88 Just Because You’re An Elder (2/2)

He had sought the aid of many senior experts, even reaching out to a few Sea of Qi realm ancient martial art practitioners that had good ties with the Su clan. However, all of them could not figure out what was wrong with Su Boyu's body, so they could not find a way to help Su Boyu recover.

Therefore, Su Boyu became desperate to get Mo Wen to cure him. With his personality, not being able to f**k was a living hell.

This case even involved the head of the Su Clan, resulting in a scene with two Soothing Pulse realm ancient martial arts practitioners appearing together.

Bang!

A strange silhouette flashed in front of the old man, and a burst of hot and cold erupted from his palm.

The old geezer snorted. He did not believe that his palm strength would lose to a junior in the Regulated Breathing realm. Without giving it a second thought, he extended his palm as well and rushed towards Mo Wen. Their two palms collided with a dull crash.

The old geezer felt his body shudder. His facial complexion turned pale green. He was forced backwards. Every step formed a clear, deep footprint.

Mo Wen, on the other hand, did not budge. He leapt forward, seizing the initiative. His palm turned into a fist. His fist strength was fierce. It looked simple, but the fist landed solidly on the old man's chest. No matter how much he dodged, he couldn't get out of the punches' range.

The old man's expression suddenly changed. He watched fearfully at the punch in front of his eyes. In the last exchange, he was completely at a disadvantage; his fist strength wasn't a match for Mo Wen.

”He is in the Soothing Pulse Realm… save me!”

Although Mo Wen's palm strength wasn't strong, it was bizarre and without limits. Two forms of energy, one hot and one cold, came, both penetrating and overbearing. They instantly seeped into his body. They were basically unblockable.

Now, inside his body was some residue of Mo Wen's Inner Qi. Hot and cold swirled inside of him, suppressing his own Inner Qi. He couldn't even bring out his Inner Qi to deal with his opponent. How could he survive another blow from Mo Wen?

The middle-aged man saw that the old man was put at a disadvantage with just one blow, to the extent that it became a dangerous situation for him. His facial expression couldn't help but change. Who would have thought that a mere youth would have such strength? Initially, he thought he and Old Man Li acting together would make capturing Mo Wen a cinch. However, they had just met, and now, he realized that things weren't as simple as he thought.

Yesterday, he was just a Regulated Breathing Realm ancient martial arts practitioner. Today, he was already at the Soothing Pulse Realm? It was unbelievable! Could Mo Wen have been pulling his punches when they fought yesterday? That was also impossible. Even a Soothing Pulse Realm ancient martial arts practitioner could not hide his cultivation level when up against another Soothing Pulse realm ancient martial arts practitioner.

The middle-aged man had no time to think further as he leapt in to rescue. He knew that if Old Man Li was defeated by Mo Wen, then he would not be able to win against Mo Wen. Now, if the two of them teamed up, they may still stand a chance.

Mo Wen chuckled coldly. His other hand flicked slightly and a snake shaped pin appeared in his hand.

In the next moment, there was a silver flash, and a shapeless shadow flew out. The shapeless shadow was blurry, even indistinguishable, to the naked eye.

The strange silver flash flew with an untraceable trajectory for a while, and then silently reappeared in Mo Wen's hand. With another flick of his wrist, it quietly disappeared again.

As for the middle-aged man, his body was frozen on the spot, still in position to strike. Even his eyes were unchanged, staring at Mo Wen, seemingly looking for an opening to attack.

But his body still remained frozen to the spot, as though time had stopped for a second. He stood there strangely on the spot. The moment became an eternity.

Mo Wen's fist didn't stop, continually hitting the old geezer at a steady pace. His form was like a cloud of smoke, sticking with the old man. No matter how the old man dodged, he was always facing him.

”What's the matter? Why aren't you attacking?”

When the old man discovered that the middle-aged man had still not attacked and come to his rescue, he couldn't help but coerce this impatiently.

If he didn't have some understanding of body motions, he would have already fallen due to the fist punches.

But no matter how the old man coerced, the middle-aged man gave no response. It was as though he was not even there.