"Six Harmony Fist emphasizes channeling energy throughout the body, reaching all directions."

"Strength rises from the ground, and once mastered, your eyes and hands move as one."

Xiao Qin meticulously demonstrated the fist techniques while explaining the principles of martial arts.

His explanations were both profound and accessible.

As Li Mo observed, he couldn't help but feel curious.

This senior brother's mastery of the Six Harmony Fist is quite impressive, not like the level of an Outer Disciple.

Before long.

Li Mo had memorized the basics in a rather superficial manner.

"How should I address you, Senior Brother?"

"Xiao Qin."

Xiao Qin paused his movements.

Xiao?

Li Mo couldn't help but associate the surname with something extraordinary.

He activated his Divine Fate Eye to assess the other person.

【Name: Xiao Qin】

【Age: 18】

【Innate Talent: None.】

【Realm: Entry Level of the Vital Energy Realm.】

【Destiny: Violet】

【Evaluation: Though his innate talent is ordinary, his comprehension is exceptional, with a resilient character. Outwardly a stubborn rock, but inwardly a hidden gem. He will achieve great things in the future.】

【Recent Encounter: Possesses the Seven-Star Ancient Jade, a treasure of great antiquity that requires absorbing a vast amount of vital energy to activate, causing Xiao Qin's realm to fall from the Ten Meridians of the Vital Energy Realm.】

......

After reading, Li Mo was momentarily stunned.

Senior Brother Xiao Qin is actually of Violet Destiny!

Li Mo hadn't expected it.

After all, the other was an Outer Disciple and didn't seem to have any remarkable traits.

If it weren't for his excellent fist techniques and the attention his surname drew, he might have missed it.

Well, maybe I should just invest in people based on their surnames from now on.

Round up all those with the surname Xiao or Ye and start from there.

It also highlights a point.

Having an excellent destiny doesn't guarantee a smooth life; one might still face various setbacks and tribulations. If one overcomes them, the destiny might strengthen.

If not, the destiny might weaken or even vanish.

As Li Mo's thoughts churned.

Xiao Qin suddenly frowned, glanced at Wang Hu not far away, and said:

"Junior Brother Li Mo, if you have a conflict with Wang Hu, you should leave early."

"Oh? Why do you say that?"

Li Mo was puzzled.

"In the sect's Martial Exhibition Hall, there's a rule."

"Disciples can challenge each other, and the challenged cannot refuse."

Xiao Qin's expression was not pleasant.

"What kind of rule is that? Aren't they afraid of injuring someone?"

Li Mo raised an eyebrow.

Does that mean Wang Hu will deliberately challenge him later?

"With the Steward watching, it won't lead to serious consequences, just some minor injuries and hardships."

Xiao Qin shook his head and sighed.

From his tone, it seemed he had suffered such losses before.

Li Mo pondered.

With such a rule, it's understandable.

The sect doesn't need disciples who only talk the talk. Better to suffer here than to risk their lives outside.

So encouraging martial combat makes sense, as long as no one is maimed or killed, it's all good.

"Well, if you want to learn the fist techniques, you can come find me tomorrow. For today, you should head back."

"No need, what's there to fear."

Li Mo still wore a light smile, seemingly unconcerned.

Xiao Qin frowned.

Does Junior Brother Li think that being a True Disciple means Wang Hu wouldn't dare make a move?

Just then.

Not far away.

"You, come here and fight me."

Wang Hu cracked his knuckles and pushed an Outer Disciple forward.

The Outer Disciple gritted his teeth and faced him.

However, it was only the first day of learning the fist techniques, and he barely had the basics down.

His punches were not much different from a turtle's.

"Feeble, haven't you eaten?"

Wang Hu sneered.

He deflected the disciple's punch and kicked his leg, breaking his unstable stance.

Thud—

The Outer Disciple couldn't stand firm and was kicked to his knees.

On the platform, He Hongfeng frowned.

Sparring is one thing, and using tactics to win is acceptable.

But Wang Hu's fist techniques were clearly superior, and he was deliberately humiliating the other.

However, he glanced at Wang Hao and ultimately said nothing.

"You..."

"Hmm? Not satisfied? We can continue!"

"I... I yield..."

"Pathetic, practice more, now scram."

Wang Hu stretched his neck, the sound of bones cracking, and turned his head:

"Oh, I forgot there's a distinguished True Disciple here."

"Come, let me see what makes a True Disciple so strong."

He approached aggressively, pushing aside several Outer Disciples in his path.

Li Mo: "......"

He seemed aggressive, but Li Mo felt no panic.

After all, he could apply his Martial Dao Comprehension to the Six Harmony Fist at any time.

How many years should he add?

Would adding twenty years make it uncontrollable and accidentally kill someone?

Just then.

Whoosh—

A branch, carrying a chill, sliced through the air.

Wang Hu's face changed instantly, and he dodged without thinking.

However.

He couldn't dodge in time, and his neck was slashed, blood pouring out!

This wasn't a branch; it was like a sharp sword!

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Everyone swallowed, feeling a chill down their spines even from afar.

They all looked towards the entrance.

At the entrance.

Ying Bing stood with a frosty expression, her demeanor calm.

Clearly, that strike just now was her doing.

A single strike, with a casually picked branch, had injured Wang Hu like that?

Li Mo: "!"

What is this damn sense of security?

"She... she wants to kill me."

Wang Hu's face turned pale, his voice trembling.

Wang Hao was shaken, looking at the stunning figure, his eyes flashing with possessiveness.

On the first day, she had already practiced an Upper-Tier Sword Technique to early proficiency?

High talent, great comprehension, stunning beauty, and such a bold personality.

But Wang Hu was still wailing miserably.

So he solemnly questioned:

"Sister Ying Bing, how can you so easily attempt to kill a fellow disciple!"

"You better give me an explanation."

And was promptly ignored.

"What brings you here?" Li Mo asked, a bit surprised.

"Heading to the Scripture Repository, happened to pass by."

Ying Bing's brows furrowed for a moment, then relaxed.

She seemed to understand why Li Mo was at the Martial Exhibition Hall.

"Have you opened your meridians?"

"Yes, but unlike you, I haven't learned sword techniques."

Li Mo, curious, couldn't help but be surprised.

That strike just now was definitely not something a beginner could perform.

Nor could someone who just opened their meridians. Ice Block must have opened at least one main meridian.

Wow, a Red Destiny is truly terrifying.

Almost like having a cheat code.

"Let's return to the Autumn Water Pavilion."

Ying Bing's lips parted slightly.

Without waiting for Li Mo to respond, she turned and walked out.

"Alright."

Glancing at the still-dazed Xiao Qin, Li Mo felt there was no rush.

After all, people won't run away, investing tomorrow is just as good.

The two talked as if no one else was around.

Not far away, Wang Hao's face was dark enough to drip water:

"Sister Ying Bing, you almost killed my cousin just now!"

"Even if you're a True Disciple, you can't act so recklessly."

Ying Bing paused.

Seemingly finding the buzzing fly annoying, she slightly turned her head, her voice like jade falling on stone:

"When I kill, I never almost do."

With that, she walked out the door.

Along the way, no Outer Disciple dared to meet her gaze.

Li Mo: "!"

Yes, that's exactly it, that's the spirit.

"You..."

Wang Hao was momentarily choked, his dark expression shifting several times.

The other's irrefutable words truly made him feel a sense of conviction.

"Brother He, are you just going to watch?"

"Sister Ying didn't break any rules, and your cousin's wailing sounds full of energy, hardly like he's seriously injured."

"Besides, he himself said he wanted to challenge a True Disciple, and here the True Disciple is."

He Hongfeng chuckled.

Does he look like a fool?

Even if Sister Ying dismantled the Martial Exhibition Hall, he'd have to cover for her.

"Stop whining, she's gone." Wang Hao, in a foul mood, kicked Wang Hu in the rear.

Wang Hu finally realized that his neck only had a superficial cut.

It looked scary, but it was nothing serious.

But he truly felt like he had brushed past death!

"Li Mo, you coward! Still relying on a woman to protect you!"

"Dare to come to the Martial Exhibition Hall again, and I'll make you pay! She can't protect you every day!"

Wang Hu shouted angrily towards the outside.

Suddenly, he noticed Xiao Qin in the corner, shaking his head with a smile.

"You dare laugh at me, you good-for-nothing? Weren't you the one teaching Li Mo the fist techniques?"

Wang Hu exploded.

"If you're so good at teaching, come on, let me learn from you too."

Xiao Qin squinted his eyes, preparing himself.

He didn't have the luck of Junior Brother Li.

He could only rely on himself.