The most powerful emperor in the city

Chapter 311 Chapter 317 Hypocrite Mo Chen?
Feng Wanlu actually didn't want to give the contribution points to Tian Jun. For some reason, she suddenly had a premonition that these contribution points might eventually be squandered by Tian Jun.

Because Tian Jun may not be able to defeat Lin Yu in tomorrow's battle, this may be a woman's sixth sense that makes her feel this way.

However, as his girlfriend, Feng Wanlu couldn't say anything, for fear of making Tian Jun angry, so she reluctantly handed over the contribution points to Tian Jun.

After Tian Jun got the contribution points, he didn't delay for a moment, and immediately ran to the resource hall to exchange for the pills he could use.

He must forcefully break through to the peak of spiritual art before tomorrow, otherwise, there is little hope of winning against Lin Yu.

The outstanding disciple area, where the environment is the most luxurious, at this moment, a man in a white Taoist robe walked towards the residence at the end with the number 'one' engraved on it.

"Mo Chen, open the door, I want to tell you something very interesting."

The man in white Taoist robe shouted loudly to the door.

This man was Bailang, and his purpose of coming here was naturally to create trouble for Mo Chen.

However, he shouted for a long time, but there was no reply from inside. It seemed that Mo Chen didn't intend to talk to him at all.

"Mo Chen, stop pretending to be deaf and dumb, I know you are at home, open the door quickly, if you don't listen, I'll keep calling here, see if you can bear it or not!"

Bai Lang lifted a stone and sat outside Mo Chen's courtyard, talking and sitting down, as if he was really going to fight Mo Chen.

"Hey Senior Brother Bai, we are about to go to the ranking competition on the red list, why are you so leisurely? Don't you need to practice? I can hear your voice from far away."

A handsome young man came from a distance and said with a slight complaint.

"Yo, who am I? Isn't this He Chong?"

Bailang glanced at the approaching young man, and said in a cold voice.

"Brother Bai, don't talk to me in that cold tone. I, He Chong, am not your competitor. Your competitor is the third, and I am the fifth."

He Chong heard the coldness in Bailang's tone, and quickly explained.

"Of course you are not my competitor. With your more than 130 soul fires, I can defeat you with [-]% of my strength. As for the third place? In my yin and yang eyes, it is nothing more than scum."

Bailang said disdainfully.

"Brother Bai is born with yin and yang eyes, and his talent is stronger than that of the five elements. No one can shake your second place."

He Chong said with a smile.

His words were a little flattering.

But this kind of flattery is not in the right place.

Because what Bailang hated the most was the position of the second child of Wannian. He wholeheartedly wanted to pull Mo Chen from the position of the boss. Unfortunately, he failed in the challenge last year and had to wait another two months before continuing the challenge.

"He Chong, shut your stinky mouth and wait for me for another two months. I will definitely let everyone in Maoshan's inner sect know that Mo Chen's number one will eventually be my Bailang's. He is not invincible!"

Bailang stared and said in a hateful voice.

call out!
Suddenly, a talisman paper flew out from the crack of the courtyard door and hit Bailang directly.

Bailang was startled, and quickly activated his soul fire to resist.

boom!With a bang, Bailang was knocked back more than five steps by the Taoist talisman.

"How is it possible? Mo Dust's strength has actually improved again. I could use my hand to perform this talisman move before, but now I can directly blast me five steps away!"

Bailang's heart was shocked.

"If you don't talk, no one will think you are dumb. You were born with such good conditions as yin and yang eyes, but if you don't take the time to practice, don't be in the red list ranking competition. If you can't even make it to the elimination battle, then It's a shame."

The courtyard door opened with a creak, and a young man about 30 years old walked out from it.

The young man was wearing a luxurious Taoist robe, and his hair was different from others. Others had short hair, but he had long hair in a shawl. With the matching clothes, he looked like a fairy who descended from the sky, handsome and extraordinary!
"Hello, Brother Mo Chen."

When He Chong saw Mo Chen coming out, he hurriedly greeted him respectfully.

There is no way, in the inner gate of Maoshan, Mo Chen is simply the darling of the world. At the age of 30, he has cultivated the soul fire to 170 nine ways. This kind of cultivation speed, He Chong can't catch up even if he flatters him, so he can only please share.

"He Chong? Well, yes, your strength has improved a lot. Come on, try to raise your soul fire to 140 in the ranking battle of the red list, so that you can go further in the ranking battle."

Mo Chen looked at He Chong, and spoke gently, just such a sentence, his demeanor of a master of the sect was fully displayed.

"Yes, I will definitely work hard."

He Chong was very excited. Although he was ranked fifth among outstanding disciples, he deeply understood how big the gap was between himself and Mo Chen. It was very rare to get a word of encouragement from Mo Chen.

"Cut, what are you pretending to be? Isn't it that the soul fire is higher than others? When I reach the same number of soul fires as you, with the advantage of yin and yang eyes, I can beat you into a dog every minute."

Bailang laughed disdainfully.

"Then you go back, first cultivate your soul fire until it has the same amount as me, and then come back. Now I have to retreat and practice. If you dare to disturb me again, don't blame me for being rude."

Mo Chen spoke lightly, not at all angry because of Bailang's words, and he was extremely well-mannered.

"Damn, as expected, I still can't stand the appearance of a hypocrite like you. You obviously want to slap me to death now, but you are still pretending to be reserved. I am so disgusted that I want to vomit!"

Bailang said loudly, from his expression, it can be seen that Bailang and Mo Chen have a lot of conflicts.

"Senior brother Bai, how can you say that about senior brother Mo Chen? Obviously, senior brother Mo Chen is the No. 1 inner sect in Maoshan, but he is approachable to all the juniors and often shares his cultivation experience with everyone. The juniors all admire Mo Chen from the bottom of their hearts. Where is Brother Chen?"

Seeing Bailang slandering Mo Chen there, He Chong couldn't help it for a while, so he jumped out to defend Mo Chen.

"Tch, it's another little lamb who was confused by you. I really feel sorry for these little lambs."

Bailang ignored He Chong's excuse and shook his head sympathetically.

Then he continued: "Mo Chen, let me tell you something. There is a kid named Lin Yu who publicly announced to everyone on the Dou Lingtai today that he will replace you as the number one. How about it? Although you pretend to be a Gentleman, but there are still people who disobey you, are you very angry? Haha!"

Bailang looked at Mo Chen proudly, trying to see a trace of anger on Mo Chen's face, but unfortunately, Mo Chen was still expressionless, showing no emotions.

"It's just what others say, and only you, Bailang, will take it seriously."

Mo Chen said something lightly, then turned around and returned to the courtyard gate.

(End of this chapter)