The three of them said a few words, and Mo Dongsheng's face turned gloomy, his eyes blazing with fire.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Palace Master, Senior Sister, Mo Shaoxia is indeed not very popular. Despite his prestigious reputation, it is difficult to live up to his reputation. To be honest, I am disappointed."

"Brother, shut up, how can you say this in front of others!" Yan Mei said hurriedly.

Qin Yeqiu shook his head: "Wuji, you need to change your temper. That's not how to practice sincerity."

"Yes, Palace Master." Li Muchan lowered his head.

Mo Dongsheng's teeth creaked and he turned to look at Lu Wensong.

Lu Wen let go and stopped on his beard, frowning and staring at Li Muchan, trying to see clearly how deep Li Muchan was. Unfortunately, Li Muchan practiced Ku Rong Kung, and his energy and spirit were completely restrained, and he could not tell the appearance of practicing Kung Fu.

Qin Yeqiu raised his head and smiled lightly: "Master Lu, please don't blame me. This junior brother of mine has just started and speaks honestly. I hope Master Lu will forgive me for any offence."

"Haha..." Lu Wensong laughed, glanced at Mo Dongsheng, and said with a smile: "Palace Master Qin, let's let them compete."

Qin Yeqiu shook his head and said: "Junior Brother Li has just started, how can he be Mo Shaoxia's opponent? Why don't he humiliate himself!"

Li Muchan secretly laughed. The senior sister was really angry. Her words were so sinister that they couldn't hear them now. Once the discussion was over, they would blush when they thought about these words.

Lu Wensong waved his hand hurriedly: "Palace Master Qin made a strong statement. It's just a discussion. Winning or losing is very common, so don't worry too much."

Yan Mei said: "Palace Master, how about I do it?"

Mo Dongsheng said coldly: "I won't do anything to women!"

Yan Mei smiled brightly, shook his head and said: "Mo Shaoxia looks down on us women, the palace master is also a woman."

Mo Dongsheng sneered: "This is my rule."

Yan Mei turned around and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Mo Shaoxia would set rules for himself at such a young age. He is truly a genius. Junior brother, do you have such rules?"

Li Muchan smiled and said, "I don't dare."

Yan Mei pursed her lips and chuckled, "In my opinion, if you set such a rule and never do anything to women, you will be able to live in peace in the palace."

Li Muchan said: "I'm just afraid that the senior sisters won't agree."

Yan Mei chuckled and said, "You understand!" If you dare to set such a broken rule, we will force you to do it every day to see if you can stand it!"

She was usually cold and charming and disdainful to speak, but now she had a smile as bright and charming as a flower, which made people dare not look directly at her. She was really completely different from the other two.

Li Muchan understood that she was angry. He heard from Qiao Zaixian that when Senior Sister Yan smiled, she was angry, and she had to hide away quickly or her skin would peel off even if she died.

Mo Dongsheng's face was gloomy, and he could hear Yan Mei scolding him, and said coldly: "I have heard that the power of Yin and Yang in Zishang Palace has declined, but I still don't believe it. It seems that the rumors are true!"

Yan frowned and glared at him, his bright eyes sparkling, Qin Yeqiu glanced at him lightly.

…

Just when Lu Wensong was about to say something different, Li Muchan chuckled and said: "What Shaoxia Mo said is true. Our Zishang Palace is indeed in decline. The martial arts of the senior brothers are not as good as those of the senior sisters. I am even worse, and the training time is short."

I’m really ashamed that my internal strength is shallow and my swordsmanship is rudimentary!”

Yan Mei and Qin Yeqiu both looked at him and Li Muchan said with a smile: "But the senior brothers are not convinced. They keep working hard and they will definitely be able to catch up with the senior sisters!"

Yan Mei curled his lips and said: "Xuxu is so generous!"

Li Muchan looked at Mo Dongsheng with a smile: "Mo Shaoxia, my internal strength may not be as good as yours, so let's compare our swordsmanship, how about it?"

"Okay!" Mo Dongsheng said coldly, squinting at Li Muchan with bright eyes.

He seemed to be looking down at Li Muchan, his eyebrows were angry, and he smiled sweetly: "Junior brother, please don't embarrass our Zishang Palace!"

Li Muchan said helplessly: "Beautiful Young Hero is the genius of Qingyue Valley, senior sister is too demanding!"

Yan Mei hummed: "If you lose, come over and practice sword practice with me every day!"

Li Muchan suddenly smiled: "Yes, senior sister!"

Qin Yeqiu said: "Stop making trouble!" Valley Master Lu, since Mo Shaoxia won't do anything with women, let Wuji take the lead on behalf of Junior Sister Yan."

"This," Lu Wensong said hesitantly, "I think it's better to forget it."

Qin Yeqiu shook his head: "It's rare to see an opponent like Mo Shaoxia. I also want to see Mo Shaoxia's unique skills."

Yan Mei smiled and said: "Master Lu, don't worry, Junior Brother Li will not hurt Shaoxia Mo!"

"Junior sister, shut up!" Qin Yeqiu frowned.

Yan Mei smiled apologetically, waved her hands, and stopped talking.

Qin Yeqiu smiled faintly: "Junior sister Yan has a straight temper, Valley Master Lu, don't blame her."

Lu Wensong smiled and said: "In that case, let them discuss it. I, the master of Zishang Palace, am also very curious!"

Li Muchan smiled, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Valley Master Lu. I'm too young to get started, and I've only learned a little bit."

Lu Wensong smiled and said, "I wonder when Shaoxia Li will start?"

Li Muchan said: "Half a year, but with a handful of strength, internal strength won't be enough."

Qin Yeqiu nodded lightly and said calmly: "Junior Brother Li is born with supernatural power and is very talented in the way of swordsmanship. Shaoxia Mo should not underestimate the enemy."

Mo Dongsheng said coldly: "Thank you, Master Qin, for reminding me. I'm here to learn from Li Shaoxia's clever moves!"

He dropped to the center with his toes, and his movements were elegant. Li Muchan stood up and slowly came to the opposite side of him, and the two of them stood firmly.

Li Muchan's aura was reserved, he looked at Mo Dongsheng quietly, cupped his fists and said, "Mo Shaoxia, please!"

"Please!" Mo Dongsheng said calmly, with restrained arrogance and a solemn expression.

A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength. His reputation as a genius is definitely not false. He looked down on Li Muchan but would not underestimate his enemy. He lost his temper and stopped like a mountain, staring at Li Muchan.

The shining sword slowly unsheathed, Li Muchan flicked his wrist, and the sword pointed straight at Mo Dongsheng with a "swish", and his own momentum spurted out as the morning glow sword was unsheathed.

Before the sword arrives, the aura arrives first. His tyrannical spiritual power is attached to the aura, and his murderous intent is as real as the essence.

…

Mei Dongsheng had never seen such a battle before. He felt a cold air coming towards him. His whole body felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar. His body suddenly stiffened and he was shocked.

Li Muchan slowly put down his sword and smiled slightly.

Mo Dongsheng's face darkened, he took a deep breath and said slowly: "Okay, okay, Li Shaoxia, come on!"

Yan Mei said: "Junior Brother Li, be more serious!"

Li Muchan nodded: "Yes..." Mo Shaoxia, be careful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold light flashed, and the tip of the sword reached Mo Dongsheng. Mo Dongsheng's whole body tensed up and the hairs on his body exploded, and he slashed fiercely.

"Ding..." The sword light faded, and the bright morning glow appeared. The sword light illuminated Li Muchan's smiling face. He turned his wrist, and Mo Dongsheng felt a strong suction coming from the sword, and he wanted to let go of the long sword.

He hurriedly held the sword back to resist the suction force. Li Muchan gently moved it away, and the tip of the sword stopped in front of Mo Dongsheng's throat, and the cold air penetrated his throat like a substance.

Li Muchan stopped and said with a smile: "Mo Shaoxia, please give me permission!"

Mo Dongsheng opened his mouth, but no sound came out. His throat was hit by the cold air from the tip of the sword and his voice was blocked. His face suddenly turned red and his eyes were about to spit out fire.

Li Muchan sheathed his sword, clasped his fists and took two steps back with a smile.

The hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. People stared at the two people in the room without reacting.

Li Muchan only used two swords, one thrust, one spin, and another thrust, and these three moves forced Mo Dongsheng to restrain his hands. It was like an adult fighting a child, and Mo Dongsheng had no power to fight back.

Li Muchan turned to look at Qin Yeqiu: "Palace Master, do you still want to compete?"

Qin Yeqiu waved his hand gently: "Come back!"

Li Muchan turned around and smiled: "Is it okay, Mr. Mo?"

Mo Dongsheng's face seemed to be covered with a red cloth, his body was trembling slightly, and his bloodshot eyes were staring at Li Muchan. He looked very scary, as if he would pounce at any time to fight for his life.

Lu Wensong took a deep breath and took a deep look at Li Muchan. His piercing eyes wanted to see through Li Muchan. Li Muchan looked directly at him with a smile.

Lu Wensong slowly dimmed the glare in his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Dongsheng!"

Mo Dongsheng's temples were now filled with veins, like a few earthworms trying to come out, and his eyes almost turned blood red as he glared at Li Muchan.

He never thought that he would be defeated so miserably, and when he was in front of Qin Yeqiu, he thought of all the arrogance and delusions he had had before, and he felt ridiculous. Everyone looked at him strangely, as if they were all laughing at himself.

…

Lu Wensong's loud shout woke him up. He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said to himself: He cannot be defeated. He is Mo Dongsheng, the future best master in the world. He cannot be defeated by a little Li Wuji!

He raised his head and regained his composure. He cupped his fists and said, "Master, my skills are not as good as others. I am willing to be defeated!"

"Well, as long as you understand!" Seeing him like this, Lu Wensong knew he was in trouble, and said solemnly: "Victory and defeat are common things in military affairs. This defeat is a good thing for you. It lets you know that there are people outside the world, so you can't be arrogant and complacent.

, we must practice harder!”

"Yes, Master!" Mo Dongsheng nodded heavily.

He glanced sideways at the two people with stern eyebrows that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, as if they were watching a good show. Qin Yeqiu looked calm, while Li Muchan was smiling.

Lu Wensong looked at Qin Yeqiu and said with a smile: "The name of Zishang Palace is well-deserved. Is this Young Master Li really a recent disciple?"

Qin Yeqiu said calmly: "Master Lu, I never tell lies."

Lu Wensong hurriedly laughed and said: "Where is it? Don't get me wrong, Palace Master Qin. I am not doubting what the Palace Master said. I just find it unbelievable. After half a year of practicing swordsmanship like this, is it possible that Li Shaoxia is a master of martial arts?"

Qin Yeqiu said: "He is talented in swordsmanship and has natural supernatural power. His swordsmanship is somewhat more powerful, which is not surprising."
To be continued...