A group of disciples of the Nangong family are teaching foreign disciples.
The leader was a tall, thick-browed young man with tiger eyes.
This person's name is Nangong Xiong, his cultivation level has reached the sixth level of Xiantian, and he is somewhat famous among the younger generation.
It's not that he is very powerful, but that he is arrogant and domineering and has a bad reputation.
Beside him, there was an extremely charming girl named Nangong Mei, who was also not a kind person.
"Yang Li, don't be ignorant. Others have handed over their secret books for us to choose first. Why don't you hand it over?"
Nangong Mei said arrogantly.
In the corner, several foreign disciples all turned pale and stayed where they were, not daring to move.
They handed over all the secret books they had worked so hard to select.
If they don't hand it over, Yang Li will be their fate.
At this moment, a tall young man was lying on the ground, twitching in pain.
"I picked out "Bone Refining Fist" with great difficulty. It's just a low-grade magical power. You don't like it at all, so why are you still trying to snatch it away?"
Yang Li got up and gritted his teeth.
"In a word, I like it."
Nangong Xiong smiled coldly.
There is no reason at all, they just bully you, so what?
Who made you lowly foreign disciples?
"Senior Brother Yang, just hand it over."
In the corner, a fair-skinned boy who looked like a weak scholar said timidly.
"Look at Su Zhe, even if he is a dog, he should be more enlightened than you."
Nangong Xiong pointed at the fair boy and laughed.
"Su Zhe, you are doing well. I will take you home later, and you will be my watchdog from now on, hehe..."
Nangong Mei smiled, not treating Su Zhe as a human being at all.
Su Zhe didn't dare to say anything, and his face turned even paler.
If they, the foreign disciples, are not protected, what difference will they make to dogs?
It's not like he didn't resist.
But the result was that he was beaten until he couldn't get out of bed for three months.
"you……"
Yang Li clenched his fists tightly and his whole body was shaking with anger.
He is angry!
He is frustrated!
Why is fate so unfair to them?
"Are you unhappy? Then get out of Nangong's house. Foreign dogs like you are not welcome here."
Nangong Xiong smiled coldly.
Immediately, he grabbed it with his big hand and snatched the secret book from Yang Li's hand.
Yang Li wanted to resist, but was punched and kicked by several disciples of the Nangong family, making him unable to take care of himself.
After Nangong Xiong took the secret book, he sneered: "Only poor people like you can practice such rubbish magical powers as "Bone Refining Fist"."
Yang Li was born into a poor family and had little capital to cultivate advanced supernatural powers.
The more advanced the magical power, the greater the consumption of elixirs.
Under Tongxuan, it is difficult to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth independently.
If you want to practice magical powers and break through realms, you have to consume a lot of pills.
A child from a poor family like Yang Li simply cannot support such consumption.
However, a low-grade magical power like "Bone Refining Fist" has very little tolerance for elixirs.
As long as you put in enough effort, you will be rewarded.
This is originally a positive virtue.
But in Nangong Xiong's view, it became a shame.
"Foreign dogs, if you want to get back the secret book, crawl over here on your own."
Nangong Xiong threw the secret book on the ground and stepped on it.
Seeing this, Qin Mo immediately became angry.
He is also a disciple of a foreign race, and he also comes from a small place.
He can empathize with Yang Li, Su Zhe and others.
He knew that there was a chain of contempt and discriminatory eyes everywhere in the Nangong family.
But Nangong Xiong went too far this time. It was simply insulting his character.
"Huh? Why is there a foreign dog hiding on the third floor?"
As soon as Qin Mo walked out of the stairs, he was discovered by a disciple of the Nangong family.
"Come down from the third floor?"
Nangong Xiong's eyes were like lightning, and he locked eyes with Qin Mo instantly.
Yang Li, Su Zhe and others also looked at Qin Mo in shock.
You know, the third level is taboo for foreign disciples!
Although there is no explicit rule that foreign disciples are not allowed to enter the third level, this is already a common rule.
Because in everyone's opinion, the third level is reserved for the disciples of the Nangong family.
You, a foreign disciple, are you worthy of entering the third level?
Seeing Qin Mo coming down from the third floor, the disciples of the Nangong family were all very angry.
"Foreign dog, hand over the secret book in your hand, quickly!"
A short, fat boy yelled angrily.
He stepped forward in a few strides and reached out to grab it.
Snapped--
A crisp slap sounded throughout the entire second-floor hall.
The short, fat boy was immediately thrown out, smashing the bookshelf nearby.
"You are not allowed to take what I won't give you."
Qin Mo's face was cold and his eyes were extremely sharp.
The entire Tianwu Pavilion fell silent for an instant.
Nangong Xiong, Nangong Mei and others all opened their eyes wide, thinking they were dazzled.
Yang Li, Su Zhe and other foreign disciples were even more frightened on the spot.
No foreign disciple has ever dared to hit anyone in Tianwu Pavilion.
and.
Those who were beaten were still disciples of the Nangong family.
"Is this kid crazy?"
Su Zhe's fair face became even paler.
"I quite admire him!"
When Yang Li saw the Nangong family being severely punished, he just said one word, "It's great!"
"Little beast, how dare you hit someone from the Nangong family?"
Nangong Xiong was furious.
The entire Tianwu Pavilion seemed to be trembling.
"How dare you bite your master like a dog? Is that okay? Brother Xiong, you must teach this bitch a lesson."
Nangong Mei said in shock.
But as soon as she finished speaking, a figure roared towards her.
"Who are you calling a dog?"
Qin Mo slapped her in the face.
A bloody palm print appeared instantly.
Nangong Mei screamed, and the secret books she had snatched from her hands immediately fell to the ground.
"You, you dare to ruin my appearance?"
Nangong Mei took out the mirror and looked at it, she was so angry.
Her face is what she is most proud of.
In terms of cultivation, she is not ranked high.
Just because of this face, Nangong Xiong was fascinated and went around doing evil things for her.
But now that her appearance has been ruined, can Nangong Xiong still like her?
"Little beast, I'll kill you!"
Nangong Xiong took action in anger.
He punched out, and a black shadow appeared behind him, like a god and demon, with murderous intent.
"Invincible King Fist?"
Qin Mo's expression changed slightly.
He had just studied this magical power, and it was more than brave, but not very changeable.
Besides.
Nangong Xiong is just beginning to develop his boxing skills, and has no other characteristics apart from being fierce and powerful.
This kind of boxing technique is okay for scaring others.
But in front of Qin Mo, it had no effect at all.
"Get down here!"
Qin Mo slapped it with one palm.
Without any false moves, he just relied on the powerful spiritual root power to directly smash the Undefeated King Fist.
"ah……"
Nangong Xiong screamed, and the shadows of gods and demons behind him were instantly shattered.
Thumb! Thumb! Thunk!
He took three big steps back in a row and was beaten until his energy and blood were exhausted.
"This guy defeated Nangong Xiong's Undefeated King Fist with just one palm?"
Seeing this scene, Yang Li, Su Zhe and others all took a deep breath.
When did such a fierce person appear among the foreign disciples?