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"I can't believe my eyes! Are you really a log?! It seems that people really do rely on their clothes to go with their saddles. I never thought that after changing into this new set of clothes, Crow would have really turned into a phoenix! " After a quarter of an hour, the eight children finished bathing and dressing themselves, and walked out of the room. When Mo Yuhan saw the new disciples wearing the clothes, it was as if they had turned from beggars into beautiful youths, she couldn't help but cry out in shock.

He wore a snow-white robe with embroidered silver cuffs, and a silver brocade belt about a finger's width around his waist. At his waist he wore an ancient yellow wooden medallion, and his black hair was pinned up in a green wisteria crown.

Her eyebrows were sharp and clear, and her skinny face had a sharp and firm aura. That was Limu, who was standing in the middle of the crowd.

However, his loose and fat clothes made him look even more petite.

Limu was completely stupefied at the moment, but this shirt was indeed the best he had ever worn.

"I'm afraid that even if he were to wear human clothes, he would still be a dog!" Although Yue Zhongyang's arm wasn't completely nimble, he still took off the bandage and wore the same outfit as Limu. However, he didn't have the temperament as Limu. He stared coldly at Limu and mocked.

Even though this was the territory of the True Martial Sect, Yue Zhongyang was still arrogant and despotic, not putting the True Martial Sect young disciple beside him in his eyes at all. However, before he left, Deacon Ye had already instructed him to take good care of Yue Zhongyang, but he did not dare make things difficult for him.

"Alright, alright!" Stop talking, I'll take you guys to the cafeteria first. If you're late, you won't even have any food left. " The True Martial Sect young disciple who was addressed as Little Ming Zi said somewhat impatiently.

Limu didn't say anything on the side, he just looked at his own outfit.

The dining hall was not far away from the Nine Dragons Returning Pavilion, and along the way, they met many disciples of True Martial Sect who were returning to the training grounds from the dining hall.

When these True Martial Sect young disciples saw Limu's group from afar, all of them pointed at him.

Limu's attention was also attracted by the oncoming young disciples. These young disciples were all valiant, valiant, and high-spirited. Sure enough, they were all young geniuses.

Little Mingzi also nodded to the young disciples that were walking over, especially those who had more experience than him, and he was even more respectful.

"Little Ming!" Were these people all disciples recruited this year? "Why do you look so weak!" A youth wearing a black robe with a green belt around his waist stepped forward and greeted Limu. He had a dignified appearance, snow-white skin, and was extremely handsome.

Mo Yuhan heard the contempt in his words and couldn't help but get angry. She crossed her arms and said, "Senior Brother, you don't look too bad. Why do you sound so bad?"

"This is Xu Shaoyang, the one I mentioned to you earlier, the genius of our True Martial Sect! Junior Sister Mo, you cannot be unreasonable. " Little Mingzi was clearly a good person, and he seemed to be rather popular as he hurried forward and explained to her, "This Junior Sister Mo is the daughter of the City Lord of Linyuan City, she just arrived at the True Martial Sect and doesn't understand the rules. Junior Brother Xu, please don't lower yourself to her level."

Xu Shaoyang revealed an evil smile, and there was even a hint of ridicule in his gaze. He sized up Mo Yuhan and laughed: "This Junior Sister Mo is quite interesting, she is still young, and dared to speak to Senior Brother like this after just arriving here. It seems that the City Lord of Linyuan City has spoiled you! This True Martial Sect is not your Linyuan City, if you want to safely cultivate within the True Martial Sect, it's best to keep a low profile! "

Mo Yuhan was about to argue when Limu, who was beside her, grabbed her arm and said in a low voice, "Miss Mo, a wise man does not fight when the odds are against him. I think it's better if …"

Before Limu finished his sentence, Mo Yuhan casually shook him off.

When Yue Zhongyang saw this situation, he knew that something was wrong. Who in Linyuan City would dare to bully Mo Yuhan?

"Is a martial dao genius that amazing?!" Don't think that our new disciples are easy to bully! I don't even know the word 'low-key'! " Mo Yuhan became completely furious and said tit for tat with Xu Shaoyang.

When the many disciples who had come all the way saw the clamor, and also saw Xu Shaoyang, the influential figure in the True Martial Sect, as well as the new disciples, they naturally all surrounded them.

Little Mingzi saw that the situation in front of him had clearly gone out of control. He couldn't help but panic, not knowing what to do.

"A bunch of ignorant fools!" Xu Shaoyang sneered. Then, his expression became extremely cold and stern. He snorted and said, "Since you don't know what's good for yourself, then don't blame me for being impolite! After an hour, all eight of you will come together. I will be waiting for you all in the martial arena by myself! "

Little Mingzi was about to go up to stop him when Xu Shaoyang's expression turned cold. He waved his hand to stop Little Mingzi from persuading him, saying, "This is none of your business! This is between them and me! "

If Xu Shaoyang dared to challenge all eight of them, then he naturally had an absolute chance of winning. Otherwise, he definitely wouldn't be so arrogant, Limu thought in his heart, this competition before them is unavoidable, and in front of so many True Martial Sect young disciples, it is absolutely impossible for them to avoid this, and as of now, they can only see Xu Shaoyang's skill, which, for Limu, may not be a bad thing, but if they were to lose this battle, it would be truly embarrassing. After all, the opponent was just a single person.

"Are you afraid!?" We have agreed that we will meet in the martial arena in an hour! " Mo Yuhan, on the other hand, acted as if she was ready to take any action and didn't put Xu Shaoyang in her eyes at all.

"Good, you have guts!" Xu Shaoyang sneered. Before he left, he glanced at Limu with disdain.

"Wood! Just now, why did you pull on me!? " Mo Yuhan was obviously angry at Limu's actions.

"Yuhan, this kid is not the same as us at all! "Why are you with him!" Seeing how Mo Yuhan was treating Limu, Yue Zhongyang was very happy. He turned to the four boys beside him and said, "This battle can only be won and not lost. Don't be like this beggar outside of the pass and admit your defeat in front of others!"

Limu didn't argue and shook his head. Then, he walked towards the dining hall.

"Mo Yuhan!" This matter was originally started by you, but why did you drag us into it?! " Luo Yu Fei said with a voice that was filled with emotion.

Mo Yuhan was angry, but these words from Luo Yu Fei stopped her. She pointed at Luo Yu Fei and was about to say something, but Luo Yu Fei turned around and left.

Mo Yuhan was isolated at the moment, and Yue Zhongyang saw that this was a good time to pay their respects. Just as he was about to go and comfort Mo Yuhan, she stomped her feet in anger and chased after Limu.

When Little Mingzi saw this group of new disciples, he sighed and also walked towards the dining hall.

Helplessly, Yue Zhongyang brought the four boys and followed along.

Limu and the rest of the nine sat around a wooden table. At this time, there were also many young cultivators of True Martial Sect eating at the same time, and when they saw this group of white clothed disciples enter the dining hall, they attracted the attention of many disciples.

Due to Xu Shaoyang's matter, the atmosphere during dinner was a bit awkward.

Only Limu was eating with relish, as if he didn't care about what happened earlier at all.

The food in True Martial Sect Dining Hall was more delicious than the leftovers Limu usually ate! One meat, one vegetable, one soup.

Limu ate a total of nine big bowls of rice. The other disciples, as well as Little Mingzi, were all dumbfounded. Even the other young disciples at the other tables, as well as the fireman, were also dumbfounded.

Such a petite person had actually eaten the food of six or seven people. This was truly a rice bucket.

Mo Yuhan could not bear to watch any longer. She threw her chopsticks on the table and muttered, "Hey! Wood! Don't burst your stomach! "When we fight with Xu Shaoyang later, don't get all the food in your stomach out!"

"With Deacon Ye here, we probably won't be able to fight." Limu forced out a sentence from his mouth that was filled with rice. He was not worried about the decisive battle at all.

"That's right! Why didn't I think of Ye Martial Uncle! " At this moment, Little Mingzi finally understood. He blinked his eyes, then looked at Limu, who had finished cleaning the last bowl of rice.

However, Mo Yuhan angrily rebuked him, "You're not allowed to go!"

"How dare you!" At some point, Deacon Ye had appeared in the dining hall. His gloomy voice came from behind Mo Yuhan.

Little Mingzi hurriedly stood up from his seat and fearfully said, "Martial Uncle Ye!"

Mo Yuhan was also shocked by Deacon Ye's sudden appearance behind her, but she was not scared like a frightened bird.

"Mo Yuhan, I know you are the daughter of the City Lord of Linyuan City, but this is True Martial Sect, not Linyuan City! Although Little Ming Zi is an honorary disciple, he's still your senior! " Deacon Ye walked to the table, and continued with a gloomy face: "Xu Shaoyang is a rare genius that appears only once in a hundred years of True Martial Sect, with just the few of you, hmph! I just fought with him! If you want to find a chance to fight, there are many opportunities! "

Seeing Deacon Ye's arrival, Limu put down his bowl and chopsticks. Nine empty bowls were stacked in front of him.

Deacon Ye glanced at Limu. With a playful look in his eyes, he asked, "You're called Limu?"

Limu wiped the food off the corner of his mouth and nodded. He replied, "Yes, Master."

Deacon Ye quickly waved his hand and said, "Don't call me master first, you are only an honorary disciple in this register, you aren't even worthy to call me master! You and Little Mingzi can leave now. "

Limu couldn't help but frown. What kind of logic was this? Could it be that honorary disciples were not even worthy of Master here?

"On what basis? In terms of martial arts cultivation, he might not be inferior to us. Furthermore, Yue Zhongyang was defeated by a wooden stick, so how could he not be qualified! " Mo Yuhan spoke with a straightforward heart. The habit of beating others up and complaining about their injustice had once again occurred to her.

As soon as Mo Yuhan finished her words, she felt as if her body was being sucked away by a huge force. She flew backward in the air!

BOOM!

Mo Yuhan was thrown thirty feet away, crashing heavily onto a wooden table behind her.

"In the future, if anyone dares to offend the superiors again! Then, I will leave the True Martial Sect forever! " Deacon Ye said with a cold face.

Standing up from his seat, he glared angrily at Deacon Ye in front of him. A sense of powerlessness assaulted his heart, and the current weakened him did not have any right to speak, he had encountered Xu Shaoyang's ridicule on the way here. The reason why he stopped Mo Yuhan, was also because he knew that he did not have the ability to protect Mo Yuhan, and could only stand out and be expelled from the True Martial Sect, or be abused at the hands of the opponent.

Deacon Ye stared at Limu with a gloomy gaze. The anger in Limu's eyes gradually faded until it disappeared without a trace.

"Senior Brother, please take me away from here." Limu lightly said to Little Mingzi beside him.