Chapter Seventy-Nine: On and Off the Stage

The direction in which the disciples of the Heavenly Thunder Sect were also recovered from their astonishment.

"Senior Brother Zhao!"

"Senior Brother Zhao!"

"Damn! I'm going to slaughter this kid! He must be cheating! Using a magic weapon, he plotted against Senior Brother Zhao!"

"Elder, I'm going to avenge Senior Brother Zhao! I'm going to slaughter this kid!"

"Elder! This kid must have used a magic weapon to plot against Senior Brother Zhao!Elder Mingcha!" One day, the disciple of the Lei Sect bowed to the white-haired old man and pleaded.

The white-haired old man seemed to have received a revelation, and he drank: "Little thief! You must be using a magic weapon to assassinate my sect disciples! Violate the rules! Look at me to punish you!"

Then, a big palm print that covered the sky and the sun killed Mo Qing with rolling thunderclouds.

Before the attack came, the wind pressure generated by the downward pressure of the palm alone had already shattered Mo Qing's recliner, pressing Mo Qing to the ground and unable to get up!

"If you are blind and ignorant, you have to shut up and study hard~" As this voice fell, the big palm print that pressed towards Mo Qing was suddenly bound, compressed, cracked, and decomposed by a magic circle of light and shadow...

"Poof!"

Mo Qing violently spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood stained Mo Qing's clothes and the floor bright red...

"Ahem~"

Mo Qing coughed up blood and got up from the blood stains again...

Although Mo Qing was in severe pain, he still recognized the owner of this voice...

That day, the Elder of the Lei Sect was a little flustered when he heard this voice, and he stupidly withdrew his palm that was pressed down...

"In this competition, whoever dares to bully the small with the big and disrespect the old, I will let him know what power is!"

The old gentleman's voice resounded throughout Thunder City, and the domineering and unquestionable meaning mixed in the voice deeply reached everyone's hearts.

"Mo Xiaoyou's attack just now was accompanied by a telekinetic attack, which is the ability attached to that big sword, Elder Wang, you should just be dazzled, right?"

——

Just when Mo Qing beheaded Zhao An, a burst of sighs and cheers erupted in some entertainment venues in the Eastern Continent!

"Haha! Labor and management won! Labor and management know that it is right to press this kid!" said a bare-chested man looking at a crystal screen.

"Damn! Zhao An's kid is really a waste! Yuanjing of labor and capital! Waste! Waste Tianlei Sect!" A thin man beside the bare-chested man took a sip of wine and complained indignantly.

"In the next game, labor and management will still pressure this kid to win!" said the bare-chested man to the thin man beside him.

"I don't believe this kid can't lose!

——

Another entertainment venue in the Eastern Continent.

The people here were still placing bets, and the picture of the crystal screen on the wall was frozen when Chen An was running the Blood Fury Technique.

"Blood Fury Technique! This technique is so powerful! The more you fight, the stronger you get, the more you hurt, the more courageous! I will press Chen An to win!"

"I can't help but win!Haha, this kid has high odds! I just like this thrilling feeling!"

"Haha, you just wait to lose! Mo Qing has been calculated by Chen An!"

"I don't care, I'm going to win more! There's no point in winning less!"

"Fly legs are also meat, and it's good to earn them!"

——

Another entertainment venue in the Eastern Continent.

On the crystal screen on the wall, the picture of Mo Qing killing Zhao An was playing.

"I sent... I sent it!Haha, Mo Qing won!"

"This two forced Zhao An! This can be hacked to death! Waste! What kind of second forced disciple does the Heavenly Thunder Sect raise!"

"You're a two-stroke! Lose~ Look! Labor and management have won so much!"

"Who would have thought that this Zhao An would be such a waste!

——

On the stage of life and death.

Mo Qing took two more healing pills, and he didn't refine them, he simply ate them, just like eating jelly beans.

"Phew!" Mo Qing spat out the blood in his mouth.

Then he wiped the blood stains off his face with his sleeve and said, "Thank you seniors for helping!"

As he spoke, Mo Qing bowed in the direction of the old gentleman and the ninth prince.

Mo Qing turned to the white-haired old man again and said, "Old Zamao! I warn you! If you want to bully the small again and try to kill me, the young master will let you know what will happen to you!"

Before the white-haired old man could speak, Mo Qing spoke again: "Old Zamao, I warn you, don't let me have my confidence from the seniors here, do you want to give it a try?"

"Rude junior, you..." The white-haired old man was blushing by Mo Qing's mouthful, and the momentum that was inadvertently leaked had been suppressed by the surrounding disciples of the Heavenly Thunder Sect.

"What are you! Master, this is a piece of advice for you! Within the rules, I die on the stage without regrets, outside the rules, you try!" Mo Qing stood on the platform of life and death and kept releasing cruel words to build momentum for himself.

"Okay, my Heavenly Thunder Sect will definitely kill you on the stage within the rules!" the white-haired old man laughed angrily, and without further hesitation, he said loudly.

"This kid is too crazy, isn't he? openly threatening the Elder of the Heavenly Thunder Sect, is he really not afraid of death?" said a richly dressed man in the audience.

The crowd in the audience were all people of status.

"If he was afraid of death, would we still sit here and watch the fun?" replied another man.

"My people went to check, this kid has some money, but it's not comparable to you and me," the man said.

"Oh, you and I can't compare?"

"He can be said to be rewarding the proprietress with a high-grade source crystal at the Wenyu Inn..."The richly dressed man said lightly.

"A high-grade source crystal! blow, right? Such an exaggeration?" the man obviously didn't believe it.

"There are a lot of people who have seen it, and those who have gone to check the news have basically found this, and..."

"And what?"

"And he also moved half of the Spirit Pill Hall!" said a handsome man not far away.

"He was the one who moved half of the Lingdan Hall, I heard that he also wanted to save trouble and pay with high-grade Yuanjing, so what did he eat..."The man's eyes widened.

"Yes, they are all high-grade products produced by the Lingdantang! There should be a large number of them in his space ring, all kinds of colors, practical and impractical..."Another sturdy man also caught up with the conversation.

......

The area where the boys accumulate discusses the financial resources of Mo Qing, and the places where the girls accumulate naturally have their own topics.

"This kid is really cute...", a slender girl with a white veil covering her face said with some emotion.

"Ying'er, don't think about it, haven't you heard those rumors? Maybe people are just looking at Gu Yi'er of Xuanyun Peak~" Another girl in an aqua blue Hanfu next to Ying'er teased.

Not only that, maybe he also fell in love with the vixen in Wenyu Inn, gave the vixen a high-grade source crystal, and touched the vixen's hand. Another girl with some solemn makeup and clothes said lightly.

"With Ying'er's appearance, can't you get into this kid's eyes?" said another girl in a pink Hanfu dissatisfied.

"I heard that this kid bought a large number of pills in the Lingdan Hall, all kinds of them, and even such things as Chunhe Dan, maybe it's..."

"It seems that someone saw him living in Xuanyun Peak for a while, maybe he came to Tianlei Sect to stir up trouble just to please Gu Yi'er. ”

"He's in trouble now, sisters, this is the perfect opportunity to get close to him—" A meaningful remark silenced the circle.

looked at Mo Qing, who was shouting with the elders of the Heavenly Thunder Sect on the stage of life and death...