Chapter 81: The Rising Boy

Also early in the morning, in another place of the Taishang Tianshan Sect, on Wangyun Peak, the courtyard belonging to the new disciples, Ling Zhan was meditating in a corner of the courtyard.

"Hmm, who?" Ling Zhan suddenly frowned, and at this moment, there were three auras outside the door approaching the door.

"Mo Bai, come out quickly!" an arrogant voice sounded outside the courtyard.

Ling Zhan stood up, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Who is your kid?" Mo Bai, what about that kid?" Among the people who came from outside the courtyard, one person looked at Ling Zhanbingxuan's peak strength and asked casually.

"Do you have something to do with him?" Ling Zhan asked lightly.

The young man at the head of the three frowned slightly, this disciple who was just Bing Xuan didn't have any respect at all when he saw the three of them Lingxuan's senior brothers.

This feeling made him very unhappy.

"Boy, Senior Brother Wang asked you!Who asked you to ask first?" One of that person's followers was the third child who bullied Mo Bai before.

"Oh?" Ling Zhan replied faintly, slowly clenching his spear.

......

"Whew~"

Mo Bai picked up the branches and leaves of the trees in front of him, and looked at the courtyard of Wangyun Peak not far away, and the early morning dew was stuck to his clothes.

Returning to Wangyun Peak from Zangjue Peak, he didn't run his body and walked all night.

His left hand was still tightly grasping the Xuanli knife, and in order to prevent himself from unconsciously letting go, he tightly tied his left hand with the strip of cloth torn from his clothes.

In order to maintain the existence of the sword, he did not stop outputting Xuan Power for even a moment.

"I can't let go, I want to be like that......"

Supporting his tired body, Mo Bai gasped and walked to the door of the courtyard, and suddenly he found that something seemed to be going on inside, and something was wrong, and then he pushed the door in, and the scene in front of him made his pupils slightly stunned.

In the small courtyard, Ling Zhan was holding a spear in his hand, confronting a man in a white robe and holding a fan, and on the ground beside Ling Zhan, there were still two figures lying on the ground, occasionally moaning.

Ling Zhan swept the gun around, the tip of the gun drew an arc, and he looked at the person in front of him with incomparable fighting intent, while the person holding the folding fan had an ugly face.

Damn!Who is this person!? I thought it was a disciple of Bingxuan who could be seen everywhere, but he effortlessly knocked down the two Lingxuan disciples on his side, although his two followers had only recently broken through, but...

"You don't want to?" A cold voice sounded, and Ling Zhan still spoke succinctly.

The young man with the folding fan gritted his teeth, although he was a Lingxuan second grade, he would never be able to solve those two people so sharply and simply, and he had bumped into a genius!

He knew in his heart at the moment, damn it, how could such a person pop up?

"No, don't come to trouble Mo Bai in the future. Ling Zhan looked at him and said lightly.

The man who folded the fan looked at the form in front of him, and the two of them on his side were all defeated on the ground, and he couldn't make a move, once he lost, his own reputation...!

"Okay, I'll promise......" The fan boy gritted his teeth and was about to agree.

"Wait. ”

A firm voice sounded, and Ling Zhan and the man both looked at each other suspiciously.

A young man holding a knife was standing in the doorway, his clothes a little disheveled, but his eyes were extremely determined.

"It's you!Mo Bai!" the folding fan boy clenched the folding fan in his hand and shouted with a gloomy face.

"Wang Fan, did you come to me again to ask for a contribution from the sect?" Mo Bai asked directly.

Wang Fan's face was cloudy, and he didn't say a word, although he came with this purpose, but in this situation, he couldn't speak anyway.

"And then you were defeated by Brother Ling?" took a deep breath, as if he was going to overcome his previous cowardice, Mo Bai asked with great effort.

"Boy, you... Don't be arrogant!" Wang Fan gritted his teeth and said fiercely word by word.

Mo Bai pursed his lips tightly, as if he was making up his mind, he took a deep breath and stared at Wang Fan without flinching.

"Haven't you always thought I'm a bully! Haven't you always robbed me of my sect contributions! Haven't you always looked down on me! Do you think that now I also rely on the strength of other people!" Mo Bai suddenly shouted out all the things he had been holding back in his heart, and without shouting a word, he stepped forward vigorously!

Knowing that standing in front of Wang Fan, the immature young man raised his head slightly and stared fiercely at this person who had been bullying him before.

Wang Fan was frightened by the sudden outbreak of Mo Bai, and he suddenly felt that he was being targeted tightly by a young demon beast!

Don't think about anything else, Mo Bai only has that white figure in his heart at the moment, in the candlelight hall on a moonlit night, dancing with swords, singing that heroic tune!

Enmity and enmity take advantage of the youth to light the sword and fast the horse!

Friend or foe might as well fight!

That's right, what the hell was I cringing at before!

What is there to be afraid of!

They're just disciples!

Defenseless in the face of stronger people!

Then what are you afraid of!

Fight as soon as possible!

Just get stronger!

"Wang Fan! three months later, Sect Disciple Dabi, I will challenge you! Now, leave my courtyard!" Mo Bai said coldly, mercilessly!

Wang Fan was stunned at the moment, he couldn't imagine that the young man who was cowering and being fiddled with by himself at will before suddenly changed, became firm, fierce, and decisive, and dared to challenge himself.

It took a long time for him to realize what had happened, he was asked to fight, and he was a waste who was no more than a soldier.

"Okay!!" Wang Fan said loudly, "Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you!"

"When are you two still going to lie down on the ground?" Wang Fan said loudly, and the two people on the ground hurriedly endured the pain and got up and left with him.

There were only two people left in the courtyard, Ling Zhan and Mo Bai, and suddenly, Mo Bai bent down to face Ling Zhan.

"Brother Ling, thank you so much!"

Ling Zhan looked at the determined young man in front of him, the scene just now, both his eyes and tone were completely different from Mo Bai a day ago, Ling Zhan was a little surprised in his heart, but he still said with a little relief: "I didn't do anything, in the end, it depends on yourself." ”

"Yes, then I'll go to practice first. Mo Bai raised his body and said eagerly with his eyes.

Someone gave me unwavering support and told me that talent isn't everything.

There are also people who have taught themselves how to live, and Mo Bai is thinking about these two figures with great enthusiasm in his heart.

I want to be like that!

Whether it is the cold and strong figure, or the detached figure in white.

Walking into his room, Mo Bai shook out the exercises in his arms, and on the ten secret books, there were all kinds of marks, as well as separate formulas.

Mo Bai lay on the ground and sorted out the exercises that were originally simple but had been complicatedly arranged and arranged from scratch.

"This part is the running Xuanli, and this part is the running route. ”

"And what about here, the mantra that connects the two?"

"Here, and here!"

The boy lay on the ground, constantly sorting out and interpreting, and then tried again and again in his own body.

Numerous failures until from early morning till dusk.

Inside the house, the originally tidy room, at the moment all kinds of messy paper are flying around, and a teenager is in the center of the waste paper.

Suddenly, a burst of Xuan light surged up on the surface of his body, and the incomparably full Xuan Li carried away his whole body, he opened his eyes in surprise and was a little sluggish, and then slowly lay down with two lines of clear tears.

"Success?"

He slowly clenched his right hand:

"Finally, it's time for a change. ”