In the world of Doctor Mo, every inch of the walk is a very profound body technique, which does not belong to Mo Wen's martial arts, and Mo Wen also obtained it by chance at that time.

Inch walk, known as one inch under the feet, three feet on the ground.

With a slight movement under your feet, your body can step a few meters out of thin air, and it is very mysterious and weird.

However, this body method is also difficult to learn, and at that time, Mo Wen walked in order to cultivate an inch, but he suffered a lot.

It is said that if you can cultivate to the pinnacle of the realm, one inch under your feet will be a thousand feet on the ground. It's simply a legendary magic power that shrinks the ground into inches.

However, Mo Wen in that life, with the cultivation of the fetal breath realm, he had only cultivated to the realm of one inch under his feet and fifty feet on the ground. As for the thousand feet, only God knows if that's true.

"You're also an ancient warrior?"

Wang Xiaofei caught it and missed, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, it stands to reason that she showed all her strength just now, and it is impossible for Mo Wen to dodge.

And that Mo Wen's body method was extremely mysterious, and she didn't see any clues. To be able to perform such a mysterious body technique, I am afraid that there is no other possibility except for the ancient martial artist.

Mo Wen smiled slightly, but did not answer.

To be precise, he does belong to the ancient warriors, but he is an ancient warrior who has just started.

With his current cultivation, he is probably equivalent to the solid late stage among the ancient martial artists, and he has not cultivated his inner breath, and he is not even a true ancient martial artist.

As for Wang Xiaofei, through the short fight just now, he knew that Wang Xiaofei's specific cultivation was probably around the middle of the internal breath.

In any case, Mo Wen was an ancient martial artist in the realm of fetal breath, and he still had this eyesight.

A flash of clarity flashed in Wang Xiaofei's eyes, no wonder Mo Wen was so prominent in the shooting competition, it turned out that he was also an ancient martial artist. However, even if an ancient warrior has not undergone professional training, it is impossible to hit a mobile flying saucer with every shot.

After knowing that Mo Wen was also an ancient martial artist, a hint of caution flashed in Wang Xiaofei's eyes, his body jumped up, and a chain of legs swept out, the fierce wind howled, and four or five slender feet appeared in Mo Wen's eyes.

Mo Wen stepped back, and instantly avoided Wang Xiaofei's most powerful attack, with his current cultivation, he would definitely suffer a loss if he collided with Wang Xiaofei.

Don't look at him as a man, Wang Xiaofei, who has cultivated his inner breath, can smash a stone with one palm in his inner breath.

Wang Xiaofei obviously also saw that Mo Wen's cultivation was not as good as her, and she missed a blow, and suddenly the eagle pounced down, attacking with both fists, the simplest straight fist, and the most domineering momentum went straight to Mo Wen, trying to defeat him in one fell swoop.

Mo Wen was not in a hurry, his hands were wrapped, and his two palms strangely met Wang Xiaofei's fists from the side, and he grabbed Wang Xiaofei's two pink little fists at once.

Wang Xiaofei raised her eyebrows, Mo Wen was obviously not as good as her, and dared to take the initiative to meet her, she suddenly unceremoniously released the energy in her body, and her arms urged the heavy force to send forward.

Then, it didn't happen to knock Mo Wen out as he imagined, as if the blow just now hit the cotton, Mo Wen just shook his body twice, and all the power was unloaded.

The next moment, Mo Wen stepped forward, grabbed Wang Xiaofei's hands and pulled them back, Wang Xiaofei's body involuntarily leaned forward and threw herself into Mo Wen's arms.

At this time, Mo Wen's feet moved, and in a flash, his body turned behind her from in front of Wang Xiaofei, and at the same time grabbed Wang Xiaofei's arm and twisted it, and pressed her other hand on Wang Xiaofei's shoulder, pressing her upper body down.

is like a police officer catching a thief, and Wang Xiaofei was restrained at once.

"You ......"

Wang Xiaofei didn't expect that she not only failed in one blow, but also fell for Mo Wen's move.

She didn't think about it, her little head simply went down, one turned over, and one little foot threw back fiercely, straight to Mo Wen's cheek. She didn't believe that she was going all out in the face of her, and Mo Wen dared not let her go.

Mo Wen really let go of Wang Xiaofei's arm, but grabbed Wang Xiaofei's little foot again, took two steps back, and pulled back fiercely.

Because of inertia, Wang Xiaofei's whole person was suspended in the air. The ankle of the small foot is still in Mo Wen's hand.

Looking at it from afar, it was like Wang Xiaofei was a scarecrow, and she was grabbed by Mo Wen very lightly.

Wang Xiaofei was immediately anxious, she didn't expect Mo Wen to be so difficult, obviously her cultivation was not as good as her, but she could always restrain her, she had no way at all.

Mo Wen smiled indifferently, and with a shock of his arm, he flew Wang Xiaofei out.

Although his strength is not great, Wang Xiaofei is a girl, how heavy can she be, and she was thrown five or six meters away by him at once.

Wang Xiaofei snorted unconvinced, although he was in mid-air and lost his balance, he was not in a hurry, Xiaoman's waist twisted, and he stood on the ground neatly with a flip.

"How did you dissolve my strength?"

Wang Xiaofei glared at Mo Wen very unconvinced, she made a few shots just now, and her strength was obviously far greater than Mo Wen, but she was repeatedly restrained. Her strength was like attacking cotton, and she didn't feel strong at all.

"That's called soft bones."

Mo Wen said with a smile, his strength is indeed not as great as Wang Xiaofei, but it does not mean that he has no way to take Wang Xiaofei, with his ability, there are more than one or two ways to deal with Wang Xiaofei.

"Soft bones? You also practiced martial arts? ”

Wang Xiaofei raised her eyebrows, martial arts can only be cultivated by ancient martial artists in the inner breath realm, and she has just begun to learn a martial art. Could it be that she sensed it wrong just now, Mo Wen is still an ancient martial artist in the realm of internal breath.

"Still not coming?" Mo Wen smiled, noncommittal.

"Of course......" Wang Xiaofei snorted lightly and held her head high: "Of course not, what's the big deal about defeating a girl, hum." ”

Saying that, Wang Xiaofei no longer paid attention to Mo Wen, and walked back to the first battalion by herself.

Although it was only a short fight, Wang Xiaofei was not stupid, and knew that she basically couldn't win Mo Wen. No matter how much body you used to be, or what kind of soft bones you have, it's a very profound thing. She is a little strange, obviously she is a martial artist in the realm of internal breath, but she has not learned a single martial art, why did she learn two martial arts without asking?

"Don't ask, I knew you could do it, even Wang Xiaofei's tigress was subdued and obedient. Admiration, really admiration. ”

Wang Yuanyi patted Mo Wen on the shoulder and said excitedly.

The fourth battalion did not lose to the first battalion, and finally won back a little face.

"You think everyone is like you, and a woman can't beat it."

Mo Wen rolled his eyes, not bothering to pay attention to Wang Yuan. Wang Yuan didn't say that before, this ability to change his face is faster than turning a book.

"You...... Your brother-in-law ......"

Mo Wen couldn't help Ding's words, and immediately choked Wang Yuan.

"Oh, that Mo Wen is so powerful, Wang Xiaofei is not an opponent."

The round-faced girl beside Qin Xiaoyou screamed, and it was a little incredible for a while, as a person from the women's barracks, she naturally knew Wang Xiaofei's ability, but she lost to Mo Wen.

"How? Before, you asked me to beg Wang Xiaofei's subordinates to be merciful, I think I should help Wang Xiaofei intercede. ”

Qin Xiaoyou snorted softly and proudly raised his snow-white slender neck.

"Ouch, isn't Mo Wen really my opponent, you will help him intercede. Sure enough, the two of you have an unsightly adulterous relationship. ”

At this time, Wang Xiaofei happened to walk back, and when she heard what Qin Xiaoyou said, she suddenly made fun of her.

"Bah, your rotten mouth really can't spit out ivory, you should have asked Mo Wen to clean you up just now."

Qin Xiaoyou's face turned red, and he glared at Wang Xiaofei fiercely not to be outdone.

"Xiaoyou, what you said is so ambiguous, how can you clean it up? In the ring, or ...... In bed? ”

The round-faced girl looked at Qin Xiaoyou and Wang Xiaofei narrowly, and couldn't stop laughing.

"Zhang Xin, you are going to die!"

"Xiao Xin, you owe training, the uncle will train you, teach you what is the seventy-two style of turning clouds and rain......"

Wang Xiaofei pounced and pressed Zhang Xin under him.