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In the dead of night, many people fell asleep. However, there was a type of person who liked to think about things at such times. When the mind was used to think, it would find it difficult to rest. He was currently very conflicted, continuing to stay in the Lu family. In less than three days, Lu Ziyi would definitely find out that he was hiding his martial arts from them, and when that time came, no matter how Ye Mo Han explained, it would all be in vain. Lu Ziyu would definitely suspect that he was up to no good. Unless you tell Lu Zibai that he is not a child, but that the leaf is cold, this is the truth, Lu Zibai will definitely believe it. However, after saying this, Ye Wen Han would be equivalent to reappearing in the martial arts world, and Zhang Qingwu and the Jade Pavilion would act accordingly.

After some thought, Ye Mo Han decided to leave. He was ready to leave the Lu family and find a place to settle down. If there really was a hidden force that was plotting against the Lu family, even if the Lu family was in a crisis, he would still dare to come to their aid. This was also equivalent to saying that he was worthy of Lu Zibai taking him in for a few days. With the plan settled, Ye Mo Han immediately stood up. Ye Mo Han's room was a small courtyard, and no one else lived near it. Ye Mo Han's room was no different from the day when he opened the door.

The door opened, and Ye Wen froze as he took a step forward. Surprisingly, there was a person standing motionlessly in the courtyard. He was facing Ye Mo Han like a statue. It was Ye Mo Han who had seen the White Barbarian Eagle earlier in the day.

"Where are you going so late?" The white barn eagle spoke first.

The white barn eagle was here at such a late hour, it must have been on Lu Zibai's orders. Ye Mo Han hadn't been publicly watched by anyone in the past two months, and the White Cang Eagle's actions clearly showed that Lu Zibai wasn't afraid of revealing his intentions. Lu Zibai wanted Ye Mo Han to understand that he didn't trust Ye Mo Han. What had Ye Mo come here for? It should have been when Ye Mo Han was meditating and operating his Qi, otherwise Ye Mo Han would have been able to hear his movements.

"I was going to leave." Ye Mo Han didn't have any good feelings towards this person who had suddenly appeared. Since Lu Zibai had already publicly declared his suspicions, Ye Mo Han felt that there was no need to hide his suspicions. "But since you've done your best to guard the gate for me, I can only go back and sleep."

"Lord Ling is rather straightforward." "The White Barbarian Hawk sneered." I thought that I would be standing here all night for nothing.

"What do you mean?" Ye Mo Han asked.

"Young Master Lu told me to monitor you. If you want to escape from this courtyard, I'll think of a way to keep you." The idea was to use force, and Ye Mo Han and Bai Cang Ying knew it very well.

"You don't need to think of a way to keep me, I've already decided not to leave." Ye Jianhan pretended to close the door, but was stopped by the White Walled Hawk.

The White Cang Eagle's bones crackled like firecrackers. It made an inviting gesture towards Ye Mo Han and said, "I thought you didn't know martial arts. Since you let me know you were hiding, I'll ask Young Master Ling to teach you a few moves."

Ye Mo Han knew that when an expert's martial arts was trained to a very high level, their bones would emit sounds like the White Barrows Eagle had just done. During the day, when he saw Bai Cang Ying shoot the arrows and perform the Qing Gong, Ye Mo Han thought that she had some skill in the art of internal Qi, but from this, he knew that she was a strong opponent, and Bai Cang Ying cultivated both internal and external forces. Lu Zi Bai only let the white barn eagle leave when Ye Shuanghan was about to leave, trying to find a way to keep him, while the white barn eagle directly issued a challenge to Ye Muhan. This battle seemed to be unavoidable. Most people in the martial arts world liked to prove that they were stronger than others by competing in martial arts. The White Cang Eagle belonged to this category of people.

"Then let's give it a try empty-handed in this courtyard." Ye Mo Han walked out of the room and closed the door from the outside. He stood about a Zhang away from the white barn eagle. It seemed to be a warning, yet it also seemed to be an agreement between the two of them. "However, it's good that we'll decide who wins and who loses. There's no need to risk our lives in this quiet battle in the middle of the night."

The white barn eagle did not answer and walked forward, striking out with his fist, attacking Ye Wen's cold face. The wind from his fist was biting cold, like a bone-chilling wind in the night. Ye Mo Han didn't even look at it, he just threw out a palm attack towards the incoming fist. The fist wind suddenly stopped, and Ye Mo Han and Bai Cang Ying each took three steps back. Although Ye Mo Han had only recovered 50% of his inner force, it could still be considered as the essence of Ling Mumei's inner force from the first half of her life. Bai Cang Ying was over fifty years old at the time, and his internal and external skills had already reached the first class. Because he couldn't get enough money to support his family by licking blood in the martial arts world and didn't want to join any sect or sect in the martial arts world, he decided to join the Lu family and become Lu Zibai's guest. The exchange of punches could be considered as a draw between the two of them. They were both amazed by each other, especially Bai Cang Ying, who was even more amazed than Ye Mo. Bai Cang Ying had indeed looked down on Ye Mo Han, and he felt that Ye Mo Han's martial arts skills were at most second rate in the martial arts world. To deal with such a second rate young man, Bai Cang Ying was very confident, so he challenged Ye Mo Han. However, just as the two of them exchanged moves, Bai Cang Ying felt that he had underestimated Ye Mo. Ye Mo Han's internal Qi was at least on par with his, so Ye Mo could very likely be stronger than him. Who would have thought that this person, who was twenty years younger than him, would have such skills that he could match it.

After the first exchange of moves, the White Barbarian Hawk had a rough estimation of Ye Mo Han. Its body became faster and faster, and its fists and kicks became stronger and fiercer. Bai Cang Ying wanted to use his external energy to defeat Ye Mo. His bones were cracking because his tendons and bones had reached the limit of the human body. All of a sudden, Ye Mo Han only felt the shadow in front of him move, and the wind was blowing fast, as if thousands of hands were punching him at the same time. With this, Ye Mo Han was forced to a state of panic. Just as he deflected the power of the right palm, the left fist had already arrived. After dissolving the left fist, he sent out another kick from behind. Ye Mo Han was helpless and could only perform his movement techniques again. Under the joint attack of his fists, palms, and feet, he barely dodged. Every attack of the White Bull Eagle was just a little bit off, only hitting the corner of Ye Mo Han's clothes.

"Qing Gong is not bad." "While attacking, the White Barbarian Hawk praised them at the same time." "Let's see if your speed is faster than mine." The White Cang Eagle's attack became faster and faster, and Ye Wen could clearly hear the cracking sounds coming from the White Cang Eagle's bones as he punched and kicked them. For a person whose bones could make such a loud sound to be able to collide with his body, he must be a very hardworking person.

The courtyard where Ye Mo Han lived was not particularly large. Bai Cang Ying's offense became more and more intense, and his figure and his punches and kicks gradually filled up the entire yard. In less than an hour, the entire yard was filled with the shadows of his punches and kicks, and Ye Mo Han had no place to hide. If Ye Wen Han had fully recovered his strength, the battle would have ended long ago. Ye Han's every move, as long as there was a strong inner force supporting him, could quickly seal off all of Bai Cang Ying's moves. Right now, Ye Mo Han could only think of another way to end this battle. Ye Mo Han's body suddenly stopped as he felt a heavy pressure coming at him from both of his palms. Ye Mo Han closed his eyes and circulated the power in his body to his palms. He shouted lightly and attacked with his palms, sending out two Qi waves. It was already too late for Bai Cang Ying to return the palm strike. He was knocked back several meters by the blast of air and crashed into the wall of the small courtyard. The fist shadows that filled the courtyard disappeared without a trace.

Until now, Ye Mo Han was still not proficient in external techniques, so this time's use of the skill could be considered very coincidental. Ye Mo Han Han wanted to end this battle as soon as possible, so he decided to take the risk of being hit by two of Bai Cang Ying's palms, and used his inner force skill. He did not know if he could use his inner force or not, so he closed his eyes and tried. Ye Mo only had half of his power left. He had used it in a desperate situation, so even though he had forced the white yak back, he had only managed to knock it down the wall. It hadn't sustained any internal injuries.

Bai Cang Ying crawled up from the ground with a deathly pale face. He could similarly use the external force of his Qi, but its power was very small, so he didn't dare to use it in the face of the enemy. After being defeated by Ye Mo Han in one fell swoop, the White Barbarian Hawk turned and walked out of the yard. It didn't matter to him whether Ye Mo left or left, because he had lost.

There were always some people who viewed success and failure as very important, but where did the definition and boundaries lie?