Early the next morning, Mo Fan came to the main hall for breakfast.

The three members of the Lin family couldn't help but light up when they saw him.

Mo Fan's tall figure and delicate face, paired with a plain white suit, even if he is not with long hair fluttering, he looks like a male god in a costume drama.

"Haha, Mo Shaoxia's appearance today is really unexpected!", Lin Fengtian laughed.

Mo Fan walked up to the dining table, picked up a steamed bun and tore out a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, and asked Lin Fengtian: "Thank you for the compliment, but I have something I want to ask, why do people here still have the habit of eating when they generally cultivate?"

Lin Fengtian asked Mo Fan rhetorically: "Mo Shaoxia, you have eaten well since you were a child, and suddenly one day you interrupted your food so that you can't eat it for the rest of your life, are you used to it?"

Mo Fan was asked this question and understood that eating now is not to replenish energy, but to satisfy the habits he has developed since birth.

"Brother Mo, is Brother Mo here?", a young man's voice spread in the corridor, and then a bright big bald head ran into the house, and when he saw Lin Fengtian's family of three, he first bent down and said hello respectfully.

Then dragged Mo Fan out, and said in his mouth: "Brother Mo, when is this, hurry up and go to a duel with me!"

Mo Fan broke free and said, "Brother Lin Qiang, do you have to be in such a hurry?"

Before Lin Qiang could speak, Lin Fengtian first said to Mo Fan: "Mo Shaoxia, it's better to start as soon as possible, if you want to have breakfast, I can let the people in the dining room open the stove for you later." ”

The master of the Lin family has come to this point, and Mo Fan is embarrassed to shirk it again, so he has to officially face the battle.

The group came to the martial arts arena and found that everyone on the field had already vacated a circular open space with a diameter of 10 meters waiting to see a good show.

As Mo Fan walked towards the clearing, he heard the whispers of the surrounding Lin family disciples.

Disciple A of the Lin family: "Look, that person is the unlucky guy who was favored by Senior Brother Lin Qiang, and this time there is a wonderful show." ”

The disciple of the Lin family asked puzzledly: "Senior brother, I just came, what's wrong with this Senior Brother Lin Qiang?

The disciple of the Lin family said again: "Senior Brother Lin Qiang, a pure martial idiot, he invited three people to duel with him before, and began to talk to each other in a friendly manner, and then at the beginning of the duel, Senior Brother Lin Qiang beat each other like crazy, without giving a chance to breathe, and after the duel, he happily told the opponent with a blue nose and swollen face that he was too weak, and he would wait for him to become stronger and then have a good fight, guess what happened in the end?"

Lin Family Disciple B shook his head.

In the end, his opponents all gave up cultivation, and I heard that they all switched to pig farming. ”

Mo Fan listened to the sounds around him, and broke out in a cold sweat, is it so terrible? What to do, I was stunned.

"Brother Mo, what's the matter, hurry up to the center," Lin Qiang said with a bright smile, his teeth reflected by the sun.

Mo Fan moved over step by step, and a disciple of the Lin family acted as a referee to tell the rules of the duel: "This game is based on peace, both sides are not allowed to play killers, everything is up to the point, auxiliary props are allowed, and the game can only end until one of the parties falls, goes out of the circle, and admits defeat, understand?"

The two sides nodded, Lin Qiang looked at Mo Fan's eyes, and said excitedly: "Brother Mo, I have cultivated a new move before, and I will ask you to help me evaluate it later." ”

"Eh, it will, it will", Mo Fan wiped the sweat left on his forehead.

Lin Fengtian stood at the top of the martial arts arena, looking down on the battle between the two, he brushed his beard, and said loudly: "In this game, the winner will have a huge prize, please do your best to fight for the first!", and quickly left to find his daughter who had just run away, leaving behind the confused crowd.

Mo Fan, Lin Qiang: "!!"

"Game on", shouted the referee.

Mo Fan reacted first, dodged Lin Qiang's straight punch with a back jump, and opened the distance, he took out the stick, danced a stick flower, carried the stick on his shoulder, and waved to the other party with his left hand defiantly.

Lin Qiang didn't say a word, he took advantage of the victory to pursue, and swept his leg straight to Mo Fan's next plate, and his leg was so fast that he could hear the sound of breaking the air.

Seeing this, Mo Fan jumped up, jumped more than five meters high, and landed easily, in fact, as early as after Mo Fan successfully built the foundation, his physical fitness could not be measured by the eyes of ordinary people, and jumping five meters high with a jump was just a routine operation, he had secretly tried it on the roof of the dormitory, and with physical strength alone, a punch could penetrate the cement wall more than half a meter deep.

In the face of Mo Fan's blind dodge, Lin Qiang was not impatient, but calmed down and forced Mo Fan to leave the place with one move.

What is this trying to do? Mo Fan was a little puzzled, just with this speed, isn't it a waste of strength to hit even if he misses and still hits?

The surrounding disciples also began to talk about it.

Disciple C hugged his arms and said, "It's strange! Senior Brother Lin Qiang didn't have this speed before, why is it so slow today?"

Mo Fan reacted immediately when he heard this, and at this time, Lin Qiang's fist came to his eyes, and he took a step to the right and easily avoided it.

Suddenly, Lin Qiang's body accelerated, and a whip leg swung towards Mo Fan.

Mo Fan smiled at the corner of his mouth: "I know that you are clumsy, and when I am paralyzed, I will suddenly give me a blow, but unfortunately I saw through it, it's a pity!", Mo Fan jumped again.

This time it was Lin Qiang's turn to smile, and he injected his aura into his right fist, "Shagang Fist!"

A lot of sand quickly condensed around Lin Qiang's right fist and wrapped it, forming a giant fist that hit Mo Fan.

Mo Fan was stuck in the air, unable to move, so he could only carry it.

Why do I always have to carry some tricks that life is better than death!

Mo Fan was punched to the edge of the circle, as long as he moved his body backwards, he was out.

"This is, my new trick, Shagang Fist, the previous hiding is just to prepare for you to stay in the air", Lin Qiang said, and slowly walked to Mo Fan's side.

"The game is not over yet!", Mo Fan lay on the ground, took out the stick, and smashed it at Lin Qiang, but was easily dodged by the other party.

"Don't struggle, Brother Mo, you lost", Lin Qiang shook his head and said with a sigh.

"Oh, is it?", Mo Fan smiled evilly, and then his stick floated behind Lin Qiang.

Lin Qiang realized that something was wrong, and the moment he was about to leave the place, with a bang, his vision began to blur, and then his whole body fell to the ground.

The referee counted 10 seconds and finally ruled that Mo Fan had won.

"Hehe, Brother Lin Qiang, you're not the only one with hole cards!", Mo Fan patted the dust on his body and said.

Last night, Mo Fan spent the night studying the bamboo slips given to him by Venerable Qianling, and as a result, he really understood some of the contents, and after hundreds of attempts, he finally comprehended the most basic basis for mastering the power of space, the "twin brother" of spiritual power-telekinesis.