Chapter 131 Zhao Qingyi's Request
"That guy is really scary!" Zhao Qingyi's ruddy lips opened an egg-sized arc.

Covering her lips with her jade hands, she exclaimed.

She watched the battle between Jiang Mo and Ge Fei from the beginning to the end. The two of them fought less than [-] moves, and Ge Fei lost.

"I also saw just now that Ge Fei is an eight-star warrior. And Jiang Mo can defeat Ge Fei within [-] moves. Could it mean that his strength has reached the level of a nine-star warrior?" Zhao Qingyi said incredulously.

"Did he hide his strength during the test?"

Zhao Qingyi recalled that what was shown on the stone pillar just now, Jiang Mo was a four-star martial artist who had achieved perfection.

"It must be hiding his strength, otherwise it would be impossible to defeat Ge Fei." Zhao Qingyi thought for a while.

In this way, it can be explained.

"It's just abominable that he didn't use his martial arts throughout the whole process." Zhao Qingyi clenched her fists angrily.

She originally planned that Jiang Mo could display the agility and martial arts that he used when he climbed the stairs during the battle.

In this way, she can also observe and learn.

However, what he didn't expect was that he easily defeated Ge Fei with less than thirty moves.

"You are defeated!"

These words kept echoing in Ge Fei's mind.

His face was twisted and hideous at times, and he laughed wildly at other times.

He couldn't believe that he was defeated by a new disciple.

At this moment, Jiang Mo's sword tip was on Ge Fei's throat, forcing him to face the immediate crisis.

"In this Martial Arts Academy, you can't kill me, or the instructor won't let you go!" Ge Fei's voice trembled a little.

Facing death, everyone will be afraid, and Ge Fei is no exception.

"Hehe, I really won't kill you today. But you have to remember, the reason why I don't kill you is not because of the prohibition of the Martial Arts Academy, but because we are from the same sect!"

Jiang Mo glanced at Ge Fei coldly, and then slowly said: "I hope you can take care of yourself in the future!"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Mo slowly withdrew the Thunderbolt Sword.

The terrible pressure disappeared, and Ge Fei breathed a sigh of relief, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

He had just walked through the gate of hell, and this experience was very uncomfortable!
When Ge Fei caught a glimpse of Jiang Mo turning around, a look of madness flashed in the depths of his eyes.

In the fight just now, Ge Fei had actually noticed that Jiang Mo's martial arts cultivation was not as good as him.

It's just that Jiang Mo's swordsmanship is too strong, so strong that he can't match it, so it crushes him.

Ge Fei knew in his heart that even though Jiang Mo didn't kill him today, Liang Zi did.

In the future, with Jiang Mo's talent in swordsmanship, he will be able to surpass himself within a year.

"No, I can't let this kid leave alive!" Ge Fei gritted his teeth, raised his arm slightly, and aimed at Jiang Mo.

"Junior Brother Jiang Mo..." Ge Fei called out.

Hearing this, Jiang Mo turned around.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly flew over from Ge Fei's sleeve like lightning.

Seeing this situation, the corners of Jiang Mo's mouth twitched coldly.

"Heaven's evil is still forgivable!"

"Do your own fault, don't live!"

With a wave of the Jinglei sword, the crossbar was in front of him. At this moment, that golden light flew over!
"Ding!"

When the golden light collided with Jinglei Sword, there was a crisp sound.

Taking advantage of that strength, Jiang Mo swung the Thunderbolt Sword.

Immediately, that golden light flew out backwards at a speed ten times faster along the path it came from.

"puff!"

In the blink of an eye, that golden light shot into Ge Fei's head.

Suddenly, a line of blood shot out from his head.

Ge Fei's body fell down straight, and he refused to close his eyes when he was dying.

He couldn't figure out how Jiang Mo reacted.

He would never know that Jiang Mo's spiritual power far surpassed that of his peers.

Before they knew what the power of divine thoughts was, Jiang Mo had already reached the level of second-order divine thoughts.

Every move of Ge Fei was under Jiang Mo's surveillance.

The sneak attack on Jiang Mo was perhaps the most stupid move Ge Fei made in his life.

He attacked Jiang Mo from behind, but was killed by Jiang Mo. Even if this matter was revealed, the Martial Arts Institute would not hold Jiang Mo accountable.

"This little guy is not only talented in martial arts, quick to respond, but also decisive in killing. This kind of disposition is what one must possess to achieve great things!"

In the distance, Bei Lao stroked his beard and said appreciatively.

Just now, Jiang Mo was attacked by Ge Fei, from being flexible to responding to killing Ge Fei in an instant, it was nothing more than a flash.

Zhao Qingyi didn't even see the process clearly, Ge Fei had already turned into a cold corpse.

"This guy is simply too perverted!" Zhao Qingyi covered her lips and couldn't help exclaiming.

After killing Ge Fei, Jiang Mo felt no pressure.

Previously, Jiang Mo had planned to let him go, but he didn't know how to repent and attacked himself.

There is really no need for such a person to stay.

Jiang Mo walked towards Ge Fei, and found that his head had turned into a purple-black color.

The steel needle directly pierced Ge Fei's head and was firmly nailed to the ground.

What was wrapped in that golden light just now was this steel needle.

"This steel needle is a good hidden weapon. If it is caught by surprise, it can also make the enemy suffer a lot." Jiang Mo put away the steel needle.

It should be noted that if it were not for the powerful power of Jiang Mo's divine sense, he would have suffered a great loss under the steel needle just now.

But he can use it against others in the future.

Jiang Mo believed that under the strong Wujun, this steel needle could have an unexpected effect.

After putting away the steel needle, Jiang Mo stood up.

At this time, a pair of flexible and slender legs stood in front of Jiang Mo.

Looking at the beautiful legs that caused endless reverie, Jiang Mo squinted his eyes and looked up at the owner of these beautiful legs.

Zhao Qingyi.

"Excuse me, what's the matter?" Jiang Mo met Zhao Qingyi once, when he was baptized by Yuanli.

"What kind of strength are you that can actually defeat Ge Fei and successfully kill him?" Zhao Qingyi stared at a pair of beautiful big eyes and asked curiously.

She didn't feel anything about Ge Fei's death.

In this continent, the strong prey on the weak and the dead are normal things, even if this is Yunchui Martial Arts Institute!

Jiang Mo could see that there was no malice in her eyes.

"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, does it?" Although she didn't mean anything malicious, Jiang Mo didn't want to waste too much time on her.

"Hmph, forget it." Zhao Qingyi raised her pretty face chicly, and then said, "I have one thing I want to ask of you. I wonder if you can promise me?"

"No."

Jiang Mo directly and flatly rejected Zhao Qingyi's request.

(End of this chapter)

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