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"Clap clap clap"

A sound rang out at the right time. The one clapping was Shangguan Zhi. Judging from his beaming expression, he must be extremely satisfied with Xuanyuan Jing's performance.

Although Zhao Wenlong was not convinced that he was tricked by his junior sister, the facts were before his eyes and he could not argue. Therefore, he could only speak to Xuanyuan Jing dejectedly:

"I surrender"

These three simple words took up all his life's strength, so much so that his face looked a little ugly. Ouyang Xian, who was beaten black and blue, limped to Yan Wenmo's side, grabbed Yan Wenmo's earlobe in anger, and said with gritted teeth:

"You little bastard, are you deliberately trying to make me look bad? You are so powerful, but you didn't help me, causing me to be beaten so badly, you little bastard..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Shangguan Zhi's extremely unhappy voice:

"Third Junior Brother, if you are not as skilled as others, you should practice diligently instead of complaining about the world."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ouyang Xian's body trembled subconsciously. He looked at Shangguan Zhi in panic and explained weakly:

"Brother, I..."

But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Shangguan Zhi, who looked at him indifferently and said coldly:

"You know you are wrong but you don't correct it, and you blame others. I punish you by making you stay in seclusion for three months and copy the inner door skills of Haotian Sect a thousand times."

As soon as these words were spoken, Ouyang Xian wailed. He was about to beg for mercy, but he saw his second brother Zhao Wenlong grinning and moving his wrist, looking at him in a 'kind' manner. The words of begging for mercy were instantly choked in his throat and turned into a helpless sigh.

As if accepting his fate, Ouyang Xian bowed in despair and said:

"Yes, senior brother"

Seeing that Ouyang Xian didn't talk back, Zhao Wenlong couldn't help but feel a little sorry. He looked at Ouyang Xian with shining eyes and couldn't help but speak eagerly:

"Fourth Junior Brother, how about we have a fight?"

When Jiang Wenbai heard this, his face turned pale instantly, and then he pretended to be calm and said:

"Wen Bai should not embarrass himself any more"

In response to Jiang Wenbai's refusal, Zhao Wenlong enthusiastically grabbed his arm and forced him to the center of the spacious courtyard, while dragging him, he said:

"It's okay. I haven't fought with anyone in a long time. Don't worry, I won't be ruthless."

Jiang Wenbai wanted to break free from Zhao Wenlong's grip, but his cultivation was too weak and his strength was too small, so before he could react, Zhao Wenlong's hammer-like fist landed on him. Yan Wenmo looked at Jiang Wenbai's screaming appearance and subconsciously avoided him.

Seeing Jiang Wenbai being beaten, Xuanyuan Jing was about to rush forward, but just as she took a step, she was grabbed tightly by Ouyang Xian, who had a bruised face and nose.

Ouyang Xian looked at Xuanyuan Jing with disapproval, and advised earnestly:

"Junior sister, don't be impulsive. You are only at the third stage of Qi Refining. If you rush forward, you will be courting death. Fourth Junior Brother is thick-skinned and it doesn't matter if he gets beaten a few times, but you are so thin and small. If you get beaten, you will be dead."

This deep friendship of "a friend's death is better than my poverty's" made Yan Wenmo unable to help but glance sideways, and then when he received Shangguan Zhi's gaze, he pretended to be a quail and avoided his gaze.

This continuous one-sided competition lasted for half an hour. In the end, Jiang Wenbai chose to knock himself out in a hurry, thus ending this extremely long one-sided competition.

After seeing Jiang Wenbai fainted, Zhao Wenlong suppressed his newly emerged interest and ran to Shangguan Zhi with some boredom.

After Shangguan Zhi and the others had gone far away, Yan Wenmo quickly ran to Jiang Wenbai's side, helped Jiang Wenbai up with great difficulty, and whispered:

"Sir, the person has gone far away"

Hearing this, Jiang Wenbai, who had originally closed his eyes, suddenly opened them. He covered his chest in a very embarrassed manner and spoke with a weak breath:

"Second Brother is too strong. It's only been two quarters of an hour and my bones are almost broken."

In response to Jiang Wenbai's complaints, Yan Wenmo added:

"Sir, Young Master Zhao specializes in close combat, so you can't beat him in close combat, but as long as you don't let him get close, he may not be able to hurt you."

Hearing this, Jiang Wenbai seemed to understand something and said to himself:

"So, that's why you kept asking Junior Sister Xuanyuan to distance herself from him. I was just a little skeptical just now, but now that I hear what you said, it does make sense."

As he spoke, he stood up with great difficulty, looked at Xuanyuan Jing who was hurriedly taking out pills to heal his wounds, and said softly:

"Thank you, Junior Sister."

Xuanyuan Jing heard this and responded with a few polite words before asking Yan Wenmo in surprise:

"Thirteenth brother, why does this senior brother always make people fight with him?!"

Although Xuanyuan Jing had only seen Zhao Wenlong for a few seconds, his image of someone who loved to compete with others seemed to have been imprinted in Xuanyuan Jing's mind, and even became the first inherent impression of him.

After hearing this, Yan Wenmo was silent for a few seconds before choosing his words and speaking:

"This should be related to his way of comprehending and practicing. For example, you have the dual spiritual roots of wood and fire. If you want to comprehend the power of plants as soon as possible, you must control and even use them as soon as possible. And if he wants to comprehend the power of martial arts, he can only keep fighting with others."

After Yan Wenmo finished speaking, Ouyang Xian couldn't help but add with a look of agreement:

"I have never understood why Second Senior Brother wanted to spar with me only three days after I entered the sect. Now it seems that he did not dislike me because I was too weak, but because he needed to improve his martial arts. In this way, I have contributed to Second Senior Brother's martial arts achievements."

Seeing his smug look, Yan Wenmo couldn't help but mourn for him and complained silently in his heart:

"In fact, it is possible that they think you are too weak, so they beat you up and make you practice harder, so that when you meet the enemy, you will not be knocked away by a punch."

After feeling proud of his contribution to his senior brother's martial arts achievements, Ouyang Xian seemed to have developed some kind of filter about being beaten up by Zhao Wenlong, so much so that when Xuanyuan Jing wanted him to pay for the elixir to heal his wounds, he actually refused.

Yan Wenmo was puzzled by his self-abuse behavior, but because he wanted to understand other people's hobbies, Yan Wenmo still expressed respect despite his confusion.

After seeing Xuanyuan Jing and Ouyang Xian off, Yan Wenmo helped Jiang Wenbai back to the room to apply medicine. Looking at the injuries on Jiang Wenbai's body, she subconsciously frowned, and then reduced the force with which she applied the medicine to him.

Originally, Shangguan Zhi was not in the Haotian Sect, and the disciples of the Haotian Sect still took a break every now and then, and went out for a walk to relax.

Now that he has returned, the entire Haotian Sect has fallen into a frenzy of cultivation. The Sect Master and the elders are very satisfied with this situation.

After all, every disciple of the Haotian Sect who was still wandering around had been severely beaten by Zhao Wenlong, and the only way to escape the beating was to go into seclusion, and after the seclusion, their strength would definitely increase significantly.

Precisely because everyone was in seclusion, Jiang Wenbai was no exception and also chose to go into seclusion. Seeing that there was no one in the sect to practice with him, Zhao Wenlong got bored and followed Shangguan Zhi to punish evil and promote good near the Haotian Sect.

For some unknown reason, when Yan Wenmo looked at Zhao Wenlong's figure, he actually thought of someone, a woman with an ill-fated fate in the original text, the girl named Zhao Xiaofeng.