Absolute Martial God Emperor

Chapter 37 Deacon's Wrath!
Mo Hong stared at Mo Wufeng coldly.

What he hates the most is when people call him useless and make fun of his talent.

In this inner courtyard, Mo Hong knew what he relied on to get in, he had no way to compare with those real arrogances, so he focused on how to get close to and please those arrogances, rather than cultivation.

It took three years in the Inner Court to finally break through the Innate First Stage, which is really hard to say.

The martial artist in the inner court said he was a waste, he had nothing to say, and he didn't dare to refute, but why did Mo Wufeng say that?

He is just an abandoned son expelled by the Mo family, just a waste who stayed in the third level of Juling for three years, what qualifications do he have to say about himself?

What's more, it was still in front of Lin Wan.

"Trash, if you have the ability, repeat what you just said!" Mo Hong stared at Mo Wufeng with a ferocious expression.

This little bastard used to kneel in front of him and beg for mercy, but today he dares to fight back?After not fixing him for too long, it seems that he has forgotten what fear is!

"What are you doing? Don't you know that fighting is forbidden in Juling Pavilion?"

As if sensing Mo Hong's anger, a deacon came over and said in a cold voice.

Seeing the deacon approaching, the anger on Mo Hong's face immediately subsided, and he put on a flattering smile.

"Deacon, this guy is an outer disciple who sneaked into the Juling Pavilion in the inner courtyard. I'm about to drive him out!" Mo Hong said with a smile.

"Outer door?" The deacon glanced at Mo Wufeng's clothes, and frowned slightly.

"Identity token!" The deacon shouted at Mo Wufeng.

Hearing this, Mo Wufeng casually threw the badge given by Fang Qiong over.

After receiving the waist card, the deacon looked at it carefully, and returned it to Mo Wufeng, turned his head to look at Mo Hong, and said in a cold voice: "He is a disciple of the inner court, who said he is from the outer sect?"

Hearing the deacon's words, Mo Hong and Lin Wan were taken aback, their faces full of disbelief.

"Impossible, Deacon, this trash is Mo Wufeng from the outer sect. He has stayed in the spirit-gathering third level for three years. He is not qualified to enter the inner sect at all. Are you mistaken?" Mo Hong did not give up, and quickly explained .

"Could the identity token be fake? Do you mean that I'm blind?" The deacon's face became ugly.

Seeing the deacon's face turn black, Mo Hong quickly shut up, not daring to continue.

He lowered his head, but there was a storm in his heart. Mo Wufeng actually entered the inner courtyard?How is this possible?

An abandoned son who was expelled from the Mo family, could it be another opportunity created by his father?

"It must be! Otherwise, how could Mo Wufeng be qualified to enter the inner courtyard?" Mo Hong affirmed in his heart.I really didn't expect that his cheap third uncle would actually save a hand for Mo Wufeng.

"Do you still want to practice? Leave if you don't practice, don't disturb others!" While Mo Hong was thinking wildly, the deacon's stern voice rang in his ears.

Mo Hong nodded quickly, and led Lin Wan to the attic on the first floor.

Before leaving, Mo Hong glanced at Mo Wufeng, smiled sinisterly, and said, "Hmph, no matter what method you use to get into the inner courtyard, I promise, you won't be able to stay in the inner courtyard for ten days!"

After all, Mo Hong was too lazy to look at Mo Wufeng again, turned around and disappeared into the attic on the first floor.

Looking at Mo Hong's back, a purple evil light flashed in Mo Wufeng's eyes, Mo Hong, and the Mo family, sooner or later, he will get back all the previous accounts!
"A newcomer who has just entered the inner court? It's better to restrain yourself, this place is no better than the outer gate!" The deacon glanced at Mo Wufeng and reminded him lightly.

"Thank you for the reminder!" Mo Wufeng replied casually, then turned and walked towards the third-floor attic.

Mo Wufeng's attitude made the deacon shake his head, and said to himself: "You are a young man after all, when you are expelled from the inner courtyard, it will be too late to regret it!"

The deacon was about to leave, but when he saw Mo Wufeng's advancing route, he stopped in his tracks, and a look of shock flashed across his face.

"He actually... wants to go to the second floor attic?"

The deacon frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy in his heart.

I just kindly reminded that the newcomers admitted to the hospital should know how to be humble and restrain their arrogance. Even some old people in the inner courtyard would not dare to step into the attic on the second floor. As a newcomer, he wants to try?

"Hmph, thanks to the fact that I helped him out of the siege just now, the mud can't support the wall!" The deacon snorted coldly in his heart.

He regretted stopping Mo Hong now, such a warrior who did not follow his teaching should be kicked out of the inner courtyard.

However, this is not over yet, he suddenly found that after Mo Wufeng arrived at the second floor attic, he still didn't intend to stop, but continued to walk towards the third floor!
"Arrogance, ignorance! How dare you go up to the third floor!" The deacon jumped up in anger. The third floor was a place that even he didn't dare to go up to!

"I was really blind just now, how could I help him?" The deacon said angrily, and now he can't wait to go up and drive Mo Wufeng down.

As a rookie who has just entered the inner courtyard, he wants to go up to the third floor attic. Isn't this courting death?
"I don't have any skills, but I have a lot of courage. How did the inner courtyard recruit such a student?" The deacon asked coldly.

He could reluctantly accept Mo Wufeng's going to the second floor. He only thought that Mo Wufeng was young and frivolous, and when he suffered, he would know to back down!

But Mo Wufeng went to the third floor, he couldn't accept it, he didn't dare to go up, why should a newcomer go up?
court death?If he dared to cultivate on it, he would really be looking for death. There was once a newcomer martial artist who was not tall and thick, but insisted on going to the third floor attic. As a result, when he just started to practice, his meridians exploded due to the surging spiritual power of heaven and earth. And died!
Now, Mo Wufeng is about to follow in his footsteps!
Thinking of this, the deacon folded his arms on his chest and looked at Mo Wufeng with a sneer. He wanted to see what expression Mo Wufeng would have when he died.

On the other side, Mo Wufeng has already arrived at the third floor attic. Compared with the first and second floors, this place is much deserted, and almost no one can come up to this place.

On the third-floor attic, there were only eight training rooms, and Mo Wufeng walked straight to the deepest training room, which was also the place where the spirit-gathering array had the best effect.

"Boom boom boom!"

On the way Mo Wufeng was advancing, the door of a practice room suddenly opened, and a figure flashed out of it, blocking Mo Wufeng's front.

"Newcomer?" A cold voice sounded, as if to question Mo Wufeng.

Mo Wufeng raised his head, a rather handsome face came into view, those dark eyes stared straight at him, as if he was waiting for his answer.

Mo Wufeng nodded, intending to bypass the young man, but the young man was still stuck in the road and did not intend to let Mo Wufeng pass...

(End of this chapter)