Chapter 103 Iron Fist
After teaching Thompson a lesson, Mo Fei continued to take Mikayla hiking.
Watching Mo Fei's leisurely and carefree figure, Thompson gritted his teeth. If his father hadn't been sent to South America by the Military some time ago, how could he have suffered such a great humiliation today?
His father was a typical U.S. soldier and a sniper, who was usually very protective of his own. If he heard that his son was bullied, he would definitely use his superior strength to teach the bully a lesson.
No matter how powerful Mo Fei was, could he be more powerful than his father, who had undergone long-term training in the army?
Thinking of his father, Thompson sighed again. His father and mother had been at odds and had been separated for two years. He lived with his father, and his younger brother lived with his mother.
When Mo Fei and Mikayla came down the mountain, they heard the news that Jim had been sent to the hospital, reportedly due to persistent abdominal pain caused by food poisoning.
Mo Fei was a little silent, "This shouldn't be my business, right?"
"It's definitely not my business!"
"It must be that she ate too many random things, which led to food poisoning!"
"That's right, just like that!"
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Mo Fei and Mo Youqian looked at each other, Mo Fei staring intently into Mo Youqian's eyes.
Suddenly!
Mo Youqian's eyes narrowed, and his hand, like a phantom, made an Eagle Claw move, reaching for Mo Fei's wrist.
This claw had five fingers like hooks, and the skin also showed a faint dark blue color, just like a real eagle's claw. It was as sharp as a gust of wind and a strong crossbow, arriving in front of Mo Fei in the blink of an eye.
This claw was sharp and fierce enough, and its placement was also very precise. If he had managed to grab it firmly, Mo Fei's wrist bleeding profusely would be the least of it; his wrist might even be broken.
Facing Mo Youqian's claw, Mo Fei twisted his left wrist, performing a Xing Yi Quan "Circling Hand" to avoid Mo Youqian's Eagle Claw. At the same time, he brought his right hand together like a knife, chopping down towards Mo Youqian's nose line with force.
One must know that Mo Fei's Xing Yi Quan had already reached Lv3, and after obtaining Mo Youqian's Xing Yi Quan Dark Force cultivation method, his cultivation gradually stepped into the Dark Force. The power of this palm strike was not weak. If it landed firmly, even those UFC boxing champions would have their skulls cracked, or at the very least suffer a severe concussion.
But Mo Youqian was an old fox who had lived for an unknown period of time. He could easily avoid such a small trick.
On the stage, Mo Fei and Mo Youqian's figures intertwined like phantoms. In an instant, it was difficult for ordinary people to distinguish who was who.
While Mo Fei and Mo Youqian were fighting, at some point, a young man in a white suit walked into the boxing gym and stood not far from Mindy, watching Mo Fei and Mo Youqian's sparring with a serious expression.
Mindy glanced at the other party.
The newcomer noticed Mindy's gaze and nodded to her with a refined smile.
"Daniel Rand?" Mindy frowned, looking at the other person's appearance. She remembered the lucky individual who had recently appeared and caused a stir in New York.
Daniel Rand's father, Wendell Rand, was the founder of Rand Corporation, a large group company with a market value of several billion U.S. dollars.
He returned to New York fifteen years after his parents were declared dead. After his identity was recognized, he inherited the inheritance left by his parents, 51% of Rand Corporation's shares, and instantly became one of the top wealthy individuals in this World.
This was too legendary, and thus Daniel Rand instantly became a media darling, overshadowing the playboy Tony Stark, and was given nicknames such as "Youngest Billionaire" and "Incredible Lucky Guy," attracting countless people's envy, jealousy, and hatred.
"But why is he here?"
Mindy was not one to meddle after all. Although she was curious, she did not ask, quietly waiting for Mo Youqian and Professor Mo Fei to finish.
As long as he didn't threaten Mo Fei's safety, she didn't care who he was.
A billionaire, is that so amazing? She had personally killed one just a while ago!
[Fighting with a white-haired old man (bah, beast!), gained 2 experience points.]
[Congratulations to the host, Xing Yi Quan skill upgraded!]
[Xing Yi Quan Lv4: Finally stepped into the trash of the extraordinary World, but you are also an out-and-out weakling in the extraordinary World, only fit to trim Hulk's nose hair! (Experience 1/1000)]
Mo Fei's Xing Yi Quan skill upgraded, and the one who felt it most deeply was naturally Mo Youqian, who was sparring with Mo Fei. He felt that Mo Fei's Dark Force, which had just entered the threshold, suddenly seemed to have enlightened, soaring up a large chunk. If it weren't for his old man's rich combat experience, he might have been ambushed by this kid.
Mo Fei and Mo Youqian separated.
Mo Youqian stood upright like a spear in the center of the ring, with his hands behind his back, looking at Mo Fei and shaking his head with a wry smile, "Your progress is too monstrous, kid. I estimate that even if I didn't teach you Qi, and just let you practice Xing Yi Quan, you would still be able to defeat me in five or six years."
After speaking, Mo Youqian turned to look at Daniel, his face serious: "Are you the new Iron Fist of Kunlun?"
"Yes, Senior Uncle." Daniel bowed respectfully to Mo Youqian.
"Your master wrote to me half a month ago, asking me to look after you, but I estimate you live a much more comfortable life than I do. Perhaps you should be the one looking after this old man," Mo Youqian sneered coldly.
Mo Fei was a little surprised. After being with Mo Youqian for so long, although the old man was a bit perverted sometimes, he was generally kind. He would laugh and curse with the people around him and had almost never been seen getting angry with anyone. Why was he so harsh on someone who respectfully called him Senior Uncle?
When Daniel left, Mo Fei looked at his straight back and sighed, "A superhero… I once dreamed of wandering the World with a sword, acting as a chivalrous hero, but then my mother called me home for dinner, so I didn't go."
Mo Youqian glanced at the surprised Mo Fei and said, "Do you think I'm too unfeeling?"
"Yes." Mo Fei thought for a moment and nodded. He was a trustworthy and honest young man, always speaking his mind.
"That's because Kunlun has always been composed of Chinese people. When did it ever accept Westerners? Moreover, to let a Western White man inherit the power of Iron Fist? Those old fogeys, they even said that his father and son had a great kindness to Kunlun… Bah! What are those old undying things good for? With them around, what great disaster could Kunlun face? It's all just something they made up themselves! A bunch of shameless bastards!" Mo Youqian said indignantly, "For that… what, it's like a dog seeing that thing, they don't even care about their face. I feel ashamed for them!"
Mo Fei blinked. It seems… Kunlun isn't a monolithic entity after all. Internal strife?