Chapter 6
In the private UFO shooting range in the villa area.
Mo Wen stood on the spacious lawn, surrounded by six target throwers.
Each machine was less than ten meters away from Wen Mo.
At such a distance, even a martial arts expert could only use his four limbs to attack the flying saucers in four directions at the same time without dodging.
However, Mo Wen chose six target throwers.
“3”
“2”
“1”
"Begin!"
Bang bang!
The six target throwers fired their flying saucers at the same time. Their target was Mo Wen, who was standing in the middle.
The flying saucer pierced through the air, making a sharp screech.
The maximum distance of the target was 75 meters, and the flight time was 4 to 5 seconds.
Even the slowest disc target had a speed of 15 meters per second, not to mention that Mo Wen was using the best target thrower, which had a speed of at least 19 meters per second.
According to the flying saucer's speed of 20 meters per second, 10 meters was only 0.5 seconds. It was so fast that ordinary people could not even see it clearly, let alone shatter it.
However, in less than 0.5 seconds, Mo Wen stood in place and attacked in six directions at the same time like a phantom.
Pa, pa, pa!
A firecracker-like explosion sounded in the air, and the six flying saucer targets shattered almost at the same time.
If Yudi Kesi was here, he would probably be shocked beyond words, because Mo Wen had displayed the Sonic Fist that he had painstakingly cultivated for more than ten years.
Moreover, Mo Wen's Sonic Punch was more exquisite than his because Mo Wen was not limited by his stance at all. His casual punches could break the sound barrier and use the Sonic Punch that he regarded as his trump card.
"Beep-"
The drone made a sound, and the six targets shot out again. They continued to fire in less than a second.
Mo Wen's eyes became a little more serious. His body seemed to be relaxed as he stood in place, but he had already used the concentration that surpassed life and death. He was highly concentrated and once again threw out a sonic punch. Like a phantom, he continuously shattered the targets in all directions.
Pa pa!
Explosions kept coming from the empty UFO shooting range, as if someone was setting off firecrackers inside.
After an unknown period of time, the ear-piercing sound suddenly disappeared.
"Beep-"
The machine sounded again, but there was no flying saucer launch.
This was because all the flying saucers had been used up.
"Whoosh!"
Mo Wen breathed a sigh of relief. His custom-made casual clothes were already soaked in sweat, and there was a faint steam rising from the top of his head.
The maid who was guarding at the side quickly jogged over and handed him a towel. She looked at Mo Wen with eyes full of admiration and undetectable love." Young Master, the hot spring is ready."”
Mo Wen took the towel and wiped his sweat. He placed it back in the maid's hand and asked,""Is there anything else?"
"Mr. Tokugawa called just now and said that you should remember to call him back after Young Master finishes his training. He has something to tell you.”
"Mr. Tokugawa? Oh, it's that old man."
Thinking of the short old man, a smile appeared on Mo Wen's face.
"Alright, give me the phone later."
In the hot spring, Mo Wen leaned lazily against the edge of the stone, enjoying the comfort brought by the hot spring.
Using the Sonic Fist was nothing to him. The main thing was that he was a little tired from being highly focused for a long time. However, this was also a kind of training to become stronger, so Mo Wen felt very happy.
"I didn't expect that the old Tokugawa who helped me in the past was actually that Tokugawa Mitsunari. It's my fault for being too eager to make money and neglecting some details.”
He picked up his phone and dialed the number. Less than a second later, the call was picked up.
"Little Mo Wen, you've been hiding it from me so hard ~ You actually lied to a poor old man like me for so many years.”
Mo Wen was just about to say hello when he heard Tokugawa Mitsunari complaining on the phone.
Mo Wen's expression was a little strange, but he soon understood. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he said,""You didn't ask me, Old Master.”
"I don't care. You have to compensate me for my mental loss.”
Mo Wen laughed out loud." Alright, alright. Old Master, please speak."”
"I'll tell you when I've thought it through. Let's get down to business. Mo Jun, have you heard of the Underground Arena?”
Mo Wen's eyes narrowed slightly and the corners of his mouth curled up." I've never heard of it. What's wrong, Old Master?"”
"Cough, cough, cough. You haven't heard of it before. That's true. At that time, your mind was only focused on earning money.”
Tokugawa Mitsunari choked on the other end of the phone and almost couldn't recover.
"That's the holy land of combat. There's no prize money, no guarantees, only reputation. It's a place where the strongest man on the ground is decided. There are no rules other than not using weapons. The winner takes all.”
Tokugawa Mitsunari's tone was seductive.
"As long as you want, I can arrange an opponent for you tonight.”
Mo Wen's eyes gradually lit up, and a ball of fire burned in his chest.
Ever since he had officially obtained power, he had only fought once. Moreover, that time, he had directly punched out and killed his opponent. It was not satisfying at all.
Any man with power would be unable to restrain himself from venting his strength, and Mo Wen was the same.
Not to mention, as long as Mo Wen defeated his opponent, he would have the chance to live forever.
He desired opponents more than ordinary Pugilists!
Listening to the gradually heavy breathing on the phone, Tokugawa Mitsunari grinned smugly. He knew that this kid would be tempted.
"Hehe, I'll be waiting for you at the entrance of Jingdong Dome tonight at eight o'clock.”
Crack.
After saying that, she hung up the phone, as if she was not worried that Mo Wen would not come at all.
Would Mo Wen go?
That was inevitable!
Mo Wen put his phone aside, leaned against the wall of the pool, and suddenly let out a low laugh.
"Hehehe, hahahaha, I'm looking forward to it, I'm really looking forward to it.”
......
8 pm, Jingdong Dome.
A few people stood at the door, as if they were waiting for someone.
"Hey, old man, isn't that person here yet?”
A dark-skinned man with a face full of displeasure. Anyone who waited for someone they didn't know would be unhappy, not to mention the arrogant Kato Seisumi.
"Master, the person you mentioned, did he really defeat the number one fighter in Cherry Blossom City?”
Compared to Kato Kiyomi, Foolish Unique was more patient. He believed that Tokugawa Mitsunari's trusted people would definitely come.
"Hahaha, it's true, Unique. It's such a surprise to find him at this time. The arena will definitely be even more lively in the future.”
Tokugawa Mitsunari laughed loudly.
"Look, isn't he here?"
Everyone looked up and saw a black luxury car speeding over from afar and stopping in front of them.
Foolish Lone Step and Kato Seizumi looked over. A Pugilist who was valued by Master Tokugawa (the old man) was definitely not ordinary.
The car door opened, and a tall and handsome young man got out.
As soon as he came down, he greeted them.
"Sorry everyone, I'm late."
"Mo Jun ~~"
When Tokugawa saw Mo Wen, he quickly ran down the stairs and pounced, giving Foolish Lone Step and Kato Kiyoko a fright. Mo Wen was stunned for a moment, but he calmly reached out to catch Tokugawa Mitsunari.
"Old Master, you're already so old, so don't be so reckless.”
Mo Wen sighed helplessly.
"Hehe, I haven't seen you for a long time and I miss you. Hurry up, the competition is about to start.”
Tokugawa got down from Mo Wen's arms and pulled Mo Wen.
"Ready?"
Mo Wen laughed.
"I can't wait."
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