From Yitian, the sword pressed the heavens

Chapter 110

The young man's face changed when he heard the words, and he instantly noticed the infinite sword energy bursting out of his body.

He didn't care much, and immediately sat cross-legged, and began to use all his strength to resist the raging sword energy in his body.

Zhang Wuji walked up to him with a smile, looked around and said with a smile: "I am from Xuanyuan, everyone already knows this, I don't care what everyone thinks about my arrival, but I am also a serious Mohist now Disciple, so please do not show any obvious hostility towards me."

"If some of you really don't like me, I welcome everyone to challenge me."

"Of course it's fair. If I don't like anyone, I also have the right to beat him up. This was the rule when I was in Xuanyuan, and it is the rule of our Mohist disciples now."

"Why, this is the Mohist family, not Xuanyuan." Some disciples said angrily.

"As long as I am the strongest among the foundation establishment disciples, whoever refuses to accept it will fight!" Zhang Wuji shouted loudly, his sword soaring into the sky.
His eyes swept across all the Foundation Establishment disciples present, and no one dared to look at him wherever he looked.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but secretly sighed.

Xuanyuan's disciples are like wolves, each one is extremely fierce, no matter how strong the opponent is, even if he can't beat him, he will definitely show his sword.

Compared with them, Mohist disciples are too weak. Living in such a chaotic environment in Nanzhanbu Prefecture, they are like a group of lambs. It can only be said that the Mohist teachers protect them very well.

That being the case, Zhang Wuji chose to be more arrogant.

"Also, I don't care what the rules of the outer disciples were before I came here, but since I came here, the rules will be changed."

"First, the spiritual stones that the Foundation Establishment disciples can receive every month will no longer be distributed equally, and I will distribute them uniformly."

"Second, from now on, I will restrain those who form cliques and engage in small hills. If anyone lets me see it, I will break his leg first."

"Thirdly, from today onwards, I will be the Senior Brother of the Foundation Establishment Outer Sect. Anyone who refuses to accept it can challenge me. If I defeat this Senior Senior Brother, I will ask him to do it."

"Fourth, if there is any conflict between each other, use real swords and guns to fight. Anyone who dares to plot behind the scenes will be killed without mercy."

Zhang Wuji's voice became colder and colder, and all the Foundation Establishment disciples present looked at each other, not even knowing what to say for a moment.

They haven't seen that generation of outer sect masters who can be self-proclaimed. Are all Xuanyuan sword cultivators so arrogant?

Standing on a cloud in the sky, Mo Chen and Xuan Yi could clearly see Zhang Wuji's arrogance.

Mo Chen smiled wryly, and sighed: "This kid..., our original intention is to let him participate in a few missions first, to accumulate prestige among the foundation disciples, and then announce him as the senior brother of the outer sect. How can it be possible to convince the public if you call yourself a big brother and set rules under your family?"

"Junior brother, do you want to stop him?"

Xuan Yi shook his head: "Brother, it's good to let him make such a fuss, I think our Mo family lacks such an arrogant person."

"These Foundation Establishment disciples are friendly on the surface, but they are intriguing and forming cliques behind their backs. They are all very scheming at a young age, but they are deeply abnormal. This kind of atmosphere is very bad. Isn't it right for him to blow it with Xuanyuan's style? Want it?"

"Aren't I afraid that this child will be under too much pressure and be isolated as a target of public criticism?" Mo Chen sighed.

"This is not a kind of experience for him. Since he dares to take the initiative to do this, I don't think he is afraid of being hostile by many foundation-establishing disciples."

Xuan Yi grinned: "Let's go and see!"

Down below Zhang Wuji looked around again, seeing that no one dared to jump out to trouble him, he just used silence to resist his decision, couldn't help blowing a whistle, waved his hand and led Xiao Zhao to turn around and leave swaggeringly.

"Xiao Zhao, do you think I became a big villain once?" Zhang Wuji said with a smile after leaving the small courtyard.

"Sir, are you really okay?"

Xiao Zhao was a little worried and said: "I don't think any of those outer sect brothers really admire you, so why are they scolding you behind your back now?"

"Hehe, if you don't accept it, hit them!"

Zhang Wuji smiled: "I can't help it, who made your husband play the role of such a villain?"

"Come on, let's go to the Elder's Hall, tell the elders about the rules I just established, and let them arrange it for me." Zhang Wuji said with a smile.

"Are you really going?"

"Will those elders listen to you?" Xiao Zhao was a little worried.

"Hehe, I hold Shang Fang's sword, and they dare not object, at least on the surface."

A gleam flashed in Zhang Wuji's eyes.

He is sure that Gao Jianli's decision must have been conveyed to the level of alchemy. With this old ancestor as his backer, there should be no resistance for him to be above the alchemy of the Mo family.

If there is resistance, Zhang Wuji will have to suspect that this person has some ulterior motives.

And as long as he follows his own request, he is confident that he will completely eliminate the ethos among the group of Mohist Foundation Establishment disciples.

Sure enough, for Zhang Wuji's request, the Presbyterian Hall agreed without any comments, so Zhang Wuji became the big brother of the Mohist School who established the foundation outside the sect.

Of course, he is a big brother in name only, and no one in the Foundation Establishment disciple group really admires him.

Zhang Wuji didn't care about this, he began to toss these unconvinced little brothers under him vigorously.

Disciples who don't have missions have to follow him to breathe and practice Qi every morning and evening, and they have to fight against each other every morning. The victory or defeat directly affects the ratio of spirit stones that can be obtained every month.

Every afternoon is the so-called free battle time. If there are grievances among the Foundation Establishment disciples, they can challenge each other to resolve them during this time period.

If there is no one to fight, Zhang Wuji will immediately choose disciples from among the younger brothers to fight against, in the name of guiding the opponent to fight, but in the hearts of many disciples, it is just beating people with integrity.

All the disciples who didn't follow the rules, or those he couldn't see for a moment, would be beaten up by Zhang Wuji.

Dahe Daoren, Zhang Wuji's senior brother, is the one he takes care of most.

At the beginning, these Foundation Establishment disciples went to their teachers to cry and complain, but soon they found that most of the teachers didn’t care about it. Take the words of the elders seriously.

And for the guys who complained, they were often taken extra care, and they were beaten even more.

As a result, gradually no one complained, and everyone seemed to succumb to Zhang Wuji's lust.

Three months later, Zhang Wuji's notoriety had even spread from the Mohist Trick City to the lower Moh City.

(End of this chapter)