From a full-time hunter to a prop master
77 Little Light Shi Doulang, what a powerful figure! Could it be that they were here to challenge the dojo?

Chen Gang'

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Originally, when the two young men saw someone blocking the way and asking for directions, they wanted to chase him away impatiently like flies.

However, when he saw the bill that Molin took out, he immediately smiled.

"We know. Just turn right at the crossroad in front of us and keep walking straight.”

"Thank you so much!"

Mo Lin thanked him, handed over the bill, and left.

"Hahaha, I've earned it."

The person who took the money smiled from ear to ear and put it away.

"Hey, hey, I have a share of this money, right?!”

His companion was unhappy to see this scene.

The person who took the money ignored him and walked straight ahead.

"Stop right there, you bastard!!”

His companion immediately chased after him angrily.

"Why should I give it to you? This is my reward for pointing the way!!”

"Bullsh * t, it was clearly the two of us who attracted him over. Give it to me!!”

"No!"

Well, in the peaceful city, there was another daily brawl.

Bo Sangji was a martial arts practitioner who had moved here many years ago.

It was said that he had moved here from Youke Xin City because he had offended a big shot.

According to his disciples and opponents who had learned and fought with him, his combat level was almost perfect even if he went to participate in the hunter test.

Although it was exaggerated and claimed that those who had not participated in the Hunter Test did not know the difficulty, it was undeniable that

this Pugilist named Posangi was indeed capable.

Moreover, he had taught his disciples some martial arts. Some of them became bosses in this place, while others went out to fight in the Sky Arena and earned a lot of money.

All in all, this Bo Sangji was an out-and-out local tyrant.

There were also many people who were eager to learn from Bo Sangji.

Perhaps some of them really wanted to learn something, but there were also some who wanted to know Bo Sangji's connections and background.

Putting everything else aside, most of his disciples were high-ranking officials and rich people in the city. It could be said that he had established a huge relationship chain.

This also caused more and more people to flock to him, wanting to become his disciple.

There were fewer and fewer people who simply wanted to improve their strength and pursue martial arts skills.

However, Hanashi Doulang, who was famous for rushing here, was such a person.

He was only thirteen or fourteen years old, but he already had long silver hair and a handsome face with green pupils that made people envious.

"Yes, she was so good-looking when she was young. She's still beautiful when she grows up.”

Mo Lin, who had arrived at the entrance of the dojo, stood among a crowd of onlookers and silently sized up this person who would be evaluated by Cecil as a "waste of capacity".

Other than Kuluo, the only one who dealt a lot of damage to Sisi was Hwa Seok Doolang.

At this moment, he was still young and was standing in front of the door of the dojo in a sincere gesture of apprenticeship.

Beside him, there were many people who were watching the show and watching the joke. They looked at him with all kinds of teasing and teasing gazes.

From time to time, they would interact with the crowd and then laugh mockingly.

Little Light and Shi Doulang didn't waver in his determination to learn martial arts.

Until…

"Young man, don't kneel here anymore. It's quite tiring. Let's go with the aunties."

Some fat aunties and middle-aged women who were "kind people" walked over.

A kind and friendly look appeared on his chubby face.

If these gazes didn't include some other expressions that were sizing up Little Light and Shi Doulang's face and figure, it would be much more normal.

"There's no need…"

Little Light and Shi Doulang felt rather uncomfortable facing this group of people who were dressed in jewelry and were enough to be his mother or even grandmother.

After all, he was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old youth. He had never experienced such a situation before and was not used to it.

Especially the thick smell of makeup on their bodies, it was almost suffocating.

After a group of fat aunties chattered for a long time, they realized that Little Light and Shi Doulang still didn't move.

He couldn't help but change his expression.

"You're so tactless. You still want Grandmaster Bo Sangji to accept you as a disciple? I think you're too ignorant. Ptui!"”

After spitting out some thick phlegm, the group of people cursed and left with ugly expressions.

Little Light Shi Doulang, who felt that the world had calmed down, heaved a sigh of relief.

He continued to close his eyes and silently waited for the master to open the door.

"Don't wait, he won't open the door.”

At this moment, Little Light, who had thought that he could finally be quiet for a while, heard a voice again.

However, it was different from the female voice that had always been noisy. This time, it was a male voice.

He opened his eyes and saw a man who was as handsome as he was. In fact, he was even prettier than him.

"Look at you, look at you. You haven't rested for days. You haven't eaten, right?”

Mo Lin held his chin."If you continue like this, your body won't be able to take it

~"

Little Light shook his head."But my will to pursue martial arts will not change.”

"Martial arts?"

Mo Lin seemed to have heard something funny."Don't tell me you think that this guy in the dojo represents powerful martial arts?”

"Hey, do you know which sect is ranked first in martial arts in this world?”

"Heart Origin Source!!"

Little Light Shi Doulang said without hesitation.

This was a school founded by the president of the Hunter Association, Nethro, and through the Hunter Association, every candidate who passed would be taught telekinesis, and their influence would spread outwards.

Without a doubt, it was the strongest martial arts sect recognized by the entire world.

"Since you know that the Heart Source Stream is the strongest in the world, why did you come here and learn from a random person?”

"Because I can't come into contact with those levels.”

Little Light smiled bitterly."Compared to the distant source of the heart, at least Master Bo Sangji is someone I can see and meet.”

"I see."

Mo Lin nodded.

And at this moment ~

Pata!

The door of the dojo opened, which made Little Light and Shi Doulang's spirits rise.

However, Master Bo Sangji, whom he had expected, did not come out. Instead, it was his disciples with gloomy expressions.

"Hey, brat, who are you calling a random wild man?!”

The leader was a tall man who looked like a skinny monkey and wore a yellow exercise suit.

"Do you know that the Bo Sang Martial Dao founded by my master, Master Bo Sangji, is famous throughout the city? Even Youke Xin City, which is not far away, knows my master's name!!”

He glared at Mo Lin, his face full of anger.

"Never heard of it ~"

Molin dug his ears and said truthfully.

"You bastard!"

Skinny Monkey and the group of juniors behind him were all furious.

"I think you're here to find trouble and slander our dojo!"!”

As he spoke, he lifted his leg and swept it towards Molin's head.

It was so powerful that the wind it stirred up whistled.

However…

"Bang!"

He had just raised his leg when Molin grabbed him.

"The strength of the kick and the posture of the leg lift are completely lacking.”

Mo Lin shook his head."If this is what you call Bo Sang's martial arts moves, then I can only say that it's fortunate that this little guy hasn't become your disciple yet.”

"You?!"

Skinny Monkey was furious and terrified.

He wanted to pull his leg away, but he realized that no matter what he did, his leg would not listen to him.

No, or rather, he wanted to pull his leg out as well. However, in the other party's hand, it was as if he was firmly controlled by an iron clamp, making him unable to move at all.

Kacha.

The bones made a soft sound, followed by a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Skinny Monkey lay on the ground, hugging his leg and letting out a cry that was worse than a pig's howl.

"You kicked my head and wanted my life, so I'll cripple one of your legs.”

Mo Lin waved his hand."I've already been very lenient. If you provoke me again, I don't mind letting you experience the feeling of going to the Yellow Springs without going to the Gates of the Yellow Springs."”

"You..."

As he wailed, his eyes were filled with madness and hatred.

"Just you wait!"

He gritted his teeth and threw out a vicious sentence.

Then, he let his junior brothers carry him back into the dojo.

The surrounding people were also in an uproar.

"Who is this young man? He defeated Master Bo Sangji's eldest disciple with one move?!”

"What a powerful figure! Could it be that you're here to challenge us?"

"I think so too. From what he said earlier, he seemed to look down on Master Bo Sangji's martial dao.”

It's not that I look down on him, but I'm telling the truth. His martial arts really have nothing to recommend him.

Listening to the whispers of the people around him, Mo Lin shook his head slightly.

Then, he looked at Little Light, who was still in a daze.

"Even if the other party's martial arts have some redeeming qualities, look at that skinny monkey's stance from before. He's obviously used to being lawless.”

"Even if the owner of this dojo is willing to accept you, do you think you can achieve anything by cultivating in such a dojo?”

Mo Lin looked into his eyes and said,""To cultivate martial arts, one must first cultivate the heart."

"Cultivating the heart first in martial arts?"

Little Light muttered to himself with a confused look in his eyes.

"It's him!"

At this moment, a shout suddenly came from the dojo.

"He's the one who broke Eldest Senior Brother's leg!”

A group of yellow feces swarmed out, followed by an old man with an even darker color.

The old man looked really ordinary. He had a pair of goatee that wasn't considered pretty. His forehead was long clean. He looked like a monkey with a sharp mouth and a gloomy face.

"You were the one who injured my disciple?”

The old man glared at Mo Lin fiercely and asked disdainfully in a condescending tone.

"You're that Bo Sangji martial artist from this dojo?”

Mo Lin asked.

"Impudent! How dare you ask about my master's name?”

"That's right. Answer my master's question honestly, you bastard!!”

The disciples behind Bo Sangji were excited.

"So noisy ~"

Mo Lin picked his ears.

"Is your martial arts all about talking?”

"You?!!"

Instantly, the disciples were enraged.

They wanted to go up and give Molin a harsh lesson.

However, when they thought of the pitiful fate of their Eldest Senior Brother…they

couldn't help but turn their gazes towards their Master, Bo Sangji.

"Brat, you are very arrogant.”

Bo Sangji's vicious eyes narrowed.

"At least I have the confidence to be arrogant, unlike some people who come out with the name of martial dao master to swindle.”

Mo Lin glanced at Bo Sangji. He had already seen through it.

The old man in front of him didn't have any Psyche Power fluctuations from head to toe, and his pores were all blocked.

In other words, he hadn't even mastered telekinesis.

He dared to call himself a martial dao master to open the door and accept disciples like this. He was not afraid of laughing himself to death.

Oh, it seemed like there was also an examinee called Baldero in the test at the beginning of the plot.

He was also a Pugilist who didn't know how to read, but he was later killed by Qi Huo.

"You said I came out to swindle?”

Bo Sangji was so angry that he laughed,"Kid, when this old man made a name for himself in Youke Xin City, you probably hadn't even formed in your mother's stomach, right?”

"So how did you end up here?”

Mo Lin shrugged."It's all because I couldn't handle others and fled here like a stray dog.”

"You little brat, you're just a little…"

These words seemed to have poked a sore spot in Bo Sangji's heart, causing his face to darken to the point where water was about to drip out, and his eyes flashed with killing intent.

"This is the only time you can talk!!”

Bo Sangji waved his hands and flung his sleeves, putting on a stance of a hungry tiger pouncing on someone.

"Since you don't know what's good for you, then I'll let you know that there are some people you can never offend!!!”

He seemed to drink it in a righteous manner and wanted to rush forward.

Right at this moment ~

Swoosh!

Bo Sangji's body suddenly froze.

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