After Mo Yu stated his purpose so directly, Lan Feipeng touched the tip of his nose and took a deep look at Mo Yu.
"You are really... underestimated by me."
Mo Yu paused and looked at him with a strange look, "Do you think you hide your purpose very deeply? Stupid!"
Lan Feipeng, "..."
Lan Feipeng didn't take Mo Yu seriously at first, but after this confrontation, he became more curious about Mo Yu.
Everyone can understand the operations of the leader of Tuoyue Sect.
When the sects were about to exchange disciple quotas, he accepted a disciple with low strength and then sent him away.
It is obvious that the leader of Tuoyue Sect just wants to find a temporary scapegoat.
So, what does the person involved, Mo Yu, think?
Will she be angry? Helpless? Or resentful?
None!
She seemed to accept her fate so gently.
How could anyone not care about being plotted against?
Mo Yu still walked slowly to the Kung Fu Building, with Lan Feipeng following beside her.
Along the way, he introduced the general situation of the sect. Mo Yu listened patiently. He would definitely use it when doing mission check-ins in the future.
Shuiyun Sect's Kung Fu Building is two stories higher than Tuoyue Sect's.
This means that the resources here are much more abundant.
They are both fifth-grade sects. Shuiyun Sect's strength is considered top among the fifth-grade sects, and it is also richer. It is not comparable to Tuoyue Sect.
Mo Yu's power was limited, so he could only look at the lowest-level Huang-level skills on the first floor.
This is enough, she just came to do the task.
Lan Feipeng still followed her, never leaving.
Although Mo Yu found this noisy man annoying, he always told her the specific situation in Shuiyun Sect, so that she could endure it.
The disciple who was taking a nap at the door of the training room suddenly saw Mo Yu, a member of the Tuoyue Sect, coming over, and he suddenly became more awake.
He took a step forward and blocked Mo Yu's path.
"Hey, what are the people from Tuoyue Sect doing in our practice room? Do you want to steal the technique?"
Mo Yu said calmly: "According to regulations, I have the right to enter the first floor."
The gatekeeper disciple still stood in front of him and refused to let him pass.
"This rule is useless here. If it is not allowed, it is not allowed. If you want to go in, then..."
At this time, a clear female voice sounded at the door.
"Then have a fight with me."
Mo Yu looked back and saw several female disciples standing at the door.
The leading woman, with her almond-shaped face and phoenix eyes, has a rebellious attitude, and she looks like a arrogant goddess who is admired by the stars.
The woman beside her has an even more outstanding appearance.
Although the woman wore the simplest sect disciple's clothes, no makeup was applied to her face, and her hair was only left loose.
However, she has a graceful and graceful beauty, and her delicate face and pointed chin add a bit of broken beauty. Her every frown and smile can arouse the protective desire of men.
"You are the person who was accepted as a direct disciple by the leader of Tuoyue Sect? How come you have such little cultivation."
As he spoke, the leading woman looked disgusted.
This expression...
Why do you look a bit like Senior Sister Zhu Ran?
Mo Yu nodded lightly, "It's me."
"Hurrah!"
The woman rolled up her sleeves, roughly pushed the frail and beautiful woman away, and took a step forward to stand in front of Mo Yu.
"I, Gong Man, finally found this opportunity. I thought that when I was seven years old, I had already reached the ninth level of entry, but I was still not accepted as his direct disciple. As a result, he actually accepted a loser like you!"
Mo Yu felt strange.
The master's cultivation level is not very high, so why does the little girl want to be his direct disciple?
"You also want to be the master's direct disciple?"
Gong Man raised his chin, not knowing what he thought of, and sighed with gleaming eyes.
"Such a proud man of heaven is so handsome. I have regarded him as my goal since I was a child. When I chose a sect, I decisively chose Tuoyue Sect and wanted to become his direct disciple. As a result..."
She stretched out her slender fingers and pointed at Mo Yu from afar.
"I want to challenge you!"
Mo Yu, "...I can tell the master and take you in as well."
Gong Man challenged Mo Yu with the mentality of proving that Wang Zhi's choice was wrong.
But I didn't expect Mo Yu to say this.
It's like... I hit the wrong person with my fist.
At this time, the soft and frail woman said softly: "Sister, it's wrong for you to embarrass a newcomer like this and rely on the strong to bully the weak. Let's forget it. If the sect leader finds out, he will definitely punish us again.
"
One sentence woke up Gong Man.
She came out to provoke this time, but the sect leader acquiesced.
"Haha, no need. I have become an inner disciple of Shuiyun Sect. I really want to see what kind of disciple I can choose based on that person's vision."
While speaking, Gong Man had already drawn his long sword, and the tense atmosphere became more intense.
There were many disciples watching the show around.
Mo Yu turned to look at the weak and beautiful woman.
There is something wrong with this woman.
With just a few words, he led Gong Man by the nose.
"Okay." She pondered for a moment and nodded.
The weak woman sighed, "Girl, your current cultivation level is no match for our senior sister. This competition will not do you any good."
"Fortunately there is no bet..."
The words "bet" reminded the disciples around him.
They immediately shouted, "Fight! Senior sister, place a bet!"
"Hahaha, if they win, let everyone from Tuoyue Sect run two laps around the mountain gate of our sect."
"How can two turns be enough? Ten turns!"
"You guys are so ruthless, you can even kill someone if you run around."
Mo Yu frowned.
I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that this weak woman has an inexplicable hostility towards her.
Under the adulation and cheering of the crowd, Gong Man's smile became even brighter.
"Mo Yu, since we are going to have a fight, let's make a bet. If I win, all the disciples of your Tuoyue Sect will run around our mountain gate three times."
"If you win...what do you want?"
Mo Yu pointed at the training room building and said, "Look at some exercise scrolls on the first floor."
Gong Man was stunned, "Is it that simple? All the skill scrolls on the first floor are yellow-level ones, and your Tuoyue Sect should have quite a few of them."
Mo Yu circulated the skills in his body and said calmly: "Where can we compete?"
Gong Man was about to say something when suddenly, there was a loud noise above their heads.
Rumble!
Then, sparks flew!
A loud explosion sounded again, blasting the roof above their heads, sending sawdust flying everywhere.
Suddenly, screams broke out everywhere, and the disciples who had been watching the fun just now fled frantically.
"It exploded! Run!"
Boom! There was another explosion, directly blowing a big hole in the ceiling.
Scattered wood fell towards the people on the first floor, hitting Mo Yu and the others.
Mo Yu saw a figure emerging from the crowd, passed her by, hugged the frightened and frail beauty in his arms, and quickly evacuated.