Could it be that he had met a ghost?
The middle-aged man thought to himself with some fear in his heart. When faced with some things that they did not understand, people often liked to push the blame onto ghosts and gods.
Unfortunately, he didn't have the time to let his imagination run wild. He knew that if he couldn't escape from Mo Wen's palm force, he would definitely end up badly.
He circulated all the Inner Qi in his body. Through the connection of his palms, he forcefully crashed towards Mo Wen. He did not believe that an ancient martial art practitioner in the Regulated Breathing realm could have stronger Inner Qi than him. A battle of Inner Qi was his only chance to turn defeat into victory.
Mo Wen seemed to have seen through the middle-aged man's thoughts. The corner of his mouth curled into a mocking smile. Two streams of Inner Qi, one hot and one cold, rose up in his body. Then, they formed a Big Eight Trigram in his body. A strange suction force was generated from within. It was like a tentacle, fiercely pulling the middle-aged man's Inner Qi, crazily sucking it into the whirlpool …
"What?!"
The middle-aged man shouted. He widened his eyes in disbelief. He felt that Mo Wen was like a bottomless pit, and his Inner Power was like a stone sinking into the sea, surging into Mo Wen.
Right now, he was finally a little frightened. His face was pale. Mo Wen was too strange. He could not help but feel a sense of fear.
Mo Wen's lips curled up slightly. He hugged his chest with both hands and pushed them forward forcefully.
The next moment, like a flash flood, a terrifying Qi wave shot out from Mo Wen's hands, instantly drowning the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man flew out and slammed into the wall behind him, creating a hole in it.
After rolling a few times, he fell directly into the private room next door. There was still a group of people eating in that private room, but at this moment, they were all screaming in fear and fleeing in all directions.
"You … you … you're too ruthless …"
The injured middle-aged man crawled up from the ground with difficulty. Right now, he couldn't even stand steadily. His face was as pale as a sheet as he looked at Mo Wen. His eyes were filled with despair.
That attack just now had destroyed more than thirty meridians in his body. The two strange Inner Qi, one hot and one cold, were extremely domineering. Even with his Meridian Opening realm Inner Qi, he was unable to block them.
If he couldn't find a panacea to treat his injuries in time, his cultivation would be ruined. However, the healing panacea that could repair meridians was extremely precious, so no one would use it to save him.
Too ruthless! In just a short exchange, he had completely crippled his cultivation. He was practically no different from someone from the Evil Path.
In a battle between ancient martial art practitioners, unless it was a life and death enmity that could not be resolved, they would not easily destroy the cultivation of others. After all, cultivation was not easy, and doing so was too immoral.
Furthermore, crippling someone else's cultivation was equivalent to sowing irreconcilable enmity. Under normal circumstances, those who knew the ways of the world would not be so ruthless.
The funny thing was that when he was facing an ancient martial arts practitioner in the Regulated Breathing realm, his martial arts had been crippled by his opponent.
In order to destroy an ancient martial art practitioner's Cultivation, one had to invade the other party's body completely and use a deep Inner Qi to forcefully suppress the other party's Inner Qi. Only then could one destroy the other party's foundation.
Generally speaking, if one wanted to cripple the cultivation of another ancient martial art practitioner, it would only be possible if one's cultivation was much higher than the other party's. It had never been heard of an ancient martial art practitioner with a lower cultivation being able to cripple an ancient martial art practitioner with a higher cultivation.
"I will never show mercy to those who help the wicked."
Mo Wen looked at the middle-aged man calmly. His tone was emotionless.
He had followed by Su Boyu's side and helped him do countless heartless things. Against such a person, if not for the fact that they were in school, he would have slapped him to death long ago.
As an ancient martial art practitioner, he did not concentrate on his cultivation, but instead attached himself to the side of the rich and powerful young masters. He was greedy for pleasure and was willing to be at the beck and call of others. He used the methods of an ancient martial art practitioner to harm ordinary people. This was already a taboo in the martial arts circle and he deserved to die.
"What martial arts was that just now?"
The middle-aged man took a deep breath and asked with a dull expression. Now, he only wanted to know why he had been defeated so badly. Mo Wen was clearly only in the later stage of the Regulated Breathing realm. The strength of his Inner Qi was far from his. Once they exchanged blows, the cultivation could not be faked.
However, Mo Wen had defeated him easily. It was simply a crushing defeat. He could not understand it no matter what. Even if he had lost, he wanted to understand why he had lost.
Mo Wen laughed coldly and looked at Su Boyu. He had no intention of paying attention to the middle-aged man.
The technique just now was the Ming Cult's magnum opus, The Heaven and Earth Great Shift. It was once an exceptional martial art that was famous throughout the world. However, he would not say it out loud. How could he not understand the saying that treasuring a jade ring one in trouble? He did not even have the ability to protect himself now, so how would he dare to reveal the matter of the Ming Cult's inheritance?
The Ming Cult's The Heaven and Earth Great Shift was indeed an exceptional martial art. It was a divine technique that was both offensive and defensive. The subtlety lay in the word 'ingenuity'. It was very particular about the use of Inner Qi. It was actually quite similar to the Heavenly Hand.
With Mo Wen's martial arts foundation, when he first came into contact with The Heaven and Earth Great Shift, he was already amazed. After some deduction, he had already directly understood the profoundness of the first two levels. However, the last five levels were not as simple as just understanding. It required continuous practice and verification.
Back then, when the 34th cult leader of the Ming Cult first practiced The Heaven and Earth Great Shift, he had a solid foundation. Within a day, he consecutively broke through six levels. It was really due to various coincidences and opportunities. If he were to do it again, even the cult leader might not be able to do it.
Mo Wen's foundation was not strong and his opportunities were not as good as the cult leader's. When he practiced The Heaven and Earth Great Shift, he could only take it one step at a time.
"Su Boyu, I am standing right in front of you. You can continue to talk about how you want to deal with me."
Mo Wen curled his lips and smiled coldly as he walked towards Su Boyu, who had already shrunk into a corner.
"Mo Wen, what are you trying to do? Don't forget my identity. If you dare to touch me, I guarantee that you will die a horrible death."
At this moment, Su Boyu finally could not calm down. His expression was extremely ugly as he looked coldly at Mo Wen, who was walking over.
The battle just now had already attracted the attention of many people. One of the walls had been destroyed. At this moment, a large number of onlookers had gathered outside. He did not believe that Mo Wen would dare to do anything to him now.
He was indeed worthy of being on the List of College Hooligans. In the face of such a situation, he could still maintain his composure and did not lose his composure.
"I don't dare to touch you?"
Mo Wen's lips curled up slightly. He extended his hand and grabbed Su Boyu's collar, lifting him up effortlessly. He was just an ordinary person who had never practiced before. How could he be Mo Wen's opponent?
Slap!
With a crisp sound, Su Boyu's face immediately had a purplish red palm print. One of his teeth had even been knocked out.
"You … you …"
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