Qin Mo's eyes were cold as he sheathed the Longhan Sword.
His index finger and middle finger were joined together, forming a sword finger.
With a slash of the majestic sword finger, a sword qi suddenly burst out from the tip of the sword finger.
The sword qi streaked towards the leopard-like man named Hu Bao at high speed.
Before Hu Bao could get close, the sword qi slashed across his body.
"Ah!" Hu Bao let out a miserable scream and took several steps back.
His clothes were cut by the sword qi, and blood seeped out.
Then, the waistband of his trousers also fell down, revealing his big red underpants.
It was really funny.
Hu Bao hurriedly pulled up his trousers, feeling both angry and ashamed.
His younger brothers were all stunned.
Wang Zhengyang, who was half-finished shouting, was also so shocked that he stopped.
They hadn't even seen Hu Bao get close when Hu Bao was already defeated and bleeding, staining his clothes red!
The onlookers were also dumbfounded.
They hadn't even seen clearly what had happened when Hu Bao was already injured.
There were also people who had offended Hu Bao before, either going to the hospital or lying in bed paralyzed.
They never thought that Hu Bao would be instantly defeated by such an unknown person!
Moreover, they hadn't even seen clearly the moves of this person!
"What are you standing there for? Come on!" Hu Bao roared.
His younger brothers reacted and pounced like fierce tigers.
Their tiger fist moves were gorgeous, with the posture of a tiger pouncing on its prey.
But in front of Qin Mo, it was all just showy moves.
Qin Mo was a little interested.
He thought he could use this opportunity to have a sparring session with these ordinary people.
"Too weak." Qin Mo sighed, picked up a fallen leaf and threw it!
The fallen leaf was like a boomerang, hitting several of Hu Bao's younger brothers.
When it returned to Qin Mo's side, the leaf was stained with blood.
Swish! The waistbands of a group of people snapped and broke.
The younger brothers fell to the ground, all revealing their big underpants.
They hurriedly pulled up their trousers, and their chests also had the same scars as Hu Bao's, gritting their teeth in pain.
The Tiger Fist Gym was completely defeated in an instant.
The people who came later were stunned.
This person only used a fallen leaf and instantly killed all the younger brothers of the Tiger Fist Gym.
It was really terrifying.
Hu Bao and the others kept swallowing their saliva, looking at Qin Mo standing in front with some fear.
They thought Qin Mo was a soft persimmon, but they didn't expect to run into a tough nut.
They also looked at Wang Zhengyang with some resentment.
If it weren't for Wang Zhengyang, how could they have provoked such a powerful person?
Wang Zhengyang was also in a daze, so scared that his legs became weak.
He hugged a tree and didn't even dare to show his face.
The laughter of the crowd disappeared.
Instead, it was replaced by fear.
Looking at Qin Mo approaching step by step, Hu Bao and the others couldn't help but retreat.
"I... I'm sorry... We were wrong..." Hu Bao, who was usually arrogant, was so scared that he couldn't even lift his head.
"Get lost!" Qin Mo said coldly.
Hu Bao, Wang Zhengyang and the others scrambled away as if they had been pardoned.
"Go." Qin Mo waved his hand at them.
Hu Bao, who was a bit clever, turned around with a pitiful expression, "Big... Big brother, is there anything else?"
"Is your gym owner Hu Tianxiao?"
"Yes..."
Qin Mo suddenly drew his sword and slashed at a huge stone slab beside him.
The sword tip drew on the slab, leaving a big word. Paste!
After writing the inscription, it was signed, Qin Mo.
Remembering the promise he made to Tian Scar, he would help him avenge this deep blood feud and would not break his promise.
Qin Mo slapped the stone slab and sent it flying towards Hu Bao, "Give this to your gym owner."
Hu Bao and the others were already scared to pee.
They picked up the stone slab and quickly fled.
The split stone slab and the engraved words made them feel even more terrified.
In the Tiger Fist Gym.
A middle-aged man in a Tang suit was sitting on a chair, slowly sipping tea.
Hu Bao and the others stumbled in, knelt on the ground, "Master... It's not good!"
Hu Tianxiao frowned, put down the teacup slowly, "What's the hurry? Speak slowly."
Hu Bao told the story from beginning to end, and then handed the stone slab to his master.
Hu Tianxiao stared at the stone slab for a long time and couldn't say a word.
His expression was a little complicated.
Some watched for the excitement, some watched for the result.
The powerful swordsmanship was enough to shock Hu Tianxiao.
"Such a powerful sword qi, such a strong inscription..." Hu Tianxiao touched the engraved words on the stone slab, couldn't help but shiver, "No way, how did our Tiger Fist Gym offend such a person?"
After scaring away the people from the Tiger Fist Gym, Qin Mo also lost the mood to practice swordsmanship.
He put away the sword sheath and left.
"Guys, let's go!"