"Rubbish!"

With a crisp snap, Song Yu was stunned, covering his red and swollen left cheek, and looked at his master suspiciously.

"Master, why did you hit me?"

Syllable!

There was another crisp sound, and the right side of Song Yu's face was also swollen.

"Master......"

Song Yu's face was swollen into a pig's head, and he was so aggrieved that he was about to cry, he really didn't understand why Nangong Li wanted to beat him.

Is it because he has offended the master?

That's right, it must be like this, Master must be afraid that I will implicate him and the Nangong Martial Arts Hall!

After all, he is a master, breaking boulders with his bare hands, and one person is the existence of an army!

Thinking of this, Song Yu hurriedly said: "Master, don't worry, that master shouldn't trouble us, he ......"

Before the words could be spoken, Song Yu saw Nangong Li raise his arm again, and he was so frightened that he shrank back, not daring to speak.

Seeing this, Nangong Li finally withdrew his arm and glared at Song Yu fiercely, and then said.

"That kid is a master?"

"That's right, nine times out of ten I am a master, I was just under his spiritual pressure, and I couldn't move at all......" Song Yu said firmly.

"You, you, you shit, you're going to piss me off!"

Seeing Song Yu like this, Nangong was out of breath.

"You don't listen to the people who tell you to practice more on weekdays, and you actually regard a third-grade martial artist as a master? You have lived to be a dog for more than 20 years?"

"But ......"

"But what? Have you ever seen such a young master?"

When Song Yu heard the last sentence, he was stunned.

Yes, that kid looks less than twenty years old, even if he starts cultivating from his mother's womb, he may break through to a master at such a young age!

It's just that Song Yu still couldn't figure it out, and said weakly: "But his spiritual pressure ......"

Nangong Li guessed: "Hmph, that kid probably has cultivated some special exercises, and his spiritual power is stronger than that of ordinary martial artists, so he can suppress you." ”

"You rebel, I told you that you have time to work hard to cultivate, but you didn't listen, and now you're suffering, right?"

When Song Yu heard this, he lowered his head in shame.

It turned out to be my own oolong!

No, this revenge must be avenged!

Song Yu covered his red and swollen face and looked at Nangong Li miserably.

"Don't worry, the teacher will stand up for you, hehe, fake the master, the old man can beat him to death directly!"

A chill flashed in Nangong Li's eyes.

"Thank you, Master!" Song Yu's eyes lit up.

......

On this side, the martial arts exchange tournament has begun.

As Wang Qian said, Mo Yun was ranked first.

As the first battle, Mo Yun's opponent's strength was very average, just a martial artist who had just broken through to the First Rank Realm.

Mo Yun didn't waste time, knocked the opponent out of the ring with one punch, jumped off the martial arts platform in the shocked eyes of everyone, and left the venue.

"Hold on, that kid is so cool!"

"One punch to finish the opponent, this is too awesome!"

"Vest and slippers, this is too casual, isn't it?"

"Could it be that he is the legendary local tyrant of Yuezhou?"

“......”

A group of people teased casually, but they were not really shocked by Mo Yun's strength, they just had nothing to do and have some fun.

After all, it's only the first game, and the guy who was knocked off the stage is just a first-class martial artist.

Looking at the back of Mo Yun leaving, Wang Qian opened her mouth, wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

"Is this bastard really in such a hurry? Not even saying goodbye!"

"Senior Mo Yun is so handsome......" Chen Sirou's eyes were full of little stars, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

Wang Qian gave her a blank look, this girl is hopeless!

......

There was about half an hour left, and Mo Yun was not in a hurry, and walked slowly.

It's just that it didn't take long for Mo Yun to frown.

Someone was following him.

The corners of Mo Yun's mouth hooked up slightly, and he walked towards a small forest in all directions.

Seeing this, Nangong Li and Song Yu, who were following Mo Yun, were stunned for a moment.

"What is this kid going to do?" Song Yu wondered.

"Hmph, it doesn't matter what he wants to do, go to a place where there is no one, just what the old man wants. Nangong Li said a word, quickened his pace, and went straight to Mo Yun.

Seeing this, Song Yu hurriedly followed.

After a while, the two entered the grove, and at a glance they saw Mo Yun leaning under the birch tree and holding a dog's tail grass in his mouth.

Nangong Li frowned.

This kid seems to be waiting for them.

He inexplicably sensed a danger from Inexplicable.

Is it a delusion?

Delusion, it must be an illusion!

It's just a kid who hasn't grown any hair, what's the danger?

Nangong Li strode towards Mo Yun.

"Yo, you're finally here. ”

Mo Yun looked up at the two of them and grinned.

"You know we're following you?" Nangong raised his eyebrows.

Mo Yun smiled and didn't speak.

Seeing this, Nangong Li's expression was slightly condensed, and then he was overjoyed.

There is something strange about this kid, and it is very likely that he has cultivated some kind of spiritual secret method.

Even in this era, the secret methods of spiritual cultivation are pitifully rare and difficult to obtain.

Even if he Nangong Li had been in the dark for so many years, he had not been able to collect a secret method of spiritual cultivation.

That's right, Nangong Li guessed that Mo Yun had cultivated some kind of spiritual secret method!

If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have chased it out.

Pretending to be a master or something, he is too lazy to care about Nangong and birds, and there is no benefit.

This kid can use his spirit to intimidate Song Yu, a third-grade martial artist, so that the other party mistakenly thinks that he is a master, obviously cultivating a profound spiritual method.

As soon as he thought of this, Nangong Li couldn't help but feel a little excited.

If he gets his hands on such a spiritual method, his strength will increase a lot, and he is expected to break through and be promoted to the rank of masters within ten years!

How can this keep him from getting excited?

"Master, this kid is pretending to be a master, we can't let him go!"

Song Yu shouted with a sneer, and then whispered in Nangong Li's ear.

"Master, I have already investigated his information on the road just now, just an ordinary person, his parents are ordinary workers, and he has no special background. ”

Hearing Song Yu's words, Nangong was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but smile.

Ordinary people are good, there are no worries now.

Mo Yun didn't care about Nangong Li, but looked at Song Yu intently: "I've already spared you once, isn't it good to live?"

"Hmph, you kid don't pretend to beep, I just accidentally fell into your way and ......"

Before Song Yu finished speaking, his whole body stiffened, and that terrifying spiritual pressure appeared again.

Then he saw Mo Yun's eyes burst out with a golden glow, and his right hand was quickly covered by a golden glow, and his figure flashed towards him.

Duang with a muffled sound.

Before Song Yu could react, he felt a pain all over his body, instantly foaming at the mouth, fainting, and falling to the ground unconscious.

After doing this, Mo Yun shook his hand, and then looked at Nangong Li.

At this moment, Nangong Li was directly petrified in place, his eyes were bigger than a cow, and his mouth seemed to be able to stuff a fist.

Feeling Mo Yun's gaze, Nangong Li trembled, and knelt on the ground with a puff.

"Great Grandmaster spare your life, the villain has eyes and doesn't know that Taishan has offended you!"

What did he just see?!

The golden body, the golden body that belongs to the eight-rank grandmaster!

Oh my God, am I offending the Great Grandmaster?