The Strongest Skill System

Ye Mo had a grudge with Xu Dong when he was outside, and from the look in his aunt's and Wen Wan's eyes, Ye Mo knew they thought he was wooing Feng Timo.    

    

And they all looked down on him.    

    

On the surface, Wen Wan arranged this sparring to liven up the atmosphere. However, she wanted Xu Dong to win the applause and focus so that she could lay the groundwork for him and Feng Timo to play the game.    

    

Xu Dong definitely thought he could throw him into the mud.    

    

"Then I'm going to embarrass myself!" Xu Dong said.    

    

"No!" Ye Mo said immediately.    

    

When everyone heard him say that, they all felt a little disappointed. They felt that Ye Mo was too dishonorable and wasn't really a competition.    

    

"It's my birthday today. Everyone here is going to perform, so are you and Xu Dong not willing to join in the liveliness?"    

    

Earlier, she thought that since this was a birthday party, Ye Mo would agree to play the rest of the show no matter what. She didn't expect him to be so disrespectful to her.    

    

He really knew how to play. Since he didn't want to play games, why did he have to come to the party for his birthday?    

    

Was he here to cause trouble?    

    

Everyone had the same thought, they felt that Ye Mo didn't know how to appreciate favors.    

    

"That's right, it's just a spar. If you're afraid of getting hurt, then I'll just be a little more gentle. I won't let anything happen to you." Xu Dong also said.    

    

Ye Mo felt it was funny. How do you know you can hurt me before you've fought?    

    

However, he didn't want to say it out loud. This way, they would have a reason to force him to play with them.    

    

Actually, it wasn't that Ye Mo knew that he couldn't beat Xu Dong, but he didn't want to be fooled by others.    

    

If Ye Mo didn't have the strange look from before, he would definitely agree.    

    

"The atmosphere should be good enough for Xu Dong to perform his fist arts. I believe he will give everyone a surprise." Ye Mo said.    

    

"What a disappointment."    

    

"I've watched that video. He only fought with Piao Zhenghai for a short period of time. It feels like he won by luck."    

    

"Maybe he's just an ordinary person, he really can't be compared with Xu Dong."    

    

"However, on an occasion like this, if he refuses the invitation, I believe that his EQ isn't that great!    

    

How could Feng Timo be with such a person! "What a pity."    

    

While everyone was silently cursing Ye Mo, they also felt that Feng Timo was not worthy enough to bring him to such a family occasion.    

    

Wen Wan said, "Xu Dong, it just so happens that my brother has wooden stakes to practice martial arts. I can show you some fist arts."    

    

"Since Brother Ye doesn't want to give me any face, then I can only sing a one-man show."    

    

After that, the few guys went to the storage room to move the wooden stakes over, while Xu Dong performed a set of boxing moves.    

    

The fist wind and steel force was very powerful, as it hit against the wooden pile and produced a crisp sound.    

    

Wen Wan's elder brother, Wen Hong, nodded in amazement:    

    

"I can tell that his fist art has reached the point of perfection!    

    

Regardless of whether it was punching or retracting, both were infused with immense attack power. The boxing style was concise and didn't have much of a fancy style, as it went straight for the vitals.    

    

Originally, I had wanted to exchange a few blows with him, but now, I don't dare to find fault with myself. "    

    

Listening to Wen Hong's explanation, everyone realized that there were still so many things to learn from this simple punch and punch withdrawal.    

    

Very quickly, Xu Dong finished his boxing routine, and everyone gave him a warm round of applause.    

    

"If it wasn't for Little Wan's birthday, it wouldn't be so lucky. Otherwise, with my power, I could have broken this wooden stake."    

    

Xu Dong tried his best to control his breathing as he spoke. At the same time, he looked at Feng Timo, as if he was specifically saying this to her.    

    

He really knew how to show off!    

    

Afterwards, Xu Dong shot a mocking gaze at Ye Mo, expecting to see his surprised expression. However, he didn't expect Ye Mo to be sitting at the side of the table, chatting with Wen Wan and her dad.    

    

Originally, the punch he executed was to make Ye Mo admire him. However, he didn't expect that this guy didn't even look at it. This made Xu Dong feel like he was playing the lute to a cow.    

    

Actually, Ye Mo and Father Wen were talking about literature. Hearing Ye Mo's point of view, Father Wen kept nodding his head, seemingly very supportive of it.    

    

From time to time, an expression of admiration would appear on his face, as if he had found a way out from the bull's horn.    

    

The two chatted very happily.    

    

Seeing that the performance over here had ended, the two of them also stopped talking. Father Wen even shook Ye Mo's hand, expressing his regret that it was too late for them to meet.    

    

"My father is also very fond of traditional literature. Later, he will come out to introduce you two." After saying that, Father Wen walked into the villa.    

    

Feng Timo came to Ye Mo's side and asked, "What were you guys talking about just now?"    

    

"Let's share our thoughts!"    

    

At this moment, Wen Wan's voice was heard. "What are you guys doing here?"    

    

Everyone looked towards the entrance and saw two middle-aged men walking over. One of them was wearing a suit and the other was wearing a sportswear. It seemed that they had come with ill intentions.    

    

Wen Hong walked up and stopped the two people. He said to the man in the suit, "Wen Jiu, today is my sister's birthday. I hope you don't cause any trouble here."    

    

Wen Jiu said, "Get out of the way, I'm here to find your grandpa."    

    

At this time, Father Wen walked out of the villa with an old man on his back. When he heard Wen Jiu's words, the old man said, "You don't have the right to talk to me. Call your father here."    

    

Wen Jiu looked over and said arrogantly, "My dad is down there, but I can send you down for a chat."    

    

When these words came out, everyone was extremely furious.    

    

"Wen Jiu, our Wen Family has already been very generous to you by allowing your Wen Family to return to the Jinning. If you don't leave, don't blame me for being impolite." Wen Hong said.    

    

"What do you mean by allowed?    

    

The sun has set in the martial arts world and it is not up to you to allow it!    

    

I, Wen Jiu, have come today to get back from you two decades ago, when the Wen Family used force to drive our Wen Family out of the Jinning, and took over our business.    

    

Now I can give you a chance to obediently return the north district's logistics garden!    

    

Otherwise, I will use the same method you used twenty years ago to drive my family away and snatch this place back. "    

    

There were long rivers that flowed into the sea, and there were also many ports. The north region's logistics garden carried goods that were gathered from all over the country, and then radiated all over the place, and even overseas!    

    

Therefore, the north district's logistics garden could be said to be a gold mine.    

    

It was impossible to get the Wen family to give it up.    

    

Wen Hong's grandfather said, "Hmph, the Wen family used the logistics to facilitate the smuggling of drugs. It's already very generous of them to only kick you out, but you still have the face to come back and ask us for it today?"    

    

Wen Jiu did not care about this at all, "I knew you guys would not agree, but I will take that place back the way I did twenty years ago."    

    

"I, Wen Hong, shall accompany you to the end."    

    

As he said that, Wen Hong attacked Wen Jiu.    

    

However, his grandfather was shocked, "Hong'er, stop!"    

    

Wen Hong was twenty years old and full of vigor and vigor. How could he possibly listen to him?    

    

Today, on his sister's birthday, they had come to cause trouble. Of course, he had to let them know what had happened to him.    

    

In the end, the person beside Wen Jiu sent Wen Hong flying with a kick.