Urban Omnipotent Son-in-law

Most importantly, he had already stepped into the Grandmaster realm. He knew very well that his young master had underestimated a Half Step Grandmaster.    

What was a Grandmaster?    

To be able to carry a cauldron with his strength, to be able to compete with a Vajra, he was a Grandmaster.    

Trying to kill a Half Step Grandmaster with just a few lightning talismans was no different than daydreaming.    

His young master's combat experience was still too little.    

However, he was even more clear that if these talismans were to fall, even if Mo Nan didn't die, he would still be injured. In this way, his strength would surely decrease, and he would return to the same starting line as his young master.    

The next battle would be the real battle.    

However, he'd obviously miscalculated a little.    

As the lightning flashed, Elder Zhao, who looked at Mo Nan's situation calmly, could no longer remain calm. He dashed towards Wu Ziyang and shouted,    

"Young master, be careful!"    

"Haha."    

Mo Nan turned around and looked at Wu Ziyang, who was rushing towards him. His expression was full of disdain.    

He was indeed injured. His body was covered in cuts and bruises. It seemed that his injuries were not light.    

However, these were all external injuries. The impact on his strength was not bad. What could really affect him should instead be the pain and the feeling of numbness.    

However, it was fine for the others to let it go. For him, who had broken his arms and legs all the time, these pain were nothing to him.    

"You!"    

Wu Ziyang, who had a smug look on his face, was shocked when he saw Mo Nan waving his knife after the lightning.    

Wasn't this guy afraid of pain?    

At the same time, he panicked. Because now, he really didn't have any means to protect himself. If Mo Nan used another blade technique like that, he wouldn't be able to block it.    

Thinking of this, he glanced at Elder Zhao who was rushing towards him and turned around to run.    

"Trash."    

Mo Nan rolled his eyes in disdain. At this time, he stopped waving his knife. He took the opportunity to calm down and secretly heal his injuries.    

To be honest, he was just putting on a show to scare Wu Ziyang. He never thought that this kid would be so scared.    

He did not even think about it. After all, he was injured. Plus, half of his body was still numb. How could he really use the Nameless Saber Technique?    

At the same time, he really looked down on Wu Ziyang.    

With such courage, he still wanted to fight for enlightenment and become a Grandmaster?    

This guy didn't even know what fighting was.    

Martial arts were determined to be fearless of death, seeking life in desperate situations. It was precisely because he had experienced many life-and-death battles that he had managed to break through to the Grandmaster realm without encountering any obstacles.    

And with Wu Ziyang like this, even if he really killed him today, it wouldn't have any effect at all.    

After calming his breathing, Mo Nan didn't dare to waste any time. He frantically circulated the Supreme Purity Heaven Returning Scroll to recover his injuries.    

On the other side.    

Elder Zhao, who was rushing over, was actually worried, especially Mo Nan, who had experienced too many battles. Such a person was best at finding opportunities.    

However, when he saw Mo Nan receive the message, he felt relieved.    

However, he felt relieved.    

Wu Ziyang was not the only one. He looked around Elder Zhao. He could even feel Jessica and the others who were watching the battle from a distance. They looked at him with disdain.    

If nothing unexpected happened, this stain would accompany him for the rest of his life!    

As a martial artist, he had nearly escaped without a fight. If this were to spread, not to mention how others viewed him, He was afraid that even the people of Wu family would look at him lightly from now on.    

With a dark face, Wu Ziyang immediately made up his mind and said to Old Master Zhao,    

"You, help me kill them. Don't let any of them escape."    

"Where, where is that girl?"    

Elder Zhao was stunned. Then, he turned around and pointed at Wushuang.    

Wu Ziyang took a deep look at Wushuang. He thought for a moment and gritted his teeth. "Don't you understand what I'm saying? Kill them all!"    

"Then, about your breakthrough?"    

"You don't need to worry about it. At worst, when we go back, we'll just say that Mo Fann is not strong enough. " Anyway, I only have a way to deal with this. You don't have to worry about it. " Wu Ziyang said impatiently.    

He only hoped that none of the people present today would let go.    

"Heh."    

He quickly instructed Elder Zhao. He took one last look at Mo Nan, then immediately shifted his gaze to Jessica and the others.    

That Mo Nan was a madman. He did not want to fight Mo Nan at all now. However, Wu Ziyang didn't believe it. Could it be that the people around the madman weren't afraid of death?    

He had lost his confidence from Mo Nan. He wanted to regain his confidence from Jessica and the others.    

To put it bluntly, he wanted to pick on the soft persimmons.    

At least, he wanted to guarantee that these people would not run away before Elder Zhao took care of Mo Nan and came to help.    

With a flash, Wu Ziyang arrived beside Jessica and the others. Before they could react, he sneered and said,    

"Don't even think about running away. Otherwise, all those who are caught by me will die!"    

... ""    

Jessica knitted his brows tightly. In an instant, he exchanged glances with Qin Jiang and Mason. After which, they nodded almost simultaneously.    

After defeating Wu Ziyang, they questioned that they didn't have the strength of Mo Nan. However, if they joined forces, it shouldn't be difficult for them to protect themselves from this guy.    

The key was to see who would win against their idol.    

Before they attacked, Jessica looked at Mo Nan's direction for the last time. Then, he took the initiative to attack.    

However, the battle situation on this side was not too intense. This was because whether it was Jessica and the others or Wu Ziyang, it was not too intense. The only thought was that he didn't want to let her go.    

Therefore, as long as no one left, they didn't need to risk their lives.    

The real battlefield was on Mo Nan's side.    

Walking leisurely to a place not far from Mo Nan, Elder Zhao used his eyes to check his injuries and sighed with emotion.    

"There's no need for that. I told you earlier that if you were willing to cooperate with the show and Young Master Zhu broke through, you might really be able to leave safely today."    

"There's no need for you to teach me how to do things." Mo Nan looked coldly at Elder Zhao and stretched his muscles. Then, he said in a dense voice,    

"Besides, with that piece of trash, do you think he can really break through to the Grandmaster level?"    

Elder Zhao:... ""    

He was silent. The truth was, Wu Ziyang's performance just now had forced him to admit that the young master's flower in the greenhouse could not withstand the wind and rain.    

However, he didn't dare admit it personally because he was afraid that Wu Ziyang would settle the score with him in the future.    

What surprised him was that...    

After fighting Wu Ziyang, Mo Nan started to mock him again.    

"Not only him, but you, a piece of trash, can also break through to the Grandmaster realm. It's quite surprising."    

"However, a piece of trash is a piece of trash. You think you can stop me with just you? That's a huge joke. Today, I will show you what a real Grandmaster is!"    

"You little rascal, how dare you!"    

Elder Zhao said angrily.    

On this day, At this moment, he was truly angry. After all, he could ignore all the other mocking remarks, but the fact that he had sided with the Wu family was indeed a stain on his life.    

He was different from those grandmasters who served as elders in order to obtain resources. To the Wu family, he was indeed just a servant. This was a pain in his heart that he couldn't get rid of.    

Yet, this young man kept sprinkling salt on his wounds.