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Wu Hao was cleaning the bookcase and crawling, he was suddenly hit and lying on the ground. His body seemed to be hit by a train, and his whole body was stinging.

A young man stepped over Wu Hao's body as if nothing had happened, as if he had knocked down Wu Hao. It didn't happen to him, or Wu Hao was like air to him.

"you!"

Wu Hao got up and stared at the young man and just said a word.

"A slave is also qualified to stand in front of me? Let's go."

The young man looked at Wu Hao with disdain, walked over, and said, "As a slave, you must always know your identity, otherwise you won't live long."

Wu Hao quickly suppressed the anger in his heart. Yesterday he inquired about the cause of the death of the two serious disciples in front of him because they were pretended to be overturned by a core disciple. The serious disciple scolded him, and the core disciple was at least a martial artist at the bone-making level. He punched him and killed him on the spot.

"Hmph, a slave is a slave."

When the young man saw Wu Hao stop talking, he said something even more disdainfully and contemptuously, and walked towards the woman in green.

Wu Hao grabbed the broom tightly and swept away the dust on the ground, burying everything in his heart.

Wu Hao didn't say a word all day long, and kept working in various bookshelf and corners. It seemed that the guards had seen such diligent errand disciples for the first time. They also had a good attitude towards Wu Hao. In the past, errand disciples were lazy as they could. For example, Wu Hao had almost never been idle all day, and they hadn't seen anyone here for decades.

However, Wu Hao was looking for some secrets that might be hidden in every corner. The thoughts he got accidentally got yesterday made me look forward to it.

However, all the bookshelf and tables were roughly checked, and there was no gain. Wu Hao could only honestly start reading more than a dozen secrets on the bookshelf of boxing secrets. After his memory strengthened, he could almost memorize these dozen secrets of boxing.

Looking at the disciples who were still copying secret books, Wu Hao was also disdainful.

During this period, I also saw more than a dozen core disciples who went to the second floor, each of them exuded a powerful aura, as if they had the power to open a monument and crack a stone in every move.

At night, Wu Hao began to practice boxing, and naturally he would not abandon the practice of the Xinyi Sutra. There was an intuition telling him that the Xinyi Sutra may be an extraordinary thing, and he could not understand some of the things behind him, and he could only understand them when he reached a certain level of cultivation.

Wu Hao did not practice boxing according to those boxing secrets, but instead created a boxing technique based on his own wisdom and the more than 40 boxing secrets he memorized over the past few days.

"Easy tendons, forge bones, and refine marrow."

Wu Hao never forgot the goal of the warrior. He used branches to write and draw on the ground, studied the effects of moves and moves, and then integrated them.

After more than ten days, it was quite effective. I created a set of boxing techniques with nine moves, each move greatly exercises the human body and from the inside out.

The practice of the mind scriptures has slowed down. After opening up the sea of ​​consciousness, it is a relatively long process of accumulation. Once it is a breakthrough, it is a big breakthrough. Wu Hao is not in a hurry. He can feel that his spirit is better every day and think more clearly and quickly. This is a good thing.

That night, it was just one month since Wu Hao came to the Martial Arts Pavilion. After a day of work, Wu Hao returned to his room. After dinner, he practiced boxing in his small room. He used nine moves of boxing techniques over and over again. The effect of training the body was better than the dozens of boxing secret books he memorized.

boom!

At this moment, a sudden roar followed by the shock of the earth shaking.

Shashasha, Wu Hao hurriedly moved a step to the side, but a piece of sand fell from the top of the room.

Boom, boom, boom~

With three loud noises, Wu Hao hurriedly opened the door and walked out. When he walked through the corridor, a wave of heat suddenly came to his face, wave after wave, but there were three figures constantly intersecting.

"Old monster Fire, you have chosen the wrong place when you come to my Wuliang Sect. You hand over the Wuliang Sect and retreat quickly. Today's events, my Wuliang Sect will pretend that they have never happened. Otherwise, I will summon the elders in my sect to let you die without a place to bury."

A long-distance running figure in black scolded loudly.

Opposite him was a middle-aged man wearing fiery red clothes and red hair and hair. He emitted circles of fiery red halos all over his body. The halos kept impacting, like waves of water, which were the waves of heat that Wu Hao felt.

Wu Hao instantly judged that this might be someone who came to break into the Wuliang Sect’s Martial Arts Pavilion to grab the secret book. The man in black should be a master who protects the Martial Arts Pavilion. Wu Hao’s eyes were more focused on the intruder called the Fire Monster. The hot aura on this person should be emitted by practicing martial arts to a certain level.

This is the first time Wu Hao has seen a powerful person, so he is naturally very curious.

The two of them immediately discovered the confrontation with Wu Hao. The Fire Monster flashed in an instant, and his palms grabbed Wu Hao. The hot breath almost suffocated Wu Hao, and his cheeks were burned to ache.

Bang, Wu Hao was grabbed in the other party's hands.

"The Wuliang Sect is just a remote small sect. I, the old monster Huo, came to see you. If I let me go, I won't kill this kid."

The old monster fire said in a deep voice, but he treated Wu Hao as a hostage.

"Naughty, he is not just a tragic slave who works. If you want to kill, just kill it, the old monster Fire. Since you are obsessed with it and don't hand over the Infinite Heart Sutra, don't think about leaving!"

The man in black didn't even look at Wu Hao who was caught. The footsteps behind him were already sounding. The loud noise just now had already alarmed the guards of the Martial Arts Pavilion. This was almost the most severely defended by Wuliang Sect. Whenever there was any movement, a large number of masters rushed over quickly.

Since his rebirth, Wu Hao felt that he was so close to death for the first time, and for the first time that the strong people in this world were so indifferent to the lives of the weak. He knew that the people from the Wuliang Sect were unreliable, and the man in black and the masters who came would never care about his life or death. At that time, this old monster fire would be afraid that he would kill him at will.

His thoughts flipped quickly. Wu Hao grabbed the opportunity to circle the ground and pulled the pocket on the other party's waist down and threw it into the garbage in the corner of the wall where no one noticed. However, the old monster fire did not notice it. Because several powerful auras rushed over, he threw Wu Hao to the ground. The huge force made Wu Hao's legs almost shattered, and his butt was even more conscious.

"It is impossible to let me die. I, the old monster of Fire, have entered the martial arts pavilion of more than a dozen sects in the past five years. I came and went freely, and no one could catch me. The Wuliang Sect, a level nine sect, wants to keep me? Hahahaha…………………”
Chapter completed!