any missteps!

"If only our Mo Family could produce one or two such talents, how wonderful that would be!" As he watched Li Changlin entering a building with the Mo brothers, Mo Penghong couldn’t help releasing a series of sighs.

"As long as the young members of our family always maintain an enterprising spirit, I believe that one day, such exceptional individuals will emerge," Fang Xiaowei said with a smile, nodding his head, then softly added, "It’s time for you to make a move, Penghong. This young man has a commendable disposition. Our Mo Family, by befriending him, will surely reap some benefits in the future."