However, if Li Hongdao wants to take action, Mo Hai doesn't mind accompanying him. For Mo Hai, there is no need to talk about things that can be solved by hands.
"Mr. Li, there is a misunderstanding. It was because Dong Zhipeng was scornful of me that Mr. Mo taught him a lesson. You must not do anything with Mr. Mo?" An Anhui quickly advised.
"Who is scorning you? I am pursuing you openly. What does it have to do with this kid? He beat people first." Dong Zhipeng shouted.
"Miss An, you don't have to speak for this kid. Now, this is a matter between me and him. Since he and I are both martial arts practitioners, let's have a martial arts competition. Don't worry, I just taught him a lesson.
Dun, I won’t kill him." Li Hongdao said calmly.
"Um, Mr. Li, you don't understand what I mean? What I mean is that you are no match for Mr. Mo. If you fight against Mr. Mo, you will definitely suffer." An Xinhui said with some embarrassment.
Hearing this, Li Hongdao was stunned and thought he heard wrongly.
"What did you say? I'm no match for this kid?" Li Hongdao almost jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
"Mr. Li, I'm not kidding. You are really no match for Young Master Mo. It's better to leave quickly." Although Li Hongdao couldn't accept these truths, An Xinhui still said it.
"Miss An, stop talking. You are not a martial artist. There are some things you don't understand, and you don't know my strength either." Li Hongdao said in a deep voice.
"Mr. Li, I really don't know much about your strength, but no matter how strong you are, you will never be Mr. Mo's opponent. Please believe me?" An Xinhui spoke solemnly again.
Seeing An Xin Hui's serious look, Li Hongdao not only did not take An Xin Hui's words seriously, but became even more dissatisfied. An An Hui looked down on him too much. How could he leave? If he just left like this, what would happen to him?
The president of the Hangzhou Martial Arts Association has become a laughing stock.
"You can shut up." Li Hongdao said coldly, not liking An Hui at all.
An Xinhui was helpless. She had already said what she needed to say, but Mr. Li didn't listen, so she had no choice.
"Boy, come and fight with me. I want to see how capable you, a young master, are." After finishing his words, Li Hongdao jumped up, fell into the lake, and ran towards Mo Hai.
"Your strength is too weak, and you are not qualified to fight with me. But since you want to see my strength, I can help you." Mo Hai smiled, then formed a knife with his fingers and slashed it at Li Hongdao.
A dazzling white light flashed through the rain.
Li Hongdao's pupils dilated and he quickly dodged. Fortunately, he dodged in time. The white light fell from his side and struck the lake. It was like the tail of a dragon. It hit the lake hard and separated the lake directly. Two rows of several meters high were formed.
The waves rolled in both directions.
Li Hongdao didn't react in time and was knocked over by the huge wave and fell into the lake. His inner strength was released and the lake water directly poured him into a drowned rat.
Seeing this scene, everyone except An Hui was dumbfounded.
But Mo Hai didn't give up.
Mo Hai stretched out his hand, pointed a little in the air, and touched a drop of rain with his finger. When Mo Hai touched the drop of rain, time seemed to stand still.
Everyone could see with their own eyes that the raindrops in the sky and the earth suddenly froze. Standing next to Mo Hai, An Xinhui saw it more clearly. She was sure that it was not time that stopped, but that Mo Hai cast a certain spell.
This magical power caused the heavy rain to stop.
Although he had seen Mo Hai's power last time, this time, An Xinhui was stunned again.
This rain is a natural phenomenon. Mo Hai can freeze the heavy rain. Doesn't this mean that Mo Hai can control natural changes? This is incredible.
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bsp; After the rain stopped, Mo Hai held it with his palm. The rainwater was pulled by an invisible force and gathered together to form a huge water column. The water column was like a dragon. Mo Hai held one end and waved the water column gently.
Directly splitting Dong Zhipeng's boat into two halves.
Dong Zhipeng and Xiong Jian fell into the water again. The lake water was ice cold. For ordinary people like Dong Zhipeng, they were naturally shivering from the cold.
However, at this moment, Dong Zhipeng was no longer aware of Leng, and in his mind, there was only the scene just now.
"Is this a human being?" Dong Zhipeng held a piece of wood and looked at Mo Hai in shock. It was like looking at a god. Mo Hai's magical powers have exceeded his knowledge. Dong Zhipeng is also a knowledgeable person. Feihua
He had seen picking leaves and unleashing inner energy but those so-called magical skills were not worth mentioning in front of Mo Hai's magical powers.
Li Hongdao, floating up and down in the lake, had forgotten that Mo Hai's strength was too terrifying.
Mo Hai put away his magical power and looked at Dong Zhipeng.
"This is the second time you have offended me. You were bound to die, but you are lucky. Today is my grandma's birthday. I don't want to kill anyone." Mo Hai said lightly. This time, Dong Zhipeng didn't dare to talk nonsense. He was scared.
My heart was in my throat.
After saying that, Mo Hai and An Anhui returned to the painting boat.
The old lady and others had never seen such a scene before, and they were so shocked that they could not calm down for a long time.
"Xiaohai, why do you always mention killing people? You haven't really killed anyone, have you?" the old lady asked.
Even Zhou Xiaorong couldn't help but look at Mo Hai, her eyes filled with worry. Naturally, she didn't want her son to really kill anyone.
"Grandma, I don't want to lie to you, I have really killed someone." Mo Hai said.
As soon as these words came out, the old lady was so shocked that she almost fainted. Zhou Xiaorong and Mo Weiguo were also shocked. After all, they are just ordinary people. It is normal for them to find it difficult to accept such things.
"Xiaohai, although you have learned the skills, you cannot kill people at will. Who did you kill?" the old lady said, full of worry.
"Grandma, don't ask. I just killed the person who deserves to be killed. There won't be any trouble." Mo Hai said with a smile. After all, they are relatives. It doesn't hurt to tell the truth. Anyway, family members will know about this kind of thing in the future.
It would have been better if I had known it earlier. Although I couldn't accept it for a while, I gradually got used to it.
"How can there be no trouble? You may be wanted. This is no joke. You should surrender." The old lady advised sternly.
"Uh..." Mo Hai had a helpless look on his face. He was an immortal, he trampled some ants to death, and yet he still surrendered? Isn't this funny?
Seeing that Mo Hai was having trouble explaining, An Xinhui quickly said: "Young Master Mo will not be wanted, don't worry."
"Miss An, how do you know?" The old lady was still worried.
An Anhui hesitated for a moment, then said, "You all know Wu Yuan, right?"
An Anhui nodded and continued to ask: "Then do you know how Wu Yuan died?"
"How did you die? It couldn't be..." The old lady and others seemed to understand what it meant, and were suddenly horrified.
"You are right in your guess. Wu Yuan was killed by Mr. Mo. You have also seen today Uncle Wu's attitude towards Mr. Mo, so you don't have to worry, Mr. Mo will not be in trouble." An Xinhui said.
At this time, the old lady and others stopped talking because they were too shocked to speak.
Mo Hai killed Wu Bingxiong's son, but Wu Bingxiong was still so respectful and polite to Mo Hai, which simply subverted people's outlook on life.