She has red eyes, slender eyebrows, and a face as white as jade. She is cold and arrogant, but also cool and sexy, making people's hearts beat.

She and Qin Yeqiu are both cold, but completely different. Qin Yeqiu is as cold as cold spring water. Her tranquility and profoundness make it impossible to think of blasphemy. Her cooling is like a ball of fire wrapped in ice.

She was plump and slender, taller than Li Muchan. She took two steps to stand in front of Li Muchan and said calmly: "Junior brother Li, please!"

Li Muchan said in a deep voice: "Then it is blasphemy!"

He lightly slapped a palm, and Yan Mei looked at it quietly. When the palm reached his chest, he stabbed Li Muchan's wrist with his fingers, lightly and gracefully.

Li Muchan turned her wrist and turned her palm into a fist. She pounded her slender fingers. She contracted her fingers into palms to meet him.

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"Bang!" It was like a punch hitting a military drum, and both of them took a step back.

Li Muchan felt a warm and soft feeling in his palm, like touching a piece of mutton-fat white jade. It was also a bit softer than mutton-fat white jade.

The palms of the two people met, and after the internal force collided, they each took a step back, seemingly evenly matched. The three girls, Luo Jiangyan, frowned, showing worried expressions.

Yan Mei frowned and looked at Li Muchan, and said calmly: "Come again!"

She slapped her palm straight towards him, and Li Muchan met him. "Bang" the two palms met again, and a soft feeling came from Li Muchan's palm. At the same time, a soft force hit him, trying to repel him.

Li Muchan shook his wrist gently to resolve the strange force, and stood firmly, his eyebrows did not flinch, and their palms were pressed together, motionless.

"Senior Sister Yan." Li Chenjing called softly.

With stern eyebrows and a stern face, he stared at Li Muchan. Li Muchan greeted him with a smile. Their palms were pressed together, motionless.

After a while, Yan's eyebrows and purple shirt were fluttering like they were standing in a strong wind. Luo Jiangyan and the three girls stared at Li Muchan, looking up and down. They were really curious that he could block Senior Sister Yan's palm!

Li Muchan just looked at Yan Mei with a smile. There was nothing strange about his body. Yan Mei's clothes were hazy, and soon wisps of white mist appeared from the back of his head. It was obvious that his luck had reached its peak.

Luo Jiangyan and the others never expected that Yan Mei's internal strength was not as good as Li Muchan's. Seeing this situation, their bright eyes widened as if they had seen a ghost. This was obviously Yan Mei's disadvantage!

Her eyebrows were furrowed tightly, her clothes were shaking even more, white steam was steaming from the top of her head, her cold face was flushed, she was extremely charming.

This kind of situation is to bring your inner strength to its peak and try your best.

Li Muchan said warmly: "Senior Sister Yan, let's withdraw our internal strength and stop."

Yan Mei tightly closed her seductive lips, saying nothing.

Luo Jiangyan looked at the two women in disbelief, and she smiled again: "Junior brother Li, how did you develop your internal strength? It's so amazing!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "This is the wonder of Zhaoxia Kung Fu, your inner strength is indeed advancing rapidly."

"The Dawn Gong is really powerful!" Luo Jiangyan exclaimed, "I admire it! ... Senior Sister Yan, in my opinion, let's stop. We came here to see if the Morning Glow Kung is as strong as the legend says. Now it seems that it is.

It’s well-deserved!”

Yan Mei pondered for a moment and nodded slowly. Li Muchan smiled and said, "Senior Sister Yan is wise!"

The two of them each contracted their internal strength. Yan Mei glared at Li Muchan coldly, put away his jade palm and said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Li, let's compete in swordsmanship!"

Her clothes lay flat, the white mist behind her head dissipated, but the blush on her face did not dissipate, and she was as beautiful as a flower.

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Li Muchan hurriedly waved his hand: "If it's a swordsmanship competition, I will admit defeat directly. I only learned the thirty-sixth form of Zhaoxia Swordsmanship, which is far from enough."

"In this way..." Yan Mei pondered for a moment and shook his head: "My internal strength is not as good as yours, and my palm skills are probably not as good as yours... In the future, if you master swordsmanship, I will come back for advice."

Li Muchan cupped his fists and said with a smile: "Okay, I have mastered the 108 styles of Zhaoxia Sword Technique and asked Senior Sister for advice."

"Yeah." Yan frowned and nodded, turned around and left.

"Sister Yan." Li Chenjing ran out after him. Luo Jiangyan and Gu Qiongxin looked at Li Muchan as if they were looking at a monster.

This time, they planned to teach Li Muchan a lesson. Even if they didn't break his arm, they would make him lie on the bed for a while to destroy the male disciple's arrogance.

Because of the Dawn Gong, these male disciples have the tendency to rise up. They want to suppress them in advance, and the key is Li Muchan.

Everything is because Li Muchan has realized the Dawn Gong and wants to pass it on to his male disciples. This is the source. If he wants to suppress the male disciples, of course he must start from the source.

They never expected that they would reach this point. Li Muchan's mere few months of training was worth more than ten years of their training, and Yan Mei could not defeat him.

Li Muchan smiled and said, "Senior Sister Luo, Senior Sister Gu, do you have any other advice?"

"Junior brother Li is so awesome, I admire him!" Luo Jiangyan said with a smile: "It's true that God has blessed his talent, I can't help but accept it!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Senior Sister Luo, I deserve the award, but I just mastered the Morning Star Kung Fu by chance. Compared to the hard work of the senior sisters, I feel really ashamed."

The smile on Luo Jiangyan's face faltered, and then he smiled again: "No matter how good your palm skills are, flesh palms can't compete with a long sword. Then let's wait and see Junior Brother Li's sword skills."

Li Muchan's words were obviously sarcastic. He said he was ashamed, but he was actually ashamed for them. Both Luo Jiangyan and Gu Qiongxin could hear the meaning behind his words. They gritted their teeth secretly and wanted to curse, but they held back.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Thank you, Senior Sister, for your concern. I have mastered my swordsmanship, and I will definitely ask Senior Sister Luo for advice in person."

"Okay, I'll just wait and see. I hope it doesn't take too long." Luo Jiangyan smiled sweetly.

Li Muchan also smiled: "It won't be long."

"Huh, Junior Sister Gu, let's go!" Luo Jiangyan lightly stomped her feet, turned around and left.

Gu Qiongxin shook her head and snorted: "Arrogant boy, just wait!"

Li Muchan smiled and clasped his fists. He didn't care, but showed a hint of provocation.

Gu Qiongxin gritted her teeth, glared at him fiercely, turned around and left the small courtyard.

Li Muchan stood in the center of the small courtyard, watching them leave, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

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He breathed a sigh of relief, then took the sword and began to practice swordsmanship. If he didn't practice swordsmanship well, the good days would come to an end. Not long after he started practicing, when he was getting better, a burst of laughter came from outside the courtyard. Qiao Zaixian and Lin Beihai

Opening the door and walking in, you are in high spirits.

"Junior Brother Li, what a good Junior Brother Li!" Qiao Zaixian strode over, patted him on the shoulder, and laughed: "You have given us men a lot of face!"

Li Muchan sheathed his sword and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Qiao, Senior Brother Lin, what's going on?"

Qiao Zaixian smiled and said: "Junior Brother Li, you beat Senior Sister Yan, right?"

Li Muchan stretched out his hand to invite them to sit down in the small pavilion, then used his inner energy to heat the teapot. The three of them made tea, sat down and talked slowly.

"It's not really a win." Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile, "It's just a tie."

Qiao Zaixian smiled and said: "Even if it's a tie, it counts as a win. How long have you been practicing? How long has Senior Sister Yan been practicing!... I didn't expect Junior Brother Li that you are so good! You have mastered the Dawn Gong and passed it on to us. I really can't even think about it."

thing!"

Li Muchan smiled and stopped being modest. He could see that Qiao Zaixian didn't like being modest, and felt that he was vain and very unhappy.

Lin Beihai said: "Junior Brother Li, we have been blessed."

Li Muchan smiled and said: "With the Dawn Glow Skill, can we feel proud?"

"Yes!" Qiao Zaixian said with a smile: "Look at Junior Brother Li, you will know it. After just practicing for a long time, he is better than Senior Sister Yan. It seems that the Dawn Gong is far better than the Yingyue Gong!"

Li Muchan shook his head: "Senior Brother Qiao, I don't think the Morning Star Kung Fu is an invincible magical skill. It may not be better than the Ying Yue Kung Fu. I just met the master. He is over a hundred years old but he looks like a thirty-year-old man. You can see the magic of the Ying Yue Kung Fu."

"Well, that's true." Qiao Zaixian nodded and said, "Master looks like he is thirty years old, and the Ying Yue Kung Fu is indeed amazing."

Li Muchan said: "The morning glow skill is very fast in advancing, first fast and then slowly. At first, it could surpass the Ying Yue skill, but later on, the Ying Yue skill slowly catches up. The two are probably about the same."

Qiao Zaixian said: "This way we will be satisfied. As long as our minds are similar, we will definitely not lose to them!"

Lin Beihai nodded slowly: "Not bad!"

Qiao Zaixian said: "Junior brother Li, you haven't experienced it firsthand. You can't work hard, ten times harder than them, only to watch them surpass you. This feeling of despair is too tortured! Many senior brothers can't stand this and go down the mountain.

go."

Li Muchan nodded: "I can imagine it."

"So Junior Brother Li, you have done great deeds and saved us!" Qiao Zaixian laughed and said, "Let's go down the mountain and have a good meal!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "It's not good..."

Qiao Zaixian and Lin Beihai pulled him up, and the three of them left the courtyard together.

After walking for more than ten steps, he walked straight down the mountain, and six more male disciples came in. Qiao Zaixian introduced him to them. These eight people were the only eight male disciples left in Zixia Mountain.

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The nine of them walked to the halfway point of the mountain when a group of women, about six of them, walked up the mountain chattering. They were all wearing green shirts and had graceful figures.

Qiao Zaixian and the others suddenly slowed down and hesitated a little. Li Muchan looked at them doubtfully.

Qiao Zaixian forced a smile: "Junior Brother Li, please stop talking later."

Li Muchan whispered: "Senior Brother Qiao, what's going on?"

"Unlucky to run into them!" Qiao Zaixian shook his head, his face gloomy.

Although they hesitated, they did not stop, nor did the girls opposite them. They met each other soon. They were all looking at them with smiles, but the male disciples forced their faces to smile. Li Muchan didn't know why.

"Hey, Senior Brother Qiao, Senior Brother Lin, what a coincidence." A petite girl in front smiled sweetly, covering her mouth and said, "I didn't expect to meet so many senior brothers here."

"Cheng...Junior Sister Cheng, what a coincidence." Qiao Zaixian clasped his fists and laughed, his voice trembling.
To be continued...