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Although their thoughts were correct, they had forgotten that Mo Beichen's fists were not ordinary, it was a pair of terrifying iron fists that could even attack Star Rank Martial Skill!

"If you don't want to be wasted, then bring out your tricks!"

They were fully aware that Mo Beichen would not let them go easily, so they used all of their strength and used their best martial skills.

"Blue Wave Palm!"

Seeing him approach, one of them coldly snorted and struck out with his palm. There was actually a trickle of water on his palm. In just a few breaths, it had formed into a huge stream of water.

The water flow was swift and fierce, it turned into a wave and rushed towards Mo Beichen's side.

Although he was confident that he could surpass them, Mo Beichen did not let down his guard.

Sensing that there was someone behind him, the Thunder Fist that he had prepared immediately flew out. The War Qi surged, and a terrifying might spread out like an erupting volcano. It directly turned around and smashed onto the youth's chest.

"Bam!"

A thunder-like explosion suddenly rang out, as if he had been struck by lightning. His entire body fiercely trembled, and he staggered a few steps back. Finally, he sat down on the ground with blood flowing out of his mouth and nose, and fainted.

Looking at Mo Beichen again, he was only slightly injured in terms of clothes, and not even the skin on his body was damaged.

The entire venue was silent!

"Oh my god, he was directly struck by the Jade Wave Palm, and he actually acted like nothing happened. Am I seeing things?"

"I have never seen anyone below the same level who could withstand the Jade Wave Palm without suffering any injuries. Although his Blue Wave Palm is only at the large success stage, it shouldn't be completely ineffective, right? "

"His defense is too terrifying. Could he have cultivated some high level body tempering martial skill?"

Hearing the exclamations coming from beside his ears, Mo Beichen was secretly pleased.

Of course he wouldn't tell them that the steel body wasn't a martial art, but a martial art. If it was a martial skill, then it could be classified as a star level.

After the incident with the Mighty Devil Ape, the steel body had absorbed some of the Qi Gathering Pill's medicinal effects stored within his body, and it had already risen to the Initial Stage.

Facing a small success stage Body Refinement martial skill, that was only the Mastery Stage Blue Wave Palm. It was simply not enough.

"The second."

After breaking his four limbs, Mo Beichen softly spat out these three words, but they were actually like a towering mountain, firmly pressing down on the hearts of the three people.

Seeing that the two strongest people in the team had lost their fighting capabilities, the remaining three people were immediately flustered. He wanted to escape, but he realized with despair that the only way out had been blocked by Mo Beichen, leaving them no choice but to fight until the end.

Not the slightest bit of surprise. The three people whose strength was one stage lower than Mo Beichen, quickly followed in the footsteps of the other two, and their dantians were crippled with a single palm from.

"What a ruthless method. It seems he is not someone to be trifled with so easily."

"Is he trying to set an example? It had to be said that he'd achieved the goal he wanted. "In the future, those who wish to hit him will truly consider themselves."

Unlike before, everyone treated Mo Beichen as transparent. In front of him, they unrestrainedly spoke words of insult and insult to him. Right now, everyone was whispering to each other, afraid that he would hear something.

"Young man, this old man wishes to advise you that you should let him off the hook and leave him a chance to live his life."

He frowned, seeing how ruthless Mo Beichen was attacking him, the elder who gave out the mission shook his head and warned him.

He looked at the old man in surprise. He obviously knew the whole story, but he did not differentiate between black and white, speaking up for the few people who had ulterior motives, making Mo Beichen's impression of the old man become even worse.

Mo Beichen said in a heavy voice: "Leave a trace? I want it too! But what did Cold Martial Sect leave for me? a month of living and dying like a joke?

"Also, I am Lei Mingfeng's first seat, please recognize your status, do not make a mistake!"

The cold snort was like a clap of thunder, causing the old man's heart to tremble.

Even though he was extremely unhappy, what Mo Beichen said was the truth.

The Cold Martial Sect had not left him with a single thread, forcing him to become the joke of the entire sect in the last month.

Being reprimanded, due to the difference in status, the old man did not disobey Mo Beichen like the disciples who did not know their place, and only exchanged all the points that Mo Beichen deserved.

"Damn old man, you actually dare to contradict me. I will definitely settle this debt with you on the day that I recover!"

Receiving the identity badge with over 900 points, Mo Beichen snorted, his gaze was like ice as he slowly looked at the people around him.

The surroundings were completely silent.

For some reason, when his cold gaze swept over them, everyone felt an inexplicable chill in their hearts, and they couldn't help but shiver.

Everyone subconsciously lowered their heads or looked away.

Only when his figure completely disappeared from the hall did everyone take a breather.

Feeling the sharpness exuding from Mo Beichen's body, the old man looked in the direction where left and fell deep in thought. He muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "This child has changed so much, it's hard to fathom. "Perhaps, a month from now, we might be able to create a miracle …"

Although he had suffered a lot in the mission hall, but in any case, he had still gained some prestige, and allowed the few fellows to receive their due punishment, not to mention that they had suppressed the others to the point that they didn't even dare to breathe loudly, which made Mo Beichen feel extremely satisfied!

"Now that I have gained the points, I can go exchange for pills."

Right now, what he needed the most was Qi Gathering Pill, and it was also an essential item for the War Qi Stage disciples to cultivate.

The Qi Gathering Pill s were not easy to obtain, and everyone cherished them greatly.

Unlike the inner sect disciples who were highly regarded, the disciples of outer sect were only able to get one per month, and everyone hid it like it was a treasure.

"As long as I can exchange for a few Qi Gathering Pill, after the system has optimized it, I can rely on them to break through to the eighth level in one go. When that time comes, Yang Li, we will meet again! "

Having received such an impression from his memories, Mo Beichen clenched his fist until it made a gurgling sound, and his eyes revealed a deep sense of hatred.

Not long ago, Yang Li, who was at the eighth level of the War Qi, was like a mountain, standing high and mighty, pressuring Mo Beichen's heart, causing him to be unable to breathe.

But in just a short span of ten or so days, Mo Beichen had already gained the power to fight him head-on, which couldn't help but cause others to sigh at the fickleness of things in the world.

It was exactly in accordance with the old saying, sooner or later, he would have to repay those who mess around!

Compared to the mission hall, the Alchemy Hall was much more deserted. When Mo Beichen came here, there were only a few people in the entire lobby.

The disciple in charge of exchanging pills seemed to recognize Mo Beichen, and upon seeing him from afar, his face revealed a trace of a malicious smile.