Chapter 321 - A Strike Sends Flying

Xiao Lang's words immediately caused many of the surrounding disciples to stare.

Clear-eyed people could see that this matter was a grudge between Lin Mo and Xia Yuluo, and they didn't expect and Xiao Lang to even get involved.

"This Xiao Lang is also going to come and get involved? That would be fun."

"Yeah, it's said that this guy always has a cold look, but his hands are exceptionally ruthless, I remember once when he was grabbing a treasure, he actually beat all three teams of people to the point where they couldn't take care of themselves."

"That's really cruel."

"Isn't that so, in his eyes, he only cares about the people he cares about, he doesn't care about any other fellow disciples."

"......"

Some of the disciples who knew Xiao Lang, opened their mouths one after another, but their voices were suppressed extremely low for fear of being heard by Xiao Lang.

Lin Mo didn't know this, and even if he did he wouldn't waver for a second.

Only to see that his Lin Mo's eyes were slightly cold, looking towards Xiao Lang.

And then he also faintly said, "I also advise you that you'd better not mind your own business, otherwise my hand won't be light either."

Hearing Lin Mo's words, Xiao Lang first froze, and then coldly laughed, "Heh, is that so?"

As he said this, the coldness around him intensified, and standing next to him one could feel the icy chill into his bones.

"I'll give you one last chance, are you sure you want to make a move?"

Xiao Lang gazed straight at Lin Mo, arrogance and coldness in his eyes.

Lin Mo's eyes also met his eyes that were full of arrogance and said indifferently, "I'll give you one last chance as well, are you sure you want to meddle?"

"Heh!"

Boom!

Xiao Lang laughed coldly before stepping out, and the Yuan Power in his body instantly surged out.

A strong aura instantly erupted, and his cultivation, in fact, reached the Ninth Sky of the Yuan Pulse Realm.

The moment this aura appeared, the many disciples in the arena were incomparably shocked.

In Qingxuan Sect, there were only a handful of disciples who could reach the ninth heaven of Yuan Pulse realm, especially before coming to this Seven Peaks Martial Arts, that Chu Yuan, who had a great grudge against Lin Mo, had only been at this cultivation level before, and already had the chance to have the wind in his favour in Qingxuan Sect, and to have the rain in his favour.

As for the disciples of the other peaks, apart from Chen Tianhao, they were basically only at the eighth level of the Yuan Pulse Realm.

But now Xiao Lang had unexpectedly reached this level as well.

After unfolding his cultivation, Xiao Lang's gaze still rested on Lin Mo's body, wanting to see Lin Mo's surprised, or even terrified expression.

However, he did not see it.

He only saw that Lin Mo had similarly exploded his cultivation, and although he was only at the seventh level of the Yuan Pulse Realm, there was not a trace of fear in his eyes, and he did not even bring his gaze to look at Xiao Lang, but instead turned to Xia Yuluo.

This was simply ignorance to Xiao Lang.

Shoo!

Such an attitude made him incomparably angry, and then he quickly swung his arm up.

Towards Lin Mo's face, he slapped down fiercely.

He wanted Lin Mo to be slapped down in front of his face and lose his face.

Lin Mo just smiled coldly, and then similarly struck out as he raised his right arm upwards, making a gesture to block Xiao Lang's slap.

"How ridiculous." Xiao Lang said coldly.

Obviously this move of Lin Mo's made Tak feel incomparably stupid, even if Lin Mo possessed uncommon strength, but this kind of behaviour was too much of an overreaction.

How could he say that he was also at the ninth heaven of the Yuan Pulse realm, that defeated Hong Xia, and he were not even at the same level.

For Lin Mo to be so contemptuous, he was simply looking for a face to hit.

Snap!

However, the next moment his face stiffened because his extremely fast slap was actually blocked by Lin Mo's raised arm.

"Sometimes, you have to look at how much you weigh to be a flower protector."

Lin Mo glanced at him and then flung his hand to the side as if he were a child playing around.

This scene directly froze the crowd, this Xiao Lang was at the ninth heaven of the Yuan Chakra realm anyways, although this slap was not the strongest blow, its force was not something that an ordinary disciple at the seventh heaven of the Yuan Chakra realm could resist, right?

However, this scene had actually happened.

"What's going on here? Xiao Lang couldn't have done it on purpose."

"It's possible, Lin Mo is more of a great genius of our sect, and will even replace Eldest Brother as the leader of the new generation in the future, it's only normal that he wouldn't dare to offend."

"That's right, but he won't be able to be a flower protector like this."

"......"

The surrounding disciples opened their mouths to discuss as they seemed to have thought of something after being dumbfounded.

Hearing these words, Xiao Lang's face became incomparably ugly, where he didn't dare to offend, he that was physical strength was not as strong as Lin Mo at all, it could even be said to be much weaker.

"Hmph, looking for death."

Xiao Lang coldly snorted angrily, then the Yuan Power in his body instantly erupted, only to see his five fingers clenched together and slammed out a punch towards Lin Mo.

He had just wanted to beat Lin Mo to the point of losing face just by virtue of his physical strength, but he hadn't expected that he would be made to lose face by Lin Mo instead.

Here, he naturally exploded his full strength to bring back that lost face.