Song Zhenwei's face was filled with excitement and his eyes widened, waiting to see how Ji Mo would deal with Meng Qi.

The last time Ji Mo killed the six peak spirit emperors of Sheng Ling Academy with two swords was still vivid in his mind. Now that he didn't have the sword in hand, he wanted to see what kind of methods Ji Mo would use.

However, Ji Mo had no intention of taking action.

He shouted loudly: "Dean, what the hell."

Song Zhenwei was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Ji Mo asked him to take action, but when he thought about it, he burst into tears of gratitude.

The scene where I gave in just now was seen by many students. Mr. Ji wanted me to take the opportunity to save my face.

Mr. Ji, you are so considerate!

Song Zhenwei only felt warm in his heart.

"You're just a beast, but you dare to run wild in Langya. Do you really think that Langya Academy is afraid of you and will not be able to form the Seven Evils Alliance?"

He shouted loudly and rushed towards Mengqi bravely, intending to re-establish a tall and powerful image in front of the students.

"Song Zhenwei, are you crazy? You, a small Langya Academy, dare to challenge the majesty of our Seven Evils Alliance."

Meng Qi never expected that Song Zhenwei would be so bold as to dare to attack him.

Don't you know the consequences of offending yourself?

"The person who injured me, Langya Academy, intends to rob my academy's students. Is it still reasonable?"

Song Zhenwei made a strong move and directly took out an imperial weapon, intending to crush his opponent with his strongest posture.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. As long as you dare to confront the Seven Evils Alliance and defeat Meng Qi, the reputation of Langya Academy will definitely become louder.

Anyway, Mr. Ji has spoken, so there is no need to worry, just do it.

Immediately, Song Zhenwei was fighting with Meng Qi.

Ji Mo walked towards Uncle Wang who was injured and lying on the ground.

It is impossible to fight.

As soon as he heard the name of the Seven Evils Alliance, he knew that it was not a good thing. It was definitely a dark force. It would be better to let the dean come out to deal with it. He didn't want to cause trouble.

At this time, Uncle Wang had woken up and felt that his Dantian was broken, his cultivation was completely lost, and his face was full of hopelessness.

As a monk, what you fear most is not death, but losing your cultivation. It feels like falling from the clouds to the dust, which makes people despair.

"Uncle Wang, don't panic, it's not a serious injury."

Ji Mo comforted him softly. In his eyes, as long as he was not on the verge of death, everything else could only be considered a minor injury.

After hearing these comforting words, Uncle Wang's face became even worse.

The Dantian is gone, but it’s not a serious injury. Is there such a comforting thing?

Long on the side rolled his big blue eyes and shook his head repeatedly. He felt that Ji Mo's emotional intelligence was too low and he couldn't even comfort people. Why did Song Weiqian fall in love with such a person? She was wronged.

"Be patient for a little bit, and I'll be able to cure you soon."

After Ji Mo really inspected Uncle Wang's injuries, he began to treat him.

Uncle Wang felt that Ji Mo had no hair on his face and was very unreliable, so he wanted to refuse.

Although he is crippled now, at least he still has his life. If Ji Mo messes with him later, his life may not be saved.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Ji Mo took out a handful of pills and stuffed them into his mouth.

Immediately, Ji Mo took out the silver needle from his arms and started treatment.

"Nine-grade elixir!"

Uncle Wang was stunned and couldn't believe that he had taken so many of these priceless pills at once!

Long's big mouth was filled with laughter. He had never seen someone so bold and aggressive. His eyes were glowing green when he looked at Ji Mo.

I was thinking that I must have a good relationship with Ji Mo in the future and try to get some ninth-grade elixirs to try.

Ji Mo used the Four Elephants Acupuncture Technique, combined with the ninth-grade elixir, to begin repairing Uncle Wang's Dantian.

This process didn't take much time.

Uncle Wang's mind went blank, and he didn't expect that in just half a cup of tea, his Dantian was intact as before, even tougher than before, and his cultivation level had skyrocketed.

Originally he was only at the early stage of the Spiritual Saint Realm, but he was quickly promoted to the peak of the Spiritual Saint Realm.

He was completely dumbfounded. He didn't expect that he would be a blessing in disguise and get a huge opportunity.

"No, I have to ask Ji Mo to give me a needle if I get the chance."

Long Dazui was very jealous. If acupuncture could increase his cultivation level, then he would be willing to be acupuncture every day.

Meng Qi roared one after another, but Song Zhenwei suppressed him and retreated steadily.

He squinted and saw that Uncle Wang, who had been lying in a pool of blood, stood up vigorously, his aura was a bit stronger than before, and he was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out.

What kind of medical skill is this that can repair the broken Dantian in such a short period of time!

And even if the injury is cured, why has his cultivation level increased so much?

Meng Qi was already at a disadvantage, but when he was distracted, his flaw was immediately exposed.

Song Zhenwei seized the opportunity and knocked him to the ground with a single blow.

"Song Zhenwei, just wait for me, this matter is not over yet."

Meng Qi was seriously injured, blood surged from his chest, and a line of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

He got up from the ground in embarrassment, said harsh words, turned around and wanted to leave.

He will report this matter to Sun Zhi as soon as possible, and the Seven Evils Alliance will definitely send experts to kill Song Zhenwei and destroy Langya Academy.

Anyone who dares to offend the Seven Evils Alliance will only die.

"What, you want to leave?"

Ji Mo said calmly, "You injured our Uncle Wang, we can't just let it go."

"Oh, what can you do to me?"

Meng Qi sneered, thinking that Langya Academy would never dare to do anything to him.

"Excuse me, Uncle Wang, and make compensation. Also, tell me honestly what you plan to do by robbing my students."

Ji Mo said, trying to figure out why the other party wanted Lin Mengmeng.

"Who do you think you are, asking me to apologize to a watchdog? You are just wishful thinking."

Meng Qi's face was filled with ferociousness, thinking that this was a deliberate humiliation, asking him, a peak demon emperor, to apologize to an ant, don't even think about it.

As for why the "Heaven-Suppressing Body" is needed, it is of great importance and the reason must not be stated.

"Watchdog?"

Ji Mo had a sullen look on his face. One of his problems was that he didn't like to see anyone being arrogant in front of him.

So, he walked up to Meng Qi and said coldly: "If you dare, say it again."

"Scaring me? So what if I say it a hundred times, look... the door..."

Meng Qi's face was filled with mockery.

But the next second, his expression turned into horror.

Without saying a word, Ji Mo grabbed his collar and pushed his entire body to the ground.

Then, he grabbed Meng Qi's wrist, picked it up, and kept smashing it to the ground.

"Yes, yes, yes, it has to be smashed like this!"

Long Dazui roared excitedly. This was how he was beaten and subdued by Ji Mo in the first place. The sour and refreshing taste still makes his scalp numb and his body cold when he thinks about it now.

This scene shocked everyone present.

When did the peak demon emperor become so weak? He was like a dead dog. He had no room to struggle and was smashed by Ji Mo.
Chapter completed!