Dong Wanyi thought that Li Muchan thought he was not an opponent, and said: "Mo Shaoxia, Mr. Li doesn't like to compete with others. Mo Shaoxia also found the wrong person. Only the eldest brother has the true inheritance of my Dong family gun."
Mo Zichen kept staring at Li Muchan. Seeing Li Muchan smiling calmly and showing a determined demeanor, he felt inexplicably annoyed and sneered: "It turns out to be an embroidered pillow!"
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled, his face unchanged, Dong Wanyi also pretended not to hear, not wanting Li Muchan to be unable to come to the stage, but she was secretly anxious, it seemed that this Young Master Mo was determined to force Young Master Li to take action!
Geng Lao frowned and said: "Master Mo, Mr. Li doesn't want to take action, so why do you need to be so aggressive?"
Mo Zichen smiled proudly and bowed slightly: "I have this temper, so don't take offense if I offend you... In my opinion, it's useless to talk the talk, as the truth can be seen in the hands."
Li Muchan shook his head secretly. Mo Zichen's arrogant and arrogant look was indeed a bit majestic. Most women really couldn't stand this.
He glanced at Dong Wanyi, she was frowning, her displeasure evident.
This aroused Mo Zichen's anger even more. He stared at Li Muchan, sneered and ridiculed, and almost stepped forward to force Li Muchan to take action.
Mo Zichen was cruel and insisted on giving this man named Li a lesson, teaching him a profound lesson, letting him know that the sky is high and the sky is high, but he is still very arrogant despite his age!
An arrogant person cannot tolerate other people being arrogant. Li Muchan has a modest smile and a gentle expression. In Mo Zichen's eyes, he is arrogant. In addition, Li Muchan has Dong Wanyi's favor. No matter how Mo Zichen looks at him, he will not like him. He will teach him a lesson.
There is no way to vent your anger, and it is difficult to calm down your anger.
Li Muchan just shook his head and smiled without saying a word. Geng Lao and He Lao were helpless. They were blocked in the door and yelled at, but they could still hold their breath and laugh. This kid is also really good at hiding.
Dong Wanyi lowered her face and hummed: "Young Master Mo, you are a guest from afar, so please respect yourself!"
Mo Zichen glanced at Dong Wanyi and sneered at Li Muchan: "Standing behind a woman, you are really promising, I admire you!"
Li Muchan shook his head and said: "Mo Shaoxia, isn't it nice to be gentle and calm? Why do you need to be aggressive?"
"I'm forcing you, if you're a man, stand up!" Mo Zichen sneered: "Don't hide behind women and cower, it's really embarrassing for men!"
Li Muchan sighed, stretched out his hand to block Dong Wanyi, and sighed: "Girl, it seems I have no choice but to take action."
"Young master, don't be as knowledgeable as him." Dong Wanyi said hurriedly.
She was worried that Li Muchan would be defeated and fell into Mo Zichen's provocation. Looking at Mo Zichen's attitude, he would definitely hit him hard. What if there was something wrong with him?
Li Muchan shook his head: "I'm new here, and I didn't want to be in the limelight, but Mo Shaoxia insisted on competing with me. If I refuse, I will embarrass the Dong family."
"Master..." Dong Wanyi was still worried.
Li Muchan waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's just a discussion. It doesn't matter."
Dong Wanyi turned to look at Mo Zichen: "Mo Shaoxia, let's compete in martial arts until the point is reached."
Mo Zichen glanced at Li Muchan and sneered: "Don't worry, Miss Dong, I won't destroy him!"
Dong Wanyi looked at him deeply and said nothing more, so as not to anger him. Seeing that neither Geng Lao nor He Lao were rivals, she was very afraid of Mo Zichen... Li Muchan took two steps forward and said with a smile: "Mo Shaoxia wants to
Comparing marksmanship?"
"The Dong family's spear is a unique skill, and I'm just trying to learn from it." Mo Zichen squinted at him proudly: "But I guess you don't know the Dong family's spear. You can use your fists, kicks, or swords!"
Li Muchan turned around and said, "Sister Chunhua, please bring me a gun."
Chunhua nodded, turned around and floated away, and quickly brought a long spear. The moon-white spear body was round and straight, and the black tip of the spear did not shine at all under the sunlight, with a faint hint of cold air.
Li Muchan held the spear in his hands, shook it slightly, and made a slight "buzz" sound. The head of the spear shook into a shadow, and the body of the spear was very flexible.
"What a gun!" he exclaimed.
Chunhua said: "Sir, this gun belongs to the young lady."
Li Muchan turned around and smiled: "Thank you very much, girl."
Dong Wanyi smiled: "My uncle passed it on to me, and I have no use for it."
"Aren't you still competing?" Mo Zichen snorted impatiently. Seeing Dong Wanyi and Li Muchan laughing happily, he was indescribably irritated.
Li Muchan smiled: "I have never seen the Dong family's marksmanship. They must be very good, but I have also practiced a few marksmanship. Mo Shaoxia wants to see the marksmanship, so I will show my shame!"
"Stop talking nonsense and let's do it!" Mo Zichen snorted.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Okay then!"
He took two steps forward with his gun in hand and arrived at the clearing of the purple bamboo forest. Mo Zichen stepped over and stood two feet away from Li Muchan.
"Let's do it!" Mo Zichen said impatiently: "Stop dilly-dallying!"
Li Muchan shook his spear lightly and said with a smile: "Please!"
"You first!" Mo Zichen snorted.
Li Muchan smiled and shook his head, stabbed lightly, and with a slight whistle, the tip of the spear had already reached Mo Zichen's chest. The tip of the spear cast a shadow, and it was impossible to tell where he was going to stab.
Mo Zichen pressed his palm and hummed: "Sure enough, you are quite capable!"
"Bang!" A palm print shot out from Mo Zichen's palm, met the tip of the gun, and made a muffled sound, like two pieces of wood hitting each other.
Li Muchan's gun shook, releasing the tyrannical force. The tip of the gun suddenly appeared and stabbed Mo Zichen's chest faster than before.
He is good at manipulating force, and having a spear is even more powerful. Mo Zichen's internal strength is deep and he is really tyrannical. Unfortunately, when he encountered Li Muchan's spear, he immediately removed the resistance.
"Ding!" Mo Zichen flew three feet away, plowing two deep furrows on the ground with his toes, and stared at Li Muchan in surprise and disbelief.
Li Muchan frowned, shook his head and said, "I didn't expect Mo Shaoxia to still be wearing inner armor!"
Mo Zichen took out a jade pendant from his arms. It was originally a square jade pendant with a small hole in the center, like a carefully carved jade ring.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "What a piece of jadeite."
Mo Zichen looked at the jade pendant in his hand, his face was gloomy, and he stared at Li Muchan: "Okay, okay, I didn't expect you to hide it so deeply, I'm really blind!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "It's funny."
Geng Lao and He Lao looked at each other with surprised expressions. Their sharp eyes saw the appearance of the jade pendant, and they immediately understood that Li Muchan's spear had pierced the jade pendant.
There is nothing unusual about this, but the strange thing is that there is only a small hole in the jade pendant, no scars, and no cracks. It is obvious that the power of the gun was concentrated on one point, which caused such a situation.
Such concentrated strength is definitely not something ordinary people can achieve. It requires extremely high levels of marksmanship. They think they cannot take it lightly.
Mo Zichen threw away the jade pendant and slowly drew out his sword: "I really underestimated you, come on!"
The blade of his sword is bright, like a clear spring flowing through the blade. You can tell it is a sword at a glance, as it emits a gleaming light in the sunlight.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Please——!"
Mo Zichen put away his contempt, his expression was solemn and solemn, and with strange footwork, he suddenly reached Li Muchan, and the sky was enveloped in silver light.
Li Muchan took a step back, and there was a "buzz" sound, and the tip of the spear filled the sky, "ding ding ding ding..." The sword tip and the spear tip hit each other like rain hitting banana trees, forming one continuous piece.
Li Muchan suddenly turned around and reached behind Mo Zichen. With a muffled "bang", Mo Zichen flew out, but was knocked away by the gun barrel.
Li Muchan put away his gun and stood up, smiling and saying: "Mo Shaoxia, I accept the concession!"
Mo Zichen stood up in embarrassment, his whole body still numb. The gun barrel didn't look very powerful, but it was incredibly powerful, and it wouldn't go away after running around in his body.
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