Mo Han waved his hand and looked at Chen Song and Shi Meng on the ground. He smiled and said,""Thank you for sparring with me. We'll continue next time!”
When the dying Chen Song heard these words, his eyes went black and he directly fainted. He was completely angered.
The remaining two people hurriedly got up. Without a word, they carried Chen Song and Shi Meng on their backs, turned around, and ran, afraid that Mo Han would ravage them as well.
In response, Mo Han smiled and did not mind.
Only by casting a long line could one catch a big fish. If they were frightened all of a sudden, who would dare to give them points again?
Thinking of this, Mo Han shook his head and returned to his room. He sat cross-legged and began to cultivate.
Wudang, Zhang Sanfeng, and the Wudang Six Heroes were all pretty good.
Even though Mo Han could not cultivate previously, he was still very friendly to him.
However, when it came to the third-generation disciples, because of Song Qingshu, they had formed cliques and private businesses, and many scums had appeared.
It could be said that Song Qingshu had ruined a pot of porridge.
If Song Qingshu wasn't crippled, Wudang would definitely lose their integrity in their later years!
At the same time, when Shi Meng saw that Mo Han did not catch up, he heaved a long sigh of relief, feeling as if he had just survived a disaster.
He touched his forehead, which was already covered in cold sweat.
The other two disciples were the same. Their faces were pale and they were completely frightened.
Only the pitiful Chen Song was still unconscious, his life or death unknown.
"Brother Shi, let me send you back first.”Ye Feng carried Shi Meng and said.
"No, we can't go back." Shi Meng shook his head when he heard this. He was going to look for Eldest Senior Brother directly. Yes, he was going to look for Eldest Senior Brother!”
"What about Senior Brother Chen? Do you want to send him for treatment first?"
Another person spoke. He was very worried. After all, Chen Song's injuries were really a little too serious. Whether he could survive or not was a problem.
Shi Meng mused for a moment, and a hint of viciousness flashed across his eyes. He could not wait for Chen Song to die so that he could ascend. He simply said,"There's no need. With Senior Brother Chen's injuries, only Eldest Brother can save him. Let's go together!”
"Yes, sir!"
The two of them nodded and immediately carried the heavily injured Shi Meng and the unconscious and dying Chen Song to Song Qingshu's residence.
The rules of Wudang Sect were strict. Even the arrangement of the residence was orderly.
From top to bottom, it was the residence of Zhang Sanfeng, the residence of the Wudang Seven Heroes, and then the third generation disciples.
Among them, Song Qingshu's residence was the best, right next to the Wudang Seven Heroes.
After all, as the only son of Song Yuanqiao and the eldest senior brother of the third generation of Wudang, Song Qingshu was doted on by everyone. His identity and status were very unusual.
Seeing the four of them approach, Song Qingshu, who was drinking, had a cold expression on his face. He said coldly,"What's going on?"
"Senior Brother Song, you must help us!”
Shi Meng said with a sobbing tone and an indignant expression,"Senior Brother Chen Song and I thought that Mo Han had been disrespectful to you, so we decided to teach him a lesson. Unexpectedly, this fellow actually killed him, causing Senior Brother Chen to fall unconscious. I'm also heavily injured. I don't know how long I'll need to lie down to recover…"
"What is it? You're saying that it was Mo Han, that good-for-nothing, who made a move and beat you guys up like this?”Song Qingshu was a little confused."Isn't he a good-for-nothing with no internal energy?”
"Senior Brother Song, I don't know what's going on. Mo Han, that fellow, pretended to be a pig to eat a tiger. Not only did he have inner energy, but he had also reached the second-rate realm. His strength was not bad.”
Shi Meng cried out with a bitter expression, feeling very aggrieved in his heart.
He had originally planned to bully a good-for-nothing who had no internal energy. In the end, he did not expect that the other party was actually an expert who pretended to be a pig to eat a tiger and almost crippled him.
"Second-rate realm!"
Song Qingshu's expression was extremely cold as he said word by word,""Even so, you are no match for him. But how could Chen Song, a dignified first-rate expert, be so miserable? Is he dead or alive?"
"Senior Brother, although that kid is only at the second-rate realm, he knows the sect master's ultimate technique, Taiji Fist!”Shi Meng said helplessly with a bitter expression,
"It's even more infuriating. That brat Mo Han even used Senior Brother Chen to practice, so Senior Brother Chen became like this.”
"What is it? He also knows the Taiji Fist of the Great Master!"
Hearing this, Song Qingshu stood rooted to the spot, his face filled with disbelief.
"No, this is impossible! The true essence of Taiji is profound and profound. Even my father would find it difficult to grasp it, let alone him.”
Song Qingshu shook his head in disbelief. He immediately stepped forward to check Chen Song's injuries, and his expression became even uglier.
"Most of these wounds are caused by borrowing strength. It's amazing. Could it be that he really knows Taiji Fist?”
" Yes." Shi Meng nodded decisively." It's absolutely true. We saw it with our own eyes."”
"Yes, Eldest Senior Brother!" The other two also spoke up.
Song Qingshu nodded. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his heart was filled with complicated emotions.
Jealousy, anger, and…unconcealed killing intent!
The founder of Wudang, Zhang Sanfeng, was nearly a hundred years old, but he was still vigorous and had a longer lifespan than most of the elderly.
By the time Zhang Sanfeng abdicated, his disciples were all old.
Therefore, the next Wudang Sect Leader would not be one of the Wudang Seven Heroes. On the contrary, it was very likely that the next Wudang Sect Leader would be one of the third generation disciples.
Logically speaking, as Song Yuanqiao's only son and the eldest senior brother of a third-generation disciple, he, Song Qingshu, shouldn't refuse.
But now, Mo Han had actually comprehended the true essence of Taiji and even mastered Taiji Fist. He was only fourteen years old, but he was already a second-rate expert!
With such talent, it was very likely that she would snatch his position in the future. This made Song Qingshu furious and difficult to accept.
"Good, good Mo Han, you hid it well. He was obviously so talented, but he pretended to be a good-for-nothing who couldn't cultivate. He was really ambitious!”
Song Qingshu shouted angrily, his killing intent unconcealed.
When Shi Meng saw this, his eyes lit up, and he immediately said,"Senior Brother Song, there must be something strange going on. Mo Han's actions, could it be a gap sent by the Demonic Sect?”
Song Qingshu grinned and nodded.""Brother Shi, you are right. I'll gather the disciples now and go capture the thief Mo Han!”
At this moment, what he needed the most was an excuse, an excuse to get rid of Mo Han!
As for whether or not Mo Han was a spy of the Demonic Sect, this was not important at all!
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