Chapter 10 Meeting

"Mr. Mo, good skills, good skills, I am convinced!"

Zu Qianqiu didn't dare to laugh at Mo Yuan, if he hadn't been merciful, if he hit him with the last punch, he might be killed on the spot.

This young man is young, and in terms of kung fu alone, he has already entered the first-class level in the Jianghu, and he is still above him. The Huashan School, hey, is indeed a famous and decent school that has been known for hundreds of years.

Mo Yuan gave a wry smile, cupped his hands at the mafia master and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zu, for accompanying Mo Mo in a trial move, and I will leave."

After all, he picked up his long sword and left in a hurry. It was really embarrassing to be so naked.

When Zu Qianqiu saw Mo Yuan leave, he immediately felt relieved. With this kind of Lengtouqing whose martial arts are far superior to his own, who knows what will happen in the next moment?
Besides, there is no balance between good and evil, he is a master of the underworld, if he is really going to be killed by this kid with a sword, how can he justify it?
"This kid said that he is from the Huashan faction. He appeared in Luoyang at this time. He must have celebrated the birthday of the old man Wang. It seems that the scene three days later, I am afraid that my brother and I will not be able to do it alone. I have to invite a few more people." Helper." Zu Qianqiu said to himself.

But he said that Mo Yuan left the ruined temple, found a family near the left, left a tael of silver, stole a long gown to cover himself, then entered Luoyang City, returned to the inn, and changed back to his own clothes.

"Be more careful next time when you fight with others." Mo Yuan thought to himself that Hunyuan Kung Fu is powerful, but it also consumes too much clothes. He usually practiced Kung Fu on the mountain naked, but he would fight at the foot of the mountain. It's not a big deal to ruin a piece of clothing in just one return.

However, Mo Yuan didn't have a good way to solve it. Although his swordsmanship was good, he couldn't move his fists freely with his long sword, and blood was inevitable.

He didn't come down the mountain to cause trouble, unless he met a big enemy, he wouldn't use his sword.

After going out of the city to fight and then returning to the city, it was already noon, Mo Yuan felt hungry, so he went downstairs to eat immediately.

"Xiaoer, serve three of your favorite dishes and a pot of good tea." Mo Yuan ordered after finding an empty seat.

The waiter responded, and hurriedly went to prepare the meal.

Because of Wang Yuanba's birthday, there are many people from all corners of the country in Luoyang City, and it's time for dinner, and the inns are basically full.

Mo Yuan looked around at these people from the rivers and lakes, but his eyes were darkened. This was his first time going down the mountain, so naturally he couldn't recognize anyone. When he saw Yu Canghai today, someone else pointed him out.

He simply stopped looking around and listened to the chatter of these quacks in the inn.

But recently, nothing major has happened in the rivers and lakes. These people chatted and chatted, and it was nothing more than a matter of how old Mr. Wang passed his life. Listening to this, Mo Yuan became a little impatient, and thought about it on his own. Today's martial arts competition is coming.

Hunyuan Gong cultivation to the ninth level is enough to be among the top masters in the world. He is now at the tenth level, and the ordinary first-class masters are not his opponents at all.

But that's it, the top group of people in the world, whether it's Zuo Lengchan, the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains, or Master Fangzheng, the head of Shaolin, or even Ren Woxing from the bottom of the West Lake Prison, he can't deal with them anymore. Unless he can break through to the No.11 layer of Hunyuan Gong.

But the bottleneck of the eleventh floor is also the bottleneck that all first-class masters in the world can't reach. It is the natural moat that divides the world's top masters from first-class masters, and it is also known as the barrier of life and death.

This bottleneck is to get through the two meridians of Ren and Du. These two meridians, one is in the middle of the body, the other is in the back of the head, and both are the life and death acupoints of the human body. If you are stupid, you will die on the spot, and there is absolutely no reason to save him.

It was a coincidence that Mo Yuan was sent down the mountain this time. Even if he continued to practice on the mountain, he would not benefit much.

"I really don't know how heroic Dongfang Bubai is, who has the ability to overwhelm several top experts..." Mo Yuan thought to himself.

Of course, just think about it, if you ask him to meet him, he won’t dare to go, don’t look at this kid bullying Zu Qianqiu with ease, but when he meets Dongfang Bubai, he probably won’t be able to stop him even with a single shot...

"This big brother invited me, can I share a table?" While Mo Yuan was thinking to himself, a male voice suddenly came in front of him.

Mo Yuan looked up, but he was a handsome young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in brocade clothes, wearing a golden crown on his head, with an aura of wealth and nobility rushing towards his face, he seemed to be a son of some family.

There are no empty tables in the inn at this moment, and Mo Yuan is not a cold-blooded person, so he nodded and said, "It's okay, I'll be alone, you just sit down."

The young man smiled and said, "Ping Zhi thanked this big brother."

He turned his head and shouted to the back again: "Boss Shi, Boss Zheng, come here and take a seat."

Two middle-aged men with rough faces walked over there, and the table for four was full.

At this moment, Mo Yuan ignored the two of them, but looked at the young man in surprise and asked, "You said your name is Pingzhi, how dare you ask your surname?"

Before the boy could speak, a man on the side smiled and said: "My young escort's surname is Lin, he is the grandson of the old man Wang of Jindaomen, and the beloved son of the chief escort of Fuwei Escort Bureau."

Sure enough, unexpectedly, I ran into Lin Pingzhi here.

Mo Yuan suppressed the other emotions in his heart. It was only natural to think about it. Mr. Wang celebrated his birthday. Of course Lin Pingzhi’s family will come. Luoyang City is not big or small. I won’t see you today. Wait for the birthday. See you sooner or later.

"It turned out to be a member of the Fuwei Escort Bureau. I have admired him for a long time. I have met some friends with Mo Yuan, a disciple of the Huashan School." Mo Yuan cupped his hands and said to the three of them.

"Ah, so they are disciples of Huashan School." The two escorts were extremely surprised. Although their Fuwei escort agency is also a well-known brand, it is not reasonable to be inferior to these famous sects.

Escort bureaus are all for business. If you want to go all the way unimpeded, you don't rely on your solid skills, but you rely on the blessing of these famous martial arts masters.

Lin Pingzhi didn't quite understand these things, he hadn't undergone a major change at this time, and he was still a son of a rich family, so he said to Mo Yuan: "Brother Mo is a disciple of Mount Hua, that's really amazing, my father often told me, Huashan School, Shaolin School, Wudang School, all the strengths of the Jianghu School..."

Mo Yuandao: "Little brother, my reputation is too high. My Huashan faction absolutely dare not compare with Shaolin Wudang and Taishan Beidou, the two righteous ways."

He thought to himself, but this Lin Pingzhi can also speak. According to the original records, he is a very kind-hearted, heroic man, with a clear distinction between black and white.

"Brother Mo, it's fate to meet you today, after dinner, can I compete with you?" Lin Pingzhi said excitedly.

He is used to hearing Lin Zhennan say that the masters of the rivers and lakes are powerful, but Fujian is not a place with strong martial arts, and he has never seen it with his own eyes. At this moment, he suddenly met Mo Yuan, and he was naturally delighted to see him.

Mo Yuan also knew that he had no malicious intentions. Thinking about his future fate, he secretly sighed in his heart, but he had some thoughts of awakening this kid to learn martial arts. Then, let's find a quiet place."

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(End of this chapter)

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