In the span of over ten breaths, the burly guy with the scorpion tattoo on his face rushed over with over ten underlings. Before he could make a move, the two underlings behind him had already sped up and darted out. They took out two paper bags and tossed them over.
Hua!
The paper bags weren't tied tightly. In addition to the fact that Sun Mo threw them with force, they split open even without Sun Mo hitting them. The air was filled with white lime powder that flew toward him.
"As expected, it's a chaotic gang battle move!"
Sun Mo's eyes narrowed. His wooden blade swept out like he was splashing ink.
Colors of Autumn!
Swoosh!
The white lime powder seemed to have been swept up by a gust of wind, disappearing from Sun Mo's sight. Instead, they rolled toward the scorpion man's group.
Hua la!
His head and face were showered with water.
"Cough cough!"
"How did you guys throw it?"
"F * * *, kill him!"
The group of people coughed and cursed, their auras growing even more violent.
Sun Mo glanced at the ruffians behind the Pearflower Alley. There was still over 30 meters between them. Therefore, he decisively pounced toward the scorpion man.
He swung his wooden blade repeatedly!
The two underlings who had thrown the lime powder bags were very experienced. They held a short blade in one hand and covered their faces with the other, observing Sun Mo through the gaps between their fingers.
"He's here!"
Seeing Sun Mo pouncing over, they cried out and increased their speed again.
When gangs fought on the streets, they had to be ruthless. As long as they could restrain their opponent, they would be like a big fish trapped in a fishing net, waiting to be slaughtered.
It was a pity that the battle tactic they were used to today wasn't working. The two underlings had been staring at the wooden blade and were preparing to dodge, but they suddenly turned into afterimages. After that, an intense pain came from their cheeks, and they were sent flying uncontrollably.
When the scorpion man saw his two underlings flying toward him, he was so angry that he coughed up blood. Weren't they obstructing him from fighting? However, he couldn't injure his underlings. Therefore, he could only stretch out his hand to catch them.
Just when he caught the ruffians, before he could put them down, a wooden blade pierced over like a poisonous tongue.
The scorpion man's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't care less about his underlings anymore. He tilted his head and dodged. At the same time, his wrist trembled, and the metal cudgel in his hand swung toward Sun Mo's head.
"Let's see if you're going to dodge or not."
The scorpion guy stared at Sun Mo. This was a method where both sides would suffer. If Sun Mo didn't dodge, he would be hit. At that time, the scorpion guy's subordinates would swarm over and gang up on him. If Sun Mo dodged, the scorpion guy would be able to chase after him and completely suppress him.
"Kill him!"
The scoundrels also started shouting. When scoundrels fought, it was all about how one didn't care about his life and the other didn't care about his aura.
Sun Mo's lips curled up. He didn't dodge!
"This is a ruthless person!"
The guy with the scorpion tattoo looked at Sun Mo's expression and silently lamented his bad luck. This time around, he would most probably have to go back and lie in bed for a few days. However, his boss had said that the employer this time around was very generous. If he was injured, he would pay a huge sum of medical fees.
Of course, it was best to avoid getting injured if possible. Therefore, the Scorpion Man tried his best to dodge, but he realized that it was useless.
"So fast?"
The scorpion man was shocked.
Sun Mo's wooden blade wasn't just fast, it was also terrifyingly accurate.
In the next instant, the Scorpion Man felt a hacket-shaped object piercing into his mouth with great force.
He was so satisfied that his teeth were about to shatter.
Sun Mo exerted force in his arm and with a ferocious flick, the scorpion man was sent flying and smashed toward the scoundrels behind him.
"Boss!"
The scoundrels shouted and stretched out their hands to catch him.
Sun Mo dashed forward and struck out toward the back of the scorpion man.
Bang!
The scorpion man flew out and became a human meat shield.
The scoundrels were standing in front of their boss and were worried that they might injure him, so it wasn't easy for them to attack. However, Sun Mo didn't care. His wooden blade flew up and down and kept on stabbing out, hitting the bodies of the scoundrels.
Pak pak pak!
Each hit would cause a person's head to bleed and their bones to break.
Howls of agony and misery instantly permeated through this narrow Pearflower Alley.
"Scatter lime powder!"
The scoundrels behind called out nervously. This time around, they had encountered a tough opponent.
A scoundrel had just taken out a paper bag containing lime powder when he saw a hand reaching over and grabbing it.
Swoosh!
Sun Mo snatched away the bag of lime powder and lifted his hand to smash the scoundrels' faces.
Bang!
The scoundrels' faces turned pale as if they had been smeared with a layer of powder.
"Attack... attack together!"
A scoundrel shouted as he retreated. But when he turned his head and wanted to look for a companion, he discovered that there wasn't anyone around him. He was the only one left.
Swoosh!
The wooden saber chopped down on his neck.
The scoundrel's eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground.
Sun Mo turned his head and looked toward the group of scoundrels at the back of the alley.
The hurried and concentrated footsteps instantly vanished.
Over ten scoundrels were holding weapons and standing in the alley, feeling their scalps turning numb.
How long had it been since both parties started fighting? It should have been over ten breaths of time, right? They hadn't even finished running over 30 meters, yet this guy had already defeated his companions?
(Aren't you showing off a little too much?)
Honestly speaking, if the scoundrels at the back ran faster, they would be able to pincer Sun Mo before their companions were defeated. However, their boss had intentionally suppressed his speed, wanting to let the scoundrels in front exhaust their enemies first while he would pick up the slack!
But who could have expected that they would be defeated the moment they met?
"Boss, what should we do?"
Some scoundrels panicked. They clearly wouldn't be able to win!
"You're not allowed to run!"
Sun Mo strode over the scoundrels on the ground and walked back. There was a scoundrel with a hoarse voice, shouting in an unpleasant manner. Sun Mo lifted his leg and kicked his face.
Bang!
The scoundrel didn't make a sound and directly fainted. However, his nose was broken and fresh blood flowed out, quickly drenching his clothes.
Gulp!
The scoundrels gulped down a mouthful of saliva, their eyes twitching a little.
(This guy is so ruthless!)
"Tell me, who are you guys?"
Sun Mo walked to the side of the scorpion guy and kicked his head. After that, his gaze swept over this group of scoundrels.
At that instant, the scoundrels felt their scalps turning numb. They felt as if they were being stared at by a violent bear. It was as if they would be broken like fragile corn cobs at the next instant.
Two small heads popped out from the wall of the courtyard that was covered in moss.
"Teacher is so awesome!"
Lu Zhiruo wanted to clap her hands. It was because her teacher was standing in the Pearflower Alley, facing over ten scoundrels with sharp blades in their hands. He was simply incomparably handsome.
"It's such a despicable move again!"
Li Ziqi was very angry. This was definitely done by Zhou Yong. He probably knew that such a method wouldn't be able to hurt Sun Mo, but it could disgust Sun Mo.
Who would be able to endure being harassed like this all the time?
"This can't do. I have to go and warn this guy. If he dares to find trouble with Teacher again, I'll kill him!"
Li Ziqi pondered, and her expression gradually turned solemn again.
This matter wouldn't be easy to handle. Zhou Yong's father, Zhou Yuanzhi, seemed to have no relationship with Li Zixing on the surface, but in truth, he was working for this prince.
The Zhou Clan's rise in the recent ten plus years and becoming a huge merchant clan in Jinling City could be said to be because they had latched onto this prince's thigh.
Li Ziqi's brain was very good, and her way of thinking was very comprehensive and deep. She thought of another possibility. If Zhou Yong was targeting Sun Mo because he was instigated by someone, and his ultimate goal was to make the Central Province Academy infamous, then wouldn't there be an even greater conspiracy hidden?
"Quickly look, they're fighting again!"
Lu Zhiruo exclaimed in shock.
The scoundrels were afraid and didn't want to fight anymore. However, how could Sun Mo let them off? He directly pounced over.
"Brat, you're the one who's courting death!"
The leader of the scoundrels bellowed loudly. He seemed very ferocious, but he actually turned and ran.
Sun Mo dashed out and executed the Universe Formless Clone Technique.
Swoosh!
A huge lump of blood-colored fog rapidly gushed out from Sun Mo's body. After that, a 'Sun Mo' rushed out from within. Not only did this' Sun Mo 'have the same height and appearance, but even his clothes and wooden blade were the same.
The clone Sun Mo leaped up high, stepping on the scoundrels' shoulders and heads, darting over. After that, he did a somersault and landed on the ground. He then turned and slashed out with his blade.
River of Spring Water!
Pak!
The wooden blade slapped onto the face of the leader of the scoundrels, causing him to spin like a spinning top. After that, with a bang, he slammed into the wall.
Then, the two Sun Mo's started a pincer attack.
"Wow!"
Upon seeing this scene, Lu Zhiruo couldn't help but sit on the wall and start clapping. (This move is so cool. I want to learn it.)
That clone's movements were agile and graceful. It looked like it had a soul consciousness because it could even dodge and block attacks. It could even execute all the moves that Sun Mo had learned...
"As expected of the Skyraise Academy's ultimate divine art!"
Li Ziqi sighed ruefully. After that, when she thought of how Sun Mo had selflessly imparted such a top-notch cultivation art to her, her heart was filled with gratitude and worship.
In this world, how many people could be a teacher like Sun Mo?
"I'm really very lucky to be able to enter Teacher's tutelage!"
Li Ziqi felt a little happy. She couldn't help but recall that evening when she first met Sun Mo by the Cloud Pavilion Lake.
Ding!
Favorable impression points from Li Ziqi + 50. Friendly (760/1,000).
Sun Mo and his clone attacked from the front and back, completely oppressing the group of scoundrels. In less than ten seconds, all of them were defeated.
"Teacher!"
Lu Zhiruo happily jumped down from the wall and ran over.
Li Ziqi's movements were much slower. She held onto the wall with both hands and stretched herself as close as she could to the ground before letting go.
She was so careful. When Li Ziqi landed, her body swayed a few times and she almost lost her balance and fell.
"Zhiruo, be careful!"
Li Ziqi reminded, worried that the papaya girl would be taken hostage.
Sun Mo panted heavily and his heart stirred.
The clone turned into a lump of red mist and returned to Sun Mo's body, fusing into it.
Sun Mo sensed the feeling in his body and couldn't help but shake his head. The clone was quite useful, but it consumed too much spirit qi.
In just ten seconds, half of his spirit qi had been depleted. Moreover, he felt a sense of fatigue. It was as if he had been squeezed dry by a young woman who could suck dirt just by sitting on the ground.
"It should be because my cultivation base is too low and my spirit qi is too little. It's not enough for me to maintain the Universe Formless Clone Technique for a long period of time!"
Sun Mo guessed the reason.
This was a peerless-grade saint-tier cultivation art and was relatively difficult to cultivate. Those geniuses in the Skyraise Academy who were fortunate enough to cultivate this cultivation art would be at least at the longevity realm by the time they reached the sixth level. The weakest among them would be at the seventh or eighth level of the divine force realm. Therefore, their spirit qi would be relatively abundant and they wouldn't encounter such a problem.
For someone like Sun Mo who could cultivate a clone at the second level of the blood-ignition realm, he was truly unique.
"Zhiruo, go and help me pick up a rock!"
Sun Mo swept his gaze around. Very good, he could enter the interrogation segment now!
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