Chapter 5 You Are Not Qualified to Be My Woman!

"continue!"

After recovering his physical strength, Mo Wentian returned to the waterfall again, this time, a thick iron sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hand!

The iron sword is three feet long, and it doesn't even have the edge of the sword!

But in Mo Wentian's hands, this sword has become extremely mysterious. With a single swing of the sword, the water under the waterfall flows with Mo Wentian's sword technique!

once, twice...

Under the waterfall, that figure never tired of it, went ashore again and again, entered the water again and again!

"Isn't this kid dead set? Without spiritual roots, it's impossible to become a true sword cultivator!"

"Tsk tsk... I heard that this kid is going to challenge Lin Xiao!"

"Challenging Lin Xiao is really a joke. Lin Xiao is a fifth-class spiritual root, and a strong man at the fourth level of gathering spirits. How can he be comparable to a piece of trash!"

"Pity……"

...

Watching Mo Wentian practicing sword under the waterfall, there was a lot of discussion around, some ridiculed, some regretted!

But Mo Wentian under the waterfall did not waver at all!

City Lord's Mansion.

In the small courtyard where Lin Xiao was.

"Waste, two waste!"

Lin Xiao trembled all over in anger, more than one hundred gold coins are gone now!

More importantly, these gold coins fell into the hands of Mo Wentian!

This is simply a naked humiliation!

"Mo Wentian, tomorrow is the day you and I make an appointment to fight. Tomorrow's battle, I will humiliate you in front of the entire East Sword City!"

In Lin Xiao's eyes, murderous aura shot up to the sky!

And in the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion, in a very gorgeous compound, a cold and beautiful woman is playing a set of fierce swordsmanship.

"Miss, there are rumors that Master Wentian has started to practice sword again, and this time he is still under the waterfall!"

The woman stopped, and a voice came from outside.

"Don't ask God..."

When the woman heard this, her expression suddenly turned cold, and she said, "So what about practicing swords, without spiritual roots, I will never be able to marry him!"

There was a hint of disgust in the woman's eyes!

under the waterfall.

After recovering again, Mo Wentian stood up slowly and practiced for a whole day, Mo Wentian's specific soul.

It is rapidly increasing!

"The Heaven Devouring God Art is too domineering. If I practice ordinary exercises, I can enter the waterfall at most three times a day, but today..."

A slight smile rose from the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth. Today, he has practiced under the waterfall seventeen times!

Seventeen times of practice, Mo Wentian has been able to persist under the 100-meter waterfall for a quarter of an hour!

Compared with the first three minutes, it has increased by five times!

"Enough here today, continue tomorrow!"

Mo Wentian carried a heavy iron sword and walked towards his dilapidated small courtyard, all eyes fell on Mo Wentian.

Don't ask the sky if you don't know!

"Mo Wentian, stop!"

Just as Mo Wentian turned and took two steps away, a voice of scolding suddenly came!

"It's Second Miss, Second Miss is here!"

"This trash came here to practice swords, so he wanted to get the second lady's attention!"

"Second Miss is a seventh-class spirit body. When she enters the Lijian Realm, she can become a disciple of the Three Great Sword Sects!"

"Does this trash still want lazy toads to eat swan meat?"

...

A series of discussions sounded, turned his head, and a delicate and beautiful body fell into Mo Wentian's sight.

Seeing this figure, Mo Wentian's body shook.

"Brother Tian, ​​can you teach me how to practice Qingxuan swordsmanship?"

"Brother Wentian, when you awaken the ninth-class spiritual root, I will beg Daddy to let me marry you!"

...

"Mo Wentian, you don't even have a first-class spiritual root, but I am a seventh-class spiritual root. From now on, you will leave Wentian Pavilion, and you and I will walk together!"

...

Voices sounded in Mo Wentian's mind, and Mo Wentian's mind fluctuated inexplicably.

"It turned out to be a confidante, a confidant, but it was just a joke..."

Mo Wentian looked at the charming woman, and the expression on his face recovered.

Mo Qingcheng, the second young lady of the Mo family, a seventh-class spiritual root, currently cultivated at the eighth level of gathering spirits!

"What do you want from me?"

Mo Wentian looked at Mo Qingcheng and asked indifferently.

With such a confidante, what nostalgia is there, and Mo Wentian's heart is instantly calm when he breaks his affection!

"Mo Wentian, you don't even have a first-class spiritual root, so it's impossible to become a sword cultivator again!"

"I know you want to get my attention, but you and Lin Xiao are going to fight, this is undoubtedly the most stupid behavior!"

"And my father has already agreed to the marriage proposal of Jianzi from the Lin family in Jiancheng. Only a genius like Jianzi from the Lin family is worthy of me!"

"As for you, you're nothing but trash!"

Before Mo Wentian could speak, Mo Qingcheng suddenly took a step forward with aggressive eyes.

"waste!"

Mo Wentian was furious, such a beauty, even if it was given to him, he would not bother to play with it!

Although he doesn't care, it's not enough for others to humiliate him!

"I don't ask if Tian is a waste, I know it myself, but you..."

Mo Wentian paused for a moment, and then said with disdain on his face: "Little Qi and other spiritual roots, but a frog at the bottom of a well, you..."

"I'm not qualified to be Mo Wentian's woman!"

You are not qualified to be Mo Wentian's woman!

The words were light and firm, and the people around looked at Mo Wentian in astonishment!

Mo Qingcheng is not qualified to be his woman?

"This trash is too arrogant. The second lady is a seventh-class spiritual root, and he actually said that the second lady is not qualified to be his woman!"

"How arrogant, Mo Wentian...!"

...

There was a lot of commotion around, and Mo Qingcheng's pretty face was flushed even redder.

"Mo Wentian, no matter what you do, it is impossible to attract my attention again. For tomorrow's battle, you will get out of the City Lord's Mansion!"

Mo Qingcheng roared angrily, unfolded his movement and disappeared.

"Caught your attention?"

Mo Wentian smiled calmly, and under the disdainful eyes of everyone, Mo Wentian returned to the small courtyard.

Practice overnight!

Early in the morning, Mo Wentian woke up from his practice.

Jianxuan in his body was slowly moving, Mo Wentian opened his eyes, a hidden sharpness flashed across his eyes.

"Master, do you really want to compete with Lin Xiao?"

"Believe me?"

Patting Mo Qingyu's small head, Mo Wentian chuckled.

Practicing last night, with the help of his enhanced physique and spirit-gathering pills, he once again managed to condense four Jian Xuans!

Although Mo Wentian is still at the first level of Juling, Mo Wentian's strength is four times that of yesterday!

"Five swords, it's equivalent to the general spirit-gathering quadruple!"

Mo Wentian muttered to himself.

This is the terrifying art of the God of Devouring God, a first-class spiritual root, which is equivalent to an ordinary fifth-class spiritual root!

Nine swordsmen's spirit-gathering 1st level is also equivalent to a general spirit-gathering 5th level sword cultivator!

"Master, it's time!"

Mo Qingyu looked at Mo Wentian and said nervously.

"Uh-huh!"

Mo Wentian nodded lightly, dragged the heavy iron sword in his hand, and casually walked towards the martial arts field of the City Lord's Mansion!

"Look, Mo Wen is really here!"

I don't know who exclaimed, and the whole martial arts field erupted in an instant.

On the audience stage of the Martial Arts Arena, Mo Wentian even saw a few elders!

"Mo Wentian, you really dare to come!"

On the sword stage, Lin Xiao had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing Mo Wentian, the coldness on Lin Xiao's body instantly soared!