After hearing this, Mr. Mo, Mo Yuhai and Zhao Fanglin's faces became extremely ugly.
"Huh? I didn't hear what you just said?"
Mo Chuan glanced at Tang Yirong and asked with a half-smile.
“I didn’t hear you clearly, okay, I’ll just say it again, Miss!”
A sneer appeared at the corner of Tang Yirong's lips, like a superior queen, and she said proudly: "If you marry into the Tang family, I can fulfill the engagement and give you the title of husband!"
After saying that, Tang Yirong was full of confidence. She was sure that Mo Chuan would not refuse.
She had even begun to imagine that Mo Chuan would show an extremely excited expression after hearing what she said.
Because she is both a warrior and a great beauty, with both strength and beauty. She is not the kind of vulgar woman among ordinary people who can compare with her.
How could a stunning beauty like her and a young man like Mo Chuan not be moved by her?
Of course, she was just teasing Mo Chuan for a while.
Even if Mo Chuan really agreed to the terms of a son-in-law, she would not fulfill the engagement.
A high-quality woman like her must not be just a warrior from Yunshan City when she chooses a husband.
In other words, Mo Chuan is really unworthy!
"Finished?"
However, Mo Chuan did not show the excitement Tang Yirong imagined. Instead, he acted very calmly, with no fluctuation in his eyes.
"Um?"
Tang Yirong frowned deeply, feeling that her pride had been hit hard.
Mo Chuan actually didn't look moved at all?
"Now that it's over, get out of here!"
Mo Chuan said coldly, without concealing the impatience in his tone.
"What?" Anger emerged in Tang Yirong's heart, and her eyes became extremely cold, "You dare to say 'get out' to me?"
Mo Chuan raised his hand and waved, and a majestic zhenqi blasted out, hitting Tang Yirong directly.
"You!" Tang Yirong's eyes widened. She did not expect that Mo Chuan would suddenly take action, so she had no time to defend herself.
With a bang, Tang Yirong was hit by the zhenqi and immediately stepped back several steps, feeling very embarrassed.
Mr. Mo, Mo Yuhai and Zhao Fanglin on the side were also surprised and shocked by this sudden scene.
"Where does all this nonsense come from? Not only do I dare to tell you to get lost, but I also dare to beat you with my own hands until you crawl out of Mo's house!"
Mo Chuan stopped his hand and looked at Tang Yirong with an indifferent expression.
Tang Yirong looked angry and pointed at Mo Chuan, furious: "Okay, you actually did it, so don't blame me for being rude!"
With her pride, she didn't think she was inferior to Mo Chuan.
Mo Chuan just took action first and made a sneak attack, which made her suffer a small loss.
The next second.
Tang Yirong's expression was cold, and powerful energy burst out from her whole body. Then, she struck out with a palm and hit Mo Chuan directly.
This palm was unparalleled in power and carried a fierce murderous intent.
With just this palm, it can be seen that Tang Yirong's martial arts attainments are indeed not low.
Mo Chuan saw all this but did not make any move.
"Are you frightened by my aura?"
Tang Yirong's heart moved, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.
But her palm did not slow down at all, and still struck Mo Chuan with overwhelming power.
boom!!!
This palm landed hard on Mo Chuan's chest.
Click!
The floor tiles under Mo Chuan's feet were like spider webs, with countless small cracks.
One can imagine how powerful this palm is.
Tang Yirong stared at Mo Chuan with a smile on her face.
"You faced my full palm, but you didn't make any defense. I guess your heart has been shattered by the energy carried by this palm now, right?"
Tang Yirong thought this in her heart and looked at Mo Chuan with a playful expression.
"The next step was to vomit a large mouthful of blood and then fall down."
Tang Yirong thought viciously in her heart again.
However.
"boring."
Mo Chuan raised his head, glanced at Tang Yirong's smile, and said lightly.
He is a cultivator at the fourth level of Qi refining stage, and his Qi strength is equivalent to that of a fifth-level warrior.
As for Tang Yirong, she was only a third-level heavenly warrior, so the strength of her true energy was very different from Mo Chuan's.
Even if Mo Chuan did nothing, Tang Yirong wouldn't be able to break his defense.
"What are you doing??"
The smile on Tang Yirong's face disappeared instantly and was replaced by an expression of disbelief.
Mo Chuan didn't say a word, but slapped his palm in return to Tang Yirong.
This palm was ordinary, far less astonishing than Tang Yirong's palm.
But the real killer move is sometimes restrained.
boom!!!
As soon as this palm touched Tang Yirong, Tang Yirong was like a kite with its string broken, flying upside down and out of the villa hall!
"Ah!!!" Outside, on the villa lawn, Tang Yirong hit the lawn hard and let out a particularly shrill scream.
"this??"
Mr. Mo, Mo Yuhai and Zhao Fanglin, you looked at me and I looked at you, and we all saw the surprise in each other's eyes.
Mo Chuan smiled faintly, retracted his palm, and walked out of the villa hall.
Mr. Mo, Mo Yuhai and Zhao Fanglin also quickly followed.
Villa lawn.
As soon as Mo Chuan came out, he saw Tang Yirong not far away.
Tang Yirong's body trembled and she stood up from the lawn with difficulty. But as soon as she stood firm, her expression changed and she spat out a large mouthful of blood with a pop.
Mr. Mo and others also rushed outside at this time. Mr. Mo looked at Tang Yirong's miserable appearance and shook his head helplessly.
After all, this was the descendant of his former friend, and he really couldn't bear it.
But when he thought of how Tang Yirong was extremely arrogant and wanted to humiliate Mo Chuan, Mr. Mo sighed and withdrew his compassion.
"how?"
Mo Chuan looked at Tang Yirong, who looked weak, and asked calmly: "Do you want to continue to be rude to me? I will always be with you."
Tang Yirong did not answer this. Instead, she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, stared at Mo Chuan with a resentful look, and asked, "Mo Chuan! How dare you hurt me!"
Mo Chuan's face was calm: "Why don't you dare?"
"You really can't hurt him!"
At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded.
Then, a young woman was seen jumping in from outside the villa door and landing in front of Tang Yirong.
"Sister!"
After Tang Yirong saw this young woman, her face showed joy.
At this time, the system prompts sound in due time.
"Ding! Found a warrior!"
Related information comes to mind at the same time.
Name: Meng Xiaoqiong
Realm: fifth level of martial arts
Mo Chuan raised his eyebrows. This should be the information about the young woman who suddenly appeared in front of him.
He is a fifth-level martial artist, but he is a pretty good warrior.
Meng Xiaoqiong looked coldly, glared at Mo Chuan and said, "Do you know who you hurt?"
Mo Chuan smiled faintly: "I know, the daughter of the Tang family."
"Innocent!"
Meng Xiaoqiong pointed at Tang Yirong and sneered at Mo Chuan: "The person standing in front of you is Nanwu City, Sunset Sect, Sect Saint!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Mr. Mo, Mo Yuhai and Zhao Fanglin all changed.
Nanwu City is the martial arts center in the south.
There were so many martial arts families and martial arts sects in that place.
Tang Yirong was actually connected to that place. It was going to be difficult now... They couldn't help but worry about Mo Chuan.
Meng Xiaoqiong stared at Mo Chuan coldly, her anger unabated, and continued: "Although my junior sister was born in an ordinary secular wealthy family, she is an excellent martial arts genius!"
"Three years ago, her martial arts talent was discovered and she was accepted as a disciple by our Sunset Sect."
"And it only took three years for Junior Sister to train from a mortal to a warrior of the third heaven!"
"With such a talent, you can definitely enter the list of geniuses in the future!"
"Because of this, the senior management of our Sunset Sect has officially named my junior sister the 'Sect Saint'!"
"However, not long ago, we learned that junior sister actually had an engagement."
"The senior officials of the sect are furious. How can a saint from the Sunset Sect be bound by a marriage contract?"
"So, I, the senior sister, accompanied my junior sister to come to terminate the engagement."
"I didn't expect that you would become so angry that you were unwilling to accept the dissolution of the engagement, and then you shot and injured your junior sister!"
"Do you know your guilt?"
Meng Xiaoqiong stared at Mo Chuan, with a hint of murderous intent in her eyes.
Hearing this, Mo Chuan smiled, but this smile was full of coldness.
The Meng Xiaoqiong in front of her was as arrogant and arrogant as Tang Yirong.
She didn't even ask what happened, and just concluded that it was all his fault, Mo Chuan.
From beginning to end, it was a high-spirited attitude.
"How do you know that all this is not because I don't accept breaking up the engagement, but because your junior sister is seeking death herself?"
Mo Chuan looked at Meng Xiaoqiong and said calmly.
Meng Xiaoqiong frowned and said coldly: "What do you mean?"
"What's the meaning?"
Mo Chuan smiled and said lightly: "Ask your own junior sister."
Hearing this, Meng Xiaoqiong looked at Tang Yirong behind her, with a hint of inquiry in her eyes.
"Junior sister, what just happened between you and that boy?"
Tang Yirong looked at Mo Chuan, her eyes full of resentment, "Senior sister, I just made a joke and told him that if he can marry into his wife and become a live-in son-in-law, I will not terminate the engagement."
"Who knew he was so narrow-minded? After hearing this, he directly attacked me."
Hearing this, Meng Xiaoqiong nodded, looked at Mo Chuan, and said coldly: "I understand everything that happened. My junior sister just made a little joke, and you hurt someone. It really can't be justified!"
"Especially, you are still a man, you cannot be so narrow-minded!"
"What's more important is that the person you hurt is the saint of my Sunset Sect. This matter cannot be tolerated like this!"
"You must kneel down and apologize to my junior sister!"
"And you still have to kowtow!"
"This is how you are sincere!"
"Not only that, you also have to..." At this point, Meng Xiaoqiong looked arrogant and proud, and was ready to continue talking.
But at this time, Mo Chuan interrupted her, a cold look flashed in his eyes.