Xiao Fan, Yu Ruyi helped the old monster to walk halfway, and the old man pushed the two people away, "Okay, get rid of the two stinky boys"

"Senior, you..." Xiao Fan understood as soon as his mind turned, but this old man was helping him out of the siege, and his heart was slightly moved.

"Senior Mu, the kid has a question," Xiao Fan said.

"You want to know what that glass of wine was yesterday," the old man said with a squinting eye.

"Yes, how did the seniors send me to.... Send to...."

Mu Lao Wei waved his hand and said, "You don't need to think about it, the old man is also good for you, the word martial arts is a science that stimulates your own potential and internal strength, and the old man also wonders why he can't measure your internal strength qualifications..."

"What?, what does Master Gong mean?" Xiao Fan exclaimed.

"Hmm, Master?" Mu Lao Wei squinted his eyes and looked at Xiao Fan with interest, "Interesting, boy, you remember, this heart does not move, it moves randomly" said and drifted away.

Yu Ruyi tilted her head and asked, "Senior Brother Xiao, Elder Mu rarely cares about matters between disciples, you and him... Familiar?"

"Senior brother, you think too much, how can I know Elder Mu" Xiao Fan smiled bitterly, "By the way, Senior Brother, in addition to chores in our Xuanwu Hall, do we have the opportunity to practice martial arts?"

"Yes, when the old monster is in a good mood, he will give a few tricks, as for when he is in a good mood..... I'm not sure."

"Senior brother, how have you learned?" Xiao Fan asked.

"Hehe, I came to Xuanwu Hall for a year and three months to learn a few hands to grab kung fu" Yu Ruyi said embarrassedly, "Every year before Chinese New Year's Eve, the disciples will compete in martial arts, inspect the entry of everyone in the past year, and it seems that it is about to enter winter.... I hope I don't meet those fierce people this year, so that I don't suffer some flesh and skin."

"Martial arts?" Xiao Fan puzzled, "Is that the son of the Snow Mountain?"

"No, no, it's just a common practice for disciples to compete in martial arts every year, the son of the snow mountain is the head of the sect to select from those disciples who are strong in martial arts, and the disciples of the various sects of the 'Ask Sword Conference' have a chance to be selected."

"What is the Ask Sword Conference?" Xiao Fan asked.

Yu Ruyi sighed into the palm of her hand, rubbed her hands and said, "Senior brother, let's talk about these later, let's go eat something."

Seeing this, Xiao Fan couldn't get to the bottom of it, and returned to the dining hall with him. At this time, most of the disciples had already finished their meals, and there were still a few disciples from the White Tiger and Vermilion Bird Hall left in the dining hall, and the people of the Qinglong Hall had already left.

Yu Ruyi took four pieces of baked cakes and two bowls of vegetable soup, and the two of them picked a wooden table in the corner and were about to sit down, when the disciples of the White Tiger Hall came over menacingly.

"This is the place of my White Tiger Hall, you two go and eat elsewhere," a tall young man said, looking at Xiao Fan with bad intentions, quite a little joking.

Xiao Fan said, "This senior brother, the two of us are just filling our bellies indiscriminately, it won't be long..."

When the young man saw that Xiao Fan had returned his mouth, he kicked on the baked cake, and stumbled on a lot of dirt and dust.

"Yo, if you accidentally slip your foot, it doesn't matter if you think of your Xuanwu Hall disciple, Senior Brother Yu Ruyi, yes or no?"

Yu Ruyi's face was extremely ugly, and she said, "Senior Brother Fan, you ate bad belly last year.... It's not my business, so why bother thinking about it..."

"Fart!" The young man grabbed Yu Ruyi's hair and pressed it violently, and Yu Ruyi immediately got his face stained with crumbs and dirt, gritting his teeth but not daring to say another word.

Xiao Fan pressed the young man's wrist and said, "Senior brother, is it enough?"

The young man surnamed Fan smiled and said, "Xuanwutang has another waste, Xiao Fan, right? You dare to teach Lao Tzu a lesson?"

Xiao Fan lost his parents when he was young, was abandoned by domestic servants, and struggled to make ends meet in the market, and experienced a lot of pain and humiliation, but he had never been so bitter and angry at this moment, only to feel an evil fire rushing to his head, the dantian true qi from the mainstream to the limbs, his eyes were sharp, and he only heard a snap, and the wrist of the young man surnamed Fan was broken in response.

"Ah~~" The terrible scream resounded in the sky, and the other White Tiger Hall disciples didn't know what was going on, but they saw the young man surnamed Fan rolling on the ground, his face distorted in pain.

"Senior Brother Fan! Senior Brother Fan!" several people helped him up with their hands and feet, and accidentally touched his wrist, "Ahhh~" The disciple surnamed Fan fainted to death.

"Senior Brother Xiao, let's go, let's go" Yu Ruyi said hurriedly, "If you are caught by the White Tiger Hall, you and I will definitely not end well."

Xiao Fan came back to his senses and saw that the disciple surnamed Fan had fainted on the ground, but he couldn't think of a way out of the way with his heavy hand. I thought to myself, if I hadn't used that true qi just now to break his wrist?

didn't have time to think about it, and slipped out with Yu Ruyi.

"Who is doing this?" Mo Qiubai asked with a gloomy face, only to see that his phoenix eyes were half-open, the bridge of his nose was straight, Gu Panjian was somewhat similar to Mo Laosan, and it was actually the first seat of the White Tiger Hall, "Which Qinglong Hall disciple did you provoke?" This person's internal strength is incomparable, and the disciples of the Green Dragon Hall may not have this way, who did it!"

The few white-suited disciples said hesitantly, "It seems.... It seems to be someone from the Xuanwu Hall..."

"What?Xuanwu Hall?" Mo Qiubai exclaimed, "Old Monster Mu!

"The first one! It's not Elder Mu who makes a move, it's.... One.... Disciple...."

"Xuanwu Hall disciples have such skills?" Mo Qiubai said in disbelief, "Those two people are like straw bales, how can they have such means?

"The first seat is angry, it is indeed a disciple, it seems that he just joined the White Tiger Hall yesterday, his surname is Xiao...."

Mo Qiubai stared at a few people, and an extremely cold aura emanated from his body, and several people's teeth couldn't help but tremble, "First.... The first one..."

"Hmph, this is a small punishment, and there will be a heavy punishment next time!" Mo Qiubai snorted coldly, drank a few people away, and said to himself, "Xiao.....?

Xiao Fan and Yu Ruyi tiptoed back to the wing room, and it was already Shen Shi, and the sun was gradually deflecting.

"Senior Brother Xiao... Are you alright?" asked Yu Ruyi, shocked.

"It's okay, senior brother, do you have any grudges with that person just now?"

Yu Ruyi sighed, "Alas, last year's Chinese New Year's Eve, Senior Brother Fan lost the first round of eating bad stomach, and it happened that I was in charge of cooking that day..."

"It's inexplicable that many disciples have a stomach trouble with him, so why should he blame you?"

"They have always been like this to my Xuanwu Hall disciples, and they have long been used to it..."

Xiao Fan sighed, thinking that there were also many factions within this Snow Mountain Sect, but he was very troubled about what he should do.