Martial Exhibition Hall.
The martial arts session for today had already concluded here.
On the ground paved with bluestone bricks, each Outer Sect disciple was practicing diligently, sweating profusely.
Among them was Wang Hu.
The performance on the Heaven-Climbing Stone Steps wasn't judged by the highest level reached, but by the final level one could stand on.
He had endured excruciating pain to climb, only to be assigned to the Outer Sect in the end.
And it was all thanks to one person!
"He must have used some trick to deceive the Heaven-Climbing Stone Steps!"
"One day, I'll expose his true colors."
Bang—bang—
He punched the sandbag, making loud thuds, as if it were the person he loathed.
This was the only way he could vent his anger.
After all, Li Mo was now a True Disciple.
Even his cousin Wang Hao couldn't touch him.
"Junior Brother Wang, your cousin has made some progress with the Six Harmony Fist."
"His meridians are open now, there's no need for me to teach him anymore."
A blue-robed Outer Sect Steward raised an eyebrow.
"Little Hu has had a knack for martial arts since he was young, just learned a few moves haphazardly from my uncle."
Wang Hao smiled, but a hint of coldness flashed at the corner of his mouth.
"He's like Xiao Qin, should've been an Inner Disciple."
The Steward shook his head and looked at a young man in the crowd.
The young man had ordinary features, wore short clothes, and his eyes were full of determination.
He was practicing diligently, drenched in sweat.
"Senior Brother, you're wrong. Huzi's talent is incomparable to that waste."
"He entered the Inner Sect with me, but the more he practiced, the worse he got, his vitality almost declining to the level of just opening his meridians, right?"
Wang Hao's eyes showed a trace of mockery.
As they were talking.
A figure suddenly appeared in the sunlight streaming through the door.
The young man wore a robe with cloud patterns, his smile was sunny and amiable.
"Hmm?" Wang Hao raised an eyebrow.
"Li Mo?"
Wang Hu, seeing that familiar face, punched the sandbag so hard it burst.
The others practicing martial arts also stopped, puzzled.
Why was he here at the Outer Sect Martial Exhibition Hall?
"Junior Brother Li, I'm He Hongfeng, you are....." The blue-robed Outer Sect Steward stood up, courteous.
Li Mo cleared his throat and said, "Greetings, Senior Brother He, I'm here to learn some basic martial arts."
He Hongfeng: "?"
A True Disciple, coming to the Outer Sect Martial Exhibition Hall to learn basic martial arts?
You must be joking.
"Do the elders know about this?"
"Uh, my master went to sleep, it was Elder Xue who sent me here."
Li Mo nodded.
"Master....Elder Shang Wu?"
He Hongfeng thought of the beautiful elder in the fiery red palace dress and immediately understood.
It made sense.
The expressions of the people in the Martial Exhibition Hall varied, some gloating, some pitying, and some defiant.
A dignified True Disciple, reduced to learning martial arts in the Outer Sect.
This indicated he wasn't highly regarded.....
Indeed.
The elders all had their own True Disciples, and recently Ying Bing was in the limelight, many already saying she would be the next head of the Qingyuan Sect, naturally, the elders were all focused on her.
Li Mo ended up with a master who was disliked by both people and dogs.
Being neglected was understandable.
In the crowd.
The young man named Xiao Qin was wiping his sweat, a hint of sigh in his eyes.
Wasn't his situation the same?
"Can't a True Disciple come to the Outer Sect Martial Exhibition Hall?"
"The rules don't say it's not allowed, but the basics of martial arts have already been taught today. If you still want to learn, you'll have to ask the Inner Sect Senior Brother who teaches martial arts."
He Hongfeng was responsible for guiding Outer Sect disciples to open their meridians and condense their vitality.
"The Inner Sect Senior Brother who teaches martial arts....."
Following his gaze, Li Mo saw Wang Hao drinking tea.
Wang Hao didn't even lift his head, his tone unfriendly:
"The Martial Exhibition Hall has its rules, I only train Outer Sect disciples for one hour a day."
"Since you're late, no exceptions can be made."
Saying this, he looked up, feigning surprise:
"Junior Brother Li? Aren't you a True Disciple?"
His words were quite malicious.
If he insisted on learning, it would mean breaking the rules and making an exception.
Originally, everyone thought teaching one more time was no big deal, but after these words, it would seem unfair.
"Cousin, being a True Disciple is impressive!"
"Even in the Outer Sect, you have to follow the rules!"
Wang Hu chimed in, playing the setup guy.
Though he hadn't officially become a disciple, he was almost certainly Futu Steward's disciple.
In terms of status, he wasn't afraid of Li Mo, the True Disciple who wasn't favored.
He Hongfeng remained silent, as long as there was no trouble in the Martial Exhibition Hall, he had no intention of getting involved in others' conflicts.
"Alright, alright, are you two doing a comedy routine here?"
Li Mo raised his hand to silence them and said to He Hongfeng:
"Is it against the rules if I just watch others practice?"
"That's certainly allowed."
"Good."
Li Mo nodded and walked into the Martial Exhibition Hall, looking around.
"He seems to be practicing well?"
Fixing his gaze, Li Mo walked towards Xiao Qin in the corner.
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"Tsk.....those two are getting together."
Wang Hao glanced at him, a smirk on his lips.
Wang Hu almost burst out laughing.
Watching others practice to learn, who do you think you are?
And of all people, you choose the famous waste of the Outer Sect.
"Senior Brother, may I watch you practice here?"
Li Mo first bowed.
"Xiao Qin, if you want to watch, go ahead, I can't guarantee you'll learn anything."
Xiao Qin said sullenly.
Li Mo smiled warmly, "Senior Brother Xiao, just practice as you do, don't mind me."
Xiao Qin's eyes were complicated.
This young man, a True Disciple, didn't put on airs, instead, he treated him, an Outer Sect disciple, with respect.
Having faced much disdain, he rarely felt respect from others.
For a moment, he felt a sense of shared plight.
"Junior Brother, this is the Six Harmony Fist, I'll start from the beginning, watch carefully."
Xiao Qin spoke, deliberately slowing down his movements.