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The moment Mo Beichen entered, a dozen people walked out.

The leader was supported by two men and had a face full of fatigue. He looked like a sick person.

He glared at Mo Beichen as if he was his own arch enemy, his body trembling in excitement.

"Mo Beichen, do you still remember me?!"

Clenching his teeth, Fang Yan wished that he could pounce on Mo Beichen and tear him into pieces.

Concentrating all of his attention on the man with the intense aura, Mo Beichen did not even spare a glance for Fang Yan. Only when he reminded her did she randomly glance at him again.

"Why, do I need to remember you?"

If everyone had to remember the kittens and the puppies, wouldn't he die from exhaustion? Mo Beichen didn't even remember to ask him about the grudge between the two of them, so she just casually asked and didn't pay any more attention to him.

Seeing that Mo Beichen actually ignored his existence, Fang Yan almost vomited blood. The blood on his face surged up, making him look as if he had drank a few kilograms of strong alcohol.

"Good, what a good Mo Beichen. You don't remember, do you? Well, I'll remind you!

That day in the mission hall, you mercilessly broke my four limbs and destroyed my dantian. This grudge has always been deeply engraved in my heart.

I want to dismember your body into ten thousand pieces at every moment to vent the hatred in my heart. How dare you act so recklessly when you are the head of the group, and now you dare to be so impudent in front of Lei Mingfeng?

Today, this place will be your grave! "My cousin will avenge me. I want to see you screaming non-stop before you die with a howl of pain …"

Seeing that he was about to get his revenge, Fang Yan's expression turned ferocious as he howled with all his might. The fire of vengeance had been burning in his heart, almost to the point of burning him to ashes.

Seeing his crazed look, Mo Beichen finally had an impression of him, but he did not put him in his heart. For example, should she pay attention to a person who was already crippled?

"It seems that the lesson I've given you is not enough. You still have the courage to shout in front of me."

Mo Beichen smiled and walked forward.

From Fang Yan's point of view, that harmless smile of his was like a Demonic Beast with its mouth wide open. Seeing him walk towards him caused the previously arrogant Fang Yan to turn pale with fright. He hurriedly retreated, almost falling flat on his face out of fear.

A cold killing intent, like a poisonous snake, crawled into Fang Yan's pants and continuously swam around his body. His whole body felt cold, his heart was in his throat, and he felt an unprecedented fear.

"Plop!"

Finally unable to resist the onslaught of killing intent, Fang Yan fell to the ground. His crotch instantly became wet, and a pungent smell filled the air, causing everyone around him to furrow their eyebrows and quickly move away.

The undisguised disdain and disgust on everyone's faces made Fang Yan both embarrassed and angry. He wanted nothing more than to dig a hole and hide inside.

Then, he thought about it, all of this was because of Mo Beichen, which was why he made a fool out of himself, afraid that he would never have the face to be a human again. Anxious, Fang Yan's eyes widened and he fell straight to the ground.

No one cared whether he was really unconscious or just pretending to be.

Being stirred up by him like this, the atmosphere immediately became a little strange.

Other than Yang Yiyun, everyone was staring at Mo Beichen as if they were facing a great enemy, watching his every move closely. If he did anything too extreme, they would immediately join forces and attack him.

"Who gave you the guts to dare act so atrociously in front of me!?" Forget it, why should I bother with a dead man? "Remember, don't be so arrogant in your next life. You must keep a low profile!"

In his heart, he had already given Mo Beichen the death sentence.

"This bastard dared to steal my lines?"

Mo Beichen was furious, this was what he liked to say the most, and now that someone had snatched it away first, it made him extremely unhappy. The more he looked at Yang Yiyun, the more he hated him.

He finally understood why Yang Yiyun had locked onto him the moment he appeared. Killing intent surfaced in his eyes and he looked as if he was determined to kill. After all this time, it turned out that he had crippled his cousin!

Mo Beichen did not care about his revenge, and felt that it was extremely normal.

After beating the small one, the big one came out. The big ones, the old ones. If you beat the old one, then the old one won't die. Wasn't this what was usually written in novels?

Yang Yiyun could not normally be considered as low-key, but he was not as arrogant as Yang Li. In reality, when one's strength reached a certain level, they would naturally develop a pride unique to them.

Just like Yang Li and Wu Qianfeng, it was impossible to judge a person's strength from their appearance alone. Many people had their own trump cards, and their true combat strength would skyrocket all of a sudden. If one was careless because of underestimating the enemy, one would definitely end up suffering in the end.

Similarly, although Yang Yiyun looked like he only had the strength of 10 stages, and was even an existence that was infinitely close to the 11th level, but was he really only this strong?

Forget about the others, even if it was Mo Beichen himself, he definitely could not look at the level he showed. Otherwise, he would not even know what was going on when he was about to die.

To be able to become the eighth ranked core disciple of the Lunar Shadow Peak, Mo Beichen did not believe that he would be easy to deal with.

Without underestimating his opponent because of the increase in his strength, Mo Beichen was on guard. He was prepared to fight until now, and he might be the strongest opponent he had ever faced!

Although Yang Yiyun's body was not as muscular as Wu Qianfeng's and his muscles were not that exaggerated, he still walked on the melee route and was good at fighting with his hands.

His strength was astonishing, and he was valiant in battle, unafraid of death. Combined with his powerful martial skill that could transform into an Armored Steelback Bear, it allowed him to tear apart tigers and leopards, stepping on boulders was as easy as stepping on tofu.

Over the years, Yang Yiyun had relied on his iron fists to forcefully become famous, and earned the title of War Bear for himself.

"This risk was really worth it. I never thought that even the mysterious Battle Bear Yang Yiyun would appear."

"Wow, this is going to be a good show! Mo Beichen is too awesome, even he dares to offend Mo Beichen, I admire his courage! "

"Tsk tsk, what a good show. It really is in the future …"

"My god, I knew that Mo Beichen would not let this go so easily.

Seeing the sparks of fighting intent in their eyes, the spectators that were hiding their tracks were in an uproar.

Although he was afraid of the fame of the core disciples, he couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart. In addition, there was a steady stream of people rushing over from the outside, inciting the crowd to go watch the show. In the end, some of the more daring ones couldn't resist the temptation and secretly arrived at the top of the mountain while taking the risk of being discovered by the core disciples.

Everyone was excited by his words and actions, they hoped that he would cause a bigger commotion, and only then would they feel satisfied.

When they found out that Mo Beichen's first opponent was the famous Yang Yiyun, they were extremely shocked.

Who would have thought that Mo Beichen would be so daring to actually provoke such a ruthless character, causing everyone to uncontrollably break out in cold sweat for him.