Li Muchan frowned, strode to the small courtyard next to him, walked straight through the main room to the bedroom, where Lin Shaobai was lying on the couch.

His face was as golden as a layer of gold powder, and his expression was gloomy. When he saw Li Muchan coming, he forced a smile: "Junior Brother Li..."

Li Muchan moved a stool to sit in front of the couch, put his hand on his wrist, closed his eyes for a moment, raised his head, and frowned: "Who did it?"

"Senior Brother Zhang." Wu Ren said in a deep voice.

Two young men in blue shirts, one named Wu Ren and the other named An Sijian, stood behind Li Muchan with an angry look on their faces. Wu Ren said in a deep voice: "Brother Zhang Sitong!"

Li Muchan frowned and said, "What is the deep hatred between Senior Brother Zhang and Senior Brother Lin?"

"Senior Brother Zhang is an inner disciple!" Wu Ren snorted angrily: "He likes Senior Sister Zhu, but Senior Sister Zhu likes Junior Brother Lin..."

Li Muchan suddenly nodded, he turned out to be a love rival, no wonder he was so ruthless.

"It doesn't matter to me." Lin Shaobai shook his head and said, "Don't tell Senior Sister Zhu."

Li Muchan turned around and asked: "Senior Brother Wu, Senior Brother An, doesn't this violate the rules of the palace?"

Both of them shook their heads, and An Sijian sighed: "Disciples, it doesn't matter as long as you don't kill people. The cabinet supports this."

Li Muchan nodded, understanding that this was to increase the disciples' sense of worry, to compete with each other, and even to become enemies, which would only encourage the disciples to practice hard and work hard.

If the disciples are all in harmony, but have no desire to strive for progress, human nature is like this, and we can't blame Tianyuan Pavilion for having such rules.

Wu Rendao: "Junior Brother Lin, I'm afraid I can't hide it from Senior Sister Zhu!"

Lin Shaobai beat the bed angrily: "He will definitely go to Senior Sister Zhu to stir up trouble, this despicable villain!"

"Senior Brother Lin. Is this Senior Brother Zhang very strong in martial arts?" Li Muchan asked with a frown.

Lin Shaobai sighed helplessly: "His character is not very good, but his martial arts is indeed very powerful."

Li Muchan said: "Then I want to talk for a while."

Lin Shaobai waved his hands hurriedly: "Forget it, if Senior Sister Zhu knows, I will be really embarrassed to live. I have to defeat Zhang with my own ability!"

Li Muchan shook his head disapprovingly: "Senior Brother Zhang is an inner disciple, Senior Brother Lin, you..."

Lin Shaobai said: "I am not a vegetarian. I will practice hard in seclusion after my injury is healed. I don't believe I can't deal with him! Cough cough cough cough..."

His body contracted violently and he coughed violently.

Li Muchan gently pressed his vest, and he slowly stopped coughing. The corners of his mouth were already stained with blood. He wiped it and said bitterly: "It would be unworthy of a gentleman not to avenge this!"

Li Muchan said: "Senior Brother Lin, your injury is very serious and you need to rest carefully. It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Don't think about this in a hurry, lest your anger will add to your heart and hurt."

"I can't die." Lin Shaobai shook his head and said, "Junior Brother Li, don't worry, I won't be impulsive."

Li Muchan nodded.

While the four of them were talking, footsteps sounded, and a burly young man slowly walked in with his hands behind his back, looking up and down the room. Then he looked at the four of them.

Li Muchan took a look at this man. He had a burly figure, a simple and honest appearance, and his Chinese character face gave people the impression of loyalty and reliability, and he could not feel any ill feelings.

"You..." Lin Shaobai pointed at the visitor angrily: "How dare you come!"

"Junior brother Lin, let me take a look at your injury." The visitor smiled and asked with concern: "Is it okay?"

Li Muchan looked at Wu Ren, Wu Ren made a mouth shape, and Li Muchan understood clearly that it was Zhang Sitong.

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"I've let you down, I can't die!" Lin Shaobai sneered and glared at Zhang Sitong.

Zhang Sitong smiled and shook his head: "You are really dead. I am in big trouble. According to me, you are not so easy to beat!"

"Are you here to laugh at me?!" Lin Shaobai snorted coldly.

Zhang Sitong shook his head: "Junior Brother Lin, if you are not capable of protecting yourself, how can you protect others? Which woman would follow you?!"

"I don't have to worry about it!" Lin Shaobai said coldly.

Zhang Sitong: "In my opinion, Junior Brother Lin, you should be honest and practice martial arts hard. Put other things aside and don't be distracted and delay your martial arts training."

"Huh!" Lin Shaobai said coldly: "I don't want to do what you want!"

"Junior brother Lin, don't blame me if you say this!" Zhang Sitong frowned and said, "As a senior brother, you have the obligation to supervise your junior brother to practice, right?"

"Ahem!" Wu Ren coughed and said loudly: "Senior Brother Zhang, you are an inner sect disciple, why are you in charge of our outer sect?"

"Junior brother Wu, you are very brave!" Zhang Sitong stared at Wu Ren with narrowed eyes.

Wu Ren felt guilty, but he gritted his teeth and said with an unchanging expression: "Justice is in the heart of the people, and there is no way to explain everything. Senior Brother Zhang, you are an inner disciple, and we are outer disciples. We should never offend against each other... Besides, you are an inner disciple and we are an outer disciple."

Senior Brother Zhang, you have been in the pavilion since you were young and have cultivated profound mental skills, but you come here to compete with us. Wouldn't you make people laugh? You have the guts to compete with Senior Sister Bai!"

"Haha, let's compete with Senior Sister Bai?!" Zhang Sitong laughed and shook his head: "I can't beat Senior Sister Bai, and I won't ask for trouble."

An Sijian sneered: "Senior Brother Zhang, you can't beat Senior Sister Bai, so you come to bully our outer disciples. It's really admirable!"

"What a sharp mouth!" Zhang Sitong looked at the three of them, shook his head and said: "But no matter how sharp your mouth is, it can't be stronger than your fists. We in the martial arts talk about strength, not eloquence! ... If you are not convinced, you might as well discuss it!

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Li Muchan smiled: "Then I'll ask Senior Brother Zhang for advice!"

"Hmm -?" Zhang Sitong glanced at Li Muchan unexpectedly.

The other three people also looked over unexpectedly, and Lin Shaobai hurriedly said: "Junior Brother Li, don't be like him!"

The other two people also spoke and advised him not to act impulsively.

They all know that Zhang Si Tong is five years older than He Sen, started eight years earlier, and has even better qualifications, and can be considered a master in the inner sect.

Li Muchan can defeat He Sen, but he may not be able to defeat Zhang Sitong, and this time is different from the last time. Zhang Sitong looks loyal, but his attacks are ruthless. If he is really injured, it will delay the big event.

Li Muchan waved his hand and looked straight at Zhang Sitong.

Zhang Sitong chuckled and said, "You are the Li Wuji who defeated Junior Brother He, right?"

Li Muchan nodded: "Exactly, please give me some advice from Senior Brother Zhang!"

Zhang Sitong smiled and nodded: "It seems that Junior Brother Li is an expert and bold. Well, I will help you and let's go and compare!"

"Junior Brother Li!" Lin Shaobai was anxious.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Senior Brother Lin, please be patient and be back soon!"

"You must be careful..." Lin Shaobai shook his head, and his heart was racing, knowing that he wanted to find a way for himself, but this Si Tong is very treacherous. He is more powerful in martial arts and more scheming. People who are unfamiliar with him will definitely take action.

You will suffer a loss!

Li Muchan nodded with a smile and stepped out of the bedroom. He walked through the main room and came to the center of the courtyard. He looked at Zhang Sitong with his hands behind his back: "Senior Brother Zhang, please!"

Wu Ren and An Sijian helped Lin Shaobai out and stood aside to watch.

Lin Shaobai sneered and said: "Zhang, if you cheat, we will all look down upon you!"

"Junior brother Lin, what you said is wrong. When did I cheat? Falsehood and reality are a kind of martial arts. How can you blame others if you can't distinguish?" Zhang Sitong laughed.

Lin Shaobai sneered disdainfully.

Wu Rendao: "Junior brother Li, be careful of his deception."

Li Muchan nodded: "Senior Brother Zhang, please stop!"

"Okay!" Zhang Sitong said with a smile: "I will take action first!"

He disappeared from the spot in a flash and appeared behind Li Muchan. A punch mark shot out from his fist and hit Li Muchan's vest. The speed was extremely fast.

Lin Shaobai opened his mouth and groaned bitterly. This was almost a sneak attack. As a senior brother, it was really shameless to do this!

Li Muchan smiled and shook his head, then turned around and punched. "Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and Lin Shaobai felt his ears tremble, his energy and blood surged, and he almost spit out another mouthful of blood.

His eyes were blurry, and he woke up in a moment. When he looked again, Zhang Sitong covered his chest and stared at Li Muchan in disbelief.

Li Muchan clasped his fists and smiled: "Senior Brother Zhang, I accept my concession!"

"You..." As soon as Zhang Sitong opened his mouth, a blood arrow spurted out, and his body was shaky and almost fell down.

Wu Ren and An Sijian looked at him coldly, motionless, hoping that he would fall to the ground. Unfortunately, Zhang Sitong barely managed to stand still, his face seemed to be coated with a layer of gold powder, and his eyes suddenly dimmed.

This mouthful of blood seemed to drain his energy, and his whole body suddenly became weak.

"Okay! Okay!" Zhang Sitong sneered, stared at Li Muchan and nodded vigorously: "I've really learned from you, I didn't expect Junior Brother Li to be so accomplished!"

Li Muchan smiled: "Senior Brother Zhang, do you want to give me some more advice?"

Zhang Sitong glanced at Lin Shaobai with a sneer: "Junior Brother Lin has such strong support, it is really gratifying, but it is a pity that no matter how strong your friend is, it is not you. Junior Brother Li cannot be with you forever!"

Lin Shaobai sneered: "I won't worry about this, Senior Brother Zhang, don't worry about it!"

"Okay then, farewell!" Zhang Sitong sneered, clasped his fists and walked out of the yard slowly.

Wu Ren and An Sijian immediately cheered and laughed. Zhang Sitong walked slowly. As soon as he walked out of the yard, he heard the cheers inside. He suddenly became angry and spit out another mouthful of blood.

He turned his head and glared at the small courtyard bitterly, gritting his teeth, and then sighed dejectedly, I am afraid he will never be able to avenge this, because Li Wuji's internal strength is too deep.

If anything else, we can rely on the inner disciples' unique talents and learn more sophisticated martial arts to suppress them, but internal strength cannot be strengthened in an instant. Even the most exquisite mental skills require the accumulation of time and effort, and they can be strengthened bit by bit.

, cannot be achieved overnight.

While pacing slowly, he gritted his teeth and thought about what tricks he could use to make Li Muchan's life easier. After much deliberation, he couldn't think of any tricks he could use on Mingqiu.
To be continued...