The Sacred Gate

Normally, he wouldn't go on stage after losing, but there was no rule that said he couldn't go on stage again!    

    

Mao Yiwei's heart suddenly sank, and his expression became extremely unsightly. His heart felt as if it had eaten a ton of dung, and was extremely uncomfortable.    

    

How could Mao Yiwei not feel upset?    

    

With great difficulty, they managed to win over Zheng Hui with their crafty plots.    

    

Now that Zheng Hui had broken through the Astral Essence Realm and flown up, what should he do?    

    

You want to admit defeat? He also felt that it wasn't right, admitting defeat at the hands of a defeated opponent was very embarrassing!    

    

Not admitting defeat? He really couldn't beat her!    

    

With this hesitation, Zheng Hui didn't bother to greet him and directly went over and gave him a slap.    

    

"Ah ?"    

    

Mao Yiwei turned pale with fright. He waved his fist to block, but he was simply unable to block it.    

    

Zheng Hui bent down and moved her fists. She smashed down with her hammers and kicked fiercely at Mao Yiwei.    

    

All of the bones in Mao Yiwei's body had been broken by the kick, his head was smashed into a pig head, he could not even scream, and directly fainted on the Ring.    

    

"Junior Sister, it's done!"    

    

It was Chen Mo who called out to Zheng Hui.    

    

If Chen Mo had not spoken, Mao Yiwei would have been beaten to death!    

    

Hearing Chen Mo calling her, Zheng Hui stopped and turned. She activated his Spirit Qi and flew up to Chen Mo with an excited smile on her face, and said: "Shixiong Xiao Mo, you haven't been disappointed this time, have you?"    

    

Chen Mo patted Zheng Hui's Shoulder, and said while laughing: "Hahaha, you are too satisfying to me, Senior Brother!"    

    

On the other side of the Mysterious Gate, although the Leader of the Celestial Sect of Wonders was forcing a smile, Deputy Leader of the Celestial Sect of Wonders Ma Hualong's face became extremely ugly.    

    

Mao Yiwei was the number one person in his Indoor Disciple. He was nearly killed and heavily injured.    

    

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and bring it down!"    

    

Ma Hualong's face darkened as he shouted out to his disciples.    

    

Those few disciples immediately carried Mao Yiwei down. Ma Hualong was even reluctant to take out pill s to treat his injuries, and allowed Mao Yiwei to faint.    

    

Ma Xiaojiu arrived in front of Ma Hualong and said in a low voice: "Father, I have observed that Bastard for a long time. That Bastard is definitely a vicious and cunning character.    

    

Ma Hualong frowned, and said: "Then what do we do?"    

    

Ma Xiaojiu said in a low voice: "Father, we must quickly kill this kind of dangerous opponent, the faster the better. You can directly ask the Herb Sect, and see if that guy is a Successor Disciple or not!"    

    

"Then send someone to challenge him!"    

    

Ma Hualong nodded and followed along.    

    

Ma Hualong walked next to the Herb Sect and inquired with a smile: "Flower Master, in your sect, who is the young monk who carries an old granny? You really care about your own Junior Sister!"    

    

The Herb Sect said: "Oh, that is my Great Elder of the Medicine Sect's new direct disciple, Chen Xiaomo. This matter has yet to be announced to the public.    

    

Ma Hualong cupped his fists, and laughed: "Congratulations, so you are a direct disciple, no wonder you are so extraordinary!"    

    

Ma Hualong's extraordinary words naturally referred to the matter of Chen Mo taking out the pill.    

    

Herb Sect smiled and agreed.    

    

Ma Hualong retreated back and whispered a few words to his other disciple.    

    

Originally, Ma Xiaojiu's big brother, second, third and fourth brother wanted to go up, but they were stopped by Ma Xiaojiu.    

    

Ma Xiaojiu told them that under the situation where Chen Mo's strength was unknown, it was best not to act blindly without thinking.    

    

He was also the direct disciple of the Sect Master, the head disciple of the Mysterious Gate. At the age of 50, he was about to lose his identity as a direct disciple.    

    

A forty year old cultivator stepped onto the round table, cupped his fists, and looked straight at Chen Mo: "I heard from my Master, that the Great Clan Elder had just accepted a new direct disciple named Chen Xiaomo. Not only is he young, his talent is also top-notch, and has not been announced to the outside world, I am from the young generation of the Mysterious Gate.    

    

If one did not know the age of the other party, who knew if they were called senior brother or Senior Sister, they would normally be called Fellow Daoists.    

    

Everyone's eyes, were all looking at Chen Mo again.    

    

If a direct disciple didn't go up after being challenged by a name, he would be mocked by others.    

    

Hua Yuyanheyetianlan turned and look at Chen Mo, his eyes full of ridicule.    

    

They thought, Chen Mo was done for this time.    

    

Chen Mo laughed, and cupped his fists: "You want to challenge me? You are not qualified. Defeat my Junior Sister first, then I will accept your challenge! "    

    

After he finished speaking, Chen Mo waved to Zheng Hui who was behind him, and his eyes focused slightly.    

    

Zheng Hui saw the look in Chen Mo's eyes, nodded, and understood. She flew up onto the Ring and kicked the cultivator away, causing him to vomit blood and faint on the spot.    

    

Zheng Hui flew down and smiled at Chen Mo, indicating that she understood.    

    

Only then did Chen Mo look towards the Mysterious Gate. He was no fool, the reason why the Mysterious Gate had challenged him was because they were targeting him.    

    

He looked over, and after seeing Ma Tao and the other two, he finally understood.    

    

At this moment, the atmosphere at the scene turned somewhat awkward.    

    

No one would have thought that Chen Mo would use such a method to push away this challenge.    

    

Such shamelessness refreshed everyone's eyes.    

    

But since he was unhappy, he couldn't say it out loud.    

    

"You are really shameless, others have called you many times but you did not agree, you have really humiliated us Herb Sect, you do not have any manliness at all!"    

    

Hua Yuyan, who was standing beside Chen Mo, turned her head to look at him and whispered.    

    

She was belittling and scolding Chen Mo!    

    

"Hair have short knowledge, what do you know!"    

    

Chen Mo laughed and replied Hua Yuyan.    

    

"Your Bastard ?"    

    

Hua Yuyan gritted her teeth as she said this, and almost couldn't hold back and attacked.    

    

The Mysterious Gate cultivators on the opposite side were all incomparably furious. In the younger generation of Astral Essence Realm, there were only direct disciples left, but the other disciples did not dare to go up.    

    

Ma Xiaojiu said a few more words to Ma Hualong in a low voice before he went in front of the direct disciple of the Great Clan Elder of the Mysterious Gate and muttered a few words to him.    

    

The direct disciple of the Great Clan Elder of Mysterious Gate was already forty-nine years old, and would soon be fifty years old.    

    

A direct disciple was the only special existence, surpassing the age of forty-one and still considered the on behalf of of the young generation.    

    

The direct disciple was called Mao Junjie, with a tall stature and was extremely handsome. He was only slightly less handsome than Zhou Junjie, but he looked much more composed and composed.    

    

And his strength, had already reached the Middle stage of the Supreme Force.    

    

Ma Junjie, Mao Junjie, Zhou Junjie were known as the three great elites of the Mysterious Gate.    

    

Mao Junjie flew to the Ring, cupped his fists, and smiled elegantly.    

    

The cultivators of Herb Sect were all shocked!