An Yuxuan and Ling Weiwei both looked a little nervous, but they were more excited.

"Relax, it's just a small martial arts gym. ”

Mo Xiaofan smiled and comforted the two beauties, and walked towards the door.

"You are Mo Xiaofan, here to challenge?"

One of the martial artists stepped forward, stopped in front of Mo Xiaofan, and asked in a cold voice.

"Not bad!"

Mo Xiaofan said calmly.

"Please!"

The martial artist looked at Mo Xiaofan, made a gesture of please, and then led the way in front.

Walking into the courtyard, the first thing that greets the field of vision is a huge circular martial arts training ground, in the autumn wind, there are hundreds of warriors practicing bare-chested, revealing their solid muscles, the movements are neat, accompanied by shouts, very visual impact.

The boxing method of the warriors is the Dragon and Tiger Fist of the Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Hall.

This punch is known for its fierceness and great lethality.

Hundreds of elite warriors practiced together, and their momentum and murderous aura were terrifying.

"Hehe, is this a dismount for the master!"

Mo Xiaofan looked a little funny, and at the same time felt fresh, and planned to see what kind of flowers the Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Hall could play.

Directly north of the school grounds, in front of a magnificent wooden building, twenty Taishi chairs were lined up, and martial artists with deep breath sat respectively, all of whom cast their scrutinizing eyes on Mo Xiaofan.

One of them was sluggish, and his gaze staring at Mo Xiaofan was extremely resentful, mixed with a little jealousy.

He is the martial artist Chenghualong who was abolished by Mo Xiaofan yesterday.

The middle spot is empty.

Mo Xiaofan took a big look at it, and the cultivation of these twenty people actually reached the level of cultivators, which was unimaginable for a martial arts hall.

Of course, for him to come, one slap can kill them all, and what he is curious about now is that the empty position in the middle should be reserved for the pavilion owner, who is the Sima pavilion owner who is rumored to be very good.

"The Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Pavilion is not simple!"

Mo Xiaofan suddenly thought of An Daoping's reminder that the tentacles of the Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Pavilion had already extended to all levels of Huaxia, and this was the real terrifying thing about it.

However, even so, Mo Xiaofan is as calm as water, or that sentence, it doesn't matter if you are a dragon or a tiger, if you want to go against the master, one word, "extinguished".

"Stop!"

Seeing Mo Xiaofan and others entering, a martial artist tiger shouted.

The hundred warriors stopped their exercises, retreated to both sides in a neat manner, and lined up in five rows to vacate a large piece of space.

All the martial artists' eyes flashed with sharp light, and they all stared at Mo Xiaofan.

Obviously, the collective cold gaze is also a kind of psychological deterrent, not to mention that a hundred and ten pairs of eyes like knives are shooting at the same time.

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that it has already swayed its legs and feet, An Daoping and the two beauties are examples, although they are not so exaggerated, but the faces of the three of them are slightly nervous, and they feel inexplicable pressure, and even their breathing has become difficult.

Mo Xiaofan's face did not change and his heart did not beat, and he said lightly: "My time is very precious, so don't play these imaginary things, since you have given Ben a challenge book, then just do it." ”

"Arrogance!"

One hundred and ten strong men shouted angrily in unison, and the sound was like thunder, enveloping Mo Xiaofan in an instant.

"Humph!"

Mo Xiaofan snorted coldly, and an invisible aura quietly burst out from his body, turning the incoming sound wave attack into invisible.

"Yes, yes, I understand both psychological warfare and sonic attacks!"

Mo Xiaofan glanced at the Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Pavilion again.

Sonic attacks are barely the prototype of mental attacks, which can have the effect of shaking or even destroying the enemy's will to fight. The simplest example, Bruce Lee's strange roar during the fight belongs to this kind.

However, this is too pediatric for Mo Xiaofan, who has long condensed his divine thoughts.

"You injured our martial artist, I want to see how many catties you have!"

With a cold and coquettish cry, a young woman suddenly appeared at the door of the lobby due north.

The woman was dressed in white and carried a long sword with a flickering cold light in her hand.

Damn, how did a girl in ancient costume pop up? Mo Xiaofan was in a trance again, feeling that he had come to an ancient sect, or that he was making a movie.

However, the girl in front of her is really handsome.

The girl in a snow-colored practice uniform is tall and beautiful, exuding the heroic posture of a warrior.

Under the cold wind, under the thin practice clothes, the perfect lines are fully displayed, the willow waist is thin, the snow peak is full, and the neck is jade......

The beauty is none other than Sima Feixue, the daughter of Sima Xingyun, the current director of the Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Hall, who has already cultivated the fifth level of the True Qi Realm at a young age, which is really terrifying.

In the Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Hall, she is a proud existence of the sky.

When Ma Ma Caiyun noticed that Mo Xiaofan was looking at a certain part of her unscrupulously, she was immediately so angry that her chest rose and fell, usually, if someone dared to look at her like this, it would be strange if she didn't pull out people's eyes.

"Didn't you hear this girl ask you?

Sima Feixue raised her eyebrows and asked sharply.

At the same time, the other martial artists also all cast fierce glances at Mo Xiaofan!

"Why is the little girl so angry? My brother is all scum. ”

Mo Xiaofan smiled faintly, and said in his heart that this girl's appearance is the best choice, but her temper is too hot.

Little girl? scum?

Sima Feixue suspected that something was wrong with her ears, and in the next second, she was stimulated by the arrogant attitude of the young man, and she shouted "look at the move", and handed the long sword in her hand, pointing at Mo Xiaofan from afar.

"Zheng!"

The silver long sword flicked up a sword light, and the sharp sword qi flew towards Mo Xiaofan.

"Okay, Senior Sister Feixue makes a move, this kid is good-looking!"

"Yes, looking at his stupid appearance, he may not know that Senior Sister Feixue's sword qi can kill people invisibly!"

"It's hard to say, Master Cheng has been abolished by this kid!"

Sima Feixue suddenly took out his sword, which immediately attracted the applause of all the martial artists, and he felt that Mo Xiaofan had suffered a hardship.

A smile flashed at the corner of Mo Xiaofan's lips, seeing the lightning-like sword attack, he didn't dodge or dodge, and with a flick of his finger lightly, an even more powerful air mass roared out, slamming into the oncoming sword qi, making a muffled bang, and the sword qi immediately turned invisible.

"Ah, wouldn't it, this thing actually blocked Senior Sister Liuyun's sword qi!?"

Seeing that Mo Xiaofan was still standing there in good shape, all the warriors exclaimed in surprise.

"This guy really has two hits!"

Sima Feixue's heart moved slightly, of course, her sword was just a temptation, and she didn't use all her strength, but even so, it was still very rare to be able to break her sword so easily, not to mention that the other party was so young.

"Feixue, I'll teach this kid a lesson!"

A middle-aged martial artist, with a very rough and strong face, and a belligerent look on his face, got up from a Taishi chair, stepped out seven or eight meters in one step, and volleyed towards Mo Xiaofan.