Chapter 218: Chapter 215: Harder, Uncle Can Still Take It
Li Yuanhao didn’t take Mo Qi’s words to heart. In fact, he found them utterly ridiculous.
’Contact the King of Kaosan?’
’What a joke. Plenty of people know my father, but that doesn’t mean he knows you.’
’Besides, I’ve never even heard the name Qin Daye before.’
’If he were someone important enough for my father to show respect, wouldn’t I, Li Yuanhao, know of him?’
’What, you think you can scare me with just a single sentence?’
’You must be incredibly naive.’
Li Yuanhao sneered. "Stop playing dumb with me. Either fight or admit you’re wrong."
"I already told you. Contact your father. He’ll tell you what you should do," Mo Qi repeated.
"Enough!" Li Yuanhao growled, his sword-like brows furrowing in anger. His rage had clearly reached a boiling point. "You think you’re so clever? That this is some brilliant trick? Someone like you isn’t even worthy of a second glance from my father!"
Mo Qi was speechless.
’Alright, I’ve run into someone who worships his father. There’s no reasoning with him at all.’
’Do I really look that pathetic?’
’Not even worthy of a second glance from the King of Kaosan?’
’And it’s not like contacting the King of Kaosan is some huge ordeal. Is it really a good idea to be so prejudiced?’
"Young man, believe it or not, in a little while, you’ll be kneeling before me and calling me ’uncle’," Mo Qi said with a smile.
Li Yuanhao: "..."
He looked at Mo Qi as if he were a dead man.
If Mo Qi’s actions before had just been about this Cultivation Room, this latest sentence was an insult to his dignity as the Young Prince of the Kaosan.
On a grander scale, it was contempt for the entire Kaosan clan.
’Kneel?’
’The Kaosan clan has never knelt to anyone except His Holiness, the current emperor!’
The situation had now escalated beyond the Imperial Academy, so Li Yuanhao no longer felt bound by the Academy’s rule against killing.
"Insult the Kaosan clan, and you will be killed without mercy!"
Li Yuanhao’s body blurred, transforming into an afterimage as he lunged at Mo Qi.
Why was this called a Fighting Cultivation Room?
It was because in here, a special Array suppressed everyone’s True Essence and Realm, regardless of who they were. Only close-quarters combat was possible; no other fighting abilities could be used.
Seeing Li Yuanhao attack, Mo Qi’s expression remained unchanged. He showed no intention of dodging or counterattacking.
"This is our first meeting. So you can’t say this ’uncle’ is bullying you, I’ll give you three free moves, alright?"
Mo Qi’s casual expression, casual posture, and casual words were like sharp swords, repeatedly piercing Li Yuanhao’s pride.
"You’ve gone too far! You’re courting death!"
Thus, the power behind Li Yuanhao’s strike instantly jumped from thirty percent to seventy.
Among his peers, aside from Qian Duoduo eleven years ago, no one in the entire Mountain and Sea Empire was worthy of his notice.
Ever since Qian Duoduo’s talent had faded, he, Li Yuanhao, had single-handedly dominated his generation. No one from the younger generation was his match, and now, no one even dared to fight him.
In the eyes of others, he was an absolute monster.
Over time, Li Yuanhao had grown increasingly arrogant and aloof, and he never showed mercy when he struck.
This was also why the crowd outside was giving Mo Qi looks of pity.
BAM!
Li Yuanhao’s fist slammed into Mo Qi’s chest with a dull thud.
Mo Qi was sent flying several dozen feet by the immense force, yet he was completely unharmed.
From start to finish, the smile on his face never wavered.
"How is that possible! Are you wearing High Level Defense Armor?" Li Yuanhao felt as if his fist had struck a block of refined iron, and the impact sent a numbing sensation up his arm.
"Nope." Mo Qi lifted his shirt, revealing nothing underneath.
"This..."
Li Yuanhao was stunned. ’What kind of demonic body is this? How can it be so powerful!’
How could he know that this body of Mo Qi’s was an External Incarnation? It couldn’t be harmed in the slightest even by a full-power strike from a Dragon Soul, let alone by him.
"That’s one move. Two more to go. Keep it up!" Mo Qi waved his arm in an encouraging gesture.
Li Yuanhao’s shock instantly morphed into a towering inferno of rage.
’Provocation! This is blatant provocation!’
’Keep it up, my ass! Could you possibly be any more arrogant?’
But for all his anger, Li Yuanhao hadn’t lost his mind.
His thoughts raced as he quickly analyzed the situation, soon arriving at a conclusion.
’No matter how Mo Qi is doing this, one thing is certain: without being able to use True Essence, I can’t break through his physical defense.’
’The King of Kaosan taught me that in a fight, the worst mistake is to be inflexible. Adaptability is the true path to victory.’
’So your defense is strong? Then I’ll use softness to overcome hardness!’
With this in mind, Li Yuanhao attacked again.
This time, he didn’t clash head-on with Mo Qi. Abandoning his ferocious style, his body moved like coiling silk. He wrapped himself around Mo Qi and used the momentum of his charge to throw him to the ground.
He then locked Mo Qi’s head in a scissor leg hold, twisted one of his arms, turned it ninety degrees, and held it tight against his chest.
Using the power from his hips and back, he began to twist Mo Qi’s joint in the opposite direction.
Mo Qi remained expressionless. ’A joint lock? Does an External Incarnation even have joints?’
’Go on, begin your performance.’
Mo Qi offered no resistance, yawning as he let Li Yuanhao struggle. Every so often, he would chime in with a few words that infuriated Li Yuanhao while also leaving him utterly helpless.
"Put some muscle into it! Did you skip breakfast? I don’t feel a thing!"
"Hey, hey, hey! Don’t let up! Why’d your strength just drop by twenty percent?"
"Yes, yes, that’s the spot. Bend it back. Don’t worry, your uncle can take it."
"Go, go! Harder, harder!"
Li Yuanhao couldn’t take it anymore. ’Are you insane?!’
He released Mo Qi, feeling indescribably frustrated.
"If you have any guts, then fight me for real!"
Mo Qi patted the dust off his bottom, stood up, and laughed. "I can stand here without moving and you still can’t do anything to me. How are you supposed to fight me?"
Li Yuanhao was at a loss for words, but unwilling to admit defeat, he racked his brain and finally came up with an excuse. "I admit your defense is high and I can’t do anything about it, but that doesn’t mean you’re stronger than me!"
Mo Qi was taken aback. ’What kind of bullshit logic is that?’
"If you don’t defeat me, this Cultivation Room will never be yours!" Li Yuanhao added.
Mo Qi rubbed his nose. "Can you really not just contact your father?"
"Hmph! Defeat me first, then we’ll talk!" Li Yuanhao wasn’t an idiot. By now, he had figured out that Mo Qi probably did know his father.
’But so what? If you don’t beat me fair and square, I’ll never accept it!’
"Fine. You’re a stubborn little brat, aren’t you? Then let’s go!"
The words "you little brat" made Li Yuanhao grit his teeth in anger again.
’You obviously don’t even look as old as I am, yet you’re acting like an elder scolding a junior. Is that really okay?’
"I won’t lose to you! I, Li Yuanhao, am invincible!" Li Yuanhao roared and charged at Mo Qi.
Where did his fighting skills come from?
From the King of Kaosan, of course!
When Mo Qi had acted as a "Summoning Tube" between the King of Kaosan and Mo Xiao during their spars, he had long since memorized both of their moves.
Although Li Yuanhao was exceptionally talented, how could he possibly compare to his father, the King of Kaosan?
The King of Kaosan could easily break Mo Xiao’s techniques, but that didn’t mean Li Yuanhao could do the same.
And so, five minutes later, with a bruised and battered face swollen up like a pig’s head, Li Yuanhao took out a Communication Talisman and contacted the King of Kaosan.
