When Mo Wangchen walked leisurely in front of everyone, a tall man stood in front of him and asked, "You founded Mo Ge?"
"Is there any problem?" Mo Wangchen raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the tall man. He was at the seventh level of Pulse Condensation Realm, and his strength was about the same as Mo Cheng.
"Hey! I thought you were some kind of master. Looking at your cultivation, it seems that you are only at the third level of the Pulse Condensation Realm, right? Do you dare to establish your own power and become the boss?" The man's name is Song Ning, a cultivator at the seventh level of the Pulse Condensation Realm.
Because, among the newcomers, he can be regarded as a master who reaches mid-level.
Originally, he had great interest in joining this so-called Mo Pavilion, but now, after seeing that Mo Wangchen was only a third-level Pulse Condensation Realm figure, Song Ning suddenly felt like he had been cheated.
Let's not talk about whether the other party can really come up with elixirs and martial arts as rewards in the future. It would be a bit uncomfortable to give orders to others based on Mo Wangchen's strength alone.
"Is there any problem?" Mo Wangchen asked again, with a puzzled expression on his face.
"Is this person stupid? What do you mean there is a problem?"
"That's right, I originally thought that the people who established Mo Pavilion were not at the eighth level of the Pulse Condensation Realm, but at least the seventh level of the Pulse Condensation Realm or above, right?"
"He is only at the third level of the Pulse Condensation Realm. He can't even defeat me, and yet he threatens to give out pills and martial arts as rewards?"
"Damn it, I was deceived. It's really disappointing!" At this moment, the eyes of everyone around him fell on Mo Wangchen. They also felt that he was only at the third level of Pulse Condensation Realm, and couldn't help but feel a little confused on their faces.
Become disappointed.
"Let's go, let's go, there's no point in staying here anymore."
Soon, many people planned to leave.
"Don't worry, this person lied to us like this. Let's see how Song Ning deals with him later!" Someone said angrily.
"Is there something wrong with your mind?" At the same time, seeing Mo Wangchen's puzzled look, Song Ning became furious, "With your little cultivation, you still want to lead us newcomers.
, to compete with Xingyi Pavilion?"
"Is there any problem?" Mo Wangchen asked again.
"Grass!"
Song Ning was angry, and he suddenly realized that Mo Wangchen was really a fool. Without saying a word, he punched Mo Wangchen in the chest, too lazy to talk nonsense.
boom!
Mo Wangchen was already prepared. The five spiritual veins in his body activated, and the majestic spiritual power covered his arms.
Bang!
He reached out with one hand and grabbed Song Ning's fist. A terrible force burst out, pinching the opponent's fist, unable to move at all.
"What?!"
Seeing this sudden scene, not only Song Ning himself, but everyone around him was also surprised. Originally, in their opinion, facing Song Ning's attack, Mo Wangchen was probably going to be unlucky and die.
I had to lie in bed for ten and a half days.
Unexpectedly, Song Ning's fist was easily blocked by Mo Wangchen.
Crunch!
Mo Wangchen clenched his palm lightly, and the powerful force made Song Ning's fist make a bone-crunching sound.
Song Ning's expression suddenly changed. He had no doubt that if Mo Wangchen had used more force, his fist would have been crushed by the opponent.
He was shocked in his heart, didn't the other party only have the cultivation level of the third level of Pulse Condensation Realm?
Why is it so powerful? At this moment, Mo Wangchen's fist was pinched, and it was impossible for Song Ning to break free!
"You!" Song Ning's face turned slightly pale, and she wanted to say something, but was speechless for a moment.
Mo Wangchen smiled, then took his hand back, "Any questions?"
"No... no problem!" Song Ning breathed a sigh of relief. How could he not understand now that Mo Wangchen's strength is probably far above his own.
"I know that everyone has doubts about my strength, and I will not hide it from you. I am indeed only at the third level of the Pulse Condensation Realm. However, if I try my best, even the eighth level of the Pulse Condensation Realm may not be able to please me. If
If you don’t believe it, who is willing to come out and give it a try?” Mo Wangchen glanced around and said calmly.
Hearing his words, everyone couldn't help but look at each other. Obviously, they believed his words deeply, because Song Ning was at the seventh level of the Pulse Condensation Realm, but his fist was pinched by Mo Wangchen and could not break free.
From this point of view, Mo Wangchen's strength is no longer below the seventh level of Pulse Condensation Realm!
"Very good!" Seeing that no one spoke, Mo Wangchen nodded and continued, "No one doubted it, so I won't explain too much. I think everyone has heard about Mo Ge, martial arts,
I can provide the elixir, but the premise is that you have absolutely no dissatisfaction with Mo Ge!"
"Now, you can make your own decision. If you are willing to join Mo Pavilion, you can go to Fan Wenxiao to get your certificate." Mo Wangchen said and pointed to Fan Wenxiao.
Seeing this, Fan Wenxiao also took a step forward and took out pieces of circular tokens from his arms. Above the tokens, there was the word "Mo" written on it!
This was what Mo Wangchen asked him to do last night, because the Xingyi Pavilion disciples who came here yesterday also wore such a token on their chests.
"I want it, I want it! Give it to me!" As soon as Mo Wangchen finished speaking, Mo Xue was the first to walk out of the crowd, came to Fan Wenxiao, and snatched a token from the opponent's hand.
Well!
Mo Wangchen was stunned for a moment. He had not seen Mo Xue standing behind the crowd just now, but he did not expect that this little girl would also come.
With Mo Xue taking the lead, everyone who was still hesitant at first began to take the tokens from Fan Wenxiao's hand one after another.
"Senior Sister Xu Chan, don't hesitate, I'll tell you quietly, my brother is an alchemy master, he can already make alchemy by himself..."
Mo Xue walked to Xu Chan and whispered in her ear.
"Alchemist?!" Hearing her words, Xu Chan's eyes flashed with brilliance. The strength Mo Wangchen showed just now was beyond her expectation. Xu Chan could naturally see the other party's true cultivation level.
, it is indeed only the third level of Pulse Condensation Realm.
But he has enough strength to reach the eighth level of Miao Mei Ning Pulse Realm. From this, we can see that Mo Wangchen is extraordinary. But now, Xu Chan did not expect that the other party is actually an alchemist?
After a moment of silence, Xu Chan stopped hesitating and walked to Fan Wenxiao and picked up a token.
There are more than two hundred people gathered here, and now, most of them have voluntarily joined Mo Pavilion. Among the crowd, Mo Cheng frowned and joined Mo Pavilion, indicating that he would become Mo Wangchen's subordinate.
Of course I don't want to.
However, just when he was about to turn around and leave, he heard Mo Wangchen's voice, "There will be a ranking list in Mo Pavilion. After three days, a competition will be held. The first place will be rewarded."
Those who rank second to tenth in Huang-level advanced martial arts will be awarded Intermediate Huang-level, and the top fifty will be rewarded with a Qi Gathering Pill!"
"What? One yellow-level advanced martial arts, and nine yellow-level intermediate martial arts..."
Mo Cheng's footsteps stopped in place. He was not surprised, because he knew very well that even the Mo family only had one high-level yellow-level martial arts, and only three intermediate-level yellow-level martial arts. Where did Mo Wangchen get it?