This young man was so domineering, which made many outer sect students frown.
Although, they all have the arrogance to compete with Zhongmen.
But there are some people who simply don’t dare and cannot mess with Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the middle gate.
At this time, everyone saw clearly the identity of the person who came. He was actually a second-year student of Zhongmen.
A student from the second class of the middle sect, who was able to walk sideways even in the second class of the outer sect, actually went to the first class of the outer sect to show off his power. When did Mo Tian have a grudge against the second class students from the middle sect.
"My young master Wu Ling is a third-year student of the middle sect. He can defeat the entire outer sect alone." This man proudly promoted Wu Ling's deeds, as if these honors were his.
Wu Ling, Mo Tian's eyes lit up when he heard this name.
When he followed Yu Linglong into Qianfu Island, this person brought the Xiao family to cause trouble, but was restrained by Yu Linglong, and the Xiao family was almost disabled by him and could not enter Qianfu Island.
At that time, Wu Ling was in the late fifth level and had warned Mo Tian that he would not let him go.
When he arrived at the academy, Mo Tian kept looking for Yu Linglong, but Yu Linglong seemed to have disappeared without a trace.
Wu Ling, who is in the same grade as Yu Linglong, came back today.
Doesn't that mean we can glean some information from this person?
"Which dog is Wu Ling?" Mo Tian sneered, without any respect at all.
The young man who showed off his power was stunned, and the entire outer gate was also stunned.
Facing the second-term disciples of the middle sect, many people were breathless. In the end, Mo Tian actually called the third-term disciples of the middle sect "dogs". This was too arrogant and domineering.
This sentence made many outer sect disciples feel excited. A member of the outer sect could actually be so domineering.
The young man was angry, as if his faith had been slandered, and he rushed towards Mo Tian without hesitation.
Mo Tian's expression remained unchanged. When the young man approached, he only moved his brows. As a result, the young man couldn't control his body and fell heavily to the ground, with a look of pain on his face.
"Consciousness attack, this is impossible."
The moment the young man recovered, his face was full of disbelief.
But he had no chance, because the moment he recovered, Mo Tian kicked him in the abdomen and kicked him away.
He punched several more times in succession, hitting the opponent hard enough to vomit blood.
Seeing that the other party could not stand up, Mo Tian clapped his hands with satisfaction and said, "When will Wu Ling return?"
The young man was coughing up blood in pain, with a look of aggrievedness on his face. He was at the late stage of Level 5, but he was beaten to the point of being unable to fight back by Level 4. Until now, he still does not believe that he will be defeated so miserably.
"I won't tell you." The young man gritted his teeth and seemed to have a tough mouth.
Mo Tian walked closer, and just as he raised his leg to kick him, the young man's body trembled.
Seeing Mo Tian's playful face, the young man said with humiliation: "It can take as little as five days, as long as ten days. Mo Tian, don't be arrogant. When the young master comes back, I will personally break all your bones."
After getting the answer he wanted, Mo Tian didn't want to waste time on this person: "Go away, tell Wu Ling, just say that I am waiting for him, he is only at the late fifth level, and he can still turn the world upside down."
Hearing what Mo Tian said, the young man laughed wildly and said: "Late level five? Mo Tian, you underestimate my young master. He went to the secret land for the third time to break through. My young master is the first batch of geniuses to break through. He has already crossed the level.
After passing the sixth level, it can hold 32 blood patterns at the fifth level, which is a genius qualification."
The young man had regained his ability to move. He backed away as he spoke, then fled in a hurry. Halfway through, he stopped dead in his tracks, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Until now, he still doesn't understand how a small fourth-level person could hurt him so much.
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With this person passing the message, Mo Tian is not worried that Wu Ling won't come to his door. Then he can inquire about the whereabouts of Yu Linglong.
It's just that Wu Ling is much stronger than he thought. If he doesn't expose his soul path, he can't even think of taking down a sixth-level existence.
Mo Tian thought for a while, there were still five days left, he had better step into the quasi-level five, and then smelt the bloodstains for the first time. This would definitely increase his strength a lot.
Then, Mo Tian entered the virtual world. This time, he still used the same appearance as last time.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she appeared in the virtual world, Xiaoling rushed over: "Brother, you are here. Xiaoling is so happy to see you."
The little girl was overjoyed, but she bowed and said: "Although 100 million Singapore dollars is nothing to you, it is too important to Ling'er. Ling'er thanks you big brother."
Mo Tian smiled: "You won't be waiting for me forever."
Although Xiaoling said nothing, Mo Tian knew that she must have been waiting for him here.
It seems that I am lucky to meet a kind and kind person.
"By the way, grandpa asked me to tell you to go to him as soon as possible." Xiaoling said hurriedly.
Without asking any questions, Mo Tian arrived at the place in a blink of an eye.
At this moment, in addition to the old man, there was also a middle-aged man. This man had dark skin, thick arms, and strong muscles. At first glance, he was no ordinary person.
"Little friend, you're here." The old man saw Mo Tian and hurriedly gave the middle-aged man a wink. The middle-aged man took out the black blood stick from his backpack, brought it to Mo Tian and said, "Young man, put it away quickly.
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Mo Tianben wanted to try the power of the black blood stick, but he was surprised when he was urged to do so.
Just as he was about to take the black blood stick, he saw a sharp sword coming towards him and cutting off the hand he was about to extend.
Mo Tian was not slow and he drew his hand to avoid the sword.
At this moment, a hand actually grabbed the black blood stick and wanted to take it away.
The middle-aged man didn't let go, and as a result, he was dragged out.
This gave Mo Tian enough time to react. He struck out with a palm and grabbed the black blood stick tightly.
The moment his palm came close to the black blood stick, the black blood stick seemed to come alive and broke away from the other people's hands.
After acquiring the black blood stick, Mo Tian felt that its weight had increased by more than three times, its spirituality had been slightly improved, and its power had been increased by an unknown amount. This shows that the role of black gold and iron is not insignificant.
"Good boy, this thing actually belongs to you." Suddenly, someone spoke from one side, holding a long sword, and it was he who was about to cut off Mo Tian's arm: "I'll give you a chance, give me the black blood stick,
I will engrave the third texture for you for free, don’t be like some people who don’t know how to appreciate it.”
After the man finished speaking, the old man and the middle-aged man had angry expressions on their faces.
"Yellow Fish, you are too domineering. Are you lawless just because you are a blood pattern master?"
The middle-aged man shouted coldly: "I have already said that the black gold and iron belongs to the guest and will not be given to you. Even if it is integrated into the blood pattern device, it cannot be engraved with you. No matter how hard you force it, it will be useless."
The old man also said: "A junior blood pattern master actually wants to carve a three-pattern blood pattern weapon. Humph, he is overestimating his abilities."
It turns out that this yellow croaker is actually a blood pattern master and cannot touch black gold and iron. I heard that if the middle-aged man wants to smelt black gold and iron, he must rob it.
As a result, he failed to snatch the black gold and iron, so he set his sights on the black blood stick that was fused with black gold and iron. He wanted to engrave the third texture on the black blood stick to turn it into a three-stripe blood pattern weapon.
Originally, the middle-aged man was tempted to let him have his texture engraved, but when he thought about the yellow croaker's character, he categorically refused.
He was worried that after Yellow Fish got the black blood stick, the blood pattern carved on it was fake, and taking it as his own was the real thing.