Chapter two hundred and ninety sixth fight casually
The two juniors were fighting, but the two elders had no intention of stopping it. Anyway, it was not that they had never fought before. Besides, Kaiyuan Sect did not think that Yan Xiusi would lose, so a fight was naturally good, but the Mo family did not
The rules that prevent this kind of fighting are that if you lose, you lose. It doesn't matter. You just have to fight again in the future.
It has to be said that the strength of these two people is indeed surprising. Needless to say, Yan Xiusi, the four-star martial artist is indeed the best among the younger generation. Before Mu Xingyuan took action, no one could be his opponent.
But Mo Zigui was equally astonishing. Although he was a lower level, he was not at a disadvantage. His physical quality was unexpected and far surpassed that of Yan Xiu Si.
The battle between the two attracted the attention of most of the people. People from all major forces looked over, especially the younger generation, who paid even more attention.
"This Mo Zigui is much stronger than before. He is indeed a rival." Ji Wushuang, the eldest son of the wealthy Ji family, said calmly, his eyes slightly narrowed.
"Mo Zigui is pretty good, but it's nothing more than that. Na Yan Xiu Si is a character and needs to be paid careful attention to." A disciple of Ling Tianmen said.
"Yan Xiu Si... Humph, the world says that I am not as good as him, but I will prove that he is no match for me!" Zhao Lingkong snorted coldly, his eyes full of confidence.
"Yuan'er, how are you?" Mu Yeqing said with a slight smile, and standing next to him was the strongest young man in Xiaolongmen, Mu Xingyuan.
"They're all not as good as me." Mu Xingyuan's answer was simple and direct, and his conceit was palpable!
"Haha, I feel relieved now!" Mu Yeqing laughed.
In addition, there are other young geniuses who are all observing. After all, they are likely to be rivals in the future, so they naturally want to take the opportunity to learn more about them.
Moreover, Mo Zigui and Yan Xiu Si are both leaders of the younger generation. A lot can be learned from the battle between these two people, so it is certainly worthy of attention.
Mo Ziqi stood next to the seventh elder, not interested in her brother's battle. Instead, she kept looking at the Mo family's team and couldn't help but feel worried.
Qin Qi hasn't come yet. Could it be that something unexpected happened?
"Ziqi, what's wrong with you?" The seventh elder noticed Mo Ziqi's expression and couldn't help but ask.
"Nothing." Mo Ziqi shook her head.
The seventh elder glanced at her, and then he also turned his gaze to everyone in the Mo family, especially Mo Wuji, but his expression became a little colder.
"It seems your mother didn't come." The seventh elder said.
When Mo Ziqi heard this, she raised her eyebrows and said, "Master, do you want my mother to come?"
"Of course I hope, I haven't seen her for many years." The seventh elder said directly.
This surprised Mo Ziqi, but she didn't want to care about her father's nonsense now. She was more concerned about why Qin Qi hadn't come yet.
Even she herself didn't realize it, but she paid more attention to Qin Qi than anyone she had ever known before.
Over there, Mo Zigui and Yan Xiu Si were fighting more and more fiercely. Geniuses from all major forces gathered around to watch, secretly comparing the differences. Mo Ziqi frowned and simply walked to Mo's house.
The seventh elder glanced at her but did not stop her.
"Huh? Ziqi, why are you here? Are you ready to go in with us?" Mo Wuji noticed Mo Ziqi coming and asked immediately.
"Where are the others?" Mo Ziqi asked directly without answering.
"Him? Oh, you're talking about Young Master Lin, right? I don't know what happened, but he agreed to meet me here." Mo Wuji also had a sad look on his face.
The Little Jingtian Mansion is about to open, but Qin Qi hasn't arrived yet.
Mo Ziqi frowned and couldn't help but cursed, "You bastard, you haven't come yet. If you don't want to come, don't come!"
After that, he turned around and left, not sure whether he was angry or worried.
Mo Wuji opened his mouth, but when he saw Mo Ziqi walking towards the Seventh Elder, he immediately did not dare to look over and pretended to look around at the scenery.
But as soon as he turned his head, a mass of bloody things suddenly appeared in front of his eyes!
"Holy shit!" Mo Wuji shouted loudly, his hair standing on end and the hairs all over his body standing on end. He almost had a heart attack.
And when you take a closer look, this is actually a person?
When did this person appear? He didn't feel anything at all. It was really terrifying. Thinking of this, Mo Wuji suddenly felt horrified in his heart. If this person had malicious intentions towards him just now, wouldn't he have already been tricked?
"Who is it!" Mo Wuji shouted loudly, the wild fire martial spirit above his head shook, and the pressure of the martial spirit realm was shaken out. In an instant, flames erupted like a volcano, and the surrounding vegetation instantly turned into fly ash.
"Fuck you, uncle, are you going to kill me?" Qin Qi suddenly exclaimed and stepped back.
Grandma’s legs are so injured, and I’m still going through so much trouble, you’d only be willing to die if I die, right?
"Are you... a wise nephew?" Mo Wuji's eyes widened, he quickly put away his pressure and exclaimed: "My wise nephew, how did you become such a virtuous person?"
"We had a casual fight." Qin Qi curled his lips and said, and couldn't help spitting out a few more mouthfuls of blood, which made people tremble with fear.
This is vomiting blood. Is it too much?
"Nephew, are you okay?" Mo Wuji asked quickly.
"It's okay." Qin Qi said.
It's really okay. Mo Wuji's pressure just now helped Qin Qi force out the congestion in his body. At this moment, he felt a lot more comfortable, so it was naturally okay.
"You, how did you become like this? Where is your hand!" Mo Ziqi originally went back, but when she heard Mo Wuji's exclamation, she couldn't help but look back and saw Qin Qi being forced back by Mo Wuji.
He was vomiting blood continuously.
Before she had time to think about it, she had already rushed back, and her face couldn't help but turn pale when she saw Qin Qi's appearance.
He looked so embarrassed, his body was covered in scars, his face was covered in blood, and one of his hands was missing, having been cut off directly.
Moreover, he was vomiting blood so violently!
Mo Ziqi's expression changed drastically, she suddenly stared at Mo Wuji and shouted loudly: "What are you doing? It's great to be promoted to the martial arts. Why did you hurt him!"
Mo Wuji immediately shrank his neck, coughed twice and said, "I didn't know he was coming. This was all an accident. Besides, my nephew is in good health. It's okay to vomit some blood."
"Why don't you vomit?" Mo Ziqi raised her eyebrows, completely angry.
"Well, it's actually nothing. Senior actually helped me force out the congestion." Qin Qi was in a daze, but he didn't expect that the father and daughter would quarrel first.
Hearing this, Mo Wuji couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After all, he thought it was him who made Qin Qi vomit blood.
"Humph!" Mo Ziqi snorted heavily, then looked at Qin Qi worriedly, and said in a reproachful tone: "Why did you get yourself into this?"
"There is nothing we can do about it, so don't worry. This injury won't kill me, and I will recover soon." Qin Qi forced a smile.
In fact, his injuries have indeed stabilized, but he just looks miserable. Of course, this is Qin Qi's intention. He doesn't want the people of Xiaolongmen to recognize him.