43 Dragon Tiger Overlord Fist Part 1 (2/2)

Mo Wen's foot moved slightly as he utilised the Inch Travel Steps to break away from Yang Qi's grip. Then he appeared on Yang Qi's left side at an incredible angle while punching towards Yang Qi's left rib.

With Mo Wen's instant disappearance from his eyes, followed by a powerful force hitting on his left rib, Yang Qi's facial expression changed immediately. He could not understand how Mo Wen was able to escape from his pressure so easily and appeared weirdly on his left side.

Only a martial arts practitioner of higher cultivation would be able to disregard the opponent's pressure. Could Mo Wen be an expert of cultivation higher than him? Impossible!

Yang Qi instantly denied his own thoughts.

Atn ancient martial arts practitioner of Soothing Pulse realm would be able to disregard his pressure, so how old was Mo Wen? Even if one were to start practicing the ancient martial arts at birth, it would still be impossible to be an ancient martial arts practitioner of the Soothing Pulse realm by the age of seventeen or eighteen.

Yang Qi had been practicing martial arts since he was young and had been practicing hard for more than ten years to get to the realm of Regulated Breathing. He was even praised as a genius in the school of martial arts.

How could Mo Wen be in the cultivation of Soothing Pulse realm unless he was an exceptional demon like the Five Freaks of Hua Xia University.

All the thoughts flooded his mind in a matter of seconds. Confronting Mo Wen's attacking punch, Yang Qi struck a punch with his left fist to the back and was ready to fight head-to-head with Mo Wen. He wanted to see if Mo Wen really had such a terrifying cultivation.

However, Mo Wen suddenly changed his fist to a claw and strangely entangled Yang Qi's fist.

Yang Qi's forceful punch seemed to be hitting on a ball of cotton, absolutely unable to exert any strength. He was surprised and was ready to withdraw his fist but it was too late as Mo Wen grabbed his fist and pulled him vigorously using the momentum of the force. Yang Qi's body lunged forward uncontrollably.

”Hmm, mediocre skill,” thought Yang Qi. He was glad, rather than surprised, to see that Mo Wen's pull didn't send him flying.

From this experience, he was certain that Mo Wen's cultivation was below him. Perhaps around the later stage of Body Consolidation realm, or else he surely would be sent flying with such pull using the momentum.

With this in mind, Yang Qi's fighting spirit was instantly revved up. He didn't resist Mo Wen but instead took a step to throw his body forward with a somersault. He swept his leg across intending to kick Mo Wen away.

Mo Wen smiled oddly and released the left hand of Yang Qi while both his fists punched upwards at the leg that Yang Qi was using to smash down on him.

A sudden roar of the tiger rang out as if a huge tiger had risen its head to roar wildly at the sky. This strong roar caused vertigo in Yang Qi's mind and weakened the strength in his legs suddenly. In the next moment, Mo Wen's fists collided with Yang Qi's left and emitted a dull sound. Yang Qi was suddenly thrusted about four to five meters away onto the ground.

However, Mo Wen had both feet grounded, motionless.

”You… what fighting technique is that?” Yang Qi's face turned pale as he struggled to stand up. He was in a state of confusion after the thrust. An excruciating pain was continuously coming up from his thigh. Even without examination, he knew that his calf was definitely swollen.

The punch that Mo Wen given just now had the strength that was almost equivalent to his own and he mistakenly fell for it.

If they were both fighting on a flat ground, he might not lose. However, he was in the air just now, and that caused his strength to be reduced by half. Even so, his heart with filled with shock.

Since he was only in the cultivation of Body Consolidation realm, how was it possible for Mo Wen to burst forth with the strength equivalent to those in the later stage of Regulated Breathing realm.

During the punch just now, he seemed to have heard a strange sound equivalent to the roaring of a tiger. That roar seemed to have the ability to kill with sound waves and weakened the strength of his leg once the waves reached his leg.

In this fight against Mo Wen, he was undoubtedly defeated.