Global Samsara: Sorry, I’m the BOSS.
46 Mr. Mo

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" A few floating clouds, occasionally touching water, and casually flying across the autumn river…"

Mr. Mo was a straightforward person. Without saying a word, he really played the song " Xiaoxiang Night Rain ".

"What a good song. A song that breaks one's liver and intestines. Where can I find a bosom friend in the world?”

Chen Yu secretly cursed.

In any case, Mr. Mo would definitely not understand the origin of this sentence.

"You really know how to play the zither."

Mo Da was startled and looked at Zhi Yin.

"Not really. This is just a polite remark. I really can't tell what's good about it.”

Pouring a cup of tea for Mister Mo, Chen Yu said,""Here's a cup of tea for the old gentleman.”

"No!"

Mr. Mo snorted, picked up the teacup, and downed it in one gulp.

"This favor is indeed not easy to help. It's fine if you don't want to help.”

Chen Yu smiled and didn't seem to take it seriously.

"…Then why are you looking for me?"

Mr. Mo was stunned. Unable to suppress his curiosity, he asked again.

"Ordinary people can't do this. There are less than five people in Hengyang City who have this ability. The old mister is one of them."

"Kid, you have good taste. How about this, if you acknowledge me as your master, I will help you.”

"You can't beat me, yet you want me to be your master?”

Chen Yu shook his head.

"Nonsense, this old man is not Tian Boguang.”

"Then let's try a few swords. If you lose, do me a favor. If I lose, I'll take you as my master. How about that?”

"Hmph, this old master is very picky when it comes to accepting disciples. You…are just so-so."

Mister Mo thought about it and felt that this was fair.

"Make your move."

Mr. Mo was actually an old tsundere.

Chen Yu was also somewhat speechless.

"Good!"

Mister Mo waved his right hand, and in a flash of green light, a thin long sword shot out from the bottom of the Hu Qin.

The long sword flicked in the air and turned into specks of light, like a dream.

Hundred Changes, Thousand Illusions, Mount Heng Cloud Thirteen Moves!

Almost at the same time, a white light flashed.

Like a bolt of lightning, he arrived in front of Mo.

Ding, ding, ding. The sound was continuous, like a storm.

"Thank you!"

After five moves, Chen Yu smiled faintly and returned his sword to its sheath.

Mo Da's martial arts were obviously a level higher than Yu Canghai's.

If he used his movement technique, the Mount Heng Sword Style would be ever-changing, and Mr. Mo would probably be able to withstand a few more moves.

Unfortunately, this time, he was going to sit still and fight.

His advantage was fully displayed, and he could completely break through ten thousand techniques in one move.

"Hmph, what do you want to do? My old bones will take it."

Mr. Mo grunted. He had already moved a few meters away and said coldly.

The Golden Basin Washing Hands was about to be held, and the teahouse was basically filled with Jianghu people.

When he saw the two of them fight, he could not help but look over.

The noisy teahouse fell silent for a few seconds.

At this moment, after seeing that Chen Yu and Mister Mo had finished their competition, they returned their swords to their sheaths.

Instantly, it boiled.

"F * ck, this sword technique, this sword technique…"

"Immortals fighting? I'm dazzled!"

"Their martial arts are definitely not inferior to mine.”

"Be careful with your words. That old mister seems to be Mister Mo of Xiaoxiang Night Rain. You have a 50 - 50 chance of winning against the Sect Leader of Mount Heng?”

"The sword is hidden in the zither, and the sword is playing the zither! It's indeed him!"

"What? Motherf * cker! Pretend I didn't say anything."

"That's not right. Mister Mo is one of the top experts in the Five Mountain Sword Sect.”

"Who is this young hero?"

After being reminded, many people recognized Mr. Mo.

The public discussion turned into whispers.

After all, losing wasn't a very honorable thing.

He still had to give face to the dignified Sect Master of Mount Heng!

"I am Lin Pingzhi, the Young Escort Leader of Fu Wei Escort Agency.”

Chen Yu thought of something and cupped his hands without hesitation.

"So it's Young Hero Lin!"

"I've heard a lot about you!"

"Lin Pingzhi? This guy…Uh, who is this young hero?”

"I don't know."

"Young hero Lin, I just came out of the Liu Residence. That…Solitary Ten Thousand Mile Tian Boguang, did you kill him?”

A white-bearded old man suddenly asked in surprise.

"It's just a small matter. It's not worth mentioning."

Chen Yu nodded and said with a smile.

"Tian Boguang? Tian Boguang, this rapist, did bad things. However, his lightness skill was outstanding, and his Gale Saber Technique was even more so. Even Sect Leader Hua Shanyue and the others had chased after him many times but to no avail.”

"Tian Boguang has done many evil things. I didn't expect the heavens to have eyes.”

"No wonder Mister Mo couldn't beat this young hero Lin.”

"Ding! You have defeated Mr. Mo, the Sect Leader of Mount Heng. Some people in the martial arts world have learned of this. You have received reputation 100. Current reputation 1500."

It seemed that Tian Boguang's upper limit was 800 reputation points.

Now, it was obvious that more people knew about it.

He did not add any more Reputation Points.

Chen Yu was secretly disappointed.

"What do you want me to do?”

Mr. Mo stood rooted to the ground, not knowing whether to sit or leave.

Hearing the discussions of the other martial artists, his old face flushed red.

What does Tian Boguang's death have to do with me?

That fellow's escaping skills were indeed good.

But if we really fight, I can casually poke a few holes in his body.

Could it be that I can pounce like Tian Boguang?

That didn't seem right either.

If this kid's sword technique was evil, it would be unimaginably fast!

If they really fought, his outcome would probably not be any better.

Mister Mo subconsciously glanced at Chen Yu and couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"This matter is a little complicated. Mr. Mo, sit over here. Let's talk while eating.”

Chen Yu laughed.

"…This old man is having a hard time eating here.”

Mr. Mo gritted his teeth and maintained his last bit of stubbornness.

"Deal!"

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