In the great hall, there was a strange quiet for a moment, as if the air had solidified.

  Mo Ning Rou bit her lower lip and slowly opened her eyes, but was immediately stunned by the scene in front of her.

  Mo Yuqi, who was originally very pleased with himself, now had a pale face, cold sweat dripping down, and a ghostly expression staring at Mo Qingchen.

  Mo Qingchen's expression didn't change, and before everyone could react, she moved her body and pointed at Mo Yuqi again.

  Mo Qingchen was secretly shocked in her heart. According to the Lan Hua Fu Xue Shou Mi Ji, the Qi Men point she had just pressed would have caused an ordinary person to be paralyzed with pain, but Mo Yuqi, who had already cultivated her energy to the second layer, although showing a painful expression, could still retreat several steps and move freely. It seemed that using mortal martial arts against cultivators was indeed as difficult as ascending to heaven.

  Fortunately, Mo Yuqi's cultivation was still low. Mo Qingchen thought of this and didn't hesitate to attack Mo Yuqi again.

  Mo Yuqi had been practicing for over four years, so his movements were much more agile than ordinary people. At this moment, although he was in pain from the blow to his ribs, when he saw Mo Qingchen attacking him, he quickly dodged to the side.

  Mo Qingchen was too aggressive in his attack, and Mo Yuqi dodged at the last second. Her foot slipped and she almost fell forward, but fortunately, she reacted quickly and managed to regain her balance.

  Mo Yuqi let out a cold laugh: "I thought you had used some sort of magical technique, but it turns out you just stepped in dog shit luck."

  In terms of physical agility, Mo Qingchen is far inferior to Mo Yuqi. The Lanhua Fuzhe hand she relies on can only be effective when she gets close to Mo Yuqi and catches her off guard.

  At this moment, Mo Yuqi heard Mo Qingchen's teasing and didn't make a sound, intentionally showing a somewhat flustered appearance to lure Mo Yuqi forward.

  As expected, Mo Yuqi saw Mo Qingchen flailing about like a headless fly, and his face flashed with a hint of disdain. He thought about how he had been beaten by that stinky girl earlier and had greatly lost face, and his anger ignited. Seizing an opportunity, he swung his fist at Mo Qingchen's face.

  That fist was coming at a very fast pace, Mo Qingdun could feel a gust of wind rushing towards him.

  "Be careful!" the tiger head shouted involuntarily.

  Mo Danyan's face changed instantly, his palms supporting the table surface, staring motionlessly at the scene inside.

  Everyone's complexion changed because at this moment, Mo Yuqi's fist was emitting a faint spiritual aura, apparently having mobilized most of his internal spiritual energy to his hand.

  After becoming a cultivator, although it is necessary to reach the middle of the Qi Refining stage to learn attack techniques and achieve true fire external release, as long as one enters the Qi Refining stage, they can mobilize their internal spiritual energy. In this way, even if it's just a little girl at the first layer of Qi Refining, as long as she directs her spiritual energy to her hands or feet and strikes out at her opponent, her power won't be much less than that of an ordinary adult male.

  Mo Danyan had already stood up, his originally red face now looked even more crimson. At this moment, he was indeed extremely angry in his heart. He secretly cursed Mo Ba's daughter, "You are truly vicious and malicious! If you had attacked anywhere else, it would have been fine, but you had to attack the girl's face, your thoughts are too poisonous!"

  If that's the case, if Yaotou has a good or bad fate, I'll put aside my own rules and take care of Mo Ba's whole family!

  Perhaps it was still icy cold on the surface, but looking at the scene inside, she couldn't help but frown.

  Fortunately, the ignorant are fearless. The onlookers each have their own thoughts. Mo Qingdun can't see the spiritual energy on his fist, but he can only feel that this punch is coming fiercely and didn't expect it to be so powerful.

  Of course, even if she didn't know all this, she still wouldn't want that fist to land on her face.

  Just as Mo Yuqi's fist was about to hit her, Mo Qingchen suddenly smiled slightly. This smile made Mo Yuqi, who was face to face with her, pause for a moment. Although the momentum of her punch didn't decrease, it slowed down slightly.

  Mo Qingchen was like a willow in the wind, his upper body suddenly arched backward, while his left hand simultaneously lifted up, and his slender white fingers quickly tapped on Mo Yuqi's wrist as she swung her fist!

  "Ah!" Mo Yuqi only felt a severe pain in her wrist, the spiritual power that had been mobilized to her fist was like an unbridled wild horse, running wildly in all directions.

  Mo Yuqi's body was surging with spiritual energy, the pain was far more severe than Mo Qingchen's pinch on her wrist. At just nine years old, she couldn't bear such agony. Her left hand instinctively covered her right wrist as she fell forward onto the ground, landing in a dog-eat-shit position!

  Mo Qingchen didn't kick him while he was down, instead looking at Mo Yuqi who was curled up on the ground, groaning nonstop and unable to get up for a long time. He then turned his head back, calmly gazing at the green-robed man acting as the judge.

  This was already the second unusual silence in the grand hall. Until Mo Qingchen looked at the man in green and called out in a clear voice: "Sir—"

  She didn't know how to address this man in green clothes either, thinking that he was the judge of this small competition, so calling him "sir" should be more appropriate.

  "Hmm... this time's sparring... Xiao Shi wins!" The man in green clothes said, still staring at Mo Yuqi, as if he still couldn't believe what he was seeing.

  Mo Qingchen felt joyful in his heart, finally venting out the bad air he had been holding in. His face remained expressionless, but he slightly bowed to the man in green and walked away from the arena.

  Just now, in the brief contest, timing, force, posture, and even the attack on Mo Yuqi's acupoints, Mo Qingchen's mind was like a high-speed operating computer, not daring to stop for a moment. Adding a bit of luck, although she won against Mo Yuqi, she herself felt a kind of emptiness, whether physically or mentally, and needed to hurry up and adjust her breath.

  "Yuqi!" A woman in a pale blue dress rushed into the arena, and Mo Qingchen looked closely to see that it was Eighth Aunt, who had met him once before, and also happened to be Mo Yuqi's mother.

  The woman picked up Mo Yuqi, with a fierce gaze at Mo Qingchen, and scolded: "You little bastard, how dare you hurt my daughter!"

  "How dare you!" Blue-robed woman's words had just fallen when Mo Dashan sternly shouted.

  Mo Danyan jumped up suddenly, one hand on his waist and the other pointing at the woman in blue: "Damn it, who are you calling a bastard? You're the bastard, your whole family is bastards!"

  "Old Five!" Mo Dashan exclaimed in exasperation, thinking to himself that this Old Five was really impossible to deal with - who would dare scold his nephew's wife like that?

  Besides... even if you scold, don't drag the whole family into it.

  Mo Ba's wife and Mo Da Nian's commotion actually diluted the shock that Mo Qingchen's victory over Mo Yuqi brought to everyone. Everyone was watching this farce, wanting to laugh but desperately holding back, with very strange expressions on their faces.

  Mo Ba's wife wanted to say more, but seeing the expression of the clan leader, she stopped talking. Although she was not afraid of Mo Danyan in the Refining Qi stage, the Building Foundation stage clan leader was someone she dared not offend at all costs.

  At this time, Mo Ba rushed into the field again, holding his wife's hand, and she also hugged Mo Yuqi down the steps.

  "Lao Wu, you old fellow, hurry up and sit down, what kind of appearance are you making in front of the younger generation?" Mo Dashan transmitted his voice.