"Mo Weiguo, Mo made meritorious service, what is your purpose in visiting Nanchu?"

At the train station, a smart and capable middle-aged man looked at the man and woman in front of him with a scrutiny look, with a serious expression.

"Go to visit relatives."

The man who spoke was the one who said that his identity certificate showed that he was twenty-eight years old this year, at least at the seventh level of Qi training, and a kind smile on his face, "My junior brother is studying in Zhaonan, so we are going to see him this time."

The middle-aged man returned the certificate to them and reminded him, "Nan Chu is not as good as the Huoyun Kingdom, it is not a place where you can come from. If you want to cause trouble with force, no one can save you."

When he spoke, he glanced at the woman named Mo Ligong. He was only twenty years old at the age of qi cultivation. He was a small country like Huoyun Kingdom, and there were such talents.

Mo Weiguo agreed and was able to release the car and board the train with his luggage.

Mo Ligong finally couldn't help but say, "The rules in Nanchu are really big. No wonder the teacher is unwilling to move to Nanchu. Seeing that the man's eyes were not in sight just now, he simply treated us as a thief."

"Junior sister, remember we are going to see the junior brother, don't cause trouble for him."

"You have said it several times, it's so long-winded."

The train started soon, and it was the first time they went to Nanchu. The scenery along the way was very different from Fufeng.

More than half an hour later, I arrived at the first stop, got a group of passengers, and another group came up.

Mo Ligong, who was originally sitting there lazily, suddenly looked furious and he sat upright without realizing it. She sensed that a master was approaching, and there were two.

These two masters did not deliberately hide their aura. Ordinary people could not feel it. But in the eyes of Qi training warriors, they felt a huge sense of oppression.

At this moment, she truly felt the terrible thing about the Nanchu country. She could meet two masters on one train.

You know, before, there were only two or three people in the entire Fufeng City.

"Brother Wang, what a coincidence, where are you going?"

"Brother Liu, you are asking questions knowingly. Zhaonan has such a big deal, of course he is going to see the fun."

The two masters gathered together and talked, but their voices were not very loud. With Mo Ligong and his two ears, they could still hear clearly.

"I really didn't expect that Yan Fan would be an evil cultivator from the Shenxian Society. He was lurking in Nanzhao for decades. Once he launched, he would suffer heavy losses from the Nanchu martial arts world."

"I heard that even the most promising child of the Dong family died. The 18-year-old qi training was nine times, and he died like this. After hearing the news, Mr. Dong was furious and vomited blood on the spot."

Mo Ligong was secretly surprised when he heard the words "Evil Cultivation, Tongxuan, and the Nine Levels of Qi Training at the age of 18, and pricked up his ears and listened more carefully.

"The god will appear again, and this peaceful life will be over."

"With King Ning, Tianhe Sword Sect, Gao Family, Qingyun Tower, and Shenwu Pavilion, the Shenwang will not be able to make a comeback. Speaking of which, Yan Fan, the Tongxuan upper realm, was actually killed by Zhang San, which is incredible."

Mo Ligong certainly knew who Zhang San was. After the Nanchu TV line was laid in Fufeng City, the Youth Martial Arts Competition had become the most concerned topic among the people in Fufeng City.

Among them, Zhang San is undoubtedly one of the most topical characters. His mystery, his strength, and his maverickness have reached the peak with his victory.

However, Zhang San killed an evil cultivator in the Tongxuan upper realm? How could this be possible?

According to her teacher Mo Jiu's speculation, Zhang San should have the cultivation of a master, and his extremely powerful body is also an almost invincible existence among masters.

Mo Ligong only realized that there were such geniuses in this world.

However, she would not believe that a master could kill an evil cultivator in the upper realm of Tongxuan.

"Yes, the seventeen-year-old grandmaster. This is probably another martial god-level figure."

Zhang San is actually a great master?

When Mo Ligong heard the news, his heart was filled with storms. He couldn't help looking at the senior brother next to him, but he also looked surprised.

Seventeen-year-old grandmaster, is this possible?

"This is not necessarily the case." The master surnamed Wang suddenly said, "You think it is possible that something is wrong with the instrument. Or, Zhang San used secret techniques to conceal the instruments that detect age."

The master surnamed Liu said hesitantly, "What do you mean?"

"Since the martial arts sect in the world have developed martial arts, when did the seventeen-year-old grandmaster appear? Even a person like Qiuyu Sword God has become a grandmaster until he was in his twenties. No matter how talented Zhang San is, he may not be able to surpass Qiuyu Sword God."

The master surnamed Wang is based on a very simple logic. Which is easier to do if a seventeen-year-old master or a hiding instrument?

There is no doubt that it is the latter.

"I haven't thought about this before. However, what you said is reasonable."

"However, regardless of Zhang San's age, with his great master's cultivation, he first killed the evil cultivator in the upper realm of Tongxuan, then hit the world with a few moves, and finally escaped without any hesitation. He did have the power of the God of Martial Arts."

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The train arrived at the station. When Mo Ligong got off the train, he became much silent and followed his senior brother.

The information revealed by the two masters just now brought a huge impact on her.

On TV, she saw those peers shining dazzling brilliance on the ring, as if opening the door to a new world.

She made up her mind that she would participate in the next session, just in time, two years later, she was twenty-two years old and qualified to participate.

She is also the ninth level of Qi training, which is enough to compete with those people on the ring.

Just now, the conversation between the two masters showed her a broader world.

In this world, there are people who can beat the world with the greatest master.

Speaking of which, she also knew a big man who likes to be masked and has unfathomable strength. Suddenly, an idea came to her mind, "Isn't this big man?"

The two of them took a taxi to a villa area and the innermost villa.

Before they could knock on the door, the door opened. Meng Yong, dressed in home clothes, stood behind the door. When he saw Mo Ligong, he saw a smile in his eyes, "You guys have calculated it, come in."

"Sister Yong." Mo Ligong stepped forward and held her shoulder and shouted affectionately.

"Senior Meng, congratulations." Mo Weiguo's attitude was very respectful.

Meng Yong looked at him in surprise, "How did you see it?"

Mo Weiguo explained, "Senior should have just made a breakthrough and his breath is not harmonious enough."

"Sister Yong, have you become the grandmaster?" Mo Ligong asked in surprise.

"Well, I just broke through, and my realm is not stable enough, and my senior brother can see it at a glance." Meng Yong couldn't help but glance at Mo Weiguo more.

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After the three of them entered the house, Mo Ligong couldn't wait to say, "Sister Yong, do you know that something happened to Zhaonan last night?" After that, he said all the things he had heard on the train.

Meng Yong never interrupted, and the expression on her face went from relaxed to solemn, to shock, to incredible.

After a long time, she finally waited for Mo Ligong to finish speaking, "Last night, I did feel the explosion of the ultimate in the world. Later, another roar appeared. I thought it was a battle between the ultimate in the world. Unexpectedly, so many things happened."

"Sister Yong, do you think Zhang San looks like that person?"

Meng Yong shook his head, "It's hard to say."

Judging from her reaction, she should have had the same suspicion before. But she couldn't confirm it. Although she has become a master now, she still has no confidence in facing that boss.

The owner of the Tiger Boxing Gym is amazing enough, but he was beaten up by that guy.

"Where is Sister Yun?" Mo Ligong asked again.

The last time the two were caught by Locke of the Security Bureau and locked up together, they formed an extraordinary friendship. At that time, Yun Ming rescued them and knew each other.

Meng Yong said, "She is in seclusion. If I remember correctly, she seems to be younger than you."

Mo Ligong glanced at his senior brother and explained, "Actually, she has a nephew, who is our junior brother. In short, she is still my elder."

Meng Yong was very surprised, "Her nephew is your junior brother?"

"Yes, I entered the sect more than a month ago. Although I did not formally become a disciple, my teacher has already regarded him as a closed disciple. This time, we were specially sent to teach him."

Meng Yong said, "If you can be noticed by your teacher, his qualifications must be very good."

"Of course, whether it is the stance, external practice, or internal practice, you can learn it once. My teacher was so happy that he passed all the exercises at the bottom of the box to him. The old guy is too partial..."

Meng Yong's face changed suddenly, and she interrupted, "You mean, Mo Jiu passed the Jingzhe Gong to him?"
Chapter completed!