The youth who walked out was Mo Wen.
Gu Jingman glanced at Mo Wen and smiled slightly. She did not stop him. Instead, her mood improved again.
Widow Wang and Jiang Guhuai looked at each other, and a hint of puzzlement flashed in their eyes. They thought to themselves, "What is this brat doing here? The fourth match has not ended, and the battle is still ongoing. Could it be that he can't wait to throw himself into death?"
As for Feng Yuan, he had a cold expression on his face from beginning to end. No one knew what he was thinking.
"Damn it!"
Du Pingsheng fiercely punched the armrest of his chair. His face was terrifyingly gloomy. It wasn't that he didn't think that he would lose the underground fight, but he didn't think that he would have to pay such a huge price.
Senior Yuan Kuang was an expert of the Yuan Family, and at the same time, he was the pillar of the Triad Gang. Other than the Yuan Family Head, he was the person with the highest cultivation in the Yuan Family. If anything happened to him, not only would he be unable to explain to the Yuan Family, the Triad Gang would also suffer a heavy blow.
However, he knew Senior Yuan Kuang's temper. It was not that he could not be defeated, but he could not be humiliated, especially when the entire Hua Xia ancient martial arts world was humiliated.
At this time, even if he tried to dissuade them, it would be useless. Moreover, he didn't know how to open his mouth to dissuade them.
Just as he slumped into his chair, thinking that everything was inevitable, a young man popped up, obviously intending to disrupt the situation.
He recognized that young man. He was the young man that Gu Jingman had prepared to send out previously. He seemed to be her younger brother.
"What for?"
Yuan Kuang furrowed his brows. He looked at Mo Wen, who was walking over, with an unpleasant tone. What was he doing here to mess things up? At this time, he had lost an arm, suffered internal injuries, and his physical strength was severely depleted. If he continued to delay, even if he risked his life, it would be difficult for him to kill the Fu Sang Kingdom samurai.
Mitsui-kun heaved a sigh of relief. Someone had come to disrupt the situation. Even if it could only delay for a little time, it was still a very beneficial thing for him. He had originally thought that the warriors of Huaxia were warriors. It was not pleasing to the eye, but at this moment, Mo Wen was very pleasing to the eye.
"Old man, you're old. How could they compete with others? This kind of thing should be done by us young people. That samurai from Fu Sang Country was in his prime, yet he bullied an old man from Hua Xia Country. How shameless. You even said that Fu Sang Country values etiquette and civility. You can even bully the old and the weak. What morals do you have? "
When he passed by Yuan Kuang's severed arm on the ground, he bent over to pick it up.
"Young man, what nonsense are you talking about? This is an underground fight, not a public bus. What respect for the old and love for the young? Bullshit. "
The corner of Mitsui-kun's mouth twitched. He could not stand Mo Wen's logic any longer. This young man attacked Fu Sang Country as soon as he opened his mouth. He looked like he was full of thorns. He was too bold.
"Oh, so this is an underground fight. Then you broke someone's arm, and you're still talking about benevolence and morality? Isn't that ridiculous? Or in other words. The morals of your Fu Sang Country are all built on battles. For example, during World War II, when you invaded other countries. Instead of feeling ashamed, you are proud of it. This is the morality of your Fu Sang Country, "Mo Wen said plainly.
"Bullshit! Brat, are you courting death?"
Mitsui-kun's face suddenly turned cold. The people of Fu Sang were most afraid of people mentioning World War II. It was a humiliation that they could never erase. Using World War II to mock them was the biggest taboo for the people of Fu Sang Country.
"You are the one courting death. Didn't you just say that the ancient martial art practitioners of your Fu Sang Country far surpass our Hua Xia? I, as a young man, am not convinced."
Mo Wen said with a smile. Even though he was scolding people, he was still smiling. However, the more he smiled, the stronger the mockery Mitsui-kun felt.
"Then I will beat you into submission. You should be the fifth person from Hua Xia Country to fight, right? Just nice, I will take care of them all at once. "
Mitsui-kun did not say anything else. With a flash of his silhouette, he directly pounced towards Mo Wen.
"Humph, your opponent is me. You have to defeat me first."
However, before Mitsui-kun could get close to Mo Wen, a silhouette blocked in front of him. After that, without a word, he attacked crazily, looking as though he was going all out.
Yuan Kuang was cursing Mo Wen in his heart. Why did he come out at this time to cause trouble? With just him? Wasn't that looking for a beating? If he delayed the best opportunity to kill Mitsui-kun, then he would most likely never be able to vent his anger.
This young man had a patriotic heart, but he really did not know the gravity of the situation. Didn't he know that coming out at this time was equivalent to helping the people of Fu Sang Country?
However, he could not point at Mo Wen openly. After all, he was the fifth person from Hua Xia. Wouldn't criticizing him be equivalent to slapping himself in the face? Also, he did not have the time to criticize Mo Wen. He had to kill Mitsui-kun while he still had his strength.
Right now, he had already seen in his heart that it was impossible for the Fu Sang Country martial art practitioner to have the same power as before. Otherwise, he would not have to be so timid and purposely talk so much with Mo Wen.
Facing Yuan Kuang's crazy attack, Mitsui-kun secretly groaned in his heart. He had originally thought that this young man coming out to disrupt the situation would buy him enough time. However, he did not expect Yuan Kuang to be so decisive and have already seen through his thoughts.
"Old man, I have already said that this kind of thing should be done by us young people. You can just sit at the side and watch."
Unknowingly, Mo Wen had actually walked into the middle of the battlefield between the two of them. Then, he pulled Yuan Kuang with one hand and actually easily pulled him out of the battlefield.
Just a moment ago, the two of them were still fighting crazily. In the blink of an eye, the two of them were at least 50 meters apart.
Yuan Kuang looked at Mitsui-kun, who had instantly appeared in the distance. He was baffled and did not know what had happened.
"What are you doing?"
Yuan Kuang regained his senses and looked at Mo Wen, who was grabbing his shoulder with one hand. Immediately, a wave of anger rose in him. This young man had actually come to disrupt the situation. It was simply nonsense.
He extended his hand and wanted to push Mo Wen away. However, he strangely discovered that his body actually could not move at all. A frightening force was pressing down on his body. It was like a wall, restricting him so much that he had no space to move at all.
"You …"
Yuan Kuang turned pale with fright. He looked at Mo Wen and could not speak for a long time. A frightening thought appeared in his mind.
"Old man, eat this pill. After a week, your arm will be as good as new. As for those few people from the Fu Sang Country, just leave it to me to deal with them."
Mo Wen reattached the broken arm to Yuan Kuang's wound. A circle of golden light flew out and surrounded the wound, emitting a gentle radiance.
Yuan Kuang felt as though there was a furnace on his arm. It was getting hotter and hotter, but it was not hot. Instead, it was comfortable.
Mo Wen let go of his hand, and the broken arm was actually stuck together.
Yuan Kuang tried to move it a little and discovered that it was very stiff. It was as though he had attached a prosthetic arm, and the fine parts were not under his control.
"Right now, it is just a proper connection. After a week, it will truly grow together."
Mo Wen seemed to have seen through Yuan Kuang's doubts. Then, he handed him a pill.
The reason why he had walked out was naturally to save Yuan Kuang's life. In his current state, if he continued to fight with the Fu Sang Country's martial arts practitioners, he would only end up dying indiscriminately and lose his life for nothing.
"Words cannot express my gratitude for your great kindness. I will remember it. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely repay you for your kindness today."
Yuan Kuang nodded at Mo Wen. At this moment, he already understood that the youth in front of him was not a simple person.
"Old man, you should go down and watch the battle. I also want to know what the Fu Sang Country's martial arts practitioners are capable of."
Mo Wen said with a smile.
Yuan Kuang nodded and looked coldly at Mitsui-kun in the distance. "I admit defeat, but it does not mean that our Hua Xia Country has lost. I cannot represent anyone, let alone the martial arts practitioners of a country."
After saying this, he walked down coldly. He knew in his heart that with that youth around, his persistence was already meaningless. If that youth had lost, then it would be impossible for him to win.
"Senior Yuan Kuang, it's good that you are fine. The rest is not important."
Du Pingsheng stood up and comforted him softly. At the same time, he heaved a sigh of relief. It was great that Yuan Kuang could come back alive. At this moment, he had to thank that youth who had messed up the situation. As for losing the underground fight, he could only sigh. At least no matter how bad the situation was, it could not be worse than the previous situation.
"We have wronged Sect Leader Gu. Pingsheng, when you have the chance, look for Sect Leader Gu to apologize. "
Yuan Kuang sighed. He knew that he had completely misunderstood Gu Jingman. He also did not expect that a youth could have such frightening Cultivation. At the same time, he secretly rejoiced in his heart. With that youth, perhaps they had a high chance of winning this underground fight.
"We have wronged him!"
Du Pingsheng was slightly stunned. He looked at Yuan Kuang in shock. Then, he looked at Mo Wen, who was in the middle of the arena, and looked at Gu Jingman, who had been calm all along. In his heart, he faintly thought of a slightly unlikely possibility.
"Heroes are born from youth. Our thinking is too rigid and self-righteous," Yuan Kuang sighed.
"Senior Yuan Kuang, could it be that Mo Wen …" Du Pingsheng still said in disbelief.
"That youth's Cultivation is at least above the Qi Nucleation realm. As for how high it is, I do not know either," Yuan Kuang said softly.
Du Pingsheng inhaled a cold breath. He suddenly lifted his head to look at Mo Wen. A glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.
Qi Nucleation realm! For them, it was the highest realm. Only the clan leaders of the Gu Clan Fort and the Yuan Clan had this Cultivation.
Mitsui-kun shook his head. He felt a little strange. Just now, he was still trying his best to fend off Yuan Kuang's crazy counterattack. How did Yuan Kuang disappear before his eyes in an instant? The following scene made him even more dumbfounded. Yuan Kuang, who was fighting to the death with him just a moment ago, actually took the initiative to admit defeat and leave the arena.
This series of changes caused him to be unable to react.
"Don't look anymore. Your current opponent is me."
The corner of Mo Wen's mouth curled into an arc. He slowly walked in front of Mitsui-kun.
"Brat, what you said just now was not pleasing to my ears. Since you are seeking death, then I will not be courteous."
Mitsui-kun looked coldly at Mo Wen. A brat who was still wet behind the ears dared to mock him in public. He secretly made up his mind that later, he would definitely kill this brat who did not know his limits on the spot. (To be continued.)
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