Chapter 917: Three Moves

"Haha!"

Lin Ling burst out laughing: "You said before that I became the bloodline of the Rain Clan, but you seem to have forgotten, I didn't agree!"

"Look for death!"

Everyone is even more pupil condensation, others can become the blood of the rain clan, that is the high incense burned in the previous life, but this son is not disdainful at all, what a big shelf.

"Also, don't casually climb relatives with me, I don't have these snobbish relatives, let alone compare your waste juniors with me, they are not qualified enough!" Lin Ling smiled, his face became cold: "Today, I came to see my mother, not to see you self-righteous clowns!"

"What a poisonous mouth!"

Everyone gritted their teeth, if it weren't for the patriarch's presence, they would have taught this unruly junior a lesson.

And the rain master Mo Ping's face turned pale: "You first came to the Rain Clan, you don't understand the rules of the Rain Clan, this time, I don't blame you, but you have to know that the strength of the Rain Clan is respected, and if you have strength, you have status, you are the son of Nianchen, if you want to see her, then you have to win glory for her, not to be wild here!"

Although he was angry, because he was an elder, he did not punish Lin Ling.

But how could other people be willing, especially Mo Zifan, because Lin Ling had even dared to reprimand his mother before, and Lin Ling didn't know where he came from, when it was his turn to speak!

"Grandpa, since my cousin wants to see Aunt Nianchen, let's give me a chance cousin, as my grandfather said, my cousin came to the Rain Clan for the first time and didn't know the rules of the Rain Clan, so sometimes we, as elders, also have to remind him!" Mo Zifan walked out and said respectfully to Mo Ping, the rain master.

Yu Shi Mo Ping nodded, his grandson was the first time to come to the big family of the Rain Clan, and he didn't know the strength of the Rain Clan, so he did nothing.

Mo Zifan smiled slightly, his grandfather agreed, just to show himself, maybe he could make his grandfather happy, and it was not necessary to reward himself, he looked at Lin Ling: "Cousin, the Rain Clan is a big family with rules, not what you want to do, unless you have a strong talent, you can make the Rain Clan make an exception for you, and right now, Grandpa will give you a chance, defeat me within ten moves, and Grandpa will give you Aunt Nianchen!"

"Ten moves?"

Many laughed.

Mo Zifan is twenty years old this year, the strength of the peak of the Emperor Spirit Realm, this cultivation does not seem to be high, but it is actually very strong, because the talent of the rain clan is too strong, so the cultivation will be much slower, at least they know that Mo Zifan is more than a few streets compared to the top Tianjiao of the major martial arts halls outside.

"Cousin Zifan, you are at the peak of the Imperial Spirit Realm, but Aunt Nianchen's son is in the late stage of the Imperial Spirit Realm!" Mo Xiaoyan was unfair to Lin Ling, but soon won the angry eyes of her parents, all of whom saw that Lin Ling was dissatisfied, but their daughter spoke for Lin Ling, which would attract public anger.

"Haha!"

Mo Zifan smiled proudly: "That's it, you don't have to defeat me within ten moves, as long as I break a hair, he will win!"

"This Mo Zifan..."

Many people shook their heads, Mo Zifan was very confident, this was also the happiness of coaxing his grandfather from a different angle.

"How?"

Mo Zifan looked at Lin Ling and said: "If you can't do it, then you have to abide by the rules, grandpa's previous decision must have his ideas, you, as a junior, should respect his old man, everything is in the interests of the rain clan!"

He seemed to feel that Lin Ling didn't dare to agree, so he used his cousin to criticize Lin Ling!

"Zifan!"

Yu Shi Mo Ping shook his head and smiled, Zifan, the little grandson, was a little proud, and sometimes he was quite popular, and then he looked at Nianchen's son and shook his head again, everyone is about the same age, but it's a pity that growing up outside is not as good as the rain clan cultivation, the two are too different!

"Ten moves?"

Under one gaze, Lin Ling said lightly.

"Yes, ten moves, if you don't have confidence, twenty moves will do!" Mo Zifan nodded.

"Ten moves is too many, three moves!"

Lin Ling walked out slowly, since he had the opportunity to meet his mother, he would definitely not miss it.

"Ugh!"

Mo Zifan's pupils froze, and the eyes of the others also widened.

Mo Zifan has the qualifications of pride, so he let ten moves, but the son of Nianchen is arrogant, he also let moves, use three moves!

"You know, I am the peak of the Emperor Spirit Realm, coupled with the talent of the Rain Clan, among the Seven Great Martial Arts Palaces, I am the number one existence on the Tianjiao List!" Mo Zifan shook his head and smiled.

"Let's get started!"

Lin Ling didn't say much, and stepped out.

"Alas, outsiders just don't know the power of the Rain Clan!"

Mo Zifan shook his head helplessly, and walked out slowly, the two stood dozens of meters apart, Lin Ling's eyes signaled, are you ready?

"Ready, although you said three moves, I said ten moves will be ten moves!"

Mo Zifan smiled and said, looked at his grandfather, and decided in his heart that one move would make Lin Ling hurt himself, which could be regarded as letting his grandfather see his cultivation results before the annual assessment!

Bang!

Lin Ling didn't say much, stepped on the ground in one step, shot over like a leopard, his fist was behind, and he swung it out heavily!

"I don't know the true meaning of martial arts!"

Many people shook their heads and laughed, the martial arts background of the son of Nianchen is so weak, that punch is simply full of loopholes, and it is powerless!

It's a pity, how did they know that a seemingly insipid punch suppressed 30 million strength!

Rumble!

A punch blasted out, hitting Mo Zifan's chest, and Mo Zifan's body was exposed with rain and mist, which seemed hazy, but it was actually a powerful defensive martial art.

Time seemed to freeze, the crowd only saw, one person punched, and one person stood quietly!

Shout!

But the next moment, Mo Zifan seemed to have been hit by a cannonball, and his body flew upside down and smashed to the ground.

"Ahh

All of them were staring wide-eyed.

Although Mo Zifan only defended and did not attack, he showed the true intention of rain and fog, and his defense was extremely strong, but he was still blown away, which is too incredible!

"What kind of conspiracy and tricks did you use, it's impossible, I dare to fight even in the early stage of the Holy Spirit Realm, how can I be shaken by you!"

On the ground, Mo Zifan was not injured much, but he lost face, because it was just one move, he not only broke his hair, but was also blown away, those ten moves are simply a joke!

Shout!

His figure was like a rain interspersed, and he shot at Lin Ling with one finger.

"Thousands of days of rain fingers!"

Bo Bo Bo!

The true meaning of the rain and fog burst out, reaching ten percent, the rain condensed a little, and the power was sharp!

"Zifan, no!"

Many people whispered, now that the patriarch is present, after Mo Zifan loses, he will be angry and make another move, this is the last thing the patriarch likes to see!

Because, if you lose, you lose, and if you are willing to gamble and not admit defeat, it will be a shame for the proud rain clan!

A finger shot at Lin Ling, and at this moment, Lin Ling's pupils flickered, and in his left hand, the flames boiled out, and looking ahead, there was a punch!

Rumble!

The fists and fingers collided, the void shattered, and the next moment, a figure flew out upside down again, this time smashing on the ground, spurting blood, it was Mo Zifan!

"What?"

Everyone was shocked, Mo Zifan didn't make a move before, but this time he took the initiative to make a move, but he still lost, who is this son of Nianchen?