"Little Er, let's have a pot of pear blossom stuff!"

"A plate of meat and peanuts in the pot, and then some dishes with wine at will......"

"Gotcha!"

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A restaurant, the scene is not big, but it has an elegant and refined name - "but dust". Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe sun is falling, and the restaurant is full of all kinds of diners. The proprietress of the restaurant had a smile on her face, and the young man of the restaurant was busy with her feet on the ground, and the sound of ordering food and wine sounded everywhere, so lively.

In the corner of the west of the restaurant, there sat a table of guests all dressed in blue cloth, one of the three with a full beard, a triangular eye, and a sharp-eared monkey cheek. Several tables elsewhere are very lively, from time to time there are guests sharing tables, but the people at this table dare not approach, obviously these three people are not easy to mess with.

"Little Er, hurry up and serve some wine and food to the brothers, and when you are full, you can go to the Yumo Building to be happy!" The bearded and fan-sized palm slapped the dishes and chopsticks on the table.

"Here, what do you want to eat today?" the shopkeeper trotted over. The younger Mo was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a very thin face, high and protruding cheekbones, very bright eyes, and a lilac cloth that had been washed to the point of whiteness.

"Hmph, dog mongrel, don't you know the taste of the master? It's still verbose, it's the same as usual!" the triangular eyes and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he scolded without any scruples.

Xiao Er didn't show any dissatisfaction on his face, he chose to swallow this little bit of anger into his stomach.

"Let's scold a few words! He is also surnamed Mo, and it is not good to fall into the ears of the Mo family. The sharp-eared monkey cheek said.

"Hehe, surnamed Mo, he also deserves it? Who in the Mo family recognizes their mother and son? Besides, his mother is just a stinky 'bitch' in the Jade Foam Building, even if she redeems herself now?

"Yes, besides, our Shen family will be afraid of their Mo family?" The bearded man glared, his face full of disdain.

The shopkeeper clenched his fists from afar, and he heard the full content of the conversation between the three people. He could tolerate being scolded and humiliated, but he could not tolerate others humiliating her mother. He walked back to the three-person table step by step, his fists clenched, and he said in a low voice, "Please swallow back what you just said!"

Triangle eyes' eyes widened, he didn't expect Mo Wuchen to dare to say such a thing to them, and he didn't react for a while. The beard on one side, without saying a word, was a slap in the face of Mo Wuchen: "Raised by a son of a bitch, are you trying to say a word? Believe it or not, the brothers will overturn your dusty restaurant today." ”

There was a hot pain on his face, but Mo Wuchen didn't frown, he stared at his triangular eyes and said viciously: "Please swallow the words back!"

"Damn, you're still turning against the sky, do you think you're the young master of the Mo family?" Triangle Eye overturned the table and kicked Mo Wuchen in the lower abdomen.

The surrounding diners saw that there was a dispute in the restaurant, and they all checked out and left, and the proprietress Mu Wanhe hurried over.

Besides, the foot of the triangular eye was extremely ruthless, and he secretly used seven or eight points of internal strength, and he expected that Mo Wuchen would be kicked into a waste by him if he couldn't reach it.

However, the unexpected happened.

Mo Wuchen followed his kick with one hand, and said expressionlessly: "Swallow back what you said!" He used a lot of strength in his hand, and his triangular eyes screamed in pain: "Dog mongrel, let go of your hand!"

"It's the other way around, you still dare to fight back! Lao Liu hold on!" The beard punched Mo Wangchen's façade, and the tiger was full of wind.

Mo Wuchen grabbed the leg of the triangular eye, twisted his backhand, and there was a "click", and the leg bone of the triangular eye was broken. He lifted Triangle Eye up like a chicken, blocking the beard's fist. There was another "click", and the chest of the triangular eye was sunk into a piece by the fist of the beard, and blood overflowed from the corner of the mouth.

The bearded man of the "sixth ......" did not react in a hurry, only to see the triangular-eyed body fly up and hit himself. "Samurai...... You are already a third-order warrior......" He was powerless to push away Shen Liu on his body, and glanced at Mo Wuchen unwillingly, with a trace of fear on his face.

"Third-Order Samurai?" The sharp-eared monkey's cheeks were so frightened that his legs trembled, and he fled as if he were leaving the two of them in smoke.

......

The stars and the moon are bright, and the bright river is in the sky.

"Drink!" strides, shoulders raised, palms......

A set of unadvanced palm techniques, don't forget the dust to practice vigorously, sweating profusely.

"Third Order...... Third-order ...... It's not enough, the third order is too weak, I'm not enough to attract the attention of the Mo family, and I can't let my mother live a respectable life...... I don't want to ......."

Don't forget the dust and roar in the sky, there is a lot of unwillingness and helplessness in your heart. This set of incomprehensible palm techniques "Broken Palm" is almost everyone in this Zichen continent that advocates martial arts, and the third-order warrior is almost the highest level that can be brought by practicing this set of palm techniques. But he was not reconciled, unwilling to be mediocre, so he practiced desperately, teasing, splitting, pushing, and closing even the most subtle movements, he tried to achieve perfection, over and over again, I don't know how many times.

This is the homework he must do every time the restaurant closes, otherwise he would not have the current cultivation.

But he is really unwilling! Although his talent is good, compared to those really rich young masters, he is too poor in terms of resources.

All the dissatisfaction, unwillingness, and anger turned into the motivation for his cultivation, and he didn't want to hear others call him a dog mongrel, and he didn't want to hear others call his mother a stinky 'bitch'.

Palm out over and over again, let the sweat rain, his speed is getting faster and faster.

Mo Wangchen's thin body seemed to blow a small whirlwind in this clearing. Suddenly, there was a crisp explosion, and Mo Wuchen's arms in the whirlwind shook, and the protruding muscles broke through his narrow practice clothes. Mo Wuchen's speed gradually slowed down, panting like a cow "whirring ......"

A moment later, Mo Wangchen's hearty laughter sounded in the empty backyard: "Haha...... I've finally broken through to the third order and reached the fourth order......"

Of course, there is only one in ten thousand people who can break through the fourth-order samurai with non-advanced exercises, talent and perseverance are indispensable, and Mo Wuchen happens to have this. But when Mo Wuchen calmed down, he deeply realized that his cultivation was still too far from the behemoth of the Mo family.

On the path of cultivation, the "samurai" is only the initial realm, and there are ten levels. After the "samurai", it reaches the state of exaltation, and only then can it be regarded as the "entry into the Tao" on the way of martial arts, and after entering the Tao, it is "congenital", and there are more martial monarchs, martial kings, martial emperors, martial honors, and martial immortals. Wu Jun has the power to open mountains and split the land with his gestures, and he can dominate one side and establish himself as the king. The head of the Mo family, Mo Wanggui, that is, Mo Wangchen's father, was a strong martial monarch who fought for the Great Zhou Dynasty and made great contributions, so he was named the king with a different surname.

The state where Mo Wanggui lives is called Leizhou, which is the fief of the Mo family, that is to say, Mo Wanggui is the king of Leizhou. The horror of the Mo family can be imagined!

As for the martial immortals, it is a rare existence in three thousand years, and the birth of each martial immortal is bound to cause changes in the pattern of the world, according to legend, Ji Mang, the founder of the Great Zhou Dynasty, is a martial immortal. And now whether there are martial immortals on this Zichen Continent, with Mo Wuchen's current strength, it is naturally impossible to know......