Mo Qi raised her hand feebly, and in the end she could only grit her teeth and say in frustration, "That's it."
Yu Lin let go without looking back: "Next one."
Mo Qi walked to the side and after hesitating for a moment, he still asked without giving up: "Did you just use Tai Chi moves? Are you from the Wudang sect?"
Yu Lin smiled slightly at Mo Qi: "Sorry, I have no comment."
Fang Qingle stood opposite Yu Lin and said in a cold voice, "Please enlighten me."
Thinking of what Fang Zhuhen had done, Yu Lin became even more displeased when he looked at the troublesome man named Fang in front of him.
Fang Qingle: "I'm ready, let's get started."
Yu Lin didn't say a word, he turned around and pushed his palm, and with a move of Tai Chi Cloud Hand, Fang Qingle's punch was completely resolved in an instant.
Before Fang Qingle could react, Yu Lin changed his steps and moved to a position behind him in a few steps.
At the same time, Yu Lin raised his palm, and the movement of the knife brought a strong wind, stopping a few millimeters behind Fang Qingle's neck.
Seeing the person in front of her who couldn't help but sweat, she stopped and patted Fang Qingle on the shoulder. She endured her discomfort and persuaded him: "Don't be so unbeatable next time when you go out, okay?"
Fang Qingle's fingers trembled slightly, but he had to admit that if Yu Lin had wanted to attack him just now, he would probably be lying on the ground unconscious by now.
What made him even more unbelievable was that whether in the battle with Mo Qi or with him, Yu Lin did not use any spiritual power during the whole process!
The woman in front of her was just an ordinary person, but within a few moves she beat them, who had been practicing since childhood, without any chance of fighting back.
Fang Qingle looked embarrassed: "Who are you?"
Hearing the familiar question again, Yu Lin smoothed his fallen hair and sighed slightly.
Just when a few people thought she was going to confess something, Yu Lin spoke out a few words in a clear and eloquent tone——
"I am your ancestor."
Fang Qingle immediately became angry: "You! Don't go too far!"
Mo Qi stopped Fang Qingle, who was impulsively trying to take action, and said calmly:
"Fellow Daoist Yu, you have to be merciful and merciful. After all, this is still in the Fang family. We just want to know your identity. If you have no family or sect, we might as well introduce you to a few people at the competition meeting tomorrow."
For ordinary wandering Taoist priests or ascetics without any sect, Mo Qi's conditions are not unattractive.
But it's a pity that the person I'm chatting with is Yu Lin.
Moreover, Yu Lin was disturbed when he was supposed to be sleeping.
Therefore, Master Yu’s not very beautiful mood was completely shattered and he completely lost his patience:
"Check the time, okay sister, it's eleven o'clock at night, not eleven noon. Normally, I should be lying on the soft big bed now instead of drinking the northwest wind with you in the dark."
Mo Qi was speechless for a moment.
Yu Lin lazily said: "I'm just a nobody, so I won't bother you to introduce him."
After saying that, she turned around and prepared to leave.
Before leaving, Yu Lin seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around and threatened with a smile:
"I forgot to mention it, I'm afraid of being famous, so——"
Fang Qingle's face darkened, and he spoke with difficulty: "We won't tell anyone."
Yu Lin snapped his fingers and turned around to leave without any hesitation.
Seeing Yu Lin's figure disappear into the night, Fang Qingping finally said cautiously: