At one o'clock in the afternoon, the killer still did not appear.

Mo Yun could only shake his head and carry a schoolbag to go out.

What was in his schoolbag was his handsome and compelling equipment.

Hanlin Restaurant, the highest-end restaurant near Wuhan University in Jiangnan, and the school receives important figures in this restaurant on weekdays.

Mo Yun came downstairs of Hanlin Restaurant with his bag on his back, and his mouth was filled with an unhidden smile.

"This is a grandmaster banquet. How many big shots do you need?"

"You will soon realize that the so-called seventh grade is as numerous as a dog, and the eighth grade is leaving all over the ground!"

Mo Yun was very excited and his eyes lit up.

These are mobile experience packs!

"After this wave of operation, will I directly break through to the eighth grade?"

With an extremely excited mood, Mo Yun walked to the entrance of the restaurant.

Today, Mo Yun specially changed into a formal set of clothes, so there was no plot of being stopped and humiliated.

As soon as he entered the door, Mo Yun called He Wuyi and asked the boy to pick him up.

He Wuyi, as the president of Jiangnan Martial Arts Society, will naturally not be absent in such an occasion.

"Brother Yun, are you coming here? What? You have arrived? OK OK, I'll come down to pick you up now, wait a moment!"

Mo Yun hung up the phone and stood by and waited quietly.

The young lady at the front desk of the hotel looked at Mo Yun from time to time, and soon her face turned red.

Mo Yun is no longer surprised by this.

After dressing up for a while, his appearance soared to full marks, and it was difficult not to attract attention.

Soon, He Wuyi ran over.

"Brother Yun, I didn't expect you to come. This is not like your style!"

Mo Yun smiled and said, "I haven't had a big meal for a long time, come and have a meal."

He Wuyi: "???"

He Wuyi was speechless, he didn't believe Mo Yun's nonsense at all.

This guy wants to stay at home, even if he invites him to eat dragon meat, he won't come out.

Soon, He Wuyi seemed to think of something, and his eyes suddenly became bigger than those of a cow, looking at Mo Yun with an incredible look on his face.

"Brother Yun, have you made a big move again?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm just here to eat." Mo Yun glared.

"Uh, I understand, I understand, hehe." He Wuyi showed a meaningful and obscene smile.

Mo Yun was too lazy to pay attention to him and said directly: "Lead the way."

He Wuyi hurriedly ran to the front to lead the way, while whispering to remind Mo Yun.

"Brother Yun, you have to be more at ease this time. There are many masters coming to the principal's grandfather banquet. Be careful not to capsize in the gutter."

What Mo Yun wanted to do, He Wuyi could naturally guess a rough idea.

He didn't think much about it, but thought that Mo Yun was doing this to practice some kind of practice.

Although this way of practice is a bit weird.

But it's not weird, that's not Mo Yun.

Unusual people, their cultivation methods are naturally different.

It was precisely because of this enlightenment that He Wuyi would pester Mo Yun desperately and ask him to guide him in practicing.

"What kind of boat capsized in the gutter? I'm just here to have a meal. What are you thinking about?"

Mo Yun glared at He Wuyi, but his heart was filled with joy.

How great is the master, his experience is rising, and it is difficult not to upgrade. At that time, what kind of slayer comes to him and destroy them in minutes!

"Hehe, Brother Yun is right, eat, eat!" He Wuyi smiled and stopped talking.

Looking at Mo Yun's disappearing back, the front desk lady stomped her feet, a little annoyed.

"It's so handsome. Why didn't I have the courage to ask for contact information? qwq!"

...

As soon as he went upstairs, Mo Yun felt a powerful aura, and a smile gradually bloomed on his face.

But soon, Mo Yun's smile gradually solidified, and he quickly turned around and asked Xiang He Wuyi.

"Old He, are there many big guys who haven't arrived?"

He Wuyi was stunned and said inexplicably, "All have arrived, all the big guys who can come have come."

Mo Yun: "Are you here?"

"Well, we're here." He Wuyi nodded and said, "After all the invitation was sent a few days ago, and all schools basically sent representatives here, and even Governor Bai came here."

Hearing this, Mo Yun was confused.

There are too few masters coming to this Grandmaster Banquet!

Mo Yun's spirit was radiating, and he could only sense two eighth grades!

There are not many seventh grades, only five!

Even at the sixth grade, there are less than ten!

There are quite a few fifth grades, which can be considered a crowd.

But the fifth grade has no experience!

This is a grandmaster banquet. The seventh grade is as numerous as a dog, and the eighth grade is walking all over the ground?

It's a cheating father!

Mo Yun was a little angry. This was too far from what he imagined!

"Brother Yun, what's wrong with you?" He Wuyi looked at Mo Yun in confusion, a little confused.

Brother Yun was suddenly unhappy about Mao?

"It's okay." Mo Yun shook his head, not wanting to complain anymore, and followed He Wuyi and walked to the corner, found an empty seat to sit down.

In fact, he quickly figured it out.

Jiangnan Wuhan University is one of the eight major universities, and its highest combat power is only a sixth rank.

Of course, Tang Xiao has now broken through to the seventh grade.

It is obvious that the top combat power of the other schools among the eight major schools is almost the same as the sixth grade. It would be good if one or two seventh grades occasionally appeared.

How could a seventh grade walk all over the floor?

Of course, the Martial Arts and the Martial Arts of Kyoto are slightly worthy of this sentence.

It is the highest combat mechanics in China, and there are naturally many seventh-grade masters.

However, a school basically only sent one or two people here, so naturally there were not many experts coming here.

Since he figured it out, Mo Yun could only accept reality.

Forget it, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat.

No matter what, there are more than a dozen masters above the sixth grade present, and there is a lot of experience.

Sitting in the seat, Mo Yun was drinking the drink while concentrating his mind and thinking.

So, what kind of reason should I find to beat them up?

Or should I change my clothes just after a while and beat them all down without any discretion?

Well, this seems to be too much.

"President——"

"Mo Yun?!"

Mo Yun was thinking when he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

When I looked up, I found that it was Wang Qian.

"It's you!"

Wang Qian looked surprised. She didn't expect Mo Yun to appear here.

"Why are you here too?" Mo Yun was also a little surprised when he saw Wang Qian.

"I am one of the backbone of the martial arts club, so of course I have to be here." Wang Qian said.

Mo Yun nodded, stopped talking, and continued to think about the problem.
To be continued...