C222 It must be a competition of strength right? (1/2)

Yuan Zhentian was startled, ”Err, everyone is...”

The leader was a middle-aged man, wearing Bruce Lee's classic yellow boxing uniform, followed by a group of tall and mighty muscular men. He wore a black dojo uniform, with the word ”Mo” engraved on the back, which was written by the school master, Mo Qianqiu.

Mo Qianqiu's face was sullen, as if he was always angry.

He did not make a sound, and a loud shout came from behind him: ”Mo’s Martial Arts School, who dares to fight! ”All generations, unify the martial arts world!”

Yuan Zhentian was stunned, ”Mo’s Martial Arts School?”

Even though the Mo Clan Martial Arts School is just a dojo, it has a deep roots. They have many apprentices, experts in fighting, and many heirs to families that have cultivated in the dojo before.” All this while, the Mo Clan had never interacted with any of the factions. However, their previous brawl with the Flame Gate in the Desolate Mountain Range had broken the tradition and caused the various factions to guess that the Mo Clan Martial Arts School must make a big move!

Someone behind Yuan Zhentian immediately asked the door: ”Why did they let them in without any invitation?”

Yuan Zhentian was shocked, he pulled his subordinates and slapped them hard with his two big ears, ”What nonsense! Why would the Mo Clan need an invitation? This is giving me, Yuan Zhou, face! ”

”My lord …” ”I was wrong …”

Just then, Boss Liu ran over to the middle-aged man and knelt down. ”Master, how have you been lately? Your disciple has not greeted you in a long time, please forgive me. ”

Mo Qianqiu glanced at him, and snorted with his nose, treating it as an answer.

”Master, please sit here.” He was hunched over, leading the way.

Looking at Mo Qianqiu whose aura was even greater than his being invited by a tyrant like Boss Liu, Yuan Zhentian could not help but feel suspicious.

He didn't ask for Mo’s Martial Arts School, so why were they here?

The host whispered: ”Hall Master, should we hold the ceremony now?”

Yuan Zhentian regained his senses, his voice resonating with power: ”Continue!”

He stood once again in the middle of the courtyard, taking in a deep breath. From time to time, he would glance in the direction of the entrance.

With this debt, would there be anyone else coming to disturb him?

The master of ceremonies cleared his throat and continued to sing, ”Hall Master Wuyi Hall, from now on, I invite the third Hall Master of Wuyi Hall, Yuan Zhentian, to take over!”

Yuan Zhentian smiled and took a step forward.

Finally, they could proceed smoothly.

But at this moment, a black shadow suddenly jumped from the rooftop to the balcony on the second floor.

After a clean roll, he stood up, and walked to the railings steadily, ”Hey, Tian Shu, you want to be the hall master, but have you asked me, the current hall master, about that?”

Yuan Zhentian narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth, but he still continued to smile faintly. ”Huang Yu, you are no longer the hall master of the Wuyi Hall! ”For the sake of Old Master Huang, I won't take your rudeness towards me into consideration!” As he spoke, he had already hinted to his men to go and arrest him.

Huang Yu laughed coldly: ”Tian Shu, my family's old man treats you well! Do you still have the face to see my family's old man in the future? ”

At this time, a sneer came from the spectators, and although it was not a loud sound, it was heard clearly by Yuan Zhentian.