The Inch Travel Steps was known as one inch under one's feet, three feet on the ground.
With just a slight movement of one's feet, one's body could cross a distance of a few meters. It was very mysterious and strange.
However, this technique was difficult to learn. Back then, Mo Wen had suffered a lot in order to practice the Inch Travel Steps.
It was said that if the Inch Travel Steps could be practiced to the pinnacle, one inch under one's feet, one thousand feet on the ground. It was simply the legendary great power of shrinking the ground into inches.
However, in that lifetime, Mo Wen, with the Cultivation of the Embryonic Breathing realm, had only practiced to the realm of one inch under one's feet, fifty feet on the ground. As for the thousand feet, only God knew whether it was real or not.
"You are also an ancient martial arts practitioner?"
Wang Xiaofei's grab missed and a glint of surprise flashed in her eyes. Logically speaking, she had used all her strength just now, so it was impossible for Mo Wen to dodge.
Moreover, the technique that Mo Wen had used was so mysterious that she couldn't see any clues. To be able to use such a mysterious technique, other than an ancient martial arts practitioner, there was probably no other possibility.
Mo Wen smiled slightly and didn't answer.
Accurately speaking, he was indeed an ancient martial arts practitioner, but he was an ancient martial arts practitioner who had just started.
With his current Cultivation, he was roughly equivalent to the later stage of the Body Consolidation realm. He had not practiced the Regulated Breathing realm, so he couldn't even be considered a true ancient martial arts practitioner.
As for Wang Xiaofei, through the short exchange just now, he knew that Wang Xiaofei's specific Cultivation was around the intermediate stage of the Regulated Breathing realm.
No matter what, Mo Wen was once an ancient martial arts practitioner in the Embryonic Breathing realm, so he still had this little bit of insight.
A glint of understanding flashed in Wang Xiaofei's eyes. No wonder Mo Wen could perform so well in the shooting competition. He was actually also an ancient martial arts practitioner. However, even if he was an ancient martial arts practitioner, without professional training, it was impossible to hit a moving flying saucer 100% of the time.
After knowing that Mo Wen was also an ancient martial arts practitioner, a glint of caution flashed in Wang Xiaofei's eyes. Her body leaped up and swept out with a series of kicks. The sharp wind whistled and four or five slender footprints appeared in front of Mo Wen's eyes.
Mo Wen took a step back and used the Inch Travel Steps to avoid Wang Xiaofei's fiercest wave of attack. With his current Cultivation, he would definitely be at a disadvantage if he went head to head with Wang Xiaofei.
Although he was a man, Wang Xiaofei, who had cultivated his inner breath, could smash a rock with a single palm strike.
Wang Xiaofei could clearly tell that Mo Wen's Cultivation was not as good as hers. Her attack had missed, so she immediately swooped down and attacked with both her fists. The simplest straight punch with the most overbearing aura headed straight for Mo Wen, attempting to defeat him in one fell swoop.
Mo Wen, on the other hand, was not flustered at all. He crossed his arms, and his two palms strangely met Wang Xiaofei's fists from the side. In an instant, he caught hold of Wang Xiaofei's two tender fists.
Wang Xiaofei raised her eyebrows. Mo Wen's Cultivation was clearly lower than hers, yet he still dared to take the initiative to face her. She immediately released the Qi in her body unceremoniously. Both of her arms activated the heavy force and pushed forward fiercely.
However, Mo Wen was not sent flying as he had imagined. It was as though the previous blow had hit cotton. Mo Wen's body only shook a few times before all the force was dissipated.
The next moment, Mo Wen took a step forward, grabbed both of Wang Xiaofei's hands, and pulled her back. Wang Xiaofei's body involuntarily leaned forward and fell into Mo Wen's embrace.
At this moment, Mo Wen's feet moved. In a flash, his body had 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 was pressed on Wang Xiaofei's shoulder, pressing her upper body down.
Just like a police officer catching a thief, he restrained Wang Xiaofei in an instant.
"You …"
Wang Xiaofei did not expect that not only had her attack failed, but she had also fallen for Mo Wen's trick.
Without thinking, she simply lowered her head and flipped her body. One of her small feet swung back fiercely, aiming straight for Mo Wen's cheek. She did not believe that Mo Wen would dare not let go of her when he faced her full force kick.
As expected, Mo Wen let go of Wang Xiaofei's arm. However, he grabbed Wang Xiaofei's small feet. His body took two steps back, and he pulled her back fiercely.
Because of the inertia, Wang Xiaofei's entire body was suspended in the air. One of her small feet was still in Mo Wen's hand.
From afar, it was as though Wang Xiaofei was a scarecrow that was easily caught in Mo Wen's hand.
Wang Xiaofei immediately panicked. She did not expect Mo Wen to be so difficult to deal with. His cultivation was obviously not as high as hers, but he could always restrain her. She had no way of dealing with him.
Mo Wen smiled indifferently. With a shake of his arm, he sent Wang Xiaofei flying.
Although his strength was not great, Wang Xiaofei was a girl, so how heavy could she be? She was thrown five to six meters away.
Wang Xiaofei snorted unhappily. Although she was in mid-air and had lost her balance, she did not panic. With a twist of her slim waist, she did a flip and stood firmly on the ground.
"How did you neutralize my strength just now?"
Wang Xiaofei glared at Mo Wen, unconvinced. Just now, she had attacked a few times. Her strength was obviously much greater than Mo Wen's, but she was always restrained. Her strength felt like she was attacking cotton. She couldn't exert any strength at all.
"That is called Soft Bone Soft Force."
Mo Wen laughed. His strength was indeed not as great as Wang Xiaofei's, but it did not mean that he had no way of dealing with her. With his ability, he had more than one or two ways of dealing with Wang Xiaofei.
"Soft Bone Soft Force? You have also practiced martial arts? "
Wang Xiaofei raised her eyebrows. Martial arts could only be practiced by ancient martial arts practitioners in the Regulated Breathing realm. She had only just started learning a martial arts. Could it be that she had sensed wrongly just now? Mo Wen was an ancient martial arts practitioner in the Regulated Breathing realm?
"Are you still coming?" Mo Wen smiled and declined to comment.
"Of course …" Wang Xiaofei snorted softly and raised her head, "Of course not. What's so great about defeating a girl? Humph."
As she said that, Wang Xiaofei did not bother with Mo Wen anymore. She actually minded her own business and walked back to the First Battalion.
Although it was only a short exchange, Wang Xiaofei was not stupid. She knew that she basically could not win against Mo Wen. Regardless of the body movements from before or that Soft Bone Soft Force, they were all very profound things. She was a little curious. She was obviously an ancient martial arts practitioner in the Regulated Breathing realm, but she had not learned a single martial arts. How could Mo Wen have learned two martial arts?
"Mo Wen, I knew you could do it. You even subdued that tigress, Wang Xiaofei, into submission. I'm impressed. I'm really impressed. "
Wang Yuan patted Mo Wen's shoulder and said excitedly.
The Fourth Battalion did not lose to the First Battalion. They had finally gotten back some face.
"Do you think everyone is like you? You can't even defeat a woman."
Mo Wen rolled his eyes and could not be bothered with Wang Yuan. Previously, Wang Yuan did not say that. His ability to change his expression was faster than flipping a book.
"You … your brother-in-law …"
Mo Wen's cold words immediately made Wang Yuan choke.
"Aiya, that Mo Wen is so powerful. Even Wang Xiaofei is not his match."
The round-faced girl beside Qin Xiaoyou screamed. For a moment, she was in disbelief. As a member of the Female Soldiers Battalion, she naturally knew Wang Xiaofei's ability. However, she had lost to Mo Wen in the end.
"How about it? Previously, you asked me to beg Wang Xiaofei to be merciful. I think you should help Wang Xiaofei plead for mercy. "
Qin Xiaoyou snorted softly and proudly raised her snow-white and slender neck.
"Aiyo, could it be that Mo Wen is really not my match and you will help him plead for mercy? As expected, the two of you have an affair that cannot be seen. "
At this moment, Wang Xiaofei happened to walk back. After hearing what Qin Xiaoyou said, she immediately started to tease her in a weird tone.
"Pfft, pfft, pfft. Your rotten mouth really can't spit out anything decent. Just now, I should have let Mo Wen teach you a lesson."
Qin Xiaoyou's face turned red. Not to be outdone, she glared at Wang Xiaofei fiercely.
"Xiaoyou, what you said is so ambiguous. How should I teach him a lesson? On the challenge ring, or … on the bed? "
The round-faced girl looked at Qin Xiaoyou and Wang Xiaofei mischievously. She could not stop laughing.
"Zhang Xin, you're asking for it!"
"Xiao Xin, you need a lesson. Let me teach you a lesson. I'll teach you what the 72 Styles of Chaotic Storm is …"
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