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

Before the man with the pot lid could understand what this meant, several people jumped out of the woods and surrounded Mo Wen, Lu Linglong, Wang Ye, Zhang Chulan, and the others.

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Chapter 437 The Tang Clan disciples were shocked; they were too weak, not even showing any intention of fighting.

A large group of people suddenly emerged from the woods.

They surrounded Mo Wen, Lu Linglong, Zhang Chulan, and the others.

When the man with the bowl cut saw this, he panicked: "No, Brother Fei Xiong, what are you doing? Lord Mo is a distinguished guest of Master Tang and Master Wang!"

The leader was a burly man with a buzz cut, who smiled slightly and said, "Of course I know."

"Palace Master Mo, we absolutely did not mean to offend you. I will take you directly to see Master Tang and the people around you. However, we would like to have a few more words with Zhang Chulan. Is that alright?"

Liu Feixiong said politely.

He was certainly not an ungrateful person; even if he wanted to teach Zhang Chulan a lesson, he would never ruin Tang Sect's affairs.

It's even less likely that they would offend Mo Wen.

The man with the bowl cut looked at the red-haired man in the crowd. The red-haired man shook his head helplessly. He had tried to persuade him, but there was nothing he could do.

"Big brother..." Zhang Chulan looked to Mo Wen for help.

If there were other people around, it would be fine, but if he were left alone here, his fate would be absolutely tragic.

Moreover, the person in charge of this visit to the Tang Sect was Zhang Chulan.

If he didn't see Tang Miaoxing, then this trip would have been a waste, because Lu Linglong and Lu Lin didn't know the inside story and wouldn't know how to ask.

As for Feng Baobao, there's even less reason to count on her.

I should be thankful that my secrets aren't revealed to others.

Wang Ye, Lü Liang, Lu Linglong, Lu Lin, and Wang Zhenqiu all looked at Mo Wen.

We await Mo Wen's decision.

At the same time, there were also Tang Clan disciples such as Liu Feixiong.

Mo Wen glanced at everyone, and finally focused his gaze on Liu Feixiong and the others.

“If it’s something else, or if you’re just trying to cause him trouble, I have no objection. In fact, I’d even like to see this kid suffer a bit.”

"But not this time."

Mo Wen smiled faintly and said, "To be frank, your behavior this time is like that of children who have discovered your shortcomings but are unwilling to face them, and only want to regain their self-esteem by bullying the weak."

"It's kind of cute, and also quite funny."

The expressions of Liu Feixiong and the other Tang Clan disciples changed; they hadn't expected Mo Wen to say such a thing.

"Even if you are Palace Master Mo, the Martial God Mo, you can't talk to us like that, can you?" Liu Feixiong's expression was a little unpleasant, but he still said stubbornly.

"Yes, I've touched a nerve. I apologize in advance."

Mo Wen nodded, then added, "Your Tang Clan are assassins, highly efficient and secretive killers."

"But to me now, you're more like thugs who only know how to throw darts and use poison."

"Oh right, he's still a thug with a childish side."

As Mo Wen said, he found Tang Sect's actions against Zhang Chulan quite ridiculous.

Instead of facing their own shortcomings, they try to find excuses elsewhere to avenge their companions, rather than confronting their own weaknesses, reflecting on themselves, and improving themselves.

Such behavior is utterly laughable in the Tang Clan, a sect whose main profession is assassination.

At least in Mo Wen's view, the Tang Clan's education of its disciples over the years has been substandard.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Mo Wen.

The main reason is that he promised to protect Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao, and also accepted Lao Nong Gong, which is a divine spirit.

The baby was growing inside him, and it was almost fully formed.

Mo Wen believes in fair trade: you pay, I do the work.

He said he would protect Zhang Chulan and he would do so within his capabilities. The current encirclement by this group of Tang Sect disciples is a challenge to his authority.

Unfortunately, these outer disciples of the Tang Clan were pitifully weak.

They didn't even have the interest to ask Mo Wen to take action.

I wanted to use my words to persuade them to go back to their original stance.

But the results didn't seem to work very well.

That's exactly what happened.

If you say their actions are ridiculous, they can still tolerate it.

But later they were described as thugs, childish thugs, lacking any of the qualities of assassins.

This was immediately unacceptable to Liu Feixiong and the other outer disciples.

"You actually said we were like thugs?"

Even if you're my idol, I will never forgive you for saying something like that!

"Waaah... Idol, how could you say that to me..."

The reaction of these outer disciples was somewhat unexpected by Mo Wen and his group.

"Hey, I thought they'd get angry and attack us, but this is all?"

Wang Zhenqiu touched his chin in surprise. These outer disciples were just expressing their dissatisfaction?

"Wow, even the Tang Clan has Mo Ye's fans?" Wang Ye's eyes widened in disbelief.

Lu Liang calmly said, "What's so strange about that? The vast majority of the younger generation in my Lu Family Village are fans of Brother Mo. Besides, even if they weren't fans, would they dare to lay a hand on Brother Mo?"

Lu Lin crossed her arms and nodded slightly.

"Youdao..." Before he could finish speaking, a woman's angry voice suddenly rang out from the crowd: "I don't care! So what if you are the Martial God of the Martial God Hall? Today I'm going to teach Zhang Chulan a lesson. If you dare to stop me, I'll beat you up too!"

"Crush it all!"

The next second, the woman who spoke tossed her hands, and invisible threads enveloped Mo Wen and the others.

Upon seeing this, Liu Feixiong, the pot-cut man, the red-haired man, and the other Tang Clan disciples were all taken aback.

"Tingting, stop! Are you crazy?!"

Even Liu Feixiong never considered taking action against Mo Wen.

After all, they came to visit, and their record is outstanding; their fighting ability is on par with that of the top masters in the industry!

Their status and power are even greater than that of the Tang Clan!

Wouldn't it be asking for trouble to resort to violence?

Besides, what they said wasn't wrong. They were just too embarrassed to admit it and wanted to avenge their fellow disciple Tang Wenlong.

So even though Liu Feixiong was insulted, he was just embarrassed and had absolutely no intention of taking action.

Unexpectedly, Tang Tingting, who is obsessed with love, actually dared to take action.

Just as Liu Feixiong and several other Tang Clan disciples were about to stop Tang Tingting and sever the hidden threads...

Suddenly, the invisible line in mid-air disappeared without anyone noticing.

Immediately afterwards, a calm voice came from behind the group.

"Girls shouldn't get angry easily, it's easy to get acne and even nodules, don't you think?"

Tang Tingting stared in disbelief at the hand reaching out from the side, the palm holding the hidden line she had just thrown.

When she turned her head again, she saw that Mo Wen was already standing beside her.

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"you!?"

Tang Tingting stood there stunned, staring at Mo Wen in disbelief.

When did he arrive?!

And the hidden thread in his palm, wasn't that the one he just threw out?

When was it taken away? I didn't even notice!

Not only Tang Tingting was shocked, but Liu Feixiong and everyone else were also stunned.

"So...so fast!" A bead of cold sweat trickled down Liu Feixiong's temple. He hadn't noticed anything unusual during what had just happened, but he was certain that he hadn't blinked or lost focus.

However, Mo Wen still seemed to teleport, or appear as a frame skipping in a video.

Suddenly appearing beside Tang Tingting, even the countless hidden lines were gathered up and neatly arranged in Mo Wen's palm.

"Brother...did you see what Brother Mo Wen did just now?"

Lu Linglong swallowed hard, a look of shock appearing on her beautiful face.

Lu Lin looked serious and shook her head slightly: "No, I can't even see a shadow."

"Wow... Brother Mo's movement skills are amazing!"

Wang was also speechless. Like Lu Lin, he couldn't see any trace of her movements at all; it was as if she had suddenly teleported away.

Lu Liang, hands in his pockets, said calmly, "What's so surprising? Isn't this basic stuff for Brother Mo?"

Judging from his appearance, it seemed as if it wasn't Mo Wen who had shocked everyone with his move, but rather him.

He surprised everyone with his skill.

Mo Wen felt the effect was not bad; at least it should be able to calm down the woman named Tang Tingting in front of him.

He doesn't really like noisy women.