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Chapter 85: Punish the heroine and end the fight

"Even a stupid girl like me, you can teach me to write in this moment... He is the real capable person!"

Mo Xiaoluo became more and more excited as he spoke, and her face turned red. She said to Shen Mo with great serious expression: "We martial artists will do those bloody murders!"

"Tell me to learn martial arts?"

At this time, Shen Mo suddenly raised his head and said suddenly: "Otherwise, you can just teach light skills..."

"No!" Mo Xiaoluo said this, even she was shocked!

How could she bear it so much, how could she have such courage to say something about rejecting Shen Mo simply and neatly?

"I actually rejected him..." The little girl's heart suddenly stirred, even she herself felt unbelievable!

However, the girl said firmly: "After learning martial arts, you will want to fight with others. People like you must not die by swords and guns!"

"When you said you were going to kick the turtle nest of Guifanlou, I knew you were serious. I wanted to do this after coming out from there. But I can't do this, only you can!"

When Mo Xiaoluo said this, she felt that Shen Mo suddenly straightened his back, and the depressed feeling on his face seemed to disappear in an instant.

"I must learn martial arts," Shen Mo's tone was calm, but there was a sense of firmness:

"You don't know, when I want to do something, no one in this world can stop me."

"I can't rely on others to protect me for the rest of my life... But you can rest assured that Guifanlou, I will definitely eradicate it!"

"You are getting more and more excited! Is it so easy to learn martial arts?" Mo Xiaoluo couldn't help it for a moment. The girl's reckless nature came up, and she slapped Shen Mo on the shoulder, and immediately pushed him into a chair.

As she took action, Miss Xiao Luo felt regretful.

But when she looked at Shen Mo again, she saw that he didn't look angry at all on his face.

"You dare to hit your teacher... or your enlightenment teacher... where is my iron ruler?" Shen Mo looked for the iron ruler all over his body and the table.

As he was about to be beaten, Mo Xiaoluo "sniffed" and jumped out along the door with a light body.

The laughter she held back came from outside the door, and Shen Mo just listened to her voice gradually faded away.

He shook his head and sat down with distress on his face.

The little skill I had in my hand seemed to be really not enough! Shen Mo frowned and thought hard, saying: It seems that it would be impossible not to strengthen his own force!"

"I remember when I was watching the TV series last time, what did the Wu Dang Xinjue act in it say?

...

Time froze, it was the next morning. When Shen Mo came out of his room, he saw the Four Swords of Power and Jiang Cheng in the yard were exercising his body to practice kung fu.

As the saying goes, "There is no hand in hand," Shen Mo knew that warriors like them had to insist on basic practice every day to maintain their best condition.

So Shen Mo, who was determined to make great progress in martial arts, immediately joined the team of these people with great enthusiasm.

Zhao Jinping, who was practicing martial arts, turned around and saw Chen Mo reach out and pull out his sword of one or two silver. The young man laughed with a "puff".

"Catcher Shen, what are you doing?" Zhao Jinping asked in confusion.

"The so-called learning is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat." Shen Mo said with a stern face: "Although I was in the world and had few opponents back then, I had been practicing this kung fu for a long time, and it was already getting worse day by day."

"Come on! Let's talk a few moves!" Shen Mo said, swinging the steel knife in his hand and going forward to take action.

"Hey! Hey! No!" At this time, Mo Xiaoluo next to him immediately stopped Shen Mo.

"What's wrong?" Shen Mo frowned and looked at Mo Xiaoluo: "We will compete and compete until we have a fight. Are you afraid that I will hurt him?"

"I'm afraid you will cut yourself with that knife!" Mo Xiaoluo said with a giggle and cry: "Your two tricks are really not going well! Let's forget it!"

"It's okay, I'll be with Captain Chen to gesture..." Zhao Jinping, who was standing next to him, had not figured out the situation yet.

As soon as he said this, Mo Xiaoluo blocked him back with a firm "Shut up!"

"Aren't you going to have a fight? Come! I'll accompany you!" Mo Xiaoluo pulled out the long sword from his waist and walked straight down the martial arts training ground.

"Anyway, it's just a matter of three moves and two moves. After the fight, I think what else do you say?" Mo Xiaoluo stood steadily off the court, waved his hand to Shen Mo and said.

Speaking of this, the eyes of the people in the yard looked at Shen Mo and Mo Xiaoluo in the field, and they all had a strange expression.

To be honest, Shen Mo is a kind and easy-going person, without any airs. He is also honest and sincere when he talks with them. So the relationship between them and Shen Mo quickly became warm.

However, although these people usually joke with Shen Mo and get along very easily and harmoniously, there is a limit after all.

After seeing the words Mo Xiaoluo had just said, they felt that this girl was merciless to Captain Chen, and it seemed that she had gone a little too far in her words.

Where can these old Jianghu rub the sand into the eyes? They could see something was wrong at first sight and felt very strange in their hearts.

At this time, Shen Mo held his sword in his hand and said without any attention: "Since that's the case, Ms. Mo might as well use this competition to make a bet?"

"Okay! What did you say you bet?" Mo Xiaoluo agreed very happily: "Anyway, you are the ones who lose!"

"The heroine just said that it only takes three moves and two moves to defeat me." Shen Mo smiled and said, "We might as well do this."

"If Chen is lucky today, he will take a few more moves in your hands. Then from now on, I want to compete with these brothers in martial arts, so you are not allowed to stop him!"

"Why don't you understand? I'm kind!" Mo Xiaoluo heard Shen Mo say this, and she immediately stamped her feet and said:

"My senior brother Chang," Xiao Luo pointed at Chang Chunyuan, who was wearing a long sword on his waist: "He has a long sword and a long hand, and when he swung his sword, can you get to him?"

"And my senior brother Zhong," Xiao Luo said, and signaled Zhong Yutong, who was like a thin monkey beside him: "His body movement is like a ghost, and his sword is as fast as a meteor. If you fight him, how can he be his enemy with one sword?"

"Then I can find Brother Zhao..." Mo Xiaoluo said this, and Shen Mo was still quibbling there. "It's the worst of him!" Mo Xiaoluo said angrily: "As long as that guy uses his sword, he will break his moves with the enemy, and he will never defend himself without a single sword! What kind of competition do you have with such a madman who can only play life?"
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