In Doctor Mo's world, Cunyoubu was a very advanced body skill, which did not belong to Mo Wen's martial arts. Mo Wen also acquired it by chance.
Cun Youbu is said to be one inch under your feet and three feet on the ground.
With a slight movement of his feet, his body can cross a few meters out of thin air, which is really mysterious and weird.
However, this body technique is also difficult to learn. At that time, Mo Wen suffered a lot in order to practice inch wandering.
It is said that if Cun Youbu can cultivate to the peak state, an inch under his feet will cover a thousand feet on the ground. It is simply the legendary magical power of shrinking the ground into an inch.
However, in that life, Mo Wen, with his cultivation in the fetal breath realm, had only reached the realm of being one inch under his feet and fifty feet above the ground. As for a thousand feet, only God knows whether that is true.
"Are you also an ancient warrior?"
Wang Xiaofei failed to catch it, and a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes. It stands to reason that she had just used all her strength, and it was impossible for Mo Wen to avoid it.
Moreover, the movement technique Mo Wen performed was so mysterious that she didn't even see any clues about it. Apart from ancient warriors, there was probably no other person who could perform such a mysterious movement technique.
Mo Wen smiled slightly but did not answer.
To be precise, he is indeed an ancient warrior, but he is an ancient warrior who has just started.
With his current cultivation level, he is probably equivalent to a solid late stage among ancient warriors. He has not cultivated inner breath, and is not even a true ancient warrior.
As for Wang Xiaofei, through the brief exchange just now, he knew that Wang Xiaofei's specific cultivation level was probably around the middle stage of inner breath.
No matter what, Mo Wen Zeng Jin was an ancient warrior in the womb breath realm, so he still had some discernment.
A flash of understanding flashed in Wang Xiaofei's eyes. No wonder Mo Wen performed so well in the shooting competition. He turned out to be an ancient warrior. However, even an ancient warrior cannot hit a moving flying saucer with perfect accuracy without professional training.
After knowing that Mo Wentong was an ancient warrior, Wang Xiaofei's eyes flashed with caution. She jumped up and swept out with a chain of legs. The fierce wind roared, and four or five slender feet appeared in Mo Wen's eyes.
Mo Wen took a step back and used his inch wandering step to instantly avoid Wang Xiaofei's most powerful attacks. With his current level of cultivation, he would definitely suffer a loss in a head-on collision with Wang Xiaofei.
Regardless of the fact that he is a man, Wang Xiaofei, who has cultivated his inner breath, can break a stone with a single palm of his hand.
Wang Xiaofei obviously also saw that Mo Wen's cultivation was not as good as hers, so he missed a single hit, and immediately swooped down, punching out with both fists, the simplest straight punch, and the most domineering momentum, heading straight towards Mo Wen, trying to defeat him in one fell swoop.
Mo Wen, on the other hand, was unhurried. He crossed his arms, and his two palms strangely faced Wang Xiaofei's fists from the side, and immediately grabbed Wang Xiaofei's two pink little fists.
Wang Xiaofei raised her eyebrows. Mo Wen, who was obviously not as good as her in cultivation, dared to take the initiative to greet her. She immediately felt unceremoniously and her energy was released, and her arms pushed forward with heavy force.
Then, Mo Wen did not fly away as expected. It was like the blow hitting cotton just now. Mo Wen just shook his body twice and all the power was removed.
The next moment, Mo Wen stepped forward, grabbed Wang Xiaofei's hands and pulled her back. Wang Xiaofei's body involuntarily leaned forward and threw herself into Mo Wen's arms.
At this time, Mo Wen moved his feet, and in a flash, his body turned from in front of Wang Xiaofei to behind her. At the same time, he grabbed Wang Xiaofei's arm and twisted it. His other hand pressed on Wang Xiaofei's shoulder and pressed her upper body down.
Just like the police catching a thief, Wang Xiaofei was restrained in one fell swoop.
"you……"
Wang Xiaofei did not expect that not only did her attack fail, but she was also hit by Mo Wen's move.
Without thinking about it, she simply moved her little head down, turned over, and swung one of her little feet back fiercely, straight towards Mo Wen's face. She didn't believe that Mo Wen dared not let go of her when he kicked her with all his strength.
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As expected, Mo Wen let go of Wang Xiaofei's arm, but grabbed Wang Xiaofei's feet again, took two steps back, and pulled back hard.
Due to the force of inertia, Wang Xiaofei's whole body was hanging in the air. The ankle of her little foot was still grasped in Mo Wen's hand.
From a distance, it looked like Wang Xiaofei was a scarecrow, easily caught by Mo Wen.
Wang Xiaofei became anxious immediately. She did not expect that Mo Wen was so difficult to deal with. Although his cultivation was obviously not as good as hers, he could always control her. There was nothing she could do.
Mo Wen smiled calmly, shook his arm, and sent Wang Xiaofei flying out.
Although he wasn't very strong, Wang Xiaofei, a girl as heavy as she was, was thrown five or six meters away by him.
Wang Xiaofei snorted in dissatisfaction. Although she lost her balance in mid-air, she did not panic. She twisted her waist and flipped over to stand firmly on the ground.
"How did you neutralize my strength just now?"
Wang Xiaofei stared at Mo Wen unconvinced. She had made several attacks just now, and her strength was obviously much greater than that of Mo Wen, but she was repeatedly restrained. Her strength was like attacking cotton, and it felt like she was unable to exert any force at all.
"That one is called Rougu Mianjin."
Mo Wenhao said with a smile that he was indeed not as powerful as Wang Xiaofei, but it did not mean that he had no way to deal with Wang Xiaofei. With his ability, there were more than one or two ways to deal with Wang Xiaofei.
"Soft bones and strong strength? Have you also practiced martial arts?"
Wang Xiaofei raised her eyebrows. Martial arts can only be practiced by ancient warriors in the realm of inner breath. She has just started to learn a martial art. Did she sense it wrong just now? Mo Wen is still an ancient warrior in the realm of inner breath.
"Are you coming yet?" Mo Wen smiled, noncommittal.
"Of course..." Wang Xiaofei snorted softly and held her head high: "Of course I won't come. What's so great about defeating a girl, huh."
With that said, Wang Xiaofei ignored Mo Wen and walked back to the first battalion.
Although it was only a brief fight, Wang Xiaofei was not stupid and knew that she could not win against Mo Wen. Regardless of her previous movement skills or her soft bones and strong strength, they were all very profound things. She was a little strange. She was obviously the inner one.
A martial artist in the realm of rest has not yet learned a single martial art. Why did Mo Wen learn two martial arts?
"Don't ask, I know you can do it. Even Wang Xiaofei's tigress is subdued. I admire you, I really admire you."
Wang Yuan patted Mo Wen on the shoulder and said excitedly.
The fourth battalion did not lose to the first battalion and finally gained some face.
"You think everyone is like you and can't beat a woman."
Mo Wen rolled his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to Wang Yuan. This was not what Wang Yuan said before. His ability to change his face was faster than turning the pages of a book.
"You...your brother-in-law..."
Mo Wen couldn't help Ding's words, which immediately choked Wang Yuan.
"Oh, that Mo Wen is so awesome, even Wang Xiaofei is no match for him."
The round-faced girl next to Qin Xiaoyou screamed, and it was a bit unbelievable for a moment. As a member of the female military camp, she naturally knew what Wang Xiaofei was capable of, but she was defeated by Mo Wen.
"How's it going? You asked me to beg Wang Xiaofei for mercy before. I think I should beg for Wang Xiaofei's mercy."
Qin Xiaoyou hummed softly and raised his long, snow-white neck proudly.
"Oh, is it true that Mo Wen is no longer my opponent, and you will help him to plead for mercy? Sure enough, the two of you have a shameful affair."
At this time, Wang Xiaofei happened to come back. After hearing what Qin Xiaoyou said, she suddenly started teasing him with strange sounds and strange words.
"Bah, bah, bah, your rotten mouth really can't spit out ivory. You should have been punished by Mo Wen just now."
Qin Xiaoyou's face turned red, and she glared at Wang Xiaofei fiercely, not wanting to be outdone.
"Xiao You, what you said is so ambiguous. How can I deal with it so severely? In the ring, or... in bed?"
The round-faced girl looked at Qin Xiaoyou and Wang Xiaofei narrowly, laughing non-stop.
"Zhang Xin, you are seeking death!"
"Xiao Xin, you need training. I will teach you the seventy-two movements of turning clouds and rain..."
Wang Xiaofei pounced and pinned Zhang Xin underneath her.