Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 697 - 697 693 Win with One Move

697: Chapter 693: Win with One Move 697: Chapter 693: Win with One Move About ten more minutes passed, and finally, under the escort of numerous Mo family disciples, the old master Mo entered the martial arts hall.

As soon as the old master Mo entered the hall, the previously noisy hall became so quiet that one could hear a pin drop, and the Mo family disciples surrounding the fighting stage consciously cleared a pathway.

Old master Mo walked to the opposite side of the fighting stage, across from Ye Fan and Shen Biancheng, and sat down.

Then he turned to Mo Zunqiang beside him and said, “You go up and preside.”

Mo Zunqiang acknowledged and stepped onto the platform, then briefly described this martial arts contest to all the Mo family disciples below the stage.

Of course, his explanation was superficial, stating it was a normal exchange and practice.

Two or three minutes later, the contest began.

Under everyone’s gaze, Ye Fan proudly stepped onto the fighting stage and stood firm in the center, as steady as a mountain.

The Mo family had already arranged the participants for the contest even before the old master Mo arrived at the venue.

Thus, as soon as Ye Fan stepped onto the stage, a young man from behind old master Mo immediately emerged and climbed onto the platform.

This Mo family disciple was Mo Xiaoming, 34 years old, of average build, and in the mid-phase of internal strength—an offshoot member of the Mo family.

Despite knowing that Ye Fan was in the late phase of internal strength, the Mo family sent a disciple in the mid-phase of internal strength to test and wear down Ye Fan.

Being an ancient martial household, the Mo family had only two members over forty who were in the late phase of internal strength; they could not afford to use them up all at once.

“Mo Xiaoming, please guide me!” Mo Xiaoming greeted Ye Fan with a salute.

Ye Fan returned the salute similarly and said, “Ye Fan, please guide me!”

“The contest starts now!” Mo Zunqiang, acting as the referee, shouted loudly.

As soon as Mo Zunqiang’s voice fell, Ye Fan, not cautiously looking for the opponent’s weakness, stomped his left foot down, causing the solid steel-reinforced concrete fighting stage to tremble violently.

His figure then shot towards Mo Xiaoming like lightning, fierce and unstoppable.

He saw Ye Fan skimming close to the ground, utilizing his momentum for a punch with soaring force!

Fierce and peerless!

Sky Soaring Three-step Cannon!

Boom!

Suddenly, an ear-splitting explosion resounded across the martial arts hall.

Ye Fan’s fist had not even reached Mo Xiaoming, but the air was already blasted open by Ye Fan, as if fired from a cannon.

Mo Xiaoming, taken aback by Ye Fan’s ferocity, didn’t attempt to probe and risked his life in direct confrontation.

Caught off guard, he could only hurriedly adopt the Trigram Wandering Dragon Step to dodge, not daring to clash directly with Ye Fan’s fierce Sky Soaring Three-step Cannon.

Even though Ye Fan’s fist had not yet reached him, the forceful wind was already overwhelming him, causing pain in his eyes and a feeling of suffocation.

The Trigram Wandering Dragon Step was impeded and unable to fully execute, and there was a sensation that no matter where he dodged, Ye Fan’s punch permeated everywhere, leaving no escape.

In desperation, Mo Xiaoming had no choice but to brace himself against Ye Fan’s Sky Soaring Three-step Cannon.

He stepped back with his left foot, forming a bow stance, his entire skeletal structure crackling, transferring force from his legs, thighs hips, and back to his arms, which he exerted with all his might.

Boom—

An ear-splitting explosive sound erupted, and the crowd beneath the stage felt momentarily deafened.

Then, a visible gust blasted outward from the stage in all directions, making people struggle to breathe and forcing them to shut their eyes from pain.

As they shut their eyes, a scream rang out, followed by a series of screams.

When they hastily opened their eyes, they found Mo Xiaoming was no longer visible on the stage; turning their heads, they saw a group of people lying on the ground at a spot below, with Mo Xiaoming on top of them, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, struggling but unable to stand up, evidently severely injured.

“This…” Everyone was shocked.

In their eyes, Mo Xiaoming, who was already very formidable, actually couldn’t withstand even one move from Ye Fan?!

“Stinky brother-in-law is actually this powerful!

He was just playing with me when he used to spar with me.

Humph!” Mo Xiaoyan looked up at Ye Fan’s tall figure and muttered quietly.

Of course, she wouldn’t miss this martial arts duel.

However, being a member of the Mo family, it wasn’t convenient for her to walk over and talk to Ye Fan just now.

Old Master Mo furrowed his brows; he had watched the entire exchange process without missing a single detail.

Sitting next to him, his second younger brother Mo Zunsheng complained, “Damn!

Shameless!

That was clearly a sneak attack.

Xiaoming lost because he was caught off guard.”

“Big brother, what should we do?

We haven’t achieved our goal of testing or wearing out Ye Fan,” he turned and asked Old Master Mo.

Old Master Mo pondered for a moment before turning to a thirty-seven-year-old middle-aged man and saying, “Jian Hua, you go next.

Remember, don’t seek victory, just keep moving and try to figure out Ye Fan’s techniques and wear him out.”

“Yes!” Mo Jianhua responded.

His level of cultivation was comparable to Mo Xiaoming, both at the middle stage of dark energy.

Clearly, Old Master Mo was still reluctant to send a late stage dark energy family member to fight decisively.

As for Shen Biancheng, Ye Fan had won with one move.

On the dueling platform, Mo Zunqiang took a moment before finally announcing, “Ye Fan wins!”

There was no applause or cheering, just silence from the audience.

“Ye Fan, you take a half-hour break and then continue the martial arts exchange,” Mo Zunqiang said to Ye Fan.

It wasn’t that he was being kind, but rather the Mo family was already taking turns fighting Ye Fan and it would be inappropriate to continue without giving him any break.

Besides, in a traditional martial arts duel, after a bout, it usually takes more than a day of rest to return to prime condition.

A half-hour break was merely a chance to catch one’s breath.

“Haha, no need!

I hadn’t even started to warm up!” Ye Fan laughed heartily and said, “Please, members of the Mo family, continue to come up.”

The younger members of the Mo family below the platform were infuriated, cursing Ye Fan for his arrogance.

Dongfang Kaitai couldn’t help but exclaim, “This Ye Fan is really outstanding!”

“The key is that he has the capability to be arrogant,” said Wei Jiancheng.

Dongfang Kaitai and the others nodded in agreement.

Mo Xuaming, who had been standing with them a moment ago, had already moved behind Old Master Mo, so Dongfang Kaitai, Wei Jiancheng, and Han Yudong felt more at ease discussing the matter without too much concern.

Moreover, they were still unaware of why Ye Fan had challenged the Mo family at this time.

Hearing Ye Fan’s arrogant words, Old Master Mo was quite calm, saying, “Since he doesn’t need a rest, Jian Hua, go on up.”

“Yes!” Mo Jianhua responded gravely, stepping out from behind Old Master Mo and onto the platform, keeping a distance of about eight or nine meters from Ye Fan.

Although the bout hadn’t officially started, he was already extremely cautious and vigilant against a possible sneak attack from Ye Fan.

Seeing Mo Jianhua so cautious, Old Master Mo nodded in approval.

In the three major accomplished ancient martial arts, Eight Trigram Palm was the best suited for moving around and sniping unexpectedly.

He was confident that although Mo Jianhua was only at the middle stage of dark energy, he could definitely drain half of Ye Fan’s energy.

As long as he could figure out Ye Fan’s techniques and deplete half of his energy, he could then send a late stage dark energy Mo family member to secure the victory!