Medical Genius Chapter 1479

 This family master's words immediately caused the other family masters to cajole up.


                Another family head exclaimed, "Rumour has it that the number one ranked expert in the Canton Province is a strong man who cultivates the Iron Thread Fist."


                "But this person has only struck twice, and, each time he struck, he was masked and defeated those two strongest ranked second and third in only ten moves."


                "For so many years, no one even knows his identity."


                "Wang Xingyun, so, you are the masked man?"


                Wang Xingyun sneered, "It seems that I can't hide this point about me from you guys."


                "Since that's the case, then I have nothing to hide."


                "For so many years, I have been hiding my strength, originally I wanted to deal with Nanba Tian!"


                "But to my surprise, Nanba Tian ran away, leaving behind such a waste."


                "Lin Mo, this Iron Thread Fist of mine was originally intended to deal with Nan Baitian."


                "Since you are Nanba Tian's heir, do you dare to fight me?"


                The other seven family masters looked towards Lin Mo, their expressions all a little tense.


                Before, not knowing Wang Xingyun's strength, they felt that Lin Mo was a sure winner.


                However, now that they knew Wang Xingyun's strength, the crowd was panicking in their hearts.


                Although Lin Mo was not weak, he was after all too young, could he defeat Wang Xingyun, who had been the number one expert in Guangdong Province for almost twenty years?


                Lin Mo's expression was bland: "Wang Xingyun, you're really hiding deep."


                "However, with this level of strength, you are not qualified to challenge Nanba Tian."


                "I'm giving you a chance now, let all the Wang family members give up their resistance and surrender directly, and I can still let the Wang family remain in Guang Province!"


                "Otherwise ......"


                Wang Xingyun directly interrupted Lin Mo's words, "Ridiculous!"


                "Lin Mo, it's already this time, and you're still talking about foolish dreams here?"


                "Today, I'm going to kill you with my own hands, then capture the poisonous spider and personally take her to Master Xue Wu to seek justice!"


                "Want to destroy my Wang family? Heh, are you worthy of that!"


                Lin Mo nodded slowly and took a step forward, "So, you're really prepared to fight me!"


                "Since that's the case, then I'll make it happen for you."


                Wang Xingyun let out a wild laugh, "Seek your own death!"


                With those words, Wang Xingyun took a fierce step forward, rushing directly in front of Lin Mo and slamming his right fist down.


                The Iron Thread Fist was so rigid and domineering that when cultivating it, both arms needed to carry iron rings of more than ten or even tens of pounds for cultivation.


                In this way, both arms were equivalent to practising the fist with a heavy load.


                When cultivating, but whenever you throw a punch, you have to double your strength.


                In the long run, it will make the double fists powerful and overbearing.


                Elementary practitioners, wearing iron rings against the enemy, can use them as weapons as well as adding to the power of their fists, making them powerful.


                At the advanced level of training, there is no need to wear iron rings.


                When you strike, each punch is like wearing a ring of iron of tens of pounds, and is extremely powerful.


                Even a strong practitioner of the Eight Extremes Fist would be reluctant to clash hard with the Iron Thread Fist!


                Wang Xingyun's attainment of this Iron Thread Fist could definitely be said to be perfect.


                With a full power strike, it was like a tarzan pressing down on the top of a mountain with terrifying power.


                With this punch, he could easily knock down even a cow, not to mention Lin Mo!


                In such a situation, to fight hard would be a complete death wish, so Lin Mo's only way was to avoid it.


                Wang Xingyun was staring at Lin Mo with a deadly stare, he had already left a backhand.


                As long as Lin Mo retreated, he would immediately follow up with a step and strike another fatal blow.


                However, in the face of this powerful punch, Lin Mo did not retreat at all.


                On the contrary, he even took a step forward.


                In full view of everyone, Lin Mo's left hand crossed the block, hooked Wang Xingyun's wrist and smoothly guided it out to the side a little.


                Wang Xingyun's punch was directly guided away, while Lin Mo had already rushed in front of Wang Xingyun.


                With an elbow strike, he hit Wang Xingyun directly in the chest, sending him flying!