Chapter 107: A Slight Movement Enters the Fourth Layer!

  Wang Lie snorted with laughter and smiled, saying: "Mo Bei was at least the champion of that competition back then. How is it now that he's not even better than a useless piece of material? Could it be that Jiang has exhausted his talent?"

  Chen Jiutao nodded and said: "Yes, it's very likely. Otherwise, how could he be far behind us now?"

  Long Haitian suddenly stood up, blocking Ji Wubing's line of sight, staring at those who were mocking him without mercy, and furiously shouted: "Get out of here! You think you're something, qualified to mock me? If you don't agree, come on!"

  Ji Wu Bing let out a scornful laugh, raised her chin and looked down at Long Hao Tian with her nostrils flaring: "What are you, to have the qualifications to call me out?"

  "What the hell are you?!" Long Hao Tian didn't show any weakness, pointing at Ji Wu Bing and scolding him back. The dirty words in his mouth came out like a string of firecrackers: "If it weren't for the fact that your uncle is my nephew's father-in-law, I would have beaten you to death with just one move! You dare to come? Come on if you dare! If I don't beat the dog shit out of you, then I'm not your grandfather today!"

  Long Haitian scolded people extremely fiercely, and Mo Beifang Luoyou were deeply moved. He saw him with one hand on his waist and the other pointing at Ji Wubing's nose tip, spitting stars flying horizontally, dirty words coming out in different ways, without any repetition, not leaving any room for breathing.

  A big man with a strong and overbearing wife.

  However, he was scolded by Ji Wu Bing until his face turned red and his neck thickened, unable to utter a word, almost losing his breath and dying from anger.

  "You!" Ji Wubing's chest was churning with rage, his eyes were about to split.

  He was in the Ji family. When wasn't he being surrounded and flattered like a star? Moreover, as one of the four great geniuses, even among the outer disciples of the Tai Xuan Sect, he was treated with respect and reverence, where had he ever suffered such humiliation?

  He would have liked to rush up and tear the little brat in front of him into a thousand pieces!

  "What's wrong with you, can't speak human language or what?! Dragon Hao Tian was spitting out star-shaped saliva, pointing at him and continuing to scold: "Not satisfied in your heart, huh? Not convinced? If not, then come and fight me! Come and fight me!"

  While speaking, Long Hao Tian was also sneering and showing off an extremely arrogant and contemptuous appearance.

  That ugly face almost made Ji Wubing lose his temper and go up to Long Haotian's face, punching it into a pig head.

  But he didn't dare after all.

  Ji Wubing is not a mindless person, on the contrary, he is very clever.

  After losing her temper, Ji suddenly became calm and thought to herself:

  "This little brat is trying to provoke me, get me to lay hands on him, and then break the taboo. The Taoist sect has strict rules governing conflicts between disciples, strictly forbidding fighting. If caught, the punishment would be severe: at best, confinement; at worst, expulsion from the mountain gate."

  Thinking of this consequence, Ji Wu Bing shuddered and suddenly calmed down.

  Ji Wu Bing gazed at the not-too-distant Huang Shi Qi, who glanced back at him. He let out a low hum, then looked away, his face filled with disdain as he said, "You little waste, always hiding behind others' backs. Don't get caught alone by me, or else every time I see you, I'll beat you up!"

  Upon hearing this, Mo Bei's eyes narrowed slightly, emitting a hint of chilliness. He clenched his fists, and a thread of anger emerged in his heart.

  "This girl is so arrogant and provocative, repeatedly challenging me, does she think I have no temper!"

  "I'll settle this account with him sooner or later!"

  Mo Beixin's thoughts turned around again, and he said:

  "But for now, we can't afford to waste any time; let's wait until we get out of Zi Yang Cliff and then make plans!"

  Mo Bei took a deep breath, waiting until his lungs were full of oxygen, then slowly exhaled. Inhale, exhale...

  After repeating it three times, Mo Bei's chest gradually calmed down that thread of anger.

  He steadied his mind and no longer paid attention to Ji Wubing and the others. His eyes slightly closed, he once again entered a state of meditation.

  Mo Bei entered a meditative state and carefully observed the rotation of his dantian, with the Xiantian Extreme Magic Technique constantly circulating in his mind.

  Under the operation of Xiantian Extreme Magic Skill, the dantian slowly rotates with the operation of the skill, rotating and emitting rays of light from time to time.

  As the dantian began to flow in reverse, suddenly, within Mo Bei's body, the subtle true energy flowing through his meridians also started to flow backwards, and was all reabsorbed back into the dantian.

  At the same time, in Mo Bei's mind, the words " Innate Extreme Demon Art" were circulating with a gradually converging glow, and then burst out with an extremely dazzling white light.

  That white light burst forth and rose to the sky, with a speed so swift that it was like a thunderclap that struck before one could cover his ears. In an instant, it spread throughout Mo Bei's entire body, filling all of his meridians.

  The entire dantian, with its powerful and robust energy, suddenly burst forth from the dantian and charged into Mo Bei's Tianling!

  Mo Bei's mind was impacted by that powerful force, as if in the midst of darkness, he broke through some kind of shackles.

  His mind became suddenly clear and his consciousness was exceptionally sharp.

  The fifth sense, suddenly expanded again, became extremely sensitive!

  "Breakthrough!" Mo Bei was overjoyed and lost control of his dantian, letting it spin rapidly in reverse.

  In the lower abdomen, a surge of energy bursts out and rushes into the heavenly spirit cover.

  "Breakthrough! Breakthrough!"

  "Without relying on divine power, I broke through by myself!"

  Mo Bei's heart was overjoyed and hard to believe that his innate magic power had such a powerful force.

  But he didn't know that in the past ten or so days, he had been continuously absorbing the Purple Yang True Energy with his Xiantian Extreme Demon Technique, and his body's flesh, bones, meridians, and even his own internal energy storage had all reached their peak state.

  Just couldn't break through.

  Now once broken through, Mo Bei's cultivation was like a flood, unstoppable!

  "Rumble, rumble, rumble!"

  Mo Bei only felt a buzzing sound echoing in his mind!

  He hastily examined his own body and suddenly felt a surge of excitement: "Fourth Stage of Qi Refining!"

  "Not bad, not bad! As expected, burying your head in hard practice doesn't have much effect. You also need to exercise your brain properly!"

  Mo Bei's mood was excellent: "Fourfold refinement of Qi, I don't even know what my true strength is, how high it has risen! Luo You said that practicing swordsmanship on this Zi Yang Cliff, both the practice and comprehension are remarkably effective, several times stronger than outside!"

  "Hurry up and try it out, my strength, my cultivation, just how much has it surged!"

  Mo Beixin's heart stirred, he opened his eyes, stood up, wiped the sweat with his sleeve, and immediately turned around to leave, walking out of the range of Ziyang True Qi.

  This scene happened to be seen by Ji Wu Bing.

  The lady sneered coldly, the smile at the corner of her mouth full of disdain and contempt. She hummed softly: "You can't even hold on like this? I'm overestimating you by calling you trash."