Martial Arts Hall.
The martial arts teaching session here has ended today.
On the ground paved with bluestone bricks, the outer disciples were practicing their skills and sweating profusely.
This also includes Wang Hu.
The success of climbing the Stone Stairs to Heaven is not determined by the highest level you have ever reached, but by the final level you reach.
He later endured the severe pain and managed to climb up, but was ultimately assigned to the outer gate.
And that was all thanks to one person!
"He must have used some method to obscure the stone steps leading to heaven!"
"One day, I will expose his true colors."
Bang—bang—
He hit the sandbag, making a loud bang, as if it was someone who made him grit his teeth.
This was the only way he could vent his anger.
After all, Li Mo is already a true disciple.
Even his cousin Wang Hao couldn't do anything to him.
"Junior Brother Wang, your cousin has mastered the Liuhe Fist to a certain degree."
"The pulse is open now, so there is no need for me to teach you anymore."
A blue-robed outer sect deacon raised an eyebrow.
"Xiao Hu has had some talent for boxing since he was young. He just practiced a few moves with my uncle."
Wang Hao had a smile on his face, but a hint of coldness flashed across his lips.
"He should be an inner disciple just like Xiao Qin."
The deacon shook his head and looked at a young man in the crowd.
The young man had an ordinary appearance, was wearing a short shirt, and his eyes were full of determination.
He was practicing his skills meticulously and his whole body was drenched in sweat.
"Brother, what you said is not right. Hu Zi's talent is not comparable to that loser."
"You entered the inner sect with me, but the more you practice, the worse you become. Your Qi and blood are almost declining to the point where your meridians have just been opened, right?"
There was a hint of sarcasm in Wang Hao's eyes.
The two were talking.
In the sunlight that shone through the gate, a figure suddenly appeared.
The young man was wearing a robe with cloud patterns and had a sunny and easy-going smile.
"Hmm?" Wang Hao raised his eyebrows.
"Li Mo?"
When Wang Hu saw the familiar face, he punched the sandbag so hard that it made a hole.
Those who were practicing martial arts also stopped their movements, looking confused.
Isn’t he the genuine one?
Why did you come to the outer martial arts hall?
“Junior Brother Li, my name is He Hongfeng, what are you doing…” The blue-robed outer sect deacon stood up and was very polite.
Li Mo coughed lightly and said, "Excuse me, Senior Brother He. I'd like to learn some basic boxing and martial arts."
He Hongfeng: “?”
A true disciple goes to the outer martial arts hall to learn basic martial arts?
You must be kidding me.
"Do the elders know about this?"
"Um, my master went to sleep, so it was Elder Xue who asked me to come."
Li Mo nodded.
"Master... Elder Shang Wu?"
As soon as He Hongfeng thought of the beautiful elder in the fiery red palace dress, he immediately understood.
That makes sense.
Everyone in the martial arts hall had different expressions. Some were gloating over the misfortune, some were sympathetic, and some were dissatisfied.
A true master of martial arts has fallen to the point of learning martial arts from an outside sect.
This shows that it is not taken seriously...
That's right.
The elders all have their own true teachings, and Ying Bing has been very popular recently. Many people have said that she will be the next leader of the Qingyuan Sect, so naturally the elders all revolve around her.
Li Mo once again had a master who hated dogs.
Being left out is not incomprehensible.
In the crowd.
The young man named Xiao Qin was wiping his sweat at this time, and couldn't help but sigh.
Isn't this also the case with him?
"Can't a true disciple come to the outer martial arts hall?"
"The rules don't say that it's not allowed, but I've already taught you the basics of boxing and kicking today. If you still want to learn, you have to ask the inner sect brothers who are here to teach you boxing and kicking."
He Hongfeng is responsible for guiding the outer disciples to open their meridians and condense their qi and blood.
"The inner sect brother who taught me boxing and kicking..."
Li Mo followed the line of sight and saw Wang Hao drinking tea there.
Wang Hao didn't even raise his head, and his tone was not very friendly:
"The martial arts hall has its own rules. I will only train the outer disciples for one hour every day."
"Since we're late, no one can make an exception."
As he spoke, he raised his head and pretended to be surprised:
"Junior Brother Li? Aren't you a true disciple?"
"If you insist on breaking the rules, I will have to make some special arrangements for you."
This is a very sinister statement.
If I say I want to learn again, I will be breaking the rules and making an exception.
Originally, everyone thought that teaching it again was nothing, but when these words were spoken, they felt it was unfair.
"Cousin, a true disciple is amazing!"
"Even when you come to the outer gate, you still have to follow the rules!"
Wang Hu sang along and acted as the supporting actor.
Although he has not formally become a disciple, he is most likely a disciple of the Buddhist deacon.
In terms of status, he is not afraid of Li Mo, the unpopular true disciple.
He Hongfeng stopped talking. He was guarding the martial arts hall. As long as there was no trouble, he was fine. He had no intention of getting involved in other people's conflicts.
"Alright, alright, you two are doing crosstalk here."
Li Mo raised his hand to shut them up, and said to He Hongfeng:
"I'm just watching others practice. Is that okay?"
"Of course you can."
"good."
Li Mo nodded, then walked into the martial arts hall and looked around.
"He seems to be doing well in practice?"
With his eyes fixed, Li Mo walked towards Xiao Qin in the corner.
"Tsk...these two got together."
Wang Hao glanced at him sideways with a raised corner of his mouth.
Wang Hu almost laughed out loud.
You can learn it just by watching others practice, who do you think you are?
Moreover, he couldn't learn from anyone else, so he chose the notoriously useless person from the outer sect.
"Brother, is it convenient for me to watch you practice martial arts here?"
Li Mo bowed first.
"Xiao Qin, if you want to watch, then watch. I can't guarantee that you can learn it."
Xiao Qin said sullenly.
Li Mo smiled warmly: "Brother Xiao, just practice on your own, don't worry about me."
Xiao Qin's eyes were complicated.
Although this young man was a true disciple, he did not take his status seriously. On the contrary, he treated an outer disciple like him with courtesy.
Having been looked down upon many times, he rarely felt respected by others.
For a moment, I actually felt a sense of sympathy.
"Junior brother, this is Liuhe Quan. I will start from the beginning. Please pay attention."
After Xiao Qin spoke, he deliberately slowed down.
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