Under one person: Get the Beiming magic skill at the beginning

Old Liu quickly returned to the food cart and began preparing beef noodles.

Seeing this, the five Quanxing members breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems he's just here to eat.

They exchanged glances, finished eating, and quickly left.

They had all watched the matches over the past two days, and Mo Wen's strength was far beyond what any of them could match.

After all, even two of the four most powerful members of the sect were no match for Mo Wen.

That was the result from six months ago.

Moreover, they also roughly knew that several top experts within the Quanxing sect were preparing to join forces to deal with Mo Wen.

If Mo Wen is not strong, why should those experts be so cautious?

Therefore, these five people had no intention of opposing Mo Wen.

"Gentlemen, why is there no sign of us eating?"

Suddenly, a voice rang out among them.

The five people were so frightened that they almost jumped up on the spot.

Unbeknownst to them, Mo Wen had somehow ended up sitting at their table.

One of the men, wearing glasses and with hair past his ears, quickly gave the other four men a look, signaling them not to make any sudden movements.

Then, forcing a smile, he said to Mo Wen:

"Hello, Lord Mo, we don't speak because of habit. Isn't it said that one should not speak while eating or sleeping?"

Mo Wen nodded and smiled approvingly at him, saying, "That's a good habit."

"Hehe, thank you for the compliment, Lord Mo."

Just when the bespectacled man and the others thought they had fooled Mo Wen...

Mo Wen suddenly said, "You Quanxing people are quite bold. Tell me, where are the others?"

Upon hearing this, the pupils of the five Quanxing members shrank dramatically!

exposed!

Instantly their muscles bulged, and they were about to make their move.

A suffocating pressure, like the deep sea, suddenly enveloped them, accompanied by an indifferent voice reaching their ears.

"If anyone moves, I'll cripple their hands and feet and plant a life-or-death talisman on them."

Upon hearing the words "Life and Death Talisman".

The five people froze instantly, and halfway up they stood, their faces twitched, their expressions conflicted.

They felt the atmosphere emanating from Mo Wen, which made it hard for them to breathe, as if they were trapped in the seabed, a deathly stillness and despair.

They hesitated for a moment.

I sat back down.

The bespectacled man looked grim and said in a low voice, "We have no grudge against you. Let us go, and we'll leave the mountain immediately!"

Mo Wen calmly picked up a skewer of fried squid from the table, took a bite, and said, "Who said we have no grudge? We do."

"But... the ones who have a grudge against you are Yuan Tao, Xia He, and Shen Chong, not us!"

Another person lowered their voice.

Mo Wen controlled his aura, enveloping a certain area, and chewed on an octopus horn: "Who told you to join the Quanxing Sect?"

Does killing Quanxing need a reason?

The man's heart sank immediately.

At this moment, he not only hated Mo Wen, but also those three people.

If it weren't for them, Quanxing... no, how could I have been targeted by the Living Yama!

Mo Wen finished his octopus skewers, put down the skewers, and looked at the five people in front of him:

"But since we've eaten your food, how about this, I'll play a game with you."

“If you lose, I’ll let you go back; if you win, you’ll all die.”

The five men were immediately taken aback; there was actually still a chance for things to turn around!

Mo Wen smiled and looked at Lao Liu, who was cooking noodles on the food cart: "I'll bet on whether your accomplices put scallions in their noodles."

He turned his head and looked at the entire group, including the man with glasses.

A bright smile graced his handsome face.

"Since you Quanxing hate me so much, I must have put a lot of scallions in my noodles."

The atmosphere was created by Mo Wen's malice.

Even with some control over it, the strange people at the nearby tables still felt deeply uncomfortable.

As if being targeted by a predator, it became uneasy, quickly finished its meal, and left.

This left only Mo Wen and Quanxing at Lao Liu's stall.

The five members of Quanxing on the table were praying in their hearts.

Old Liu, you absolutely mustn't put scallions in your beef noodles!

Our lives are in your hands!

"Master, your beef noodles are here."

With a greeting, Old Liu came over carrying a bowl of beef noodles.

In an instant.

The five members of the Quanxing Sect felt their hearts pounding wildly, as if awaiting their final execution.

Old Liu was the same; seeing Mo Wen at the table with his accomplices, he was afraid that something would be discovered.

thump.

Old Liu placed the bowl on the table.

Everyone, including Mo Wen, looked down.

There were no scallions in this bowl of beef noodles.

The five Quanxing disciples' eyes lit up, and they felt relieved.

We survived!

Old Liu, unaware of the reason, assumed his companion hadn't been discovered and prepared to smile as well.

however.

Mo Wen suddenly laughed and looked at Lao Liu, saying, "I don't eat beef."

He immediately raised his right index finger and aimed it at Lao Liu, unleashing the power of the One-Finger Divine Skill.

Puff puff!

Three streaks of blood suddenly bloomed on Old Liu's body.

The six members of Quanxing, including Lao Liu, were stunned.

"Damn it! Let's split up and run!"

The bespectacled man suddenly roared and stood up, running away into the distance.

The other four reacted quickly and fled.

When they saw Mo Wen make his move, they knew that the other party had no intention of releasing them.

He let the five men run away into the distance.

Mo Wen was not in a hurry at all. Instead, he got up, helped Lao Liu up, covered the three bloody wounds on his body, and froze them with the cold air of the Heavenly Frost Fist.

"Shh, take a deep breath, it's okay, dizziness is normal."

Mo Wen, supporting the stiff-bodied Old Liu, spoke in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"Don't be afraid, you won't die. I sealed a few acupoints, but I accidentally used too much force."

Old Liu looked terrified and couldn't even utter a word.

After hearing what Mo Wen said.

He was filled with rage and roaring in his heart.

That was way too strong! It almost pierced my body. Is that what you call strong?!

Mo Wen had a faint smile on his lips, but his expression was very serious.

He said to the passersby, "Don't be nervous, everyone. I am Mo Wen. Those people attacked this boss. I'm taking him to get treatment now."

The others, upon seeing Mo Wen, immediately understood.

"It really is the Lord of the Martial God Hall!"

"Everyone says that Lord Mo is righteous, kind, and benevolent, and he truly lives up to his reputation!"

"Does the Palace Master need any help?"

Mo Wen shook his head and said to everyone, "No need, I'll handle it. Sorry to bother you all. I'll catch those five people and get the boss's losses back."

These remarks were met with widespread approval.

"I knew those five guys were suspicious; they ran off without even paying their bill!"

"Hmph, those people are really bold, daring to act so recklessly in Longhu Mountain."

"Lord Mo, I'm entrusting this Boss Liu to you. I quite like his beef noodles."

"Don't worry, Lao Liu, Palace Master Mo will stand up for you."

Then everyone saw tears streaming down Old Liu's face, and he began to sob.

Everyone clicked their tongues and shook their heads, sighing in amazement.