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At the same time, he also used various hidden weapons on his body.

In an instant, hundreds of miniature streams of palm force were blasted apart.

However, compared to the thousands of palm strikes, they only used one-tenth of their power.

The remaining streaks of light continued to fall like rain among the crowd.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Like hundreds of hand grenades exploding, a series of booming sounds erupted at the scene, countless plumes of smoke and dust billowed up, and the earthen playground was blasted apart, with rubble flying through the air and dust billowing everywhere.

Fortunately, Mo Wen was just playing around after all.

In addition, the thousands of tiny palm strikes further dispersed the one-tenth of Mo Wen's concentrated power, making his true energy almost invisible.

Even those outer disciples who are not skilled enough will be able to protect themselves.

Even so, it was enough to leave these people covered in dust and dirt.

When the dust settled, what remained was a pitted and uneven ground, and outer disciples who looked terrified and coughed incessantly.

Some people suffered minor injuries, but most were unharmed.

Tang Miaoxing, Zhang Wang, and Tang Qiushan looked grave.

From the moment they shattered those palm strikes, they knew that Mo Wen's move was all show and no substance.

Even so, the fact that he could unleash such exaggerated palm force and disperse it into thousands of miniature palm strikes, and that such exquisite control still shocked the three of them.

"Such terrifying control of force! There are probably only a handful of people in the industry who can do that!"

"We can't win! Even if the three of us team up, we only have a very slim chance of not losing!"

"The title of God of War is truly well-deserved!"

It's not just the three elders.

Those Tang Clan disciples who had been shattered by the miniature palm strikes and were covered in dust all showed deep shock on their faces.

"So powerful! Is this the strength of a Martial God?" Tang Wenlong said, his voice trembling slightly.

He had just deflected more than twenty miniature palm strikes in succession, while also helping his fellow disciples dodge the palm strikes.

However, he still took several blows from the palm strikes.

Thanks to the protection of the poisonous miasma, otherwise it would have been more than just a minor injury.

Tao Tao was also shocked and incredulous.

"A single palm strike splitting into a thousand strands still possesses such immense power..."

"Martial God, this is Mo Wen, the Martial God!"

Unlike Tang Wenlong, she was not injured because of her good strength and cultivation.

One can be awestruck by the power displayed by Mo Wen.

Meanwhile, Tang Tingting, whose face was wrapped in bandages, also looked utterly shocked.

"Holy crap... what was I doing before...?"

Judging from Mo Wen's current abilities and cultivation level, if he had been displeased, he could have easily killed her and all the Tang Clan disciples present without lifting a finger.

"No, I have to apologize afterwards... Brother Long, you saved me again!"

When Tang Tingting saw Tang Wenlong's back in front of her, her eyes immediately filled with love.

"Hurry up and leave, don't linger here!"

Tang Wenlong suddenly shouted, "We're only a burden to Master Tang and the others here!"

"it is good!"

"I can't believe I even considered helping Master Tang just now! Where did I get the guts?!"

"Go, go, go!"

A large group of Tang Clan disciples hurriedly ran towards the nearby woods.

They had absolutely no intention of offering to help.

Until a large group of disciples left.

Only the three elders of the Tang Clan and Mo Wen and his group of four remained on the vast playground.

Tang Miaoxing then spoke up, "Palace Master Mo, are you going to demolish our school?"

Mo Wen smiled faintly: "No matter how much is damaged today, I will pay for it at the original price."

He has nothing else but a lot of money.

"Alright, let's continue!" Tang Miaoxing said in a deep voice. Mo Wen's victory just now had truly stirred the old sect leader's blood.

But the more his fighting spirit rose, the calmer his demeanor became.

Zhang Wang and Tang Qiushan, standing to the side, did the same.

This is the Tang Clan: calm, secretive, and never revealing a flaw due to emotions.

Mo Wen looked at the three elders, a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"Let's take advantage of this rare opportunity and hunt in the woods."

"After all, that's your home turf."

"Speak," Mo Wen said, and in a flash, he appeared more than a hundred meters away.

With another step, another hundred meters were moved.

They disappeared into the jungle in a short while.

Tang Miaoxing and the others were shocked by Mo Wen's speed and agility, but they also felt a sense of anger at being underestimated.

"go!"

The three of them hurried into the woods at the same time.

When they also entered.

After a long while, three figures emerged from the edge of the playground.

One of them looked at the devastated playground with a horrified expression: "This is Mo Wen's method? Xiao Ding, can you handle it?"

Beside him, the tall Ding Shian looked on with burning eyes: "Whether it works or not, I'm going to give it a try!"

After saying that, he disappeared and headed into the jungle.

Xia Liuqing and Mei Jinfeng exchanged a glance. There was nothing they could do but go together.

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at the same time.

Zhang Chulan and her group, who had entered the jungle, also saw and heard the commotion.

Zhang Chulan turned around and saw hundreds of white meteors. His face showed shock: "They're here, they're here! Big brother used that move again!"

"What kind of move is this?"

Upon seeing this, Wang Ye opened his mouth wide and subconsciously asked a question.

Zhang Chulan grinned and said to Wang Ye and Lu Linglong, Lu Lin and the others who were also shocked by the countless meteor shower, "It's the move that Brother Mo used on Longhu Mountain, where he fought against a hundred people and broke through the ambush of hundreds of Quanxing."

Upon hearing Zhang Chulan's words, everyone present remembered.

Mo Wen's most famous achievement.

When faced with a hundred masters from the Quanxing Sect surrounding him at Longhu Mountain, he not only did not flee, but instead forcefully defeated them, and to this day, most of them have disappeared without a trace.

He is suspected of being murdered or arrested.

When faced with the ambush by Quanxing, Mo Wen used the very move shown before him.

Rumble!

A series of explosions rang out from afar.

Even when they were almost a kilometer away, they could still feel the ground beneath their feet trembling slightly.

"Wow... Master Mo is awesome!"

Wang Ye couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

He couldn't possibly create that kind of commotion, unless, of course, the method of using the Qimen Dunjia (a form of divination) was used.

But it's by no means easy.

"Strange, why haven't those people arrived yet after so long?"

Lu Lin said with some doubt.

They had gone ahead and escaped into the jungle.

But this is ultimately Tang Sect's territory, an away game for them. Given Tang Sect's speed, they should all have arrived by now.

Wang Zhenqiu smiled and put his hands on his hips, looking in the direction they had come from.

"Perhaps, they are being taught a lesson by Palace Master Mo."

"After all, such a wide-ranging tactic shouldn't have been used only against the three elders of the Tang Clan, right?"

Wang Zhenqiu's words reminded everyone present.

You know what, it's true.

Zhang Chulan's heart skipped a beat. "Brother, don't be too aggressive. If you take down all the other disciples, how will the people from Tianmen dare to come in..."

Fortunately, Zhang Chulan's worries were unfounded.

Within minutes, they heard footsteps coming from outside the woods.

They are getting closer and closer to them.

"coming!"