A murderous glint flashed in Liu Qingsong's eyes. How dare they bully Miss Qingwu! They deserve to die!
Mo Qingcheng gave Liu Qingsong a cold look, as if he were a complete idiot. Being a little stupid isn't scary; what's scary is being both stupid and dumb, beyond cure.
Liu Qingsong unleashed a palm strike; if one couldn't dodge in time, they would be either killed or crippled. After all, he was a grown man with immense strength.
The onlookers secretly worried for Mo Qingcheng. Such a beautiful young woman, who brought them laughter every day, had suddenly passed away.
Who the hell is so despicable?
A barrage of resentful gazes fell upon Liu Qingsong, leaving him bewildered. Though somewhat simple-minded, his ability to sense danger was still exceptionally sharp.
Um?
Why does it feel like someone wants to kill him?
Liu Qingsong didn't know what was wrong; his only thought was to cripple Mo Qingcheng, knock her off the stage, and avenge Miss Qingwu.
No, in the blink of an eye, Mo Qingcheng easily dodged Liu Qingsong's attack, and in a flash, she was at the edge of the arena.
Trying to run away?
No way.
Liu Qingsong immediately chased after him, swung his hand and threw another punch, "I'll kill you, you bastard."
Mo Qingcheng didn't confront him directly, dodging and weaving, her figure spinning around erratically. Liu Qingsong made dozens of moves, but he couldn't even touch the hem of Mo Qingcheng's clothes.
However, to outsiders, Mo Qingcheng was not so relaxed; she was in a sorry state and almost kicked off the stage by Liu Qingsong several times.
"Go, Miss Qingcheng! We believe in you!"
"Miss Qingcheng, kick that idiot off the stage."
In the crowd, someone took the lead in shouting encouragement, and cheers rose and fell, leaving the onlookers stunned.
Mo Qingcheng's lips curled into a smile. "Hmm, not bad, a promising student..."
Liu Qingsong grew increasingly anxious. He shouted and drew his broadsword from his waist, looking down at Mo Qingcheng's head.
Wow!
Who the hell is so shameless?
A grown man, unable to beat a delicate little girl, resorts to violence. Who gave him the audacity?
"Liu Qingsong, get down!"
"Get out of here, Liu Qingsong!"
"Get out!"
"Get out of here! You are not worthy of being a disciple of the Mohist school!"
Liu Qingsong was stunned. Where did he go wrong? Wasn't he supposed to take action directly as Miss Qingwu had instructed?
"Shut up! That's what Miss Qingwu ordered!" Liu Qingsong suddenly spoke, his eyes full of grievance.
Mo Qingwu, who was suddenly caught in the crossfire: "..."
Shut up!
idiot!
That's utterly incurable stupidity.
Before Mo Qingwu even got on stage, upon hearing Liu Qingsong's words, she nearly fainted, her pretty face turning bright red, as if it were about to bleed. Someone tell him, what on earth is this?
I didn't say that myself! I didn't say that myself! I didn't say that myself! I'll say it three times because it's important.
The onlookers shook their heads, saying, "Pah! Shameless!"
Mo Xinxin looked at Mo Qingwu with schadenfreude. Ha, this is the bastard the Mo family picked up. He says one thing to people and another behind their backs.
Mo Qingwu was on the verge of tears, her eyes filled with grievance, which made people feel sorry for her. Some people scoffed at her, but others stepped forward to defend her.
Mo Qingcheng continued to dodge Liu Qingsong. The big, clumsy guy was almost out of strength. After a while, to satisfy everyone's request, she kicked him off the stage, just in time to test his agility.
Liu Qingsong, panting heavily, quickened his pace, wanting to finish the battle quickly. Mo Qingcheng, of course, wouldn't let him have his way. She took out a bottle of pills, poured them into her mouth to replenish her spiritual energy—anyone who didn't know better would think she was eating candy.
The sounds of "crack! crack!" rang out, and the Third Elder, enraged, slapped the Fourth Elder on the shoulder: "What a waste! What a waste!"
The Fourth Elder looked bewildered: "Why did you hit me?"
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