Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 701 - 701 697 Betting Life Part 2

701: Chapter 697: Betting Life Part 2 701: Chapter 697: Betting Life Part 2 After rallying Mo Xuangu, Mo Xuanyu, and Mo Xuanghai, the Elder Mo instructed them to head to the martial arts training hall first.

Following the departure of Mo Xuangu and the others, Mo Xuaming, who was waiting in the lobby, approached and respectfully called out, “Father.”

Elder Mo responded softly and said, “Call Ye Fan now and ask what his conditions are.”

“Yes,” Mo Xuaming replied, immediately taking out his mobile phone to call Ye Fan.

Although allowing the three Mo Xuangu to fight to their deaths, Elder Mo was not willing to gamble all on one throw since the honor and prosperity of the Mo family was at stake.

Soon, the call connected, and Mo Xuaming, following Elder Mo’s instructions, straightforwardly asked, “Ye Fan, what is the purpose of your challenge to the Mo family this time?

Is it because of Xiaoman?”

“Exactly,” Ye Fan responded directly.

“Don’t you think you’re going too far?

Even if you end up with Xiaoman, haven’t you thought about how hard it would make it for Xiaoman being caught in the middle?” Mo Xuaming questioned.

This was a question he had always wanted to ask Ye Fan.

When Ye Fan suddenly announced his challenge to the young talents of the Mo family the previous night, Mo Xuaming could hardly believe his ears.

“Why should Xiaoman suffer?” Ye Fan sneered back.

“As her biological father, you actually force Xiaoman to sacrifice her lifetime of happiness for the benefit of the family.

Don’t you feel ashamed?

Ask yourself, when did Xiaoman ever owe the Mo family?

Xiaoman was raised with great difficulty by her foster parents, barely having any connection with the Mo family.

To put it bluntly, your daughter Xiaoman has been ‘dead’ for over twenty years!

The current Xiaoman is Lu Xiaoman, not Mo Xiaoman!

Xiaoman has never enjoyed any benefits from the Mo family, so why should she sacrifice herself for the Mo family?”

Mo Xuaming was rendered speechless and ashamed.

He himself was also unwilling to force Lu Xiaoman into an alliance marriage with other families, but he could not easily defy Elder Mo’s will.

Because the mobile phone’s speaker was on, Elder Mo, who was nearby, felt annoyed and wished he could snatch the mobile phone and harshly rebut Ye Fan.

Seeing his father so infuriated, Mo Xuaming flashed him a look and was about to stiffly recite his father’s arguments to counter Ye Fan when Ye Fan continued, “My purpose is simple.

Let Xiaoman go, and from this moment on, Xiaoman will have nothing to do with the Mo family!”

“You, you’re dreaming!” Mo Xuaming could not help but curse angrily.

“I never dream; I only take action!” Ye Fan sneered.

With that, Ye Fan hung up the phone.

Listening to the dial tone “beep beep” from the phone, Elder Mo, furious, slapped the armrest of the grandmaster’s chair and angrily cursed, “Arrogant fool, dreaming of taking away my granddaughter, wishful thinking!”

Mo Xuaming hurriedly tried to calm Elder Mo, urging him not to get too upset over Ye Fan.

Finally, when Elder Mo calmed down, Mo Xuaming asked, “Father, should we still call Ye Fan to negotiate terms?”

“No!” Elder Mo said sternly, “Without even involving Xuanyu, Xuangu alone can defeat him, even cripple him!”

Saying this, he stood up and went downstairs to the martial arts training hall.

Mo Xuaming followed closely behind.

Promptly at eight in the evening, the martial arts competition officially commenced.

Under the gaze of the Mo family’s descendants and various ancient martial arts masters who gathered from all over, Ye Fan stood proudly on the platform, standing like a mountain in the center of the platform, looking down on the Mo family’s descendants.

Seeing Ye Fan’s disdainful look, all the Mo family’s descendants burst with anger, cursively chanting about how Ye Fan was too arrogant, a conceited villain victorious.

Unfortunately, Ye Fan, having been through countless life and death ordeals, had already hardened his will like steel, utterly disregarding the insults from the Mo family’s descendants.

With many other ancient martial arts masters present, Old Master Mo couldn’t allow the Mo family’s juniors to lose face, so he immediately instructed Mo Zunqiang to suppress the emotions of the Mo family’s juniors and strictly prohibited any clamor.

Suppressing the cursing of the Mo family’s juniors, Mo Xuanghai also stepped onto the stage under everyone’s watchful eyes.

“Hey, isn’t that Mo Xuanghai?” someone from the gathering of ancient martial arts masters exclaimed in surprise.

“Isn’t Mo Xuanghai almost forty?

How is he still considered a youth?”

“That’s right.

Mo Xuanghai’s age is almost twice that of Ye Fan,” another person remarked.

“Ha ha, you folks don’t understand, do you?

Despite his young age, just over twenty, Ye Fan is already in the late stages of the ‘Hidden Strength,'” explained a knowledgeable ancient martial arts master.

Hearing this, the crowd couldn’t help exclaiming in admiration, “Wow, that’s incredible, to reach the late stages of Hidden Strength in just over twenty years!

He must be the next Shen Biancheng, and given time, he will likely reach the highest realm of the ‘Embracing Pill Path!'”

The Embracing Pill Path is the ultimate faith of ancient martial arts practitioners.

“Absolutely!” the knowledgeable ancient martial arts master said, “It makes sense for the Mo family to send Mo Xuanghai to fight, as Ye Fan has openly challenged all youths under forty in the Mo family!”

“What dominance!

Such overwhelming dominance!” the crowd gasped in awe.

“The Mo family is a power in the ancient martial arts community, yet Ye Fan has emerged abruptly and boldly challenges all the young elites of the Mo family!

Indeed, only extraordinary people do extraordinary things!”

The murmurs and discussions among various ancient martial arts masters grew louder.

Although they were separated from the Mo family’s juniors, the increasingly loud discussions still reached the ears of the Mo family’s juniors, who felt anger and humiliation.

At that moment, with Mo Zunqiang’s loud cry of “The competition begins,” the match officially started.

Mo Xuanghai, remembering the mission given by Old Master Mo, didn’t intend to toy with Ye Fan like the two Mo family juniors from the previous night.

Instead, he directly stepped forward with the Traveling Dragon Step and lunged towards Ye Fan.

As he neared Ye Fan, he launched a move “Dual Dragons Seize the Pearl” aiming for Ye Fan’s eyes, fierce and swift, tearing through the air with a “whoosh,” forcing Ye Fan to defend himself.

Ye Fan felt two gusts of powerful wind targeting his eyes, seemingly about to gouge them out violently, but he knew the tactics of Eight Trigram Palm, which rarely attacked directly, usually relying on the Traveling Dragon Step to maneuver to the side or behind to launch a surprise attack.

Thus, Mo Xuanghai’s vicious and fierce “Dual Dragons Seize the Pearl” was mostly a feint.

Suddenly, Ye Fan performed a Monkey Crouch, his large stature instantly shrinking by half, like a child or a sprightly monkey.

The ancient martial arts masters watching below were all shocked; the Monkey Crouch was performed almost to perfection.

Shen Biancheng couldn’t help but nod in approval.

Ye Fan suddenly crouching down meant Mo Xuanghai’s “Dual Dragons Seize the Pearl” hit nothing but air, much to his surprise, as he had not anticipated Ye Fan dodging in such a manner.

Fortunately, as “Dual Dragons Seize the Pearl” was just a feint, in the midst of the move, Mo Xuanghai instinctively stepped with the Traveling Dragon Step, circling to the left behind Ye Fan to strike.

Just then, from his crouching position on the ground, Ye Fan suddenly lashed out his right leg viciously and quickly towards Mo Xuanghai’s left shin.

This move, nicknamed “Yellow Dog Urinating,” despite its unimpressive name, was extremely cruel and lethal, executed swiftly, catching opponents off guard.

Once hit by the flying kick, no shinbone would remain unbroken.

Mo Xuanghai was caught off guard, and just as he aimed for Ye Fan’s head, he suddenly felt pain in his left leg followed by a massive force kicking him off his feet and sending him crashing mercilessly to the ground.

Having gained the upper hand in one move, Ye Fan did not stop.

True to the saying, “Hit hard when your opponent is down—take their life while they are sick,” Ye Fan relentlessly attacked the fallen man.

Suddenly, Ye Fan’s figure expanded, returning to full size, and like a hawk striking its prey, he pounced on Mo Xuanghai with breathtaking speed.

Many ancient martial arts masters hadn’t even reacted when, amidst Mo Xuanghai’s cries of agony, he was sent flying off the competition stage.